"Oh..." "Right, right, right." Phillips apologetically laughed, "Haha …" Thank you for reminding me, Mister Medicine. That's right, during this test, there is no restriction on the strength of one's attacks.
If we don't think the exam is completed, it will continue until we approve of it.
Deaths and injuries also occur during the test. In the past few decades, there have been two participants who lost their lives in the Immortal Palace, "the Palace Master said.
The air inside became somewhat heavy. All the sage realm experts looked at Ye Fan with playful gazes.
No one present was an idiot. Everyone understood why the medicine was the first to bring Ye Fan here.
Although it was just a Rosy Valley, medicine was the first. As a Pill Saint, it was fine if he lost it. With his abilities, he could eat well anywhere.
Even if he had to endure the pain and cut off his flesh, he had to make him completely convinced.
Fan Xian wasn't too surprised. This was more or less what he had predicted. This medicine was definitely because he didn't dare to rashly make a move. He wanted to find someone with strong battle prowess to fight for him.
The Three Saints of the Immortal Palace. Although it was said that once every hundred years, the representatives of the Immortal Palace that were chosen in turn were not necessarily the three strongest people in the Blessed Paradises.
However, to be able to be chosen as a representative, one's strength naturally wouldn't be too weak.
If he didn't have confidence in his own strength, he wouldn't dare to sit in these three seats.
Ye Fan felt that if he wasn't mistaken, Phillips and Ji Wen were considered the best of the best among this group of people.
Medicine was the first to let one of the three saints be his "substitute". If it still didn't work, then he could only admit it.
He had nothing to say about being inferior to others. “
This little brother God of Swords... Since you plan to take over the Red Lotus Sect, do you know that Red Lotus Saintess? "The bearded drunkard asked with a chuckle.
Fan Xian nodded, not denying it.
"Let me tell you this, since the three Saints took office, only the Red Lotus Saintess had fought to a draw with Ji Wen.
Seven or eight of them who wanted to build a sect either retreated at the last moment or were directly defeated. Two of them overestimated themselves and were taken away in two moves …
It wasn't easy to reach the sage realm and comprehend the Sacred Heart. But even so, the Great Desolate World was vast and boundless, and there were actually quite a few sage realms.
The difference in strength between the sage realm was even greater than the difference in strength within the Duotian realm …
Not every Sage Realm cultivator had the strength to establish a sect here, and not every Sage Realm cultivator was qualified to be selected as one of the Three Sages.
The Blessed Enclave was a good place. After establishing a sect and receiving the recognition of the Ethereal Immortal Palace, one's reputation would increase greatly. It would be like becoming the ruler of a country.
Moreover, the cultivation resources were also coveted by the outside world. After all, it was perfectly justifiable to own a blessed land.
"This kind of good thing, it's not that easy …" "You should think about it carefully." The bearded man patted Ye Fan's shoulder and said.
The other Saint Realm experts also looked at him mockingly.
"Since it's an Emperor level sword intent, it's rare to see it in thousands of years. There shouldn't be any stage fright, right? I really want to see it." A bald Caucasian man wearing an animal skin coat that revealed his strong muscles laughed.
Fan Xian glanced at him. He had always been paying attention to this bald man …
First of all, he was the most muscular, like a wall of flesh.
There was also a crow perched on his shoulder and a mouse on the table. This pet was also very rare.
Other than the Great Emperor Xuanyuan, there are only a few legendary figures who have comprehended the Emperor level sword intent. I really want to see it, but little brother, you don't look young, so I advise you not to rashly challenge it. It would be a pity if you died, so I really advise you to go back and practice more. If there's a chance in the future, I also want to spar with you … "
Ye Fan suddenly turned his head and discovered that the one who spoke was a horse-faced man wearing a black cloak and a hood. His entire person was gloomy.
Key … This guy's voice was like a ghost whispering into one's ear, gloomy and hoarse.
It was incomparably fast. Not to mention a comma, there wasn't even a pause! Such as
If it wasn't for his good hearing, he wouldn't even know what he said! “
Sir God of Swords, let me introduce you. That big baldy is the master of the Ten Thousand Immortal House, Beast Saint Bretton.
The one who spoke without a pause was the Hundred Ghosts Sect's Sect Leader, Ghost Saint Zhong Yi …
"You two have also been good friends of mine for many years." Medicine First smiled proudly.
It was no wonder that Medicine First was so complacent. Ye Fan could also feel that this Beast Saint and Ghost Saint were also the best of the best.
Experts in the Realm of Cultivation often had some names.
The Purple Profound Grandmaster that he killed didn't have the title of "Saint". This kind of person was comparable to an ordinary sage realm cultivator.
Ye Fan remained silent the entire time. He felt that Ye Fan didn't have the guts to accept this assessment. This also meant that Ye Fan didn't have enough confidence.
"Sir God of Swords, although I don't know your exact age, you shouldn't be too old. Why don't we talk about the matter of the Immortal Sword Sect a few years later?" Medicine First had an expression of thinking for Ye Fan.
Ye Fan coldly glanced at him and said, "I just have a question …"
"What question?" Medicine was first puzzled. leaf
Fan Xian looked at the experts present, "Since you don't care about the severity of your attacks, then what if I kill the Three Saints?"
"…"
The hall was deathly silent. The bearded drunkard narrowed his eyes. The eyes of the Beast Saint, Ghost Saint, and the others all shone brightly.
He opened his mouth first, feeling as if he had been petrified.
The people present were all people who had seen the world, but this was the first time they had heard of such a question … This
This guy … His arrogance had already exceeded their imagination!
In fact, Ye Fan's heart was also in turmoil. He felt like he was surfing on a tsunami, competing with death!
He didn't know if he could defeat the three Saints, or even if he could block any one of them. Ye Fan wasn't sure either.
After all, Ye Fan didn't know how strong the three saints were.
Today, he had no way back. This was a hurdle he had to cross!
Not every battle was fought with confidence. The enemy would never consider whether you were ready or not.
Just like a few days ago, when he was almost killed by the Vermillion Bird's divine flame, Ye Fan didn't expect it at all.
For the sake of the blueprint in his mind, for the sake of the people he cared about, and for the sake of survival, he needed a foothold!
If he couldn't pass the immortal palace's test today, he wouldn't be fit to talk about the future!
There was no rehearsal. Since he had made his decision, Ye Fan would only choose to go all out! “
Sir God of Swords, you really are thinking for us old fellows … "
Phillips came back to his senses, and his old eyes flickered with light as he said, "If one of us, unfortunately, dies in the examination, then you will naturally pass, and the immortal palace will not pursue this matter.
The Three Saints of the Immortal Palace, since they occupied a large amount of the Immortal Palace's resources and enjoyed their reputation, they naturally had to bear this responsibility … No
Ever since the establishment of the Immortal Palace, there has never been a time when the Three Saints would die in the examination. I have to remind you of this.
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