For experts at the level of the Three Saints of the Immortal Palace, to determine whether a person was qualified to establish a sect or not, they didn't need a few moves to figure it out. They could even tell most of it with a single glance.
Therefore, even if there were some talented newcomers in history, even if the Three Saints of the Immortal Palace were no match for them, they wouldn't be so blind as to send themselves to their deaths.
Those with strength would stop after fighting for a while.
Those newcomers who came to participate in the examination, even if they had the strength, they wouldn't be unable to appreciate the kindness of the underground assassin. one
Killing one of the Three Saints of the Immortal Palace did not necessarily mean that he was number one in the world. It would only make a group of sage realm experts in the Blessed Paradises feel that this person was a threat.
It was not worth it to provoke a fatal disaster or become a thorn in the side of some people.
After all, the Three Saints of the Immortal Palace were also chosen by the many experts in the Blessed Land. They had a deep foundation and represented the many sage realm experts in the entire Blessed Paradise. one
If you kill their spokesperson, isn't it obvious that you want to go against so many people?
Although the experts of the Immortal Realm would not form a faction, they would not like someone to harm their interests and destroy the stability of the Blessed Paradise. leaf
After hearing Phillips' words, Fan Xian's expression was calm as he calmly nodded his head, "That's good. Otherwise, if I accidentally kill all of you, wouldn't I have fought for nothing?"
"Heh heh..." "You don't have to worry about that." Phillips asked with a relaxed expression, "Then have you decided who to choose as your opponent?" leaf
Fan Xian shrugged his shoulders and said, "I want to give it a try. Why don't the three of you come at me together?"
"What!?"
"Brat, aren't you being too arrogant!?"
Many of the experts present could no longer hold it in and directly slammed the table.
The smile on Phillips' face also disappeared. Ji Wen, who had just picked up the zither, frowned.
He had seen arrogant people, but he had never seen someone so arrogant and lawless!
He had thought that he had met a powerful swordsman, but who would have thought … He had met a madman! “
Sir God of Swords... "This joke is too big." Medicine was the first to laugh. Today, this lunatic would definitely die!
He didn't even need to make any secret deals. The Three Sages probably didn't want to leave him alive anyway.
He curled his lips and stood to the side with the wine jug in his hand. "Sigh..." You're quite bold, but your brain isn't that bright … "Beast
Saint Bretton stroked his pet mouse with one hand and grinned, "Although the true experts in the world are mostly conceited and paranoid eccentrics, lunatics in the eyes of outsiders …"
To be conceited to such an extent … It is truly rare. Could it be that all swordsmen with monarch level sword intent have such a personality?
Ye Fan looked around and asked, "What, can't I do it?"
The Zither Saint's delicate and fair face revealed a handsome smile, but his gaze was rather cold as he said, "The Three Saints of the Immortal Palace represent the face of the Immortal Palace.
If the three of us were to face you alone, wouldn't we be laughed at by others?
You can only choose one. If you really don't know who to choose, I'm willing to use my clumsy zither music to test your monarch level sword intent …
Don't worry, my strength is only at the bottom of the three saints. I'm not as good as the Devil King and the Wine Sword Immortal … "
Ye Fan curled his lips, "So it's like that..."
He had a regretful look on his face, but in his heart, he let out a long sigh of relief!
Fortunately, fortunately! They really did not accept it!
Ye Fan was only making such an arrogant suggestion in order to show that he was very powerful!
He knew that the Three Saints of the Immortal Palace would not agree to such a request because of their face.
They all had to fight. If they couldn't pass this trial, even if they could leave this place alive, they would still have a slim chance of survival.
The monarch level sword intent would definitely be seen as a thorn in the side by some people. If it wasn't strong enough, it would definitely be attacked by others.
Rather than that, he might as well be a little more arrogant. If he won, wouldn't it make these people think that he really had the ability to take on all three of them at once?
In this way, his reputation and strength would be maximized, and no one would dare to easily challenge the dignity of the Immortal Sword Sect!
If he had a cow to brag about, it would be a waste not to brag!
After bragging, Ye Fan also had to carefully make a choice … …
"So it's like that... To me, the strongest opponent will always be myself.
In this way, the one who is most similar to me should be the one who is also a swordsman … "leaf
As Fan Xian spoke, his gaze turned towards a man who had not spoken a single word from the beginning to the end.
The man was wearing a long gray robe, meticulously buttoned up, and his short black hair neatly combed behind his ears. He was holding a book in his hand, quietly reading.
His eyebrows were thick, his beard was clean, and his appearance was not bad. However, compared to Ji Wen, he looked mediocre.
He looked like a gentle storyteller, very refined.
When everyone heard Ye Fan's words, they also silently looked over, their eyes revealing a playful and expectant look.
Fan Xian walked over and curiously picked up a green jade wine cup in front of the man, sniffing the purplish-red liquid inside. “
"Is this juice?"
The elegant man put down the book, slowly stood up, and said with a smile, "It's a fruit collected in Huolintian. The freshly squeezed juice tastes pretty good. Do you want some?" leaf
Fan Xian asked curiously, "Out of all the people here, it seems like you're the only one who hasn't drunk, but you're the Wine Sword Immortal. Why is that?"
The Wine Sword Immortal smiled and asked, "My cup doesn't stop. It's true that when I was young, I drank wine to practice my swordsmanship, but …" I've already abstained from drinking for hundreds of years.
"Don't stop drinking?" When Fan Xian heard the name of the Wine Sword Immortal, and then heard him say that he had "abstained from drinking" for hundreds of years, he couldn't help but laugh: "Who called out this Wine Sword Immortal? Wouldn't that be unrelated to you? "
No one in the world would have thought that the Wine Sword Immortal was actually a person who didn't drink a single drop of wine, and even advised people not to drink! “
Heh heh... "" The title I used when I was young is not worth mentioning. Everyone likes to call me that, so I naturally have no objections. "
Fan Xian nodded, "Then I'll have to trouble Senior Wine Sword Immortal to test me?"
He looked at Phillips and Ji Wen awkwardly, "I didn't expect that I would be chosen even though I've been silent all this time …"
"Haha..." "Brother Cup, since this Sword God is a swordsman with an emperor level sword intent, he must be especially sensitive to sword intent."
Even if you were to sit there and not touch a single drop of wine, he wouldn't be mistaken.
"If he can't even tell who is the Wine Sword Immortal and who is the drunkard, then his Emperor level sword intent is probably fake …"
As he said this, he helplessly glanced at the bearded man who had been drinking all this time.
The bearded man grinned and said, "You guys really don't say. I really thought that he would mistake me for Brother Cup, haha …"
Bei Mo Ting shook his head and gestured with his hand, "Well, I haven't fought with a swordsman for many years. Please, Your Excellency …"
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