Hearing the voice, the seven of them slowed down.
If Yun Fan didn't say anything, he could defeat Teng Yanfei with one move. However, Yun Fan had spoken, so they had to face Yun Fan if they wanted to fight.
"Yun Fan, strength speaks in the Dragon Ranking Battle. Do you think you can take him to the next round alone?
Only four of us can stay. If you want to stay, there's nothing much to say. But if you take another person, that'll take up half of the spots. Do you think everyone will agree? "
The Violent Saber Sect's disciples stared at Yun Fan. His words moved the others.
Hai Ping was dead. If two more people were eliminated, then there would be three left. As long as three more were eliminated, the battle would be over.
"You're right. Strength speaks in the end. What? You don't like it? If you don't like it, then come at me. I'll take on all of you. "
"Looks like you want to make everyone angry. You guys, do you want to come at me together? "
As soon as the Violent Saber Sect's disciple spoke, Yun Fan slashed over.
"You don't have the guts, but you still want to come out!"
Even those at the second level of the Ascension Realm wouldn't be able to take this attack easily.
The other party was already prepared. When he saw Yun Fan attack, he immediately took a step back and slashed with his saber.
The saber and sword clashed, and the Violent Saber Sect's disciple was forced to retreat. He roared, "What are you guys waiting for? If they don't go down, there's only two spots left. "
The others glanced at each other and suddenly charged at Yun Fan. As for Teng Yanfei, he was put aside.
As long as they got rid of Yun Fan, Teng Yanfei would naturally be eliminated. But if they didn't get rid of Yun Fan and got rid of Teng Yanfei, they would face crazy revenge. At this moment, no one wanted to be in the limelight.
"Sir, I'll help you!"
"No need. Although I like to fight one on one, I prefer group fights."
Yun Fan smiled, causing Teng Yanfei to be stunned.
Ganging up on him was fine, but this was a f * cking ganging up on him!
"Old Liu, this disciple of your Cloud Cloud Sect is very arrogant. This is courting death! "In the spectator stands, Ning Zhongtao said coldly.
"Since he chose to be arrogant, then it doesn't matter if he dies without strength."
Liu Wenzhu was very calm. Although he was not very sure about Yun Fan's strength, the strongest among the seven people present was only on the Third Level Mortal Shedding Stage. No matter how many of such people there were, it was impossible for them to kill Yun Fan.
"Looks like Old Liu is very confident. However, I don't think he can hold on for long."
Li Gaoyuan was somewhat disdainful. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't make a move, he really wanted to kill Yun Fan with his own hands.
Liu Wenzhu remained expressionless at his words. She said indifferently, "We'll know if we keep watching."
The spectators were watching, and so were the people on the Dragon Pillars.
The remaining people were very likely to be their opponents. The more they understood, the higher their chances of winning.
The silver knife in Bai Liang's hand suddenly stopped. He said in a low voice, "Interesting person, decent strength, ruthless enough!"
"This is my first time hearing such a high evaluation of someone. What's wrong? Do you think he can replace you? "Ling Batian smiled.
"He doesn't stand a chance. However, he can still ascend the Dragon Pillar if he performs well."
The silver knife in his hand moved again. He really didn't care about the battle below. If this kid wasn't ruthless enough, he wouldn't even have said anything.
"Hehe, I don't think so. I think he can defeat you. "
"Ling Batian, what do you mean? If you want to fight, I'll fight with you later! "
Ling Batian immediately shut his mouth. He wasn't afraid of Bai Liang, but he was annoyed. If he was really entangled with this guy, he wouldn't be able to do anything.
Although Bai Liang was handsome and behaved well, Ling Batian only knew how crazy he was. However, he only knew how crazy Bai Liang was when he faced Bai Liang.
Seeing that Ling Batian had shut his mouth, Bai Liang couldn't help but look at Yun Fan again.
Just like how Ling Batian understood him, he also understood Ling Batian. To a certain extent, Ling Batian's foresight was even higher than his. Ling Batian actually said that Yun Fan could defeat him. His heart was filled with curiosity.
Yun Fan was surrounded by a few people, and his sword moved like a snake. Every time he swung his sword, he would attack his opponent's vital points. He would not defend himself, and then attack.
Of course, this wasn't the main point. The main point was that in the time it took to say a few words, there were already three corpses on the ground.
Every corpse was split into two halves. Violent, bloody!
This was the will of the wind!
Bai Liang was shocked. This was the first time he saw Yun Fan use his intent. The will of the wind not only strengthened his attack, but also increased his speed.
A ray of sword light lit up. The faint green light was like a firefly compared to the massive attacks from the surrounding people.
However, this inconspicuous light penetrated through the attacks and landed on the three of them.
The sword fell, and miserable cries sounded.
Although there was no dismemberment this time, a bloody line appeared on the three people's necks. Fresh blood spurted out wildly. Just retreating, three figures fell down.
Still not stopping?
They were going to exterminate all of them!
Including the three people just now, there were already six corpses lying on the ground. This match was four out of ten. According to the rules, there was no need to fight anymore. However, Yun Fan did not stop.
Seeing that the longsword broke through the opponent's attack and was about to stab into the opponent's chest, suddenly, a gentle force hit Yun Fan's arm.
Yun Fan involuntarily moved to the side, looking at the referee who made a move in confusion.
"Senior, as the only referee on the field, suddenly making a move seems to be against the rules!"
"Stinking brat, there's only the two of them left. If they continue to kill, there won't even be four. Oh, right, I'm called Yang Xu. You can call me Elder Yang! "
Yang Xu shook his head.
He could tell that Yun Fan's actions were not pretentious. A person could actually forget himself in a spar. This was the first time he saw it.
Under normal circumstances, one would only have such a feeling when they were really involved in a battle. However, a spar was a spar. How many people could treat it as a real battle?
What a good kid. He entered the battle state so quickly. The most valuable thing was that he was so young. If he was nurtured in the future, he might even be able to make a name for himself in Western Province!
"Elder Yang, I'm sorry! I really didn't pay attention. Next time, I'll definitely count before making a move! "
When the remaining two people heard this, they could not help but sway.
'Damn it, isn't this too much of a show-off?'
'Don't you f * cking know how to count?' 'There are only ten people in total, and you want me to f * cking count?'
When they thought of the sword just now, they could not help but feel a chill down their spines. If Yang Xu had not made a move, only Yun Fan and Teng Yanfei would be alive on the field.
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