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Chapter 585

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"Interesting." Long Bufan rubbed his nose. Although he was a little surprised in his heart, this sort of test was clearly more realistic and could better reflect everyone's combat strength.

"Give me a longsword."

A youth with a scar on the side of his face moved his thoughts and the phantom of a longsword immediately appeared in his hand. Most of the disciples of Ling Xuanwu Province used swords. The longsword was a standard weapon, but it had many variations and was abnormally sharp.

The moment the young man with a scar on his face held the long sword, a trace of malevolence flashed through his eyes. Suddenly, he stabbed the young man in front of him. "Puchi" The sharp long sword directly pierced through the young man's back. Blood splattered everywhere, fully demonstrating the realism of the stone tablet's illusion array!

"Ahhh!"

The youth miserably howled. As his body faded away, he turned his head to look at the scarred youth behind him. He discovered that this fellow was actually his roommate. He couldn't help but angrily curse, "Wang Mang, you dare to sneak attack me? Despicable!"

"I'm sorry, brother. There can only be one victor in this test, so I can only strike first." The scarred youth chuckled. Then, with a shake of the longsword in his hand, he completely ended the youth's life.

His name was Wang Mang and he was 26 years old. When he left the sect to experience the world, he had been a mercenary for a period of time. He had killed people and suffered a blade before. Now, his cultivation was at the first stage of the Divine Sea realm. He had rich combat experience and a ruthless personality. Moreover, he was extremely strong. During the stone tablet's strength test, Wang Mang's fist strength had reached 9000 jins.

"What a realistic smell of blood." Wang Mang licked the blood off his longsword as a sinister smile appeared on his fierce face. Due to the sect's rules, he was not allowed to kill fellow disciples within the sect. He had been very bored with the previous season's assessment, so this life-like killing formation was very much to his taste.

"Kill!"

Then, Wang Mang fiercely roared. He gripped his sword with both hands and rushed into the crowd.

Hearing this roar, the people on the altar recovered from their shock. The disciples that were able to enter the inner halls were clearly not ordinary people. Their reactions were also extremely fast. With a thought, they all took out weapons from the array formation and began to fiercely kill each other.

At this moment, Long Bufan, who was standing at the edge of the altar, saw a muscular man who had set him as a target. The muscular man wielded a broadsword and charged at him fiercely.

Facing this late-stage Profound Gate Stage martial artist, Long Bufan didn't panic at all. Using the Concept of Wind's Speed Movement Technique, he swiftly dodged the opponent's machete. Then, he circulated the Black Devil Formula to the extreme, causing the origin energy in his entire body to explode. He abruptly clenched his fist, causing his knuckles to crackle.

"Die!" Long Bufan roared, his fist swinging out like lightning, containing the vibrations of the yuan strength of ten thousand pounds, suddenly exploding.

Bang!

This punch directly smashed into the muscular man's head. Kacha! The crisp sound of his skull shattering rang out strangely!

In the next instant, the aggressive muscular man was actually sent flying by Long Bufan's punch. He didn't even have time to cry out in pain in the air. His skull was shattered into pieces by the ferocious force, and his brain was smashed into mush. He couldn't be more dead. He was directly eliminated from the competition!

Killing his opponent with a single punch, Long Bufan's eyes were filled with bloodthirsty battle intent. He circulated the origin energy in his body to the extreme, and like Wang Mang, he charged into the crowd like a ferocious beast. His fists were like cannons, and his kicks were like the wind. He was unstoppable!

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