Fantasy: Traveling To The Exciting World Written By Yourself

When everyone appeared again, they were already at the unique competition ground of Tianji Shen Pavilion.

The happiest person is undoubtedly Wu Wuji.

Apart from Song Zimiao, he was most interested in Fang Yan.

Wu Wuji believed in his own vision, Fang Yan's martial arts was definitely not bad.

Very simple.

Wu Wuji has already seen that Fang Yan has definitely practiced external skills and physical training.

Such a person's martial arts cannot be too bad.

External physical training is the most painful way of cultivation. Without determination and perseverance, it is difficult to achieve success.

Wu Wuji refined his body with external skills and entered the third level of immortality. This is also the reason for his superior combat power.

At this moment, Wu Wuji wanted to see the Council Elders make a fool of themselves.

The candidate for the Son of God who challenged Fang Yan was named Zhan Feng, and he was recommended by the Elder Hall.

It has to be said that Zhan Feng is outstanding. Before he is a hundred years old, he has practiced to the Eight Transformations of Longevity. His martial arts is so strong that there is no doubt about it.

Zhanfeng was indeed unconvinced.

Although Zhan Feng is not a semi-saint of spiritual power, he is a master of spiritual power.

His mental strength reached level 43, which was still two levels away from being a half-saint in terms of mental strength. 27

With Zhanfeng's qualifications and the strong support of the saint family behind him, he will definitely become a spiritual semi-sage within three hundred years.

Because of this, Zhan Feng has no intention of being convinced that Fang Yan is a semi-sage with spiritual power.

He can also reach the level of half-saint in spiritual power.

In terms of cultivation, Zhan Feng's Eight Transformations of Longevity crushed Fang Yan's early Taiqing realm.

To put it bluntly, in terms of potential, Zhan Feng thinks he is not inferior to Fang Yan.

In other words, Zhan Feng felt that Fang Yan became the Son of God entirely because of the recommendation of the Goddess, rather than Fang Yan's own ability.

this moment.

Fang Yan and Zhan Feng were both standing on a giant competition platform. It was a round platform with a diameter of more than a thousand kilometers, which was comparable to that of a country.

However.

It is such an exaggerated competition stage that may be destroyed at any time.

The fighting power of Wanshou Nine Transformations is so terrifying that it can blow up a country at will, just as easily as breathing.

In fact, Taiqingjing can do this.

However, everyone knew very well that the main battlefield of Fang Yan and Zhan Feng was by no means located on the competition stage, but in the empty sky above the competition stage.

"If you have any other requests, just ask them and I will satisfy you."

When the referee not far away was about to speak, Fang Yan looked at Zhan Feng and asked meaningfully.

Hearing this, Zhan Feng felt something strange in his heart. Fang Yan's words seemed like asking him to tell his last words.

It is undeniable that Zhan Feng had the idea of ​​killing Fang Yan, but it was obviously unrealistic.

Unless he proposes a life and death fight.

However.

Zhanfeng did not have the courage.

Even if he is not the Son of God, Zhan Feng believes that he will go further than Fang Yan in the future.

He is better than Fang Yan.

"you sure?"

Zhanfeng suddenly thought of something.

"Say it.

Fang Yan said casually.

"good."

Zhan Feng smiled, then looked at the two other candidates for the Son of God who were competing, and said: "You guys also come here together, Lord Son of God said one-on-one is boring."

"What?!"

Everyone was a little surprised when they heard this.

Isn’t this Fang Yan a little crazy?

However, it is indeed a bit bullying to think that Fang Yan is a semi-sage with spiritual power and really has to go one-on-one with Zhan Feng.

In fact, many people are skeptical that Fang Yan is a half-sage with spiritual power. Some even think that Fang Yan may have swallowed some elixir that allowed his mental power to reach half-sage within a short period of time. Holy.

Once the potion wears off, Fang Yan's true colors will be revealed.

but.

If you think about it carefully, this possibility is not impossible, but it is not possible.

Hong Zhenhai's reputation and authority are there, so he won't resort to fraud.

As a result, everyone is more curious about Fang Yan's real combat power as a half-saint with spiritual power. I hope he is not the kind of half-saint with spiritual power in a vase, who only has the realm of half-saint but does not have the power of half-saint.

The other two candidates for the Son of God were startled when they heard this. They had cursed Zhan Feng countless times in their hearts, but they had no reason to refuse.

If they refuse, they will be completely cut off from the Son of God. Even if Fang Yan leaves office voluntarily, it will not be their turn.

If they don't refuse, they will completely offend the Son of God, and their future may not be easy.

finally.

The two candidates for the Son of God had no choice but to go up there.

Fang Yan was not surprised at all by this scene, he had everything under control.

soon.

The three candidates for the Son of God surrounded the city workers with the power of their horns.

"Let me see how strong your mental power is!"

Zhan Feng spoke first, full of urgency and arrogance.

He felt that even if Fang Yan was a semi-saint in spiritual power, he would be at the forty-fifth level at most, just touching the line.

Zhan Feng is at the forty-third level, so the gap between him and Fang Yan is only two levels. Although it is huge, it is not impossible to make up.

the reason is simple.

Zhanfeng has spiritual weapons.

Spiritual divine weapons are the rarest divine weapons.

Zhanfeng didn't think Fang Yan could get it.

Zhan Feng had already seen that the clothes Fang Yan was wearing were prepared by Song Zimiao for him.

That day, he happened to see Wei Zimiao going shopping for documents and clothes.

There is nothing special about a son of God who only eats soft food.

This is Zhanfeng’s real confidence.

After he became a saint, he was not comparable to a disciple from a humble family like Fang Yan.

In Zhan Feng's eyes, Taixuan Holy Sect was still just a poor family.

"Mental strength?"

Hearing this, Fang Yan shook his head and said, "Did I say I would use mental power?"

"What?!"

Zhan Feng and the other three candidates for the Son of God couldn't help but be surprised.

If you don’t use mental power, do you need to use martial arts?

What a pity!

In the eyes of the three candidates for the Son of God, Zhan Feng, the martial arts in Taiqing Realm are like children's play house.

Grand Pavilion Master Hong Zhen 630 Hai was also surprised, but there was a hint of surprise in his heart. This little guy is really not simple. No wonder the goddess would recommend him.

Originally, the Grand Pavilion Master thought that the goddess's recommendation of Fang Yan as the Son of God would be more personal, but now it seems that there may be many surprises hidden there.

Wu Wuji, the commander of Tianwu, looked at Fang Yan's back with great interest. No one knew what he was thinking.

The chief council elder, Dong Changqing, kept squinting his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"It only takes one knife to defeat you."

Fang Yan added.

As the saying goes, if you don't say anything, you will die!

"Arrogant!"

At this moment, Zhan Feng was completely angry, and his originally dark eyes suddenly turned blood red.

"kill!"

Zhan Feng shouted loudly.

"kill!"

The other two candidates for the Son of God had the same reaction, and their eyes instantly turned blood red.

"kill me?"

Fang Yan sneered.

"Seven mysterious sword techniques, Wu Xuan Wuji!"

The moment the Qixuan Snow Sword was revealed, the entire competition ground fell into chaotic darkness.

The cold light flashed, and the competition ground returned to its original appearance again.

Zhanfeng's three candidates for the Son of God were all lying on the ground, completely lifeless.

The next moment, the entire competition stage turned into dust and flew away with the wind, leaving only three corpses suspended in the air, which Fang Yan deliberately kept.

"this?!"

When everyone saw this, there was a sudden silence.

No one dares to speak!