quiet!

Deadly silence!

There was a pungent smell of blood on the battlefield!

On the Demon Platform, the remaining limbs and flesh flew everywhere, and the flesh was covered with blood!

After activating the ancestor's imprint and burning the death core of the monk's origin, the arrogant Moses was still defeated and was shattered by Ye Fan's punch. The scene was too shocking.

Many people have twitching their eyelids and they can't believe their eyes.

“Too…too…too fierce!”

Someone stammered and said the voices of everyone.

Indeed, it's too fierce!

Just one punch, the purple diamond-like iron fist is like a purple sun, deeply imprinted in everyone's minds and cannot be erased.

Absolutely shocking!

After all, after burning the origin, Moss' combat power increased exponentially and could definitely compete with the strongest successors of the ten major families.

However

Under Ye Fan's iron fist, he was as vulnerable as a native chicken and a tile dog.

This result shocked everyone, and many people lamented that Ye Fan was really too strong, with an invincible posture and an unstoppable rise.

On the Demon Platform!

Ye Fanyi was not stained with blood, her eyes were cold, and she walked in the void, like a demon lord who was in the dust, exuding an unparalleled powerful aura.

"Chew!"

He pointed out, and a magic fire fell down, burning the remaining flesh of Moss, and a pungent burning smell filled the air, making people feel nauseous.

Then, under the shocked eyes of everyone, Ye Fan walked down from the Heavenly Demon Platform step by step and returned to Zi Huan.

"It's over!"

The patriarch of the Moss family seemed to have been thrusted, and suddenly collapsed on the ground, his face decayed.

He knew that after this battle, Ye Fan would definitely enter the top ten without any controversy and become one of the strongest ten people.

In this life, it is impossible to avenge Moss, and it may even be suppressed by the city lord.

Coincidentally, the head of the Mo family also became soft and fell on the seat behind him, with his eyes emitting a desperate light.

Both of his parents and children died at Ye Fan's hands. It can be said that the hatred is as deep as the sea and the hatred is higher than the sky.

However

Once Ye Fan enters the top ten, it means that the Purple Demon family will become one of the ten major families. Not to mention revenge, it is already considered a burning incense to be burned if the Mo family is not suppressed by the Purple Demon family.

"Purple Leaf Sail..."

Xing Tian clenched his steel teeth, his face turned ashen, and a harsh and resentful light flashed through his eyes.

Moss was his number one lackey, and he was killed like this, but he was unable to force Ye Fan out of his true strength. This made him angry and a little uneasy.

"I don't believe you can still go against the will of heaven!"

Xing Tian gritted his teeth secretly, shot a fierce light in his eyes, and decided to take action himself, kill Ye Fan with the most cruel means in the top ten qualifying match to avenge his previous humiliation.

He would never tolerate Ye Fan surviving, and even if he entered the top ten, he would still have the chance to kill him.

Dead people have no value!

As long as Ye Fan dies, there will naturally be others who will take over his position.

Then...

Thinking of the stunning Zihuan's scene of being cheering under his crotch and letting him humiliate him, Xing Tian outlined a cruel smile on his lips.

As the battle ended, many people's eyes were filled with complex emotions when they looked at Ye Fan!

Some weak families naturally hope that Ye Fan can win, thereby changing the existing pattern. Only in the turmoil can these small families make profits.

However, those families who lost their successors accounted for Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's strength was beyond everyone's expectations. Such strength would definitely kill most of the contestants.

Their successor passed away in the forest of monsters, so they naturally suspected that Ye Fan killed their successor.

With this complicated mood, many people's eyes when they looked at Ye Fan were filled with deep hostility.

"The trial competition is so cruel. If you are not prepared to die in battle, don't come to participate."

The powerful old man's voice was like rolling thunder, resounding in every corner of the entire Demon Platform, shocking many weak monks' hearts and ears roaring.

"If you don't have such awareness, then you can participate in any selection competition. Go back home." The mighty old man opened his hair and beard and his voice was like a lion's roar, and he immediately suppressed the discussions from the audience.

"Given that both of them have just finished the competition in the tenth group and need time to adjust their breathing and cultivate, the next game will start from the ninth group." The mighty old man's eyes were like bronze bells, his cold eyes swept across everyone, and he announced coldly.

The holy weapon has a short-term memory function, and the breath of each contestant will be recorded, and the city lord no longer needs to be activated by himself.

"Chew!"

"Chew!"

Two rays of light shot out from the eye sockets of the huge skull and landed on Mu Tianhe and another young man named Baili Han.

"brush!"

Mu Tianhe moved his feet and turned into a ray of light to climb onto the Heavenly Demon Platform, like a demon god, emitting a powerful aura.

"Come up and die!"

"You are the one who wants to die!"

Baili Han was not afraid at all, and faced him with tit-for-tat, spreading his arms, like a big roc spreading its wings, falling lightly on the Demon Platform.

"Give me your choice, or die!"

Mu Tianhe's voice was cold, without any emotion. The cold tone seemed to come from hell, with a cold murderous intent.

"Go to die!"

Baili Han's eyes completely turned cold, turning all the worries and fears in his heart into a strong murderous aura.

It’s useless to be afraid. If you fight to the death, you may have a glimmer of hope. If you are timid, you will definitely die.

"Swoosh!"

The two of them moved in an instant, turning into two lightning bolts, colliding hard together.

"boom!"

A violent light burst out from between the two, like a burning sun, making the real sun in the sky pale.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on the Demon Platform.

Both of them are at the peak of the magician, with the same realm and similar combat power.

Who can win?

"ah……"

"My eyes..."

Some weak monks screamed, their eyes burst into tears, and they could not stare at them.

"boom!"

In an instant, lightning and thunder were like lightning, and the demon clouds rolled on the demon stage, and the dead energy filled the air. The beams of death torn the sky and the earth and slashed across.

Both of them were like lightning, and they were about to part with one touch, constantly bursting out dazzling light, and various martial arts and secrets emerged one after another.

"Crane roars in the sky!"

Among the rolling demon clouds, Mu Tianhe's long roar came, and the sound shook the sky and shook the demon clouds.

Immediately afterwards, a gray magic crane slammed into the sky, and its sharp beak swooped down like a sky sword, with an extremely sharp murderous intent.

"kill!"

Baili Han had a large black gun in his hand, and he picked up a series of gun lights to attack Mu Tianhe's crane beak.

"Clang!"

The big gun collided with the crane's beak, making a clanging sound, just like the sound of gold and iron.

"Ten strikes on the sky!"

A gun blocked Mu Tianhe's attack, Baili Han's confidence soared. The big gun in his hand transformed into tens of spear lights, and pointed out vortex-shaped sharp lights.

This is the strongest secret skill of the Baili family. The vortex-shaped sharp lights can easily penetrate the cultivator's body-protecting demonic energy.

"Bang bang bang..."

Mu Tianhe's face turned pale, and his fists were alternately shot. He struck the gun with sharp fists, making a sound like a thunderous sound.

"brush!"
To be continued...