In the Martial God City, the Wuzong Hall.
Tang Batian, the leader of Wuzong, was dressed in purple robes and sat at the top of the table. Below him were the elders of Wuzong.
Even though the great elder died in Immortal Burial Valley and the four heroes of Wuzong died in Beizhou, there are still seven second-level experts in Wuzong at this moment.
Seeing this scene, the three masters of the Tao, Fa, and Wu sects on the side couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.
Although they and Wuzong are called the four major sects, in terms of strength, the three of them together may be able to compete with Wuzong.
As if he was deliberately showing off, Tang Batian looked at Mo Liusheng and the other three sect leaders, and said with a smile: "The talents of our Wuzong have withered in recent years. There are only about thirty extraordinary and powerful people left, especially the second-grade ones." There are less than ten people left.”
Mo Liusheng couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and thought to himself: Are you showing off on purpose? There are more than thirty extraordinary ones and seven second-grade ones. Our three major sects combined only have so many.
Of course, he couldn't say these words, so he could only smile slightly at Tang Batian and said: "Zong Master Tang is joking. In recent years, Wuzong has been full of talents, and its strength is the first in the mainland. No one can shake it."
Tang Batian laughed loudly and said: "Zongzhu Mo's words are too exaggerated. If he is really the leader of the continent, how can anyone challenge my Wuzong?"
So he was waiting for me here... Mo Liusheng said with a smile: "That's because the other party doesn't know the heights of the world. Once he suffers a big loss, he will know how powerful Wu Zong is."
Tang Batian was very satisfied and laughed: "Sect Master Mo is right, this time I must let him see the power of my Wuzong."
Outside the main hall, a green light flashed across the sky. The blue light was so fast that no one noticed it.
The blue light rushed straight towards the Martial God City, and finally stopped over the Martial God City.
The person who came was none other than Qin Fan. He was dressed in black warrior uniform, standing on a blue long sword, with his hands behind his back, and his face was calm as he glanced down.
"What a Wuzong, he actually used a city as his mountain gate! This is like a local emperor!"
The current scale of Wuzong is indeed similar to that of the Imperial Power, and it is even more domineering than the Imperial Power.
Qin Fan's arrival did not attract the attention of the outer disciples of Wuzong.
However, Tang Batian, who was drinking tea with the other three sect leaders in the main hall, suddenly felt something.
He gently put down the tea cup, his eyes shining brightly: "He's here."
Mo Liusheng also sensed that in terms of perception, Taoism is definitely the best in the world.
However, he was a good person and could not say it before Tang Batian could.
"Sect Master Tang, let's go out and see who dares to challenge Wuzong!"
"Okay." Tang Batian waved his sleeves and strode forward.
Behind him, everyone hurriedly followed.
In the square outside the Wuzong Hall, everyone headed by Tang Batian lined up, looking at the young man hovering in mid-air with a sword.
"Are you Qin Fan?" Tang Batian knew Qin Fan's name.
The fourth elder beside him hurriedly whispered: "The sect master is him."
After saying that, he quickly lowered his head, fearing that Qin Fan would see him.
Qin Fan fell down, stood ten meters in front of Tang Batian and others, and said calmly: "It's me."
Tang Batian looked at Qin Fan carefully, and the more he looked, the more shocked he became: This kid is only in his early twenties. He is definitely not one of those old monsters with good looks. He can actually kill the four heroes of the Wuzong!
"Boy, you're very nice, but it's a pity. To be honest, you shouldn't have come."
Tang Batian actually cherished talents. Indeed, Wu Zong had not produced a genius like Qin Fan for a long time.
Qin Fan sneered: "Your Wuzong is not a dragon or a tiger's den, why can't I come?"
Tang Batian said: "Since you are here, it means that you are very confident to be my enemy, Wuzong. In this case, any more words I say will be nonsense."
Tang Batian waved his hand: "Get him."
"yes!"
The two extraordinary strong men immediately flew forward and pounced on him. They did not believe that at Qin Fan's age, he could kill the four heroes of the Wuzong.
If Qin Fan can be killed, their status in Wuzong will rise to the top.
"Seeking death!" Qin Fan spat out two words lightly. As soon as his thoughts came to his mind, the Luoying Sword immediately appeared in his hand and he swung it at the two of them.
A green sword light was as delicate and transparent as cicada wings, which ordinary people could not see clearly.
However, the expressions of the two extraordinary strong men who rushed over suddenly changed drastically.
The expression of excitement on his face just now turned into panic.
"Don't force it!"
One of them yelled and hurriedly hid aside.
However, his speed was far behind compared to that sword light.
Before he could dodge, the green sword light had already passed through his waist, and another person was also hit by the sword light.
The extremely thin cyan sword light was extremely sharp, like the fastest steel knife in the world, and was cut in half by the two of them.
Even when the two fell down, their upper and lower bodies still kept running forward.
Even if an extraordinary person possesses powerful energy and blood, it is impossible to survive this situation.
The whole square was silent, deathly silent.
Kill the extraordinary with one sword!
And there are still two of them!
"Oh my God, what kind of strength is this kid? Two extraordinary strong men were killed by him with one sword!" Many disciples of the Wuzong looked at this scene with horrified faces, their mouths wide open for a long time and they could not close their mouths.
Mo Liusheng's eyes shone, and he was shocked: "What a fast sword! What a powerful sword!"
Qin Fan's sword is indeed very fast and very strong.
The head of Wu Zong exclaimed: "Brother Tang, no wonder this boy dares to come to Wuzong to challenge you. It seems that he has the ability."
The leader of Fa Zong seemed to be gloating about his misfortune. He burst out laughing: "Old witch, what do you mean by this? Do you look down on Wuzong?"
"He alone can suppress Wuzong!"
The head of the Wu Sect glared at him: "You old fox, don't misinterpret my meaning. I just want to remind Brother Tang to be careful, so as not to capsize in the gutter!"
Tang Batian had always been expressionless, but when he looked at Qin Fan, there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes.
"Stop arguing!"
The two sect masters, Wu Sect and Fa Sect, each snorted coldly, and neither of them glared at the other in disbelief and remained silent.
Tang Batian looked at Qin Fan with a stern look: "Boy, you are so cruel to kill two extraordinary warriors from my Wuzong with just one move!"
"This time, if you are allowed to leave my Wuzong alive, then my Wuzong will be closed down!"
Qin Fan sneered: "Vicious? When your Wuzong sent people to Beizhou to massacre ordinary people, who said you were vicious?"
"And don't worry, even if your Wuzong doesn't close its doors this time, I will let you disband."
Mo Liusheng raised his eyelids: Good boy, he is not here to challenge Wuzong this time, he is clearly going to destroy Wuzong!
The masters of Wu Sect and Fa Sect also looked shocked: "Destroy Wuzong," for thousands of years, no one except Qingming Sword Immortal dared to say this. This guy is considered the number one!
Qin Fan's words aroused the bloodshed of everyone in Wuzong.
"Bah, boy, don't be ashamed to talk so loudly. Who do you think you are? Why did our Wuzong disband when you said it was disbanded?"
"Don't talk nonsense with him, let me kill this arrogant thing first!"
