The Mightest Leveling System Chapter 1808

Chapter 1808 - Top Disciple in the Outer Sect

The instant the two of them rushed out, Fang Tianhan released his Nine days and Ten Places Killing s.p.a.ce.

By the time he realized it, it was too late.

"Buzz, Buzz!"

Two buzzing sounds could be heard, Zhang Sanqian's two disciples immediately floated in mid air, unable to move.

Killing intent raged.

The sword beams swept out.

The Spirit Firmament Sword in Fang Tianhan's hand moved, slas.h.i.+ng!

"Boom, boom!"

The bodies of the two disciples were torn into pieces, exploding in midair, their corpses falling onto the ground, the scene was too horrible to look at.

Fang Tianhan sneered, "Two pieces of trash sneak attacked me?"

"You overestimate yourself!"

He was exceptionally pleased with himself.

What he was proud of was not because he had killed Zhang Sanqian's disciple, but because the Nine days and Ten Places Killing s.p.a.ce Zhang Sanqian he had released did not immediately sense it.

This meant that the comprehension of this technique was completely above Zhang Sanqian's!

This was what he was most proud of.

Zhang Sanqian's brows tightly knitted, and stared straight at Fang Tianhan, and said: "You want to kill him in front of me?"

This was no longer a slap in the face.

This caused Zhang Sanqian to be stomped on the ground, and he fiercely smacked him with his big mouth.

Moreover, it was to slap his face in front of the entire G.o.d rare sect's disciples, and to be slapped in the face by his own direct disciples so that he no longer had any face left.

Zhang Sanqian clenched his fists tightly, the Spirit Qi around his body surging and rolling.

An extremely strong killing intent was released, his eyes stared wide!

"Buzz!"

A roar resounded in the air.

It was as if a prehistoric beast had suddenly opened its eyes. The pressure was so great that it seemed to be able to topple mountains and crush seas.

"Plop!"

He heavily kneeled on the ground, unable to withstand the impact.

Fang Tianhan's face turned pale white, his cultivation could not compare to Zhang Sanqian's, and he was unable to withstand the pressure of his cultivation realm.

In the blink of an eye, he was squashed to the ground and knelt down.

It was extremely uncomfortable.

Fang Tianhan was not happy, he immediately activated the sword intent on his body, slas.h.i.+ng the sword in his hand, "Break for me!"

Without waiting for his sword to come out, Zhang Sanqian's eyes turned cold, "Bullying Master to destroy my ancestors, you still dare to attack me?"

"Boom!"

"Rumble!"

The air exploded, and the surrounding powerful energy crazily rushed out, instantly shattering Fang Tianhan's sword strokes and causing his entire body to tremble.

"Puchi!"

A mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth.

It was also at this time.

Luo Wanhong smiled, took a step forward, said lightly: "Sect Master, don't go too far, he is now my disciple."

As soon as he finished.

The pressure from Luo Wanhong's body rushed forward and blocked off the pressure on him.

Fang Tianhan loosened his body and crawled up from the ground, as if he was rus.h.i.+ng towards Zhang Sanqian. The anger in his heart surged, and the killing intent that grew in his mind became even stronger.

So what if he was a teacher?

So what if it was the Sect Leader?

Even if they p.i.s.sed him off, he would still kill them!

However, it was stopped by Luo Wanhong.

His objective had already been achieved, Zhang Sanqian's face was on the ground, the sect master's prestige had completely disappeared, and in the days to come, it would be difficult for him to even take a single step in G.o.d rare sect.

This was Luo Wanhong's goal.

Luo Wanhong stopped Fang Tianhan, and said to Zhang Sanqian with a smile. "Sect Master, today is the big day of the G.o.d rare sect's selection compet.i.tion, you do not want the compet.i.tion to be impossible, right?"

As they spoke, Luo Wanhong took a step further.

When the pressure pressed down, it suddenly moved.

"Buzz!"

Zhang Sanqian's body trembled slightly, he was extremely shocked in his heart, unable to withstand the strong impact, in such a short period of time, Luo Wanhong's cultivation was already at the same level as his, and maybe even a bit stronger.

If they were to start a war …

He would die!

He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that the G.o.d rare sect would be destroyed.

Zhang Sanqian's aura retracted.

Luo Wanhong smiled lightly and said: "That's more like it."

"Hahaha …"

Laughing, he walked back to his seat.

Fang Tianhan glanced at Zhang Sanqian, revealing a look of contempt.

He was utterly cowardly.

It was useless.

Trash Sect Leader!

Zhang Sanqian's performance was too cowardly, his direct disciple had betrayed him, and his follower had been killed, yet he did not even dare to let out a fart.

How could such a grand master lead them?

Be it the inner sect disciples or the outer sect disciples, they only wors.h.i.+pped powerhouse.

They don't care if you have good intentions or something like that, they will only respect the powerhouse and despise the weak.

This was reality!

Zhang Sanqian let out a light breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and turned to look at the quiet training grounds, where the scene just now was witnessed by tens of thousands of disciples.

He believed it.

He might not be able to stay in the G.o.d rare sect for long.

Zhang Sanqian laughed bitterly, "I'm afraid my only hope now is Long Fei, but …. In less than three months, what can he change? "

Three months was too short a time to change anything.

However …

Zhang Sanqian muttered in his heart: "Back then, he said he would definitely rush back to the selection compet.i.tion. "He won't be able to make it back in time, that's fine too. That way, he will be able to survive safely."

Then.

Zhang Sanqian walked to the front of the stage and said: "Regardless of whether it's the inner sect or outer sect, as long as you have the strength, you can go up on stage to challenge others.

"The selection compet.i.tion begins now!"

As soon as he finished.

The crowd did not boil over.

It was obvious that they were disappointed in the sect master.

The corner of Luo Wanhong's mouth curled up as he smiled.

The Elders beside him all laughed.

"Zhang Sanqian?"

"Hahaha... If you want to fight me, can you fight me? " Luo Wanhong felt disdain in his heart, the entire G.o.d rare sect was already in his hands.

Before long, he would be the next Sect Master.

"Hahaha... "Hahaha..." Luo Wanhong laughed crazily with pride in his heart.

… ….

"Outer sect, w.a.n.g tai!"

"Challenge the inner sect Senior Brother s."

And then …

The ground shook. One of them carried a huge sword on his back. He was nearly two meters tall and had a st.u.r.dy build. When he walked out, he looked like a small moving mountain.

Very strong.

Very domineering.

"Senior Brother w.a.n.g tai challenged the inner sect Senior Brother s the moment he arrived, he's too awesome."

"I heard that he has the legendary Giant blood vein."

"d.a.m.n, just by the fact that he is standing in front of me, I can already feel the pressure. The impact is too great."

"The strongest disciple in the outer court."

… ….

w.a.n.g tai stood on stage and waited quietly.

A few seconds later.

"I'll do it!"

An inner sect disciple flew out and rushed to the arena, saying, "Outer sect disciples should be well-behaved and stay in the outer sect. Inner sect is not a place where you can enter just because you want to."

The sword stabbed out.

Moreover, it was accompanied by a powerful pressure.

w.a.n.g tai stood firmly on the stage.

Just as the long sword was about to pierce his body, he raised his right hand. "Boom!"

The palm struck down heavily.

"Crack!"

It was like swatting a fly, and was sent flying.

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He fell heavily to the ground, fainting.

"w.a.n.g tai wins!"