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"Furthermore, there is also the sword faction's expert, Jiang Shui. He is really reckless."
Everyone was disdainful, do you really think that you can argue with Jialan Academy's senior brother just by being first place?
Innocent!
However, a shocking scene appeared.
Ran Tianlan's expression remained calm, as he stood at the back of the seats, like Ye Fan's maid.
Lie down!
He was stupefied.
The faces of all the Jialan Academy disciples and the top disciples of the Nine Palace Realm turned dark.
[What the hell is going on?
Jiang Shui and Ji San Huang's faces were equally gloomy. One of them was feeling ashamed for their family, and the other was simply not seeing Ran Tianlan being bullied.
"Ran Tianlan! What exactly is going on? " Jiang Shui said coldly, a burst of killing intent exploding out.
Feeling this terrifying killing intent, everyone in the hall felt a chill run down their spines.
"Junior lost to Ye Fan in a martial competition, junior has long vowed to recognize him as my master." Ran Tianlan said indifferently.
Everyone in the hall was in an uproar.
The Heaven's Pride of the younger generation from the TianLan Martial Palace was actually this kid's maid!
Stunned!
Ji Wuyan took this opportunity to sneer, and said: "Senior Brother San Huang, this is the best time to kill Ye Fan! As long as we kill him, Tian Lan's oath will not work. "
Ji San Huang's gaze turned cold, as he said with killing intent: "Kid, I'll give you a chance to remove your oath. Otherwise, I won't let you leave this hall. "
He had the strength of Seventh Stage of Heavenly Dipper, so other than Jiang Shui, no one present was his match.
"Is a waste of Seventh Stage of Heavenly Dipper and a piece of trash from the way of the sword very powerful?"
"Besides, my maid, what do I want to do!?" Tonight, she might even want to stay by my side! "
"What can you do to me?" Ye Fan's arrogant voice sounded out, and he took the opportunity to wrap his arms around Ran Tianlan's slender waist.
Lie down!
Shock!
This guy, he actually said that the Ji San Huang was trash, and Jiang Shui had become trash!
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk ~ I really wonder how many lives he has left." "He actually dares to offend a top powerhouse of both elements."
"I don't think he will be able to leave this hall today!"
Sure enough, Jiang Shui and Ji San Huang's killing intent soared instantly. Under Jiang Shui's hints, Ji immediately took action, his palm aiming straight for Ye Fan's head.
A green palm shadow descended from the skies, covering half of the palace.
The pressure of the seventh level instantly caused the ground to sink by three feet!
"Foolish brat, go to hell!" The Ji San Huang sneered.
"With just you? They say that you are trash, and that you have insulted the term trash! " Ye Fan curled his lips in disdain and struck out with the back of his hand.
"Eight Desolations Nine Stacked Palms!"
The seven golden palm shadow overlapped and instantly collided with the green palm images.
With an explosive boom, the entire hall began to shake.
The two palms were actually barely able to cancel it out.
Everyone in the great hall was stunned, as they looked at Ye Fan as if he was a demon.
"Fourth Stage of Heavenly Dipper, forcefully resisting Seventh Stage of Heavenly Dipper, isn't this too monstrous?"
"This year's first place ranking is actually so terrifying!"
Ran Tianlan sucked in a cold breath of air. He thought that he could kill this brat with a single palm, but the result was actually very shocking!
"Ji San Huang, have you not eaten? This father has to do it himself! " Jiang Shui shouted coldly, and his figure flashed to the center of the hall.
A sword attribute divine conception expert with Eighth Stage of Heavenly Dipper, a person who had already comprehended sword intent, how terrifying would that person be?
Ye Fan, you will definitely die this time!