In Xingluo City, near the central area, there is a competition field, which is a place to settle grievances, and anyone who goes to the competition field will never stop unless one side of the road falls.

And today's competition site is surrounded by a sea of people.

Next to the competition hall is a judge's seat, which is the position where the leaders of all ethnic groups in Star Luo City sit.

One was dressed in white, with a gray storage bag hanging from his waist, and a king character embroidered on the back of the clothes, showing his identity, and invisibly exuding a king's aura from his body.

The person on the right sat a woman in her fifties, dressed in gray clothes, looking coldly at the competition venue below, faintly releasing a cold air.

The person on the left is a bearded man, his face is pale, his eyebrows unconsciously reveal a sense of sadness, his expression is nervous, and his eyes are looking at the people on the stage, full of worry.

And this person is Xuan Yan, the patriarch of the Xuan family.

"Ha Luha, Xuan Yun, aren't you known as the genius of the Xuan family on the first day, why are you so unbeaten?" On the test field, a proud child of the Wang family, with a sword shattered a shirt, exposed a strong chest, and a bloodstained face Xuanyun said.

"Ahem, poof!" Holding his chest, he slowly stood up and spit out blood, and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably again, unable to stand up.

"Hmph, what a genius, you're just a flash in the pan!" The disciple of the Wang family, looking coldly at Xuan Yun, who was constantly trying to get up on the ground, but was powerless, said with a sneer.

"Xuanyun, stand up, stand up!" Xuan Yan on the test floor looked at Xuanyun on the stage with a nervous face, and shouted in his heart, he wanted to make a move, but he knew that he was afraid that he would be killed the moment he shot.

Therefore, for the sake of the family, he couldn't make a move, but let him look at his own son and suffer such an ordeal, his heart really hurt, it hurts.

Xuanyun, who was lying on the ground, had round eyes, blood trickled down from the corners of his mouth, and his weak arms supported his damaged body, he wanted to stand up, but he couldn't do anything.

"Am I really going to die? Is there really no other way? Didn't I say that I was going to find my master? Isn't I going to make the family stronger? Am I going to break my word?" Xuanyun's heart was very painful, really painful.

"Hmph, waste, let me solve you today!" The face of the people of the Wang family turned cold, and the soft sword in his hand was like a sword flower, and it was taken out of his hand, turning into a cold light, and heading towards the Xuanyun on the ground.

"Xuanyun quickly dodge, hurry!" Xuan Yan shouted weakly, how he hoped to see a miracle and see that his son could be safe, but he knew that everything was extravagant hope.

His body sat uncontrollably and limply on the chair, his head turned to the sky, his eyes closed, and two crystal tears slowly rolling down.

Xuanyun's whole body was weak at this time, and his cultivation couldn't raise a little aura, and his helpless eyes looked coldly at the speeding flying sword.

"Bang!"

Just when everyone thought that Xuanyun would die, a green-robed monk came out of thin air, and came to the field without wind, only to see his palm move slightly, and the extremely powerful flying sword actually stopped in the air and could no longer fly forward.

"Who are you? It's just looking for death!" His own blow was easily resolved by this mysterious person, and the people of the Wang family were shocked, and with a cold snort, they turned over and took out a golden charm in their hands.

Facing Fan Xiaodong, he hit the golden spell, turned into a golden seal, and with a snort, it attacked Fan Xiaodong's body.

"Hmph, I don't know if I'm dead or alive!" Fan Xiaodong snorted coldly, only to see his hands move, and secretly shouted, "Devouring the sea and fire!"

I saw that a fire palm was the golden seal and devouring the spell, and at the same time, the power of the palm did not decrease, and in an instant, it devoured the person of the Wang family, leaving only a soft sword to fall to the ground.

With the appearance of Fan Xiaodong, in just three seconds, the invincible people of the Wang family were easily killed, and everyone did not slow down in this funny change.

"Xuanyun, don't worry, my father will definitely avenge you!" Xuanyun looked at the dark clouds in the sky with gloomy eyes, and said with hatred in his heart.

He didn't care about looking at the stage, he knew that his favorite child died in front of him, but he couldn't do anything, time passed slowly, and he still couldn't help but look at the stage.

But she was stunned, at this time his son was lying on the ground, but the person of the Wang family disappeared, and was replaced by a man in a green robe.

The man fell into his eyes with a sense of familiarity, but for a moment he couldn't remember.

"Master, are you a master?" At this moment, a weak voice of inquiry slowly came.

Just now Xuanyun, who thought that he was going to die, unexpectedly found that the flying sword that threatened him had disappeared, and there was a familiar back, looking at this back, he quickly guessed the identity of this person, so he asked.

Fan Xiaodong slowly turned his head and said softly: "Don't say much, everything has me, don't worry!"

"Hmph, the person who killed my Wang family really deserves to die!" The patriarch of the Wang family on the rostrum, with a loud shout, was above the sky, and took out a golden bell in his hand, which rang for this Fan Xiaodong.

"Dingding!!"

As the bell rang, it was a divine energy that entered Fan Xiaodong's body, Fan Xiaodong frowned, and snorted coldly, this bell is just a high-grade spiritual weapon, it is nothing in Fan Xiaodong's eyes, as Fan Xiaodong's body shook, the spirit dragon armor attacked all of them.

As soon as the Flame Spirit Tower in his hand moved, it quickly became larger, and a black light shot out at the Wang family patriarch in the air.

"Ahh

In the black light, the patriarch of the Wang family let out a terrible scream, held his head in his hands, and fell to the ground from the air with a bang.

In the end, under the three thousand streams of clouds and fire played by Fan Xiaodong, they turned into ashes, and even the Yuan Shen did not escape.

"Run away! he actually killed the patriarch!" I don't know if it was the Wang family member who screamed, that is, the tree fell and scattered, and ran away without a trace, as for the woman, Fan Xiaodong on the field glanced at it in surprise, and a trace of nervousness flashed in his expression, and he also left quickly.

As soon as Fan Xiaodong put away the Flame Spirit Pagoda, he turned his head, helped Xuanyun up, took out a vitality pill, and after Xuanyun took it, he injected spiritual energy into Xuanyun on the spot to help him recover.

At this time, the second elder, who had just arrived, took a look at the test venue in surprise, and then quickly ran to Xuan Yan's side.