"The first level is very simple. It's just a retest. After passing this gate, those who are qualified can stay, and those who don't, leave immediately."

This person is a strong man in Douzong 9th Duan.

The breath exuding from him made everyone feel fear, of course, except Fang Chuan.

Because this is just a strong man in the early stage of the Nine Layers, similar to Long Pojun.

After a while, thousands of people climbed the steps at a time. At the end of the steps, there was a mountain gate with light shining.

Buzzing...

Everyone passed by, the mountain gate would ring once, and almost no one could not pass because they had already tested it once before.

These people dare not deceive Taixuanmen.

boom--

Fang Chuan was among the crowd, and it didn't take long for him to come under the mountain gate. When passing by, a terrible force suddenly surged, as if to eject him!

It turned out that his breath was too weak, and Shanmen launched an automatic attack.

"Huh?" A person on the stage also noticed the problem, frowned and looked here.

"The breath is so weak?" That Dou Zong Jiudan man also looked at Fang Chuan in surprise.

boom!

However, before this force hit Fang Chuan's body, Fang Chuan broke the force with one punch.

Then, he stepped across the gate.

"What's your name?" At this moment, the man from Dou Zong Jiudan walked over and frowned and looked at Fang Chuan.

"Fang Chuan." Fang Chuan answered calmly.

"You go and stand aside first." The man from Dou Zong 9th Duan said coldly, because he didn't know how to solve Fang Chuan's problem.

To say that Fang Chuan is fine, but his breath is really not enough.

But if there is a problem, he can break through the shackles of the mountain gate and get to this side of the mountain gate.

"Ha ha."

Fang Chuan smiled and glanced at the man on the stage. The man who presided over the selection was half-stepping through the tribulation realm, third grade.

This person is much better than Fang Chuan.

He saw that the man didn't speak, he looked at the man in Dou Zong 9th Duan lightly and said, "Do you think I am not qualified to join Taixuan Sect?"

"Ok?"

The man frowned. He looked at Fang Chuan and said coldly: "I'm not discussing with you, but ordering you. If you don't follow the order, you will get out of it immediately. Tai Xuan Sect does not lack you!"

"is it?"

boom!

Fang Chuan's eyes dazzled, his whole body soaring, and the flames of the power of nine candles burned on his body. At that moment, there were some men who suppressed this Dou Zong Jiudan.

"What?" The man's expression changed.

"Interesting." The third-rank half-step tribulation powerhouse on the stage raised his brows and looked over, but still did not speak.

When Fang Chuan saw this, he felt relieved, and looked at the man from Dou Zong 9th Duan opposite and said, "There is no shortage of ordinary geniuses in the Taixuan Sect. Could it be that there is no shortage of me?"

"How much time have you been cultivating, have you fed the dog with all the resources and time, and the waste dare to shout at me?"

"If the sect allows it, do you think I won't kill you today?"

He is arrogant!

Far more arrogant than usual!

All the people who came to the selection were dumbfounded, and they didn't dare to breathe in the face of this powerful 9th ??Duan Dou Zong.

This guy actually roared at others?

"You, what are you talking about?" The strong man of Dou Zong 9th Duan, although not a core disciple, is also an elder.

His status in the martial art is not low!

He looked at Fang Chuan with a murderous look: "You say it again, so insult me, I'm trying to break the rules, and I will kill you!"

"Ha ha."

Fang Chuan looked disdainful, shook his head, looked at the strong man on the stage and said, "Senior, what do you say?"

"Are you going to fight him?" the strong man on the stage asked with a frown.

"Yes."

Fang Chuan nodded and said, "It's just a little character in the 9th dan of Douzong. I don't know how many years of cultivation, and all the potential is used up in trash. Why can't I fight? I asked senior if I can beat him or not Kill him!"

"Ha ha."

The strong man raised his brows and glanced at Fang Chuan with interest. It has been so many years, and it has been a long time since he saw such an interesting person.

He smiled and said: "You don't need to fight for life and death. Let's learn from each other. I will be the master. As long as you defeat Mo Hanshan, you are an inner disciple, and the assessment is not necessary."

"Good!" Fang Chuan nodded immediately.

Mo Hanshan arched his hands at the strong man: "Yes, Elder Lu."

He then looked at Fang Chuan and said, "Boy, I don't know how to live or die, you may be a genius, but, wait a while, you are not, I will not kill you, but your foundation..."

Without further ado. "

Fang Chuan waved his hand and said, "I'm not interested in talking to waste, do it!"

boom--

While he was talking, there was an extra ten-square holy sword in his hand, and then a sword stabbed in the past. This sword contained the supreme kendo.

"So strong!"

As soon as he shot, everyone felt the breath of death lingering, and some people were afraid to look at his sword.

"Huh?" Mo Hanshan was also taken aback. The strength of this man far exceeded his imagination.

"Flying Dragon Fights Break!"

Mo Hanshan roared, his fist suddenly condensed a layer of golden grudge, and then he punched Fang Chuan.

Suddenly, everyone felt more pressure.

On his fist, there was even more terrifying dragon roar.

boom!

Following that, the two terrifying forces collided and snorted. Fang Chuan's sword edge contained a great thunder sound sword energy, which defeated Mo Hanshan's fist strength.

puff!

Following that, Da Leiyin's sword energy penetrated the fighting energy on Mo Hanshan's fist. With a sound, Mo Hanshan's fist was directly penetrated, and a sword directly penetrated Mo Han's arm.

"what!"

The terrifying Da Leiyin sword energy burst and tore on Mo Hanshan's arm. With a scream, Mo Hanshan watched his arm burst.

Hum!

At this time, Fang Chuan took the sword.

He stood proudly, watching Mo Hanshan trembling with blood, shook his head and said: "In the first 9th dan, there is no fighting power, garbage!"

puff--

Mo Hanshan was so painful that he was seriously injured by Fang Chuan's sword qi, and when he heard Fang Chuan's words, he vomited blood.

"Mo Hanshan, you lost."

Elder Lu on the stage gave a cold snort, his face could not see the joy and sorrow, he glanced at Fang Chuan and said: "Swordsmanship is good, you are already an inner disciple, Ou Feizi, whoever you brought, take him. Insider report."

"Yes."

Ou Feizi nodded, shocked, Fang Chuan defeated Long Pojun with two moves.

The Mo Hanshan in front of him, although he was an elder, not a core disciple, was actually stronger than Long Pojun.

It was terrifying to blow Mo Hanshan's arm with one move!

He smiled, took a step, came to Fang Chuan, smiled and said: "Young Master Fang, let's go."

In front of everyone, he couldn't call the master.

Fang Chuan arched his hand to Elder Lu, thanked him, and then looked at Mo Hanshan and said, "You are not convinced, and you will come to me when you recover. Next time, I will break your arms!"

After speaking, he turned and left.

"So domineering!"

"So majestic!"

Fang Chuan left, but everyone was deeply imprinted in their hearts. This person is terrifying!

"So strong!" Standing in front of the mountain gate, Tang Chi, who was preparing to guide the appraisal disciples, also shrank at this moment.