"Bastard!"
"You're just an outsider. How dare you provoke us in Proud Dragon Martial City? Do you think there's no one in Martial City who can fight you?"
"You're just relying on the sharpness of your Imperial Weapon. If you don't use your Imperial Weapon, do you dare to fight me?
Any one of us can kill you on the spot! "
Below the Battle Dragon Ring, many Great Saints among the spectating cultivators were enraged. They were filled with righteous indignation and kept cursing at Fang Yu.
However.
At this moment, Fang Yu was standing on the Battle Dragon Ring, leaning on the Red Flame Divine Sword.
Below the ring.
All the Great Saint Realm experts looked at the Imperial Weapon in Fang Yu's hand with fear and reverence. Not a single one of them dared to ascend the stage and offend Fang Yu!
Although they were cursing non-stop, they were still stunned by the scene of Fang Yu easily shattering a Saint-tier longsword and killing a Seven Star Great Sword Saint with a single strike.
"It's just a longsword."
"I said I don't need it, so I don't need it!"
"If that's the case, do you dare to fight me in the ring?!"
Fang Yu pondered for a moment. Then, he stabbed the Red Flame Divine Sword into the ground and looked at the Great Saints below the ring empty-handed.
In fact, there were no rules in the Battle Dragon Ring at all.
After the ring master was chosen, the ring master would guard the ring.
Then, the ring master would stand there for ten days and ten nights without being defeated and become the first on the Dragon Ranking.
During this period, there was no limit to the number of challengers and the methods used.
Of course, the ring master did not limit the methods used.
As long as one could stand until the end of the ten days and ten nights of chaotic battles, they would be recognized by the Battle Dragon Ring.
Of course.
During these ten days and ten nights, there had to be a continuous stream of challengers. Otherwise, the Battle Dragon Ring would not pay any attention to the ring master.
Not to mention, the ring master would be awarded the first on the Dragon Ranking and the corresponding blessing of luck.
"Hahaha!"
"An Imperial Grade longsword is so rare. You're giving it up, kid!
If that's the case, I'll take your life in the ring and take your sword! "
A strange cackle resounded throughout the area.
In an instant.
Below the Battle Dragon Ring, hundreds of peak Great Venerables and even Great Saints were sent flying.
Then, everyone saw it.
A black ghostly fog enveloped an extremely evil old man and descended onto the Dragon Combat Ring.
This old man, who was obviously a heretical Great Saint, had an Eight Star cultivation base. He was even stronger than the previous batch of Seven Star Great Saints.
"Me too!"
"Little brat, you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. You even abandoned your Imperial Weapon!
In that case, this Seat also wants to watch the show! "
"Alright!
An outsider dares to shamelessly provoke the cultivators of our Proud Dragon Martial City. You simply don't know your place! "
Voices rang out one after another. Some were steady, some were old, and some were young, and they kept surging into Fang Yu's ears.
Peng peng peng!
One figure after another whizzed through the air.
In an instant.
Many Great Saints appeared on the huge Battle Dragon Ring. They were all powerful Great Saints.
The weakest one was a Six Star Great Saint.
There were a bunch of Seven Star Great Saints!
Even.
Among them, there were as many as three Eight Star Great Saints!
With such a lineup, as long as there were no Emperor Realm experts in the Proud Dragon Martial City, they would be able to wipe out half of the city.
Now, they were all enraged by Fang Yu. They were either provoked or simply wanted the Red Flame Divine Sword!
"Seventeen Great Saints!"
"You guys are not afraid of death!"
"Haha!"
"Just right. Today, I'll use you guys as a whetstone to test how special my current cultivation base is."
Fang Yu had indeed fulfilled his promise. The Red Flame Divine Sword was stuck in the ground not far away, and he did not even move.
At this moment, facing such a terrifying lineup of experts, Fang Yu, in his black robe, did not hesitate at all. He waved his fist and rushed forward with his cultivation base.
Suddenly.
There was a burst of wild laughter.
Above and below the Battle Dragon Ring, everyone was mocking Fang Yu. They were mocking Fang Yu for his arrogance and also mocking Fang Yu for his ignorance!
With so many experts against a little kid like him, he still dared to be so arrogant. This simply couldn't be described with the word 'courting death'!
"I'll bet a Sacred Secret Treasure!
At most, in ten breaths of time, this arrogant kid will die without even blinking. "
"Hahaha!"
"Who would bet with you? This kid will definitely die. Isn't it natural?
If he's still alive, that would be the most surprising thing. "
Below the Battle Dragon Ring, many peak Great Venerables were discussing. None of them were optimistic about Fang Yu.
They all thought that Fang Yu would definitely die!
"Cut the crap!"
"Let's kill this brat. When the time comes, it'll be up to each of us to take the Emperor longsword from him."
"Do it!"
The Eight-star Great Evil Saint, who was the first to enter the ring, said ferociously. Then, his body expanded and turned into a burly evil spirit that was thousands of meters tall!
Boom!
He took a step forward and stomped on Fang Yu.
The terrifying pressure alone seemed to be able to crush Fang Yu, a mere One-star Great Saint, into dust!
The rest of the Great Saints were not to be outdone either. They all blasted out terrifying Divine Abilities that could shake the heavens and earth!
Even after withstanding the attacks of so many experts, the huge Battle Dragon Ring was still as stable as a mountain. There was not a single crack on it.
If it were an ordinary Secret Realm or somewhere in the Xuanfeng Domain, so many Great Saints would have attacked at the same time.
The impact would have spread for thousands of miles. Heaven and earth would tremble and mountains and rivers would collapse!
"That's it?"
"You have disappointed me!"
Fang Yu was still provoking the experts in front of him. However, although he was provoking them, in fact, Fang Yu was not careless at all.
Boom!
Behind Fang Yu, the blood-red Sin Throne, which seemed to be shrouded in a layer of blood-red Saint Light, appeared.
"Sin Throne, suppress them all!"
Fang Yu shouted angrily.
Boom!
The Sin Throne expanded with the wind. In an instant, it had reached a height of three thousand feet!
Without any hesitation, it charged toward the burly evil spirit that the Eight-star Great Evil Saint had transformed into.
Boom!
Flesh and blood burst!
The burly evil spirit that was thousands of feet tall exploded into countless pieces. The Great Saints present could still vaguely hear some of the Great Evil Saint's terrified cries.
"Hiss!"
"So terrifying!"
In the ring, there seemed to be a momentary pause. A Great Saint looked at the Eight-star Great Saint who had been killed in an instant and immediately sucked in a breath of cold air.
He was not the only one. Below the ring, the spectators were already stunned.
He did not use the power of an Emperor Weapon!
With just the power of his cultivation and the Throne Dharma Idol, he had easily killed an Eight-star Great Saint. Was he still human?