Hu Yixian glanced at him, with a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't say anything.

Then you will know.

Han Yang was still performing intently. The illusion of the tiger finally suddenly collapsed when it was about to take shape. Obviously, it was because Han Yang's cultivation was not good.

Many young disciples of the Phantom Demon Sect behind him looked at him and looked at him with a strong look of contempt. The cold-faced and sinister young man before, at this moment, also looked at him with disdain and said coldly: "With this ability, you dare to participate in the selection of the sect leader. It is too overestimation. You'd better beg, don't meet me, otherwise, I will definitely breathe for my master!"

As he said that, a strong murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

The girl in blue looked at Han Yang casually at this moment, then chuckled gently. It seemed that she did not take Han Yang seriously at all.

Yes, in the entire Phantom Demon Sect, she is a beautiful girl from heaven with a high status, a disciple passed down by the sect leader, and the successor to the next sect leader who is recognized by everyone. How could she take such a disastrous disciple seriously?

Of course, no one else cared about it.

The old man in charge of the verification frowned, looked at Han Yang, and said unhappily: "Prior to pass, go there!"

He didn't understand why Hu Yixian recommended such a poor disciple. Isn't this embarrassing him?

But Han Yang looked overjoyed, nodded immediately, bowed and thanked repeatedly, and then walked over.

Of course, all this is performed, and there is no way. At this time, he must pretend that he is not threatened, and only when he takes action will he be surprised. At least, don’t let others focus on him.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a faint murderous intent coming from a certain direction.

He turned around and frowned immediately. Sure enough, it was the cold-faced and sinister young man.

He frowned immediately, and a few chills flashed deep in his eyes. He didn't know why this guy was targeting him. It must have something to do with Hu Yixian.

However, in this case, it will definitely not work if you want to keep a low profile.

Well, even if you are low-key, you won’t be low-key for long. Then, you might as well use him as a surgery.

A cold curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In this world, if anyone treats him as a little sheep, the consequences will probably be extremely miserable.

At this time, all the young disciples had completed verification. Except for one person who failed, the others passed the verification. In total, there were thirty-six people.

In other words, the selection of the new sect leader of the Phantom Demon Sect will be carried out among these thirty-six people. Among these thirty-six people, a future sect leader of the Phantom Demon Sect will be born.

The thirty-six people kept a considerable distance. Obviously, they were extremely cautious about each other.

Han Yang observed and found that the girl in blue and the male disciple who was almost as powerful as her were all far away from the people around him. Obviously, everyone was very afraid of them.

However, the few people next to him didn't take him seriously, so it was only four or five meters away from him.

At this time, the old man in charge of verification continued to speak, and he said, "Okay, the first level of qualification verification of this assessment has officially ended. Now, we will carry out the second item, magical skills competition!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone in the audience changed one after another.

Especially the thirty-six disciples on the stage, their faces sank, and a strong ferocious look appeared in their eyes.

Han Yang clearly felt that there were cold murderous intents among these people, slowly spreading.

His brows couldn't help but frown.

At this time, the old man continued, "According to the rules of our Phantom Demon Sect, there are only nine winners in this magical power competition, and the rest of them have only one ending, that is, they die on this battlefield. This is the rules of our Phantom Demon Sect. Only the strong can obtain the right to survive! Okay, let's start!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expressions became nervous, both on and off the stage.

Especially on the stage, the atmosphere between these young disciples suddenly became strange. Everyone looked at them coldly and did not take action at the first time. However, a strong murderous intent had appeared in their eyes.

Han Yang took a breath slowly, Damn, what a cruel rule, the Phantom Demon Sect is worthy of being a demon, and it actually made young disciples kill each other.

However, at this moment, he had no time to condemn the Phantom Demon Sect because he found that there were a few guys around him who had already set their sights on him.

Obviously, they all want to kill themselves as soon as possible.

After all, in their eyes, I am just a weakling. If I kill myself, I will lose one competitor.

However, the others did not take action, and they did not dare to act rashly. After all, everyone is an enemy on this arena. Whoever takes action first may be besieged by everyone.

Han Yang looked at the people around him for a few glances, and then the corners of his mouth slowly curled up a faint curve. If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability.

At this time, someone finally couldn't help it, shouted and started to take action.

A single blow moved the whole body, and suddenly, the entire people on the stage launched an attack.

Next to Han Yang, the three guys staring at him finally rushed towards him fiercely.

However, when one of them was staring at him, he forgot his back, and was pierced by a guy behind him with a sword, becoming the first person to die.

As a result, the other two guys also changed their faces. They originally wanted to kill Han Yang directly, but they all started to protect themselves.

Han Yang also took the opportunity to easily avoid their attacks and dodged to the side.

Looking at the people in front of him, he was already in a fierce battle. He originally wanted to stand aside and watch the show, but at this moment, a cold voice came into his ears.

"Boy, go and die!"

A strong wind came from the right. He turned around and saw that the person who attacked him was not someone else, but the cold-faced and sinister man before.

A chill suddenly appeared in his eyes. Damn, a tiger doesn’t show its might, you think I’m a sick cat!
Chapter completed!