Martial arts world broken void

Chapter 145
This is the ultimate master!Fang Zhennan shouted in his heart that his eyes were opened, and he squinted at Yuan Hui, and found that his complexion was not good-looking.Fang Zhennan conjectured: Yuan Hui, as No. 30 of the Tianbang, although he is also a top player, must have just stepped into the top threshold, and is still far behind these seniors who have been in the top realm for many years.

Monk Yuan Hui was the first person to challenge the ranking of the Tianbang in this sword discussion conference, and successfully ranked No. 30. Fang Zhennan felt that it was appropriate to use him to measure the martial arts masters on the Tianbang.

Shangguan Jie and Du Feiyun fought to a critical juncture, but their speed slowed down.Shangguan Jie's big paddle slashed at Du Feiyun's left shoulder, very violently, Du Feiyun waved his left arm sleeve to wrap around the big paddle, and swept the sword with his right hand towards Shangguan Jie's chest.

"What a Liuyun Feishou, but unfortunately the opponent is too strong, this move makes it difficult." Mo Wuniang said.

Sure enough, Shangguan Jie held the big oar with both hands and swung it violently, Du Feiyun couldn't hold it together.

"Crack!" Du Feiyun's left sleeve shattered and turned into flying flowers that floated up.

"Crack!" Shangguan Jie's big oar hit Du Feiyun's left arm.

"Chi Chi..." Du Feiyun's sword also left several sword marks on Shangguan Jie's chest.

The two flew back at the same time, each checking their injuries.

Seeing that Du Feiyun was injured by a miss, Ling Feiyan flew over to support Du Feiyun, and found that his left arm had been dislocated, which was not a serious injury.

"Thank you Shangguan for your mercy." Although Ling Feiyan felt extremely pained in his heart, he did not lose his mind.

"You don't have to be polite, this martial arts competition is all about it." Shangguan Jie said coldly.

Good point so far!Ling Feiyan hated it in his heart, but he couldn't say it out, after all, the other party was also injured by the sword.

Shangguan Yifan, the leader of the Changfeng Gang, came out of the reed shed and said, "Master Gai, how will they win or lose?"

Ge Shiying said: "Both of them were seriously injured, it's hard to decide the outcome."

Shangguan Yifan said: "There must be a conclusion, otherwise who is higher and who is lower on the Tianbang?"

Ge Shiying said: "Why is the leader of Shangguan so persistent?"

Shangguan Yifan said: "You don't need to say anything about Gang Leader Gai. If you can't make a conclusion, you can only ask the Juggernaut to make a decision."

Ge Shiying said: "It doesn't matter, I really can't see who is higher and who is lower."

Shangguan Yifan clasped his fists at the sword master Situ Yunzong and said, "The sword master please rule."

Sword Saint Situ Yunzong smiled slightly and said, "I'm afraid I will disappoint the Lord Shangguan."

Shangguan Yifan smiled mockingly, and said, "Could it be that the Juggernaut can't tell which of the two is better in martial arts?"

Situ Yunzong said: "Master Du's martial arts are higher."

Shangguan Yifan was stunned for a moment, his face turned livid, and said: "The sword master sees it clearly? The Great Protector of my Changfeng Gang is powerful, why is it not as good as Du Feiyun?"

Situ Yunzong smiled and said: "Both of them seem to have been seriously injured, and there is no winner. But head Du suffered a serious injury. Although his left arm can't be used, it can last for a long time after being beaten; What matters is the wound, as long as he doesn't stop to bandage the wound, his wound will continue to bleed, which will definitely not be exhausting for Sect Leader Du."

Although Shangguan Yifan refused to accept it, he knew that what Situ Yunzong said was right, but he still said: "However relying on the strength of weapons, if my family's chief protector is replaced with a big sword, the left arm of head master Du will be broken. "

Situ Yunzong ignored Shangguan Yifan's unreasonable reasoning and continued: "The injuries of the two seem to be similar, but in fact they are very different. After the left arm of Du's head is connected, he will heal in half a month, and he will be able to use force in more than a month. As before. Shangguan Protector's sword wound is on his chest, which has already affected his heart, and he must rest for three months before he can recover. If he wants to use force, it will take more than half a year. Shangguan Protector, am I right?"

Shangguan Jie's old face darkened, and he said sadly: "The sword master is right."

Shangguan Yifan saw that his family's great protector had admitted it, so he stopped messing around and turned back to the reed shed with a cold face.

"Okay! The No. 20 No. [-] of the Tianbang is Du Fei of the Liuyun faction, and Yundu is the head. Will the Liuyun faction continue to challenge?" Ge Shiying said.

"The Liuyun faction gave up and continued to challenge." Ling Feiyan said.

Her martial arts is slightly lower than Du Feiyun's, and she can only challenge people who are ranked lower than Du Feiyun. Now that Du Feiyun is on the list, she doesn't care about challenging the masters on the top list.Besides, the Liuyun faction has already injured a master, Ling Feiyan has to stay and take care of everyone, there can be no more mistakes.

Afterwards, Huo Zhenfang, the head of the Guiyuan Sect, won the No. 20 and third place on the Tianbang.

"Is anyone challenging Master Huo?" Ge Shiying asked the group of heroes as usual.

"Huo Zhenfang, I'll fight you." A scream came from the reed shed of the Nanling faction.

The challenger is a devil boy from the Nanling faction.This devil boy is not young, but he is short in stature, looks like a dwarf, and is ruthless to the enemy. All martial arts in the south of the sky call him a devil boy.

Huo Zhenfang gave the devil boy a look, and said with disdain: "If you want to die, it's up to you, let you experience the profound martial arts of the Central Plains School."

"Hurry up! I don't want to fight with you." The devil boy said impatiently.

"The foreigner also wants to get involved in the Tianbang? I'll teach you a lesson." Huo Zhen said with a sarcasm.

"Wow! How dare you look down on our Nanling sect, and let your corpse die today." The devil boy shouted sharply.

"If you want me to look good, you need to look like a human first." Huo Zhenfang said contemptuously.

"Hahahaha..." The crowd burst into laughter.

"Ah! I won't spare you!" the devil boy said angrily.

"Don't fall for his tricks," Qiannv said.

Huo Zhenfang, as the head of a faction, laughing at other people's appearance is a shameful thing.Of course, Huo Zhenfang would not laugh at a person's appearance for no reason.He wants to irritate the devil boy and make him lose his peace of mind. It is best to have an unstable mentality during the fight and show flaws so that he can make a quick victory. This is his goal.

Huo Zhenfang doesn't know how many challengers there are for him. It is the best choice to save time and effort by saving time and effort. It is the business to save energy to deal with unknown challengers.As for saving face, I had to put it aside first.

Mo Tong is very concerned about his appearance. In the vicinity of the Nanling faction, whenever he sees someone complaining about his appearance, he will kill him to silence him. Just because of this, he has countless grievances under his command.At this time, although he was awakened by Qiannv, his anger still could not be suppressed. Huo Zhenfang's strategy of attacking the mind was a success.

In a rage, the devil boy rushed towards Huo Zhenfang, waving his palms again and again.He used up all his strength with each palm, and it was no problem to break a monument or crack a stone.Seeing this, Huo Zhenfang knew that the other party had been tricked, although his face was expressionless, he was happy in his heart, he put on a posture, and calmly responded with Guiyuan Palm.

The fight between Huo Zhenfang and the devil boy completely exceeded Fang Zhennan's senses. With his current vision, he could only see two whirlwinds colliding back and forth in the competition venue.

(End of this chapter)