Peak Ancestor

Time flies, three days passed in a blink of an eye, at this moment, the West City Arena is extremely lively!

Yuji could only hear——

"Drink! Shura Demon Spear, Endless Ashura, Shura came to the world! Go!" The white claws, the blood-dripping magic spear, the blood-red eyes, the miserable howling, the kingdom of Shura.

There was a stern and stern shout, but Mu Lingyu, the 'Prince of Shura', spat out black blood, wielded the magic spear of Shura, and aimed at the calm, calm-looking little boy not far away. The devil' Han Aoyu galloped away.

"Huh? Huh! With your little trick, how can you get me? Bayu Qiankun - break it for me! Drink!" Without even looking at Mu Ling, the 'Prince of Shura' who was galloping towards him like a ghost roaring Yu, only to hear a loud roar resounding through the sky, making the entire gloomy Shura kingdom tremble.

However, the instigator, the 'Little Demon King' Han Aoyu, was furious, the veins on his arms were bulging, and a layer of fire-attribute origin energy that was as thick as blood was covering it, and he pumped his fists, as if he was slow and fast Hit forward.

The shadow of the fist covered the sky, causing the entire Shura Kingdom to tremble, as if it would be annihilated and dissipated at any moment.

"Hey! 'Little Demon King' Han Aoyu, you really underestimate the methods of my 'Prince Shura' Mu Lingyu! Shura Phantom, Shura's power! Drink!" The Shadow of the Shrouding Fist seemed to hit an empty space, and continued to fly forward.But that 'Prince of Shura' Mu Lingyu still had a cold smile on his face, holding the blood-dripping Shura Spear, and continued to attack where the 'little devil' Han Aoyu stood before as if he was unharmed.

"Really? Cut! Don't think that in this kingdom of Asura, I, Han Aoyu, will be at your mercy. I can't do anything to you! I'll let you see what self-knowledge is. Drink, Tyrannical Universe--break!" Han Aoyu said contemptuously The meaning is beyond words.

However, it can be seen that this 'little devil' Han Aoyu's chest is slightly sunken, his fists are moving like the wind, and the fire attribute spiritual power is spreading all over his body.And as his fist moves, a fiery red giant fist that covers the sky gradually takes shape in front of him.

On the giant fist, the fire attribute spiritual power surged endlessly, and even the blood-red veins on the giant fist were clear and distinct. The whole giant fist seemed to have the ability to cover the sky, swallowing endless power.

As soon as the giant fist was released, the entire Shura Kingdom seemed to be in an endless panic, and the screams of ghosts were endless.

"Break it!"

With a loud shout, I saw the giant fist of the overlord universe slowly strike forward.However, every time the giant fist that covers the sky takes a step forward, the entire ring city west arena roars and trembles like an explosion.

"Oops! Asura's rebirth—the avatars are condensed!" Looking at the giant fist that covered the sky, Mu Lingyu, the 'Prince of Asura', broke out in a cold sweat.He was afraid that as long as this giant fist touched him, he would be seriously injured and dying, so he hurriedly derived a defensive wall representing a strong breath of life from the Shura kingdom he had transformed.

"Hmph! Isn't it just the kingdom of Shura? Let me break it!" Seeing a jet-black defensive wall suddenly appearing in front of Mu Lingyu, Han Aoyu, the 'little devil' on the opposite side, also snorted coldly, Immediately thereafter, he uttered a series of violent shouts.

boom!

A roar sounded, but it was the Asura Kingdom finally unable to withstand the endless power carried by the giant fist that shrouded the sky, and it collapsed.

"Pfft! Demonic Asura Spear, regenerate the kingdom—block it!" Thick blood spewed out from the mouth of the 'Prince of Asura' Mu Lingyu, staining the dark Asura Demonic Spear in his hand blood red.I saw the Shura Demon Spear in Mu Lingyu's hand suddenly lit up, and then raged towards the giant fist that was attacking from not far away.

"Hmph! A lifeless thing!" snorted coldly, the 'Little Demon King' Han Aoyu stood still with his hands folded, as if he was not worried about the outcome of this competition.

"puff!"

"I didn't expect that even the Asura Demon Spear Spirit couldn't resist it! Pfft!"

Seeing the giant fist that was getting bigger and bigger in his eyes, this 'Prince of Shura' Mu Lingyu also vomited blood and fell to the ground after letting out a deep resentment, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.But the Shura Demon Spear that was majestic and majestic before was lying on the ground like a piece of scrap iron, and the previous strong bloody energy fluctuations also disappeared.

"The winner of this duel - the royal family's 'little devil' Han Aoyu! Alright, let's continue to draw lots to determine who will participate in the championship battle."

In a relatively deserted corner of the arena in the west of the city, Qin Fan, who was wearing a black shirt and wearing a pitch-black bamboo hat, couldn't help laughing in his heart after watching the game: "Haha! I, Qin Fan, did not misread you, you still won. 'Little Demon King' Han Aoyu!"

In fact, Qin Fan didn't think too much about the final result of this competition.Compared with Mo Feng of the mercenary guild, Ye Xiao's warrior cultivation of the 'Prince of Shura' Mu Lingyu in this auction is not as good, let alone the duel with the 'little devil' Han Aoyu.

However, after experiencing the strong will of the overlord in this 'Little Demon King' Han Aoyu's boxing strength, Qin Fan couldn't help but frowned and shook his head again, realizing a little bit about the third form of Taixu Shenkongquan in his heart .

In other words: Qin Fan has only felt this powerful overlord's way in one person before—Qing Hao, the master of Shaogu in Mieyun Valley.I didn't expect that today's self would experience it all over again.However, Qing Hao, the Master of Mieyun Valley and Shaogu, is more of the overlord of the Dao of the Sword, while this 'little devil' Han Aoyu is the overlord of the Dao of Boxing.

In short, it has to be said that the level of genius of the 'little devil' Han Aoyu in front of him is even worse than that of Qing Hao, the young master of Mieyun Valley.It's no wonder that folks are frantically rumoring that Han Aoyu was accepted as a closed disciple by the owner of Mieyun Valley.

"Han Aoyu, you should come first!"

"En!" Hearing this, Han Aoyu took out a golden brocade box from the barrier.

"Qin Fan, it's your turn."

"Ok?"

This last one belongs to Night Owl.

Seeing that each of them got the brocade box, Qing Wang, the protector of Mieyun Valley, immediately said: "This is different from last time. After the agreement of the four major forces, whoever gets the brocade box without a note this time will be directly ranked third." The big power, followed by the six-day championship battle!"

"Blank!" Ye Xiao's voice sounded after Mie Yungu Guardian Qing Hao finished speaking.

Hearing this, Qin Fan gasped, "Huh!"

"Oh!" Everyone sighed after hearing the words.

At this time, after the match was over, Mu Lingyu, the 'Prince of Shura', fell to the ground, and Qing Wang, the protector of Mieyun Valley on the ring, also said in Hong Sheng: "Well! Six days later, Qin Fan from the Manxu Business League Fight against today's victor, the royal family 'little devil' Han Aoyu! Today's final battle in the arena is also over, now please go away!"

In other words: In fact, the three brocade boxes all have notes, but they are treated specially, you know!

"Hey! I didn't expect that Mu Lingyu, the 'Prince of Shura', would be so disappointing. He was defeated immediately after a few moves against the 'Little Demon King' Han Aoyu of the royal family! I just don't know, the Fucheng University The dark horse Qinyue can block several attacks from the genius Han Aoyu of the Han family!" The number of people who came here to watch the competition in this year's imperial capital prefecture city is likely to be no less than tens of thousands, so Qing Wang, the protector of Mieyungu, ordered everyone to disperse Afterwards, the people around the ring were also unable to move an inch, so everyone talked a lot.

Um?But to be honest, this 'little devil' Han Aoyu is really powerful, maybe even a martial artist who has cultivated to the [-]th level of Emperor Refining Realm is no match for him!The champion of this year's Fucheng Grand Competition is undoubtedly the royal family.

However, Qin Fan of the vain business alliance is probably not weak, after all, at such an age, he has defeated the Mo Feng of the mercenary union!

"Yes, yes! This Qin Fan's potential is huge, and the future of warriors is also limitless. Even if this imperial capital city competition is unfortunately defeated by the royal 'little devil' Han Aoyu, there will be no regrets at all! He will definitely be the champion of the next Fucheng Grand Competition."

Quack, this Qin Fan has given us enough miracles.

However, if this Qin Fan is lucky enough to win a move from Han Aoyu, the genius of the Han family, then...

Ha ha!You... You kid is really too whimsical, you have to have a limit when joking!

The domineering fist unleashed by this 'Little Demon King' Han Aoyu even surrendered to me who was far away. How could this young Qin Fan be able to resist it?

That's true!The person who spoke earlier couldn't help but silently nodded, agreeing.

"Ziyi, let's go!" Patted Ziyi Blood Thunder Tiger on the shoulder who was sleeping soundly, and Qin Fan, who was wearing a black shirt, turned into a bloody shadow and disappeared into the sky.

However, Qin Fan didn't care about those remarks in the Chengxi Arena.If you easily shake your faith just because of other people's words, then it's not Qin Fan.

"Huh! Let's start practicing my Taixu Shenkong Fist and Heaven-Moving Sword Technique!" In a quiet dense forest, Qin Fan holding the dragon-slaying sword let out a breath, and immediately moved the long sword in his hand and started He practiced his sword technique 'Dongtian' diligently. For the first three days, he practiced the sword technique of Dongtian, and for the next three days he practiced Taixu Shenkongquan.

These six days were Qin Fan's last hope.

In other words: The inn where Qin Fan lived before was already surrounded by people, but Qin Fan had to experience the painful experience of sleeping in the wilderness and not being able to return home again.

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