Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Pan Fenghua looked at Fantianluo and Meng Xiner, and finally smiled at Liu Dong: "Brother, I think we should fight for the third place. Their strength is not comparable to ours. How about avoiding one more battle?"

Liu Dong nodded with a wry smile and said: "Miss Seven and Miss Meng are both strong, and they are far inferior. Let's compete with Young Master Pan, and you two will compete for the championship."

Fan Tianluo raised her eyebrows, and glanced at the handsome and handsome Pan Fenghua with admiration. This guy is also self-aware. The three-star warrior is not good enough to deal with Sima Huangyu. If he wants to fight against them, he must lose. Now this way, it saves time and effort.

"I have no objection! Fantianluo, you don't have any objection either!" Meng Xiner sneered.

Fan Tianluo looked up at the sky, it was almost dusk, the battle at the end of the day was pretty horrific, so it would be better to have a quick battle.

After the four reached an agreement, they told Uncle Quan directly, and the competition for the top three immediately began.

Both Pan Fenghua and Liu Quan tried their best to fight for the third position. The two evenly matched battled in the dark, and the cheers from all around were deafening.

Fan Tianluo and Meng Xiner rested separately, waiting for the end of this match.

Half an hour later, the sun slanting from the west finally fell on the eaves of the huge building in the square, and the hot temperature seemed to turn shady. No.3 was finally decided. Pan Fenghua narrowly defeated Liu Dong with one move, but although Liu Dong lost , although the defeat is glorious, you must know that one is the son of heaven cultivated by a big family, and the other is a strong young man who has cultivated to this point step by step by himself. Although he lost a move, he was respected by everyone, Liu Dong This name will also be remembered by the people of Duyan City.

The reward of [-] gold coins and the title of Deputy Dutong of the Guard of the City Lord's Mansion were his rewards this time, which attracted countless envious eyes.

When Liu Dong waved happily at his parents sitting in the civilian area with red eyes, Fan Tianluo's small mouth curled up slightly. She admired such a man.

After No.3 was released, the atmosphere on the scene finally reached its climax. Fan Tianluo and Meng Xiner fought against each other under the high expectations.

A white light flashed in Fan Tianluo's hand, the Yusha stick was in her hand, the top was dragging the floor, she was wearing white clothes and blue trousers, her long tail and long hair fluttered, and her belt fluttered. .

On the opposite side, Meng Xin'er summoned the ghostly giant-mouthed crocodile. One flew into the air and landed on the giant-mouthed crocodile.

"The competition begins!" Uncle Quan gave an order, and the audience fell silent, staring at the two graceful figures with fiery eyes.

"Fantianluo, let's settle the score today!" Meng Xiner showed a ferocious sneer on her charming face, pointed at her arm and shouted loudly: "Giant mouth crocodile, tear this dead girl to pieces!"

"Wow!" The crowd erupted in exclamation. It was obvious that Meng Xiner's drink was too vicious, and it could also be seen that the conflict between the Meng and Fan families had become irreconcilable.

The gigantic crocodile raised its head and let out a roar, its front hooves and claws clawed twice on the stage, and its huge body rushed towards Fan Tianluo.

There was a sneer on Fantianluo's expressionless little face, but the jade stick in her little hand tightened tightly, staring at the giant-mouthed crocodile that rushed violently, her pupils shrank, and the shocking art and fighting spirit erupted in her body at the same time, The light that was so thick that it was almost blue rushed directly into the jade stick in her hand.