Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Fan Tianluo could roughly guess what happened to the two brothers, and couldn't help laughing secretly, every family has a difficult book.

Except for the disciples who have no opponents at several levels who are directly eligible, as long as they are at the same level, they must start competing for the qualifications to enter the county competition.

There are only two fans at Fantianluo's level, one is Ding Wenliang who lost to her last time, and the other is Ding Wenquan who is the pinnacle of the tenth level of Xuanshi.

"Miss Xiaoluo, I am sure to win this time!" Ding Wenquan is a young man who seems to be liked by others, and is about the same age as Fan Tianluo.

"Master Wenquan, I am bound to win. It seems that either you will die or I will live." Fan Tianluo smiled and blinked.

Ding Wenquan was stunned for a moment and then laughed loudly: "Miss Luo is really funny. I didn't get to see your demeanor last time, but I heard that you are very strong, so I won't show mercy."

"That's exactly what it should be, this is the joy!" Fan Tianluo put on a posture, and hooked Ding Wenquan's finger, making the onlookers' hair black. What kind of action is this?Can women use it?

Ding Wenquan was stunned, thinking that this woman is not an ordinary woman, this is a provocation, his complexion tightened, he gathered his profound strength and rushed towards Fantianluo, punching Fantianluo's pretty face directly .

The corners of Fan Tianluo's mouth curled up slightly, but she still didn't back down, and directly greeted her with a fist like a thunderbolt.

Under the collision, Fan Tianluo took two steps back, while Ding Wenquan remained motionless. Obviously, Ding Wenquan was indeed stronger than her in terms of profound strength.

Ding Wenquan smiled and looked at Fantianluo playfully.

Fan Tianluo looked at her aching fist, and after blowing out, the corner of her mouth slightly curled up, and suddenly let out a coquettish shout, just flew into the air, and smashed Ding Wenquan on the head.

Ding Wenquan crossed his fists and raised his head above his head to block the blow, but he didn't expect that this punch seemed to be much stronger than the one just now, which made his whole body bend, and he quickly took two steps back, his eyes widened in shock. Looking at Fan Tianluo.

"Hey, I didn't do my best just now!" Fan Tianluo laughed evilly, "This time it's true!" While speaking, the figure flashed left and right, as fast as lightning.

Ding Wenquan immediately groaned inwardly, and hurriedly backed away, a gust of strong wind came in front of him, even if his body swayed from side to side, he couldn't get rid of it, this shock was no small matter, he could only burst out all his profound strength, and slapped it out with one palm.

He belongs to the attribute of fire. Although this palm did not produce red mist, it caused a burning sensation in the wind of the palm, and the strength of the peak of the Xuanshi has been fully revealed.

The onlookers were very nervous. Feeling the power of Ding Wenquan's palm, they all thought that Fantianluo would definitely hide, but no one thought that Fantianluo's figure not only did not hide, but took the initiative to greet her. The palm is printed on it.

With a sound of "Puff!", the two palms touched each other, and Fantianluo only felt a burning sensation in the palm of his hand, but Ding Wenquan was more surprised than her, Fantianluo's palm didn't feel any element, and It was pure power, and this power was so great that it exceeded his strength, so he stepped back a few meters with his feet touching the ground, leaving a scratch on the ground.

"How is it possible?" Ding Wenquan looked at his palm in disbelief.

"Master Wenquan, I accept it." Fan Tianluo clasped his fists together and looked at him with a smile.