Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

The audience began to quiet down, eyes staring at the center of the arena, Yin Fengxue came up with three-element fused light ball, Fan Tianluo sneered and said, "You want to decide the outcome?"

"Why not!" Yin Fengxue was confident that his profound energy must be stronger than hers, so he chose the simplest but strongest move.

"Whatever you want." The corner of Fantianluo's mouth hooked evilly, and his two hands were clasped together immediately, and the three-color light balls also fused together.

Yin Fengxue compressed the size of the ball of light while staring at Fan Tianluo with a stern gaze. The basketball-sized ball suddenly became the size of a football, and the speed was very fast.

Fan Tianluo smiled and shook her head, "It's impossible to win me like this." After speaking, the three-color light ball in her hand became the size of an egg.

Yin Fengxue's complexion changed, and he exerted all his strength to press down, which reduced the ball of light in his hand to the size of an egg, but his complexion was obviously not as relaxed as Fan Tianluo's, because Fan Tianluo still had a trademark smile on his face , but Yin Fengxue hated her smile the most, as if watching him joke.

Yin Lu of Bixianmen on the rostrum, Yin Fengxue's master, looked a little ugly. Although he was surprised that he couldn't see through Fantianluo's strength, Fantianluo's explosive performance had already made him sure of Fantianluo's strength. He is stronger than Yin Fengxue. Before he boasted that Yin Fengxue would definitely become the number one, and only the number one can enter Bixianmen. Now it seems that he is about to be destroyed by Fantianluo, which makes him itch with hatred for Fantianluo. Xinghe's love for Fantianluo made him resent Zasheng even more, but Bichenzi told him to act with the overall situation in mind, and he didn't dare to offend Supreme Fan here.

"Junior Brother, it seems that your apprentice is going to lose to that girl." Bi Chenzi said with a smile.

"Brother, you also know that Fan Tianluo is the descendant of Fan Zhizun. Fan Zhizun must cultivate it vigorously. Isn't it normal for the apprentice to lose to her?" Yin Lu's tone was a little stiff.

Bichenzi nodded with a smile and said: "Your apprentice is really good, so I didn't disgrace you. Regardless of whether he wins or loses, let him join Bixianmen."

Yin Lu immediately said happily: "Thank you, senior brother, then I can rest assured."

Yin Fengxue finally let go of the three-color ball of light in Yin Fengxue's hand. Fan Tianluo's ball of light collided with his, and a cyclone was created immediately.

In the first move, the two were evenly matched, and neither of them forced the other out. The smile on the corner of Fantianluo's mouth deepened. Her strength is completely capable of tormenting Yin Fengxue, but she wanted to know this guy's trump card, so she made such a move. The illusion, the purpose is to force him to play his cards.

Yin Fengxue saw that the first move was the same between the two of them, and she felt quite at ease. At the same time, an evil smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she made a wrong step, and unexpectedly flew into the air. , I saw that he reached the top of Fantianluo's head all at once, and a huge three-color fist smashed down on Fantianluo's head.

Immediately, the entire audience exclaimed, all worried about Fantianluo, but seeing that Fantianluo also made a wrong step, the whole person escaped from Yin Fengxue's fist range.

Yin Fengxue punched the ground with three-color lights exploding, and everyone present could feel the shock on the ground, but there were dots of black light flickering in the field, and there were no deep pits. This is the field specially set up by the royal family for the competition. Resist damage below the eighth level of the Super Mysterious God.