Dragon Sovereign

"What, Fengling".

"Yes." The staff member nodded seriously and said, "Miss, the game is about to start. Please bet. If you don't want to bet, you can watch it directly." the staff member looked like he was going to leave.

"Wait a minute." Ye Xuan stopped the man, then looked at the girl beside her and said, "Lingling, give me ten Amethyst coins."

"Miss, what are you going to do?" Ziling was a little wary after listening.

"I'm going to bet." There are some subtle changes in Ye Xuan's face. The name of Fengling has been echoing in her heart these days. The battle between Fengling and Zhang tingfei always comes to her mind. She can't believe that a waste suddenly has such strong strength, which directly makes Zhang tingfei lose.

The gap during this period is too big. Now she hears that Fengling has come to Wudou hall, and she has become the black horse who has been working miracles here. She is a little restless, so she decides to support Fengling once.

"Miss, but..." The girl wanted to say that we had only these things, but seeing ye Xuan's firm face, she could only take them out of her body and put them on Ye Xuan's palm.

With a smile on her face, ye Xuan handed it to the staff and said, "I bet on Fengling victory"

the staff nodded, registered and went to the next person again.

Ten minutes later, the whistling sound sounded, and the referee fell on the stage again. He looked at the whole field with fierce eyes and said directly, "players enter."

With the man's words falling, in the hall, Zhang Fan opened his eyes, purple awn in the black pupil flash away, flick sleeve toward the outside, also at this time, a indifferent voice sounded.

"Fengling, a gifted boy." There was a deep disdain in the voice.

Zhang Fan didn't even bring back his head. He really despised people with emotional fluctuations. Even if you had strong strength, there were many people who wanted to kill him in previous lives, but the final result was that he was not alive well

Wang Luo looked a little surprised when he saw Zhang Fan's figure go away, but he soon became depressed, and his mouth turned up Sneer, thinking about how to let Zhang Fan hang here, walking towards the outside.

"Lingling, see? It's really him, it's really Fengling." Ye Xuan couldn't believe watching the white robed boy standing on the stage.

"Well, miss, I see it." Ziling nodded her head slightly. Her eyes were a little surprised. She couldn't see it at this time. This is the waste boy

"Home owner, do you think he really can?" among the audience around, Zhang Moben's look was low and looked down. The hand hidden in the sleeve clenched, and his eyes were fixed on the white robed boy. He was not reconciled. Why could Fengling have such great achievements in a short time

"no matter what, he must die?" Zhang Moben's voice was a little chilly, let's sit down The man beside him trembled.

"He is also a member of Wuzong. If he can't even fight this young man, it's really hard to say..."

On the platform, the middle-aged man glanced at them and began to fall down.

"Boy..." Wang Luo was not in a hurry to start. There was a sneer on his indifferent face. He looked at Zhang Fan coldly and said directly, "today I want you to be destroyed again."

Zhang Fan looks at Wang Luo coldly, and his expression doesn't fluctuate at all, but the fluctuating momentum of Wang Luo's body makes Zhang Fan's heart tremble, and the cyclone in his body revolts madly.

Lingran's momentum emerged, his dark eyes didn't tremble. Maybe the person he was really afraid of had not appeared since he was a child. No matter how fierce he was, he would face the difficulties. If he couldn't escape, he was an assassin and a killer. He had sharp observation. As long as the other party had a little negligence, it would be him, just like a shower It's a blow.

Wang Luo looks surprised, and his eyes reveal that he can't believe it. His words stimulate the other side, as if the other side is not afraid at all. But it's better. If Zhang Fan loses before fighting, he will be bored.

The black awn slowly emerged from his body, and his right hand slowly took down the weapon behind him. It was a weapon similar to a triangle fork, but it looked even more strange. With the flow of energy, the whole weapon had a black meaning, which gave people a very mysterious feeling.

Wang Luo's eyes sweep to Zhang Fan like electricity, and the corner of his mouth turns higher. His indifferent voice rings: "take out your weapon"

"it depends on whether you are worthy of your strength." Zhang Fan's voice was indifferent, and his eyes swept Wang Luo's eyes. His face was slightly tender, and his face slowly appeared resolute.

The bright purple awn slowly emerged on the body, Zhang Fan's essential temperament was transferred again, and his expression became more indifferent.

"What an arrogant boy." Zhang Luo sneered. Zhang Fan's words made him angry. He was looked down upon by a young man. The strange triangle fork in his hand trembled slightly, and the black light became more intense. With a low drink, his body became violent.Zhang Fan's heart trembled, and the color of vigilance in his eyes deepened. Under the local pressure, the cyclone in his body spun faster.

"There's more pressure." Under such pressure, he not only has no fear, but his black eyes are full of urgency. If the pressure is greater, he has a feeling that he may break through.

"Drink"

the triangular fork vibrates more and more severely. Wang Luo stares at Zhang Fan with his eyes. His eyes are a little incredulous. The other side doesn't seem to be in the slightest fear. He sees something urgent in the other side's eyes. The black figure gallops like the wind. The triangular fork in his hand sweeps towards Zhang Fan's body with a strange force.

Zhang Fan's body also moved. Instead of retreating, he moved forward. The purple awn on his body was like a rising flame. His whole body was included. At that moment, his body seemed to be faster.

"Break yuan Zhang."

At that moment, the cold low cheers suddenly rang out. Zhang Fan's right hand was spread out, and the violent purple mang beat Wang Luo with a thunderbolt.

The sound of breaking the air is harsh. The first layer of breaking yuan palm is completely different from the third layer of breaking yuan palm, and its strength is incomparable. At this time, the energy potential of the three layers can break bamboo

"what kind of skill is this?" Wang Luo's eyes are a little surprised. It's so simple and capable, but with such rich energy

the triangular fork in his hand shakes instantly, and the buzz is still harsh The black awn cut through the sky and swept up.

"Touch." The roaring energy collided with each other and rolled up faint ripples. One white figure retreated out, and the other was driven up with fierce spirit.

neither of them showed the spirit of martial arts. Now I'm afraid it's just a competition between forces, but the levels are different. Zhang fan is definitely not the opponent in terms of force, and all of these are based on the skill.

If Zhang Fan's skills can make up for it, maybe the situation can be brought back. However, if Zhang Fan has any, they still have inexplicable expectations in their hearts, looking forward to Zhang Fan's miracle again.

"Kaitai palm"

when Zhang Fan drinks again, his body should go up.

"You don't need weapons" Wang Luo's eyes twinkled, and the cold light in his eyes became more and more intense. He was too proud or really despised himself. However, Zhang Fan didn't know weapons, and he was the most unhappy.

It seems that if you don't show some strength, it's hard for you to understand how to use weapons.

"Floating light and shadow"

Wang Luo murmured, and the triangle fork in his hand suddenly turned into three empty shadows. The three sharp forces galloped towards Zhang Fan's body with awe inspiring hegemony. He deliberately restrained some of his strength. If Zhang Fan was so easily abandoned, it would be too boring. The result he wanted was to raise Zhang Fan, raise him, raise him, and then raise him Step on it.

Whether it's insulting or humiliating, what he likes to play is this advanced skill of floating light and shadow, yellow level. Under the effect of force, he can instantly separate the attack and attack the opponent in three directions, and the attack power remains unchanged

under his keen perception, Zhang Fan naturally finds something. His eyebrows are slightly raised, and Kaitai palm skill suddenly becomes sharp When the enemy retreats, we advance. When the enemy advances, we retreat

Kaitai palm fell, the three energy attacks were not dispersed, but they played an obvious weakening role. With another palm, the three energy attacks slowly dissipated in the air.

"Tut Tut, not bad." Wang Luo nodded his head gently, and his eyes were a little impressed. Zhang Fan is so young that he can counteract his attack with two simple skills. Few of the younger generation can do it. However, the more excellent Zhang Fan's performance is, the more he wants to rub him in his heart.

The sneer at the corner of his mouth is getting deeper and deeper. Wang Luo's triangle fork is instantly recovered, and his right hand is suddenly shot out. A black handprint is instantly patted towards Wang Luo's chest. The strength of his hand causes a roaring sound.

Feeling each other's terrible energy, Zhang Fan's eyebrows trembled. Come on, it's better to be more intense. The greater the pressure, the better, because he now feels that the fluctuation of the cyclone is more intense and may break through at any time.

He didn't pull out his sword, because if the sword was in his hand, maybe the pressure would become less. He would never get a tiger without going into the tiger's den. Now he is taking risks, risking in the front line of his life. In order to break through, he would not hesitate to suffer from the sword mountain.

The eye-catching essence flashed between the eyes. All the palm techniques and leg techniques learned in the previous life were displayed, just like a bomber.

All the people on the scene were stunned, and Zhang Fan's fighting style was too overbearing.

they didn't know that Zhang Fan was willing to give up at this time. Maybe using the sword can shorten the gap between the two, but it's just shortening it. If you want to really defeat the other side, if you don't have the strength, it's absolutely in the air defense gun. Maybe you can find the right time and use the Xuanyuan sword But he didn't want to miss the chance of breakthrough, and he didn't want to expose his Xuanyuan so quickly and too early.