Dragon Sovereign

Although he held the sword, his strength was abruptly dispersed.

Zhang Fan's eyes were a little surprised. Wang Luo really had some skills, but even so, he suffered a dark loss.

The sword moves of Zixia skill are coherent, uneven and ever-changing, which makes the opponent have no hand to fight back.

"Royal sword"

it comes out with a low drink.

The purple awn on Zhang Fan's body stirred again. The long sword in his right hand vibrated rapidly in an instant. Countless sword shadows burst out in an instant. With infinite suppression, he swept away towards Wang Luo's body.

Wang Luo's pupils obviously contracted, and the breath of killing made him smell more dangerous. He didn't have strong defense, so he dodged quickly.

At that moment, the left hand spread out, and a dark shadow appeared. The martial spirit, the beast martial spirit, and the crypt spider were a kind of ferocious beast, and contained highly toxic, belonging to an extremely strange and powerful beast soul.

When the ghost of the crypt spider appeared, the people on the scene were stunned, and the referee also showed a trace of surprise. The ghost was very strong

with a light grip of his right hand, a stream of black air instantly flowed from his body. At this time, Wang Luo's eyes became more dark and strange.

"Boy, there are some ways, but the real battle has just begun."

With the addition of the spirit of martial arts, Wang Luo's voice became extremely cold, which made people feel no emotion at all: "suffer death."

Wang Luo knocked at the corner of his mouth, looked disdainful, even full of sneers. His body turned into a black shadow, and rushed towards Zhang Fan's body, very fast.

Zhang Fan's eyes half narrowed. He didn't expect that the other side would become so domineering after the martial spirit energy possessed him. The house of Lengshen also made a quick response. The sword in his hand pierced in an instant, showing its sharp edge. The sound of roaring was approaching, and the fierce air suddenly rioted.

The crazy sword Qi is shot out.

Wang Luo's look was disdainful. After the addition of martial spirit, these forces became weak for him. His body moved sideways in an instant, dodged the past moment, and the fork in his hand swept towards Zhang Fan's body with strange energy.

Now the triangle fork is attached with the toxicity of crypt spider, and most people will die if they touch it

looking at the strange light, Zhang Fan's idea fluctuates, and his face becomes focused. He smells a very dangerous and dangerous breath, and the triangle fork of the other party must not be involved.

Between thinking, Zhang Fan stepped on the maze step, and his figure dodged in the back direction in the form of illusion. At the same time, the sword in his hand was still shaking.

"Shatian"

burst out, Zhang Fan's body suddenly gasped, with countless sword shadows and crazy riots, swept out.

The sword spirit is mixed with the air of terror, even with a trace of bloodthirsty. How can his essence allow others to provoke

the crazy sword spirit spread all over the battle platform, countless sword shadows, gorgeous and eye-catching. The four levels of skill momentum can not be underestimated by ordinary people

the harsh voice appears again, and Wang Luo's body becomes more black. In a hurry, his figure flows towards the battlefield Zhang Fan's direction galloped away, his left hand spread out, a mass of black fog burst out instantly.

Understand the skills of crypt spider, magic barrier, contact people, can make them weak, and the scope is very wide.

Looking at such a strange thing, Zhang Fan once again murmured, the bright purple awn more rioted, the power of heaven and earth crazy circulation.

When Zhang Fan's whole body is covered by purple awn, his body rushes directly into the black fog. Although Zixia skill is gentle, it has a very strong resistance to the evil way.

Into the black fog, the harsh sound of rapid wear.

The color of surprise appeared in the black eyes, in the purple mang crazy surge, Zhang Fan's body suddenly accelerated up.

Wang Luo saw that Zhang Fan went into the black fog, and his sneer deepened. With a low drink, the black fog filled the air and became more intense. The whole battle platform immediately shrouded in it. The black fog was his domain, and Zhang Fan was doomed.

Wang Luo doesn't know that Zhang Fan's favorite is the night. A killer likes to dance in the night. The night will not make Wang Luo feel panic, on the contrary, he will feel inexplicable excitement. Every perfect assassination task is completed in the night.

The black fog here is more rich and black. Purple awn appears on the pupil, and the perception of four layers diffuses out instantly.

The black fog around him may be toxic, and may cause a certain loss of his energy, but the night is a place where he can jump at will.

Everyone was worried when they saw the black fog on the battlefield. Although they didn't know the function of the black fog, since it was released by Wang Luo, it was very powerful for him.

Can Zhang Fan create a miracle again? Their hearts are pulled up again.

Feng batian's brow is tight. Now he can't see the specific situation inside, so he is full of worry. But he still chooses to believe it. He can't help but come up with the situation that Zhang Fan took the initiative to attack inside. In this case, it proves that he is absolutely sure."Young master, you must insist." Ouyang xian'er's pupils are full of purple light. Her hands are pinched together, and her heart is full of worry.

"Miss, I can't see it now. What should I do. Will master Fengling have any problems? " Ziling sat beside Ye Xuan and said anxiously.

"Don't talk nonsense." Ye Xuan's pretty eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, but her small face was also worried. Her beautiful eyes were looking at the stage tightly, as if hoping to see something.

"Hehe, master, it seems that the boy is going to make a big effort. The wind family's rubbish is not going to survive." The man beside Zhang Moben was smiling.

"Well." After listening to Zhang Mo, he just nodded, but the coldness in the corner of his mouth became deeper and deeper. I only hate him for being jealous. He is really jealous. He is jealous of Zhang Fan's talent and nature. He is very curious about how a scrap grows into the present situation. He is jealous of fengbatian and why he can have such a situation Why does Zhang Moben's son look a bit ferocious? Zhang Fan has to die.

Zhang Fan's breath is completely silent at this time. It's an instinctive reaction. It's a habit formed in the dark, in order to make the opponent not aware of his existence, and then cause a fatal blow to the opponent.

he likes this feeling. Thank Wang Luo for all this Slightly warped, eyes reveal cold light.

I'm afraid Wang Luo was the most shocked. In the black fog, he couldn't detect Zhang Fan's breath. His eyes were full of disbelief. He closed his eyes and began to wave the fork in his hand. Then he opened his eyes, which still revealed that he couldn't believe it. Now there are two possibilities, either Zhang fan can't enjoy the toxicity of the black fog, hang up, or the other party has a quirk The different skills are hidden. If it was the former, it would be better, but after that, it would be bad for him.

At the moment of canceling the black fog, he had such an idea, but if it was really cancelled, it would not be that he beat himself in the face.

Wang Luo's body moved. Since you can't come out, you should be found out. As long as two people fight each other, the other's energy consumption and their own toxic invasion, the other will also die, but what he didn't expect is that Zhang Fan should die It would be such a difficult opponent, even if the opponent's strength is low,

when he was looking for it, he suddenly felt the sword Qi of a spiritual force flowing in an instant, the triangle fork trembled, and he met him up in an instant, but he just hit the void.

The pupil shrinks again, and the other person's speed is so fast that Wang Luo becomes more vigilant in a moment. This is his field. How can he allow others to make trouble again

while thinking, the black awn on Wang Luo's body stirs up more strongly. The speed of the body becomes very fast. I've been looking for it in the whole battlefield. No matter whether you live or die, I'll find a corpse.

But after a circle, the body was said to be dead, and even a fly could not be seen.

Wang Luo's eyes flashed with anger, clenched his fists, and looked for death.

the crazy black energy rioted, and the whole black fog whirled like a few eggs inserted into a chopstick.

At this time, black energy bands appear on Wang Luo's body in the dark room. This is his second skill when he breaks through the martial arts master. First of all, the black belt is full of poison. If he touches it, it will invade directly. What's more outstanding is that the black belt has a very wide range of contact.

But to Wang Luo's surprise, he still didn't find Zhang Fan's figure, which made him more and more angry. The black belt on his body spread out in the whole exhibition stand. Could you still disappear?

ten minutes later, twenty minutes later, he still didn't notice each other's figure, could you really disappear.

Wang Luo clenched his fist, The black eyes flickered, and the angry voice came out: "smelly boy, you can only escape, even those who fight head-on do not dare"

as Wang Luo's words came out, the audience around him instantly breathed and relaxed. Wang Luo's words proved one thing, that is, the young man who has been working miracles, the new black horse of Wudou hall is still alive, and there is no problem Hanging in the dark fog.

Feng batian also breathed out, looking a little surprised, how her son did it

Ouyang xian'er's little hands were still together, and her face was full of worry. In the end, she was always worried.

As for ye Xuan and Zi Ling, their expressions relaxed, and Mei Mou looked at the black fog tightly.