Dragon Sovereign

Half a month later, Zhang Fan stood on the platform with his hands down. His white robe and three thousand black silk on his head swayed with the wind. On his young face, there was a calm color. A pair of black eyes were beating purple awn from time to time. A blue sign was hanging on the waist of the white robe. In half a month, he was promoted from yellow to blue, and he was still in the middle of the world It's also the last game of the blue card game. After this game, his level will be promoted again to reach the existence of the purple card.

In nearly 20 games, Zhang Fan has created miracles in every game. Now every battle of Zhang Fan is thrilling. The most important thing is that Zhang Fan's soul, which has not been used once, has come to this point.

In more than 20 competitions, the support rate has increased from zero to more than 80% now, and it is still increasing rapidly. Ye Xuan comes here early every day, and every time she sees the boy in white robe, her heart will rise faint attachment.

The beautiful eyes fell on the white robed boy, and her eyes were slightly obsessed. A month ago, she was a waste, and a month later, she was a talented boy. No one knew how big the gap was. Ye Xuan gently lifted her hair from the wind to her ears, and looked at the white robed boy who had been working miracles Year

the perception of the four layers fluctuates back and forth. Zhang Fan's eyes are fixed on the opposite man, and the cyclone in his body begins to stir up.

The middle-aged man glanced at Zhang Fan with a look of surprise. The young man is still working miracles, and he sincerely believes that the young man will still work miracles.

The strength of youth may not be so good, but his spirit, his never say die spirit, will always shock all people.

He is not a man to be manipulated by others. He is an eagle flying in the sky. The huge sky is his real stage. He has a feeling that this young man will set off a storm in the land of martial spirit.

Intuition, absolute intuition, middle-aged man sincerely believe.

"Start"

for a long time, the middle-aged man's voice fell, and then he stepped down from the battle platform.

"Drink"

it is obvious that the man standing opposite Zhang Fan knows more about Zhang Fan's information. At the moment when his martial spirit is highlighted, his weapons are swaying in an instant, and he rushes towards Zhang Fan's body with fierce attack. At the same time, his figure also rushes up under the gentle streamer.

This young man is not simple, so he decided at the beginning to take advantage of the storm to let the other side lose here.

This young man is really not simple. The existence of the blue card warrior can't stop Zhang Fan's steps.

zimang swept out of Zhang Fan's body. At that moment, his body also welcomed him. The noise, at this time, always disappeared. His eyes all fell on the young man in white robe, waiting for the moment when he created a miracle again.

Black horse Zhang Fan is now the darkest black horse in Wudou hall. Who doesn't know the name of Fengling in the whole LiuYun kingdom? Zhang Fan was a waste before, but now his knowledge has changed dramatically.

Fengling is a gifted young man

Fengling is a young model

Fengling is a specimen that his mother teaches her children every night

the name of Fengling has become the most lively topic in Liuyun country. On the street, maybe everyone is talking about it.

Because of the existence of Fengling in the martial arts hall, the staff of the martial arts hall are always overcrowded

the instant contact between the two figures, the sharp sound of the car, and the real battle begins again.

Half an hour later, a sword, a simple sword, was on the man's neck. The white robe was still spotless. The temperament on his body, the temperament on his bones, and the essence were incisively and vividly reflected. Zhang Fan was like an invincible God of war in the martial arts hall.

After a moment of silence, the noise sounded again. The whole martial arts hall seemed to be half warmed up, and the winner was boiling up.

At this moment, Zhang Fan, the blue card warrior, has created an opportunity again. At this point, he will enter the level of the purple card warrior. This battle will be the battle of Fengling's popularity in Liuyun country again, and this stop will also be the battle of Fengling's miracle again.

Strength at this time, strength is not absolute, spirit is what everyone should learn

"you lost" Zhang Fan's dark eyes fell on the man and said calmly.

"Well." The man's look was a little decadent and his eyes were dim.

Looking at the young man in white robe in front of him, maybe he is still young, maybe his strength is not strong, maybe he is still a young man, but the other side's fighting experience is completely unknown and the level of skill is not out, which makes him feel the pressure, and Zhang Fan's existence subverts a thing.

under the absolute strength, as long as you firmly believe in everything, you will also create a miracle

Fengling didn't kill, which makes the man's heart slightly fluctuate, and even he found a problem. As long as Fengling's opponent is calm and doesn't kill, Fengling will leave each other's life in the end"Fenglingsheng"

middle aged men have formed a habit. Every time Zhang Fan goes on stage, he will say these three words, and these three words are words that have been prepared for a long time.

Three simple words, once again, make the noise of the field become more huge.

Ouyang xian'er waved her little hand and felt proud.

Fengbatian has no change, but his heart is full of joy.

Ye Xuan screamed without any identity. She was like a crazy fan at this time.

Ziling also received Ye Xuan's rendering these days. She followed Ye Xuan and cried, feeling very comfortable.

When he came to the dark hall, Zhang Fan leaned on the stone pillar again, closed his eyes and began to recover. Zixia skill of the fourth floor was really strong, but with each promotion, his pressure would become more and more big.

His mind trembled slightly. The greater the pressure, the better. He really enjoyed this feeling. Maybe every time he went home, he was tired physically and mentally. But the next day, the Yuan Li in his body would become strong. In half a month, Zixia skill had grown up a lot compared with the beginning of promotion, and it was close to another breakthrough Step.

As for Ji Tong's skill, in the half month period, he also broke through the level of meat refining and reached the stage of bone refining. With the promotion of this skill, the strength of his body also changed.

Half a month later, Zhang Fan's height has become higher again. Compared with his peers, his height has been regarded as the top level.

One day for this time of Zhang Fan, out of the martial arts hall, Zhang Fan just want to go back to the family early and lie on the bed for a rest, the next two battle of purple card martial arts let his body and mind completely overdrawn.

People who can reach the purple brand martial arts are very strong. If it wasn't for Xuanyuan's great edge at the critical moment, I'm afraid they would have lost.

Xuanyuan is a very good thing, but Zhang Fan knows that he definitely can't rely on Xuanyuan, otherwise it will have a certain impact on his future achievements.

So every time the key, irresistible time, Zhang Fan will choose to use, this is his temperament, this temperament no one can change.

Three people walked not far, the rapid footsteps sounded, Zhang Fan looked back, the figure of the two girls appeared in front of him.

"Fengling..."

Ye Xuan trotted to Zhang Fan's side and wiped the sweat on her white forehead. Then she looked at him with big eyes and said, "you're great."

Zhang Fan couldn't help laughing. At the end of the competition, ye Xuan would come up and say a word, and Zhang Fan would respond with a thank you, this time was no exception.

Zhang Fan's face pulled out a smile and said directly: "thank you"

after listening, ye Xuan's face showed a smile and was just about to say something. However, seeing Zhang Fan's tired face, her lips moved and said: "you have a good rest. I will continue to support you."

Zhang Fan nodded gently and followed fengbatian to the family.

Looking at Zhang Fan's back, ye Xuan's eyes show her obsession again. Which girl doesn't like to marry a person with high strength? Among the young generation of Liuyun country, Zhang Fan's strength is absolutely top-notch, and the gap between the front and the back, Zhang Fan's figure is deeply imprinted in Ye Xuan's heart.

Looking at her young lady, Ziling could not help but say: "Miss"

then Xie Xie Xuan didn't respond. She put out her little hand in front of her and said, "Miss, you don't like master shangfengling."

Ye Xuan reflected that her face was full of ruddy color. She poked a smile at the corner of her mouth and said, "go home."

"Oh" Ziling makes a long sound. Now ye Xuan sneaks out every day with all kinds of excuses and methods. Every time she goes back, she will be told by her family. But ye Xuan is so tired that she doesn't know how to get tired.

when she goes back to her family, after dinner, she goes back to her room, and Fengling lies on the bed directly. The consumption of the next two games is too much. She lies comfortably in bed for a while, holding her hands He sat up and entered the cultivation state again.

Late at night, Zhang Fan clearly felt his perception fluctuated, suddenly opened his eyes, looked up and found a shadow standing outside the door.

Purple awn slowly beating, it is a strange breath, and the perception of clear in that person's body felt a trace of murder.

Zhang Fan closed his eyes and became silent.

The door opened, and the figure came in gently, with a light step. If it wasn't for Zhang Fan's perception at this time, I'm afraid he couldn't detect a trace at all.

The spirit of Su Sha was a little deeper. Zhang Fan clearly felt the energy on the figure fluctuated.