Dragon Sovereign

More than a dozen people came to Zhang Fan, and the man who took the lead fell on Zhang Fan. His eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a glimmer of cold light inside. He had only practiced for two months. Unexpectedly, as soon as he came out, he heard so many negative news from the vertical and horizontal team, and even the vice leader of the vertical and horizontal team was dismissed by a new man

this time, now it has become a joke of the college The vertical and horizontal team can't even look up, so he has to catch the culprit and abuse him once. He set up the vertical and horizontal team by himself, but he can't destroy it like this.

"What's your name?" the leading man's eyes fell on Zhang Fan's body and said it lightly.

"Fengling" Zhang Fan said it fearlessly.

Looking at Zhang Fan's appearance, the man was really surprised, but his face slowly became gloomy, and said directly: "do you know what the consequences of challenging our vertical and horizontal team will be"

"I don't know" Zhang Fan shrugged. At this time, the corner of his mouth was even more involved with a smile, and he continued: "moreover, I don't want to know"

the man's face turned pale The previous faint smile turned into a gloomy color, looked at Zhang Fan coldly, nodded his head and said: "very good, young man is really good"

between the men nodded, the momentum of the body gradually emerged, in less than a few seconds, the strength of the general broke out completely, a pair of eyes flickered to see Fengling, said: "I Nie Xiao is still young There is no habit of suffering losses "

" Nie Xiaomo "

under the oppression of the other party, Zhang Fan is indeed a bit difficult, but he has encountered more severe oppression than this, so he doesn't show any abnormality. He also coldly says:" I'm the same with Fengling "

" very good "Nie Xiao's expression has obviously changed, no matter what the strength of the other party is His attitude made him look at him differently.

After the words fall, Nie Xiao's look is also more and more cold up, suddenly, is the right hand quickly toward Zhang Fan's body grabbed in the past.

As soon as his face tightened, Zhang Fangang wanted to act as a figure. A figure stood in front of him: "move my boss, pass me first." after the words fell, his right hand spread out, and the moment the beetle emerged, it also melted into the fat man's body. Suddenly, a strong feeling emerged.

"Looking for death" Nie Xiao didn't expect that the humble fat man standing beside Zhang Fan was so bold. He suddenly looked cold. With a wave of his right hand, the surging energy directly hit the fat man.

"Touch"

with a dull voice, the fat man's face suddenly appeared a touch of ruddy, and his mouth vomited a mouthful of blood. Unfortunately, it was sprayed directly on Nie Xiao's body.

Nie Jie's face suddenly turned to his right foot, and his face suddenly turned to blood.

The fat man's reaction was very fast, and his left arm blocked him instantly. Nevertheless, the fat man snorted again, and his body flew out directly. He fell heavily on the ground and fainted.

Fat man's soul defense is very strong, but it's only for the same level. If the other side goes beyond many stages, how strong the soul defense is, I'm afraid it will collapse.

Nie Xiao looked at the fat man flying backward, his face was covered with a sneer, and at this time, he suddenly felt a forest of eyes fell on him, eyes full of cold, let his whole people are a little uncomfortable.

Looking up, I found Zhang Fan's dark eyes, looking at him without any emotion.

Mouth up. Nie Xiao has disdain on his face, but his heart is still a little surprised. Zhang Fan is able to win by the weak and challenge by leaping over the strong. No matter what the result is, the other side will be impressed. At this time, he also sees the difference of Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan is still young now, and his mentality and talent are so good. If he is older, I'm afraid it will be incomparable at that time.

thinking of this, Nie Xiao's face is getting colder and colder. In this case, he doesn't mind a good blow.

"You should die"

the indifferent voice rang out, Zhang Fan's right hand slowly raised, the sword behind him rang out with a sound of friction, and directly fell on the palm of his hand.

The purple awn floats on Zhang Fan's body in an instant, just like the firecrackers blooming in an instant, which is extremely gorgeous.

"To start" Nie Xiao mouth slightly warped, sneer deeper, he also wanted to see how the strength of the youth in front of him.

At this time, the people behind Nie Xiao retreated in an instant. If the battle between them affected them, they would be really unjustly killed.

When people around them saw that there were many people around, they immediately came over with curiosity. When they saw a Nie Xiao, they were shocked. This guy was able to get out of the gate. They just came out to abuse people. They were very curious and looked in the direction of Zhang Fan.

When they saw a young man holding a long sword, his face showed a funny color. The fight between the two was just a fight with a soft stone, and he was dead.

"fight it"

Zhang Fan didn't talk nonsense at this time. What about the strength of the other side? He was afraid of King Wu's real strength. He killed them all. He was not afraid of a general in front of himThe crazy sword spirit flows out of Zhang Fan with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers. It's so fierce that it frightens people's heart. The piercing sound of breaking the air is like a meteor rushing to the moon.

Such momentum shocked everyone. This young man was so extraordinary, including Nie Xiao. No wonder his vice captain would lose. The other side's amazing performance was really extraordinary

but he could see that the strength of the other side should be at the level of martial arts master, even less than the great martial arts master. The gap between the two can be said to be like a gap, which is impossible stride across.

The strength of the other side in how outstanding performance, in front of him is still vulnerable, but when it comes to the fight, if the end of hasty, it is not good.

Looking at each other's body rushing up, Nie Xiao smiles coldly, spreads out his right hand in an instant, and the surging energy rushes out in an instant, turning into a huge palm print, whistling towards Zhang Fan in an instant.

Zhang Fan breathed a little, then took a deep breath. The purple awn of his sword was longer.

"Broken sky" indifferent voice from Zhang Fan's final suddenly drink out, crazy sword surging, momentum burst, with unstoppable momentum, directly burst out.

Countless sword shadows are overwhelming, and the harsh sound makes many people cover their ears, and their eyes show what they can't imagine.

At the moment of "touching" countless sword shadows standing on the palmprint, the surging energy with sharp sword Qi rippled towards the ripples all around

and the huge palmprint stopped for a minute, then became dim, Zhang Fan's pupil contracted slightly, his right hand opened a Thai palm, instantly dispersed, stepped on the maze step, and rushed up directly. The body looks ethereal and the stars are flying. Near Nie Xiao's moment, the three figures suddenly turned out, and the people on the scene immediately felt that their eyes were dazzled, showing a look of disbelief.

Nie Xiao's eyes are also a little shocked. The other side can do this. No one can beat him at the same level, but for him

The right hand spreads out again, the index finger instantaneously points out.

Xuanzhi, Huang Jie's advanced skill, condenses the force in the body and shoots it out. The attack power is very strong. However, when he uses it out, Nie Xiao regrets that the other side is so easy to be hurt, but there is no trace of it.

Zhang Fan naturally sees the regret in the other side's eyes, his heart beats slightly, and an unspeakable anger rises suddenly.

Looking at the majestic finger, a cold drink of "Wusha"

the sound fell. When the gorgeous sword shadow flashed, Zhang Fan's body was all wrapped up by purple awn, and the sword shadow was like a wild snake dancing.

The unique edge of Wusha is combined in a moment, and the horror of Susha is shot out with the meaning of the sword and the unyielding spirit of Zhang Fan.

The harsh voice sounded again. At the moment of the accidental killing, everyone blinked.

As the fourth level performance of Yunluo sword technique, Wusha has already existed quite fiercely. Nie Xiao's eyes also revealed his surprise. What kind of skill this skill is

and in his surprise, the sound of cracking sounded, the two energies collided, the terrible energy waves rippled around, and Zhang fan's body retreated.

"Kill"

at the moment when Zhang Fan's body stagnates, his right foot hides and his body rushes up again. At this time, Zhang Fan's right hand trembled, and the purple awn on his body fluctuated very strongly.

"Thunder"

as the indifferent voice fell, the sound of breaking the air became more harsh. At this time, Zhang Fan's body only left a faint shadow, and the sword became a little hot under the speed of thunder. Between the flashes, Zhang Fan has reached Nie Xiao.

The fifth level sword move of thunderbolt Zixia skill is mainly reflected in speed. It's simple and fast, without leaving any trace. This move doesn't give Zhang Fan any way to go back, because the fifth move focuses on fast interception, giving the opponent no preparation time.

The thunder of the fifth move also took away half of his Zixia skill. Jiedan trembled quickly, absorbed the power of the world around him, and added it, but it was obviously out of proportion to the consumption.

Nie Xiao's pupils obviously contracted, and his heart set off a storm. Under the strength of the general, his perception is still very strong. He can feel how fast the other party's speed is, and his heart set off a storm

I'm afraid that in less than a second, he will arrive in front of his body. At this time, the first thing he feels is the piercing fierceness, and at this time, he even feels it Feel a threat, and smell the smell of death, and these are from the youth he disdains.