Whoosh!

A sound of breaking the wind sounded, and soon Wang Fan's 71st opponent appeared on the platform.

The man was small and thin, but his breath was very cold.

Especially his eyes, extremely sharp, standing there, gives a sense of extreme danger.

"Lo

"It's Luo. Is he on the court at last?"

"It seems that the three-tier winning streak of the fairy king is coming to an end."

"It's a pity, but the fairy King's third level can be up to now. Even if he is defeated, he is proud enough."

"This Luo is a real and ruthless man. He seldom leaves a living."

Looking at the small figure that suddenly appeared on the stage, many friars could not help but began to talk in surprise.

Because it's no one else who is on the stage. It's Luo who is very famous in Wudou Pavilion.

Although Luo is small and thin, no one looks down on him at all. All those who look down on him are dead.

This man is cruel and vicious. It can be said that he is extremely cruel.

When he was there in the first World War, he was bloodthirsty and violent. If he was not strong minded, he would be scared if he just felt that breath.

Luo's top record is 73 wins in a row, which can be said to be extremely tough.

Wang Fan naturally also heard the following people's comments, he could not help but curious to see the small friar in front of him.

See, Luo is staring at him coldly, in the eye is springing up Sen Han's murdering machine.

This makes Wang Fan feel strange.

Although the two are rivals, there is no hatred and no need to show their murders as soon as they come up, right?

Of course, Wang Fan didn't think much.

In his body, Xianyuan was in a frenzy. With his right hand, he grabbed a curved sword of Xianwang level and was ready to fight.

It can be said that up to now, there are no weak people in the field.

Even if Wang fan can beat those people, he has to take them seriously.

After all, if you want to win 100 games in a row, there are still 30 battles left. Once he is injured, it will be extremely unfavorable to the subsequent battles.

Luo Tong looked at Wang Fan, and his breath began to rise.

He didn't rush to start, but his eyes fell on Wang fan like hawk falcon, as if he wanted to find Wang Fan's flaw and seek the chance to kill.

Both of them were very patient and neither of them moved.

The atmosphere seemed a little depressing for a moment.

Even the people below held their breath and became quiet for a moment.

More than ten minutes later, Luo still didn't find the flaw. He didn't want to wait.

Whoosh!

With a blast, he stepped on the ground like a fierce beast, and rushed to Wang fan like an arrow.

Come on!

He's just as fast as he can be.

At the same time, his immortal realm is also radiated out of madness, directly covering Wang Fan.

This person moves extremely decisively, has not even planned to give Wang Fan any opportunity.

Wang Fan looked at this scene, but he couldn't help laughing.

Almost at the moment Luo started, he also followed.

Bright golden light around the whole body, Wang fan like a real dragon, straight toward Luo Ying.

At the same time, his immortal realm also bloomed, blocking Luo's domain prestige.

Bang bang bang.

One after another, the sound of explosion came out, people only heard bursts of deafening sound explosion, in a short period of time, the two people have been fighting dozens of times.

Wang Fan's heart is shocked incomparably, this Luo really deserves to be the fierce person of the martial arts field, at least this physique's strong degree, already he met all fairy King friars.

But Wang fan is not afraid, his left hand fist, right hand sword, in constant and Luo attack.

In the eyes of the public, it was like a series of shadows flashing, which could not capture where Wang Fan's real body was.

Luo's speed is also very fast, but compared with Wang Fan, he is still a little worse.

Because Wang fan can move a lot of space, and he won't.

Often at the critical moment, Wang fan can disappear out of thin air, appear in the strange corner he did not expect, and continue to attack him.

"So strong."

"It's really fast."

The following friars looked at this scene, and they were very excited.

Although their fighting speed is fast, they are extremely dangerous. If they are not careful, they will pay for their lives.

This kind of fighting is really too exciting and hot-blooded.

At a certain moment, Wang Fan and Luo separated after another collision.

Wang fan is OK, but his face is a little pale, and his clean clothes are a little messy.

On the contrary, there are countless wounds on Luo's body.Those wounds were left with swords. The red blood penetrated out and then fell down. They looked very red.

This scene is even more shocking to everyone.

How can Wang Fan be so tough and hurt Luo?

It's just incredible.

Under the stage, the two black evil spirits changed their faces.

"Where do you come from? Rubbish. It's rubbish. You can't even deal with the fairy king. Why don't you die?"

One of the young people, looking at the other young man, scolded discontentedly.

The young man was also a little depressed, "he is Luo. He won 73 games in a row here. How can I know that he is not Wang Fan's opponent?"

"No, Wang Fan's strength has definitely been improved, otherwise it can't be so strong."

They muttered, gnashing their teeth in hatred, but there was no way.

Another location.

Two friars in black hats were also watching the battle.

However, the position of the two people is one in front of the other.

And looking at the person behind, it seems that he is very respectful to the person in front.

As for the person in front, although she was wearing a black cape and a hat, she could still vaguely see that she was a woman, with concave and convex curves.

"Elder martial sister, I know this Luo. He still has no cards. Are you sure you want to continue? If you go on, younger martial brother Wang Fan will die. "

At a certain moment, the man behind couldn't help whispering.

"Shut up." However, as soon as his words fell, he was reprimanded.

The man in front looked back and gave him a cold glance. "If he dies, I'll bury him with your life."

"Well." As soon as the man at the back shrinks his neck, he doesn't dare to talk.

His heart is very depressed.

It's a kind reminder. It's true.

If he takes off his head, someone will recognize him. He is Yin Guiyi, the famous law enforcement officer of Wangyun palace.

But now, the rebellious Yin Guiyi is reprimanded like a child.

On the platform.

"You're very good, very good. Congratulations. You've angered me successfully. Next, you can die."

Luo licked the blood at the corner of his mouth and said to Wang Fan coldly. Then, the whole person suddenly became crazy.

Yes, it's crazy.

He was as crazy as a real beast.

Just for a moment, there was no longer any sense, and the breath on the body soared two or three times.

Wang Fan looked at this scene, pupil can't help but suddenly shrink, immediately alert.

"Go to hell."

Luo did not give Wang Fan any time, a moment, a roar, and then he killed Wang Fan violently.

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