Chapter 24

The black eyes swept the whole audience, the tip of eyebrows beat gently, the corners of the mouth curled up a little radian, and the temperament of the whole body became more charming.

"Hoo"

a harsh whistling sound sounded. Zhang Fan looked sideways and found that the previous referee had fallen on his side. His eyes were burning at him. At this time, Zhang Fan could clearly hear his breath.

"The first round of this battle wins. Congratulations on being promoted to the yellow card."

The man raised Zhang Fan's hands, and the dull and distant voice echoed in the whole field. All of a sudden, the people who bet for Zhang Fan to win the game immediately began to cheer.

Feng batian leaned back on his seat, his indifferent and dignified face pulled out an invisible smile, and his mental state obviously relaxed.

Ouyang xian'er's big eyes are twinkling, and it's also full of happy color. Her little fist is clenched tightly. Her young master is the best

"little brother, can you tell us your name"

eyebrows are gently picked again, Zhang Fan's face is slightly moved, his lips are slightly moved, and a calm voice comes out: "I can't change my name, I can't sit down, my name is Fengling."

in a simple and powerful sentence, the cheers on the spot suddenly stopped and became silent. Which Fengling did they hear wrong? Fengling is a top-notch waste in their mind. Is it difficult to become Liuyun country? There are other people named Fengling

looking at the people with shock around, Zhang Fan's look is unchanged. If there is any change, we can only say Zhang Fan The pride on every face may be deeper.

The referee's face was slightly moved. Such a young boy didn't appear in the whole martial arts hall, but he didn't appear as Zhang Fan did. He didn't use the spirit of martial arts in normal fighting in the name of waste. At this time, he doubted whether the young man in front of him was the waste wind Ling or not. At this time, Zhang Fan's reputation was completely established. Although it can't be spread for generations, he didn't use the spirit of martial arts It is absolutely possible to achieve the level of praising the past but not the present.

cheers are ringing again. This time, the noise is obviously bigger than before, making people sound more enthusiastic.

When the corpse was dragged down, Zhang Fan went back to the dim hall again, leaned against a smooth stone pillar, held his sword in both hands, and his black eyes closed slowly. The Zixia skill in his body began to flow slowly. Although he won the last battle, he was lucky. The Zixia skill in his body was wasted a lot. Fortunately, he reached the third level Yes, with the help of the cyclone, he can reach the best state in Dayton time.

In the hall, countless pairs of eyes swept from Zhang Fan's body, with a trace of surprise. It is obvious that they did not expect that this young man could win the game.

At this time, a pair of interesting eyes also looked at Zhang Fan. At this time, Zhang Fan seemed to feel something in general.

He opened his dark eyes and looked at them directly. His eyes were opposite. Zhang Fan's eyes half narrowed and his mouth slightly tilted. Then he closed his eyes again.

Good alert state of mind, the man who looked at Zhang Fan was a little surprised. When he saw Zhang Fan close his eyes again, he had some illusion. His eyes were dazzled

although the next few battles were also enthusiastic, he didn't know why. The cheering was obviously reduced. Some people knew that it was the influence of the previous game, after all It's hard to see a battle. If you don't worry about it, the figure of the young man catches everyone's eyes. The figure standing tall is still vivid at this time.

Soon a battle came again. When the referee announced that Fengling was going to play next, the people on the scene held their breath and became restless. When betting, nearly two fifths of the people chose Zhang Fan.

As for the three fifths, they think that Zhang Fan's victory still has some fluke, and the loss of the last battle is definitely not what Zhang fan can match at this time.

the breath of fengbatian has been in silence. When the referee announced that Fengling was going to play, the air burst suddenly, but it converged again in an instant, and the tiger's eyes swept directly to the workers not far away "The money I won, including the bottom bet, was all over Fengling."

The staff member was obviously stunned, but seeing the determination of fengbatian, his lips moved and he didn't say anything.

Ten minutes later, the boy in a white robe stood on the platform again, cheering. His black eyes trembled slightly, and his hands holding the sword tightly.

At this time, standing opposite Zhang Fan is a rough man with a long knife in his right hand. His face is full of beard, which gives people a sense of informal. But the twinkling of his eyes also proves that this man is not simple.

The name of the big man is cage, the yellow card warrior level, the sixth class warrior, eight wins in eight games, the spirit of the devil bear, the spirit of the beast, one of the special Warcraft. The attack is not only violent, but the most important thing is the defense is also extremely amazing, which is why three fifths of the people still choose cage

"let's go"

at this time, a indifferent voice rings, and the big man's body All of a sudden, the energy of the animal rioted, just like a fierce animal out of control.

"Hum"

a light sound came, the spirit of martial arts was highlighted, and a gray bear suddenly emerged. At the moment when the man grasped his left hand, a fierce and dangerous breath slowly emerged from the man.The great man stood there like an invincible God of war. His status is only a yellow card now, but his strength is absolutely qualified to enter the level of a blue card warrior, even one point higher

this battle is absolutely a battle of great disparity in strength, and this battle is absolutely a battle of great danger

Zhang Fan's eyes are shining, his brows are frivolous, and his face becomes serious. The strength of a man is very strong Overbearing, absolutely more powerful than the last one.

There are a lot of warm-blooded elements flowing in the sea

even if you are the invincible God of war, you will never leave a mark under my sword, even if you are the supreme god of heaven, you will never regret when I reduce you. Even if you are powerful, you are just a master under my sword. Zhang Fan, the supreme killer, is unmatched

the voice of coming out of the sheath rings, and Zhang Fan's momentum stirs up, It's just like a sword coming out of its sheath. It's sharp and pressing. The bloodthirsty in the bones slowly condenses. An irresistible feeling bursts out. The gloomy atmosphere overlooks all living beings. People dare not look directly at it. The detached feeling once again catches everyone's eyes.

Zhang Fan, the supreme assassin, has never been threatened by anyone. Zhang Fan, the supreme assassin, has never been afraid of any resistance.

his dark eyes beat again, frightening people's hearts.

"roar"

he suddenly rises from the ground like a bomb. His heavy steps seem to step on everyone's hearts. The big man moves, and the long knife in his right hand is mixed with madness It means that the terror energy flows directly towards Zhang Fan.

The energy blade of terror cuts through the sky with a piercing roar.

The white robe is frivolous, the black eyes suddenly become focused and bright, the bright purple awn suddenly breaks out, the right foot lightly steps, the long black hair floats with it, and the illusory figure is relaxed under the energy blade like a storm.

"Hum"

the sound of the sword sounds, and the virtual shadow suddenly sweeps away towards the big man with an irresistible power at the moment of flashing the energy blade.

"Hum."

The voice of cold hum, mixed with a trace of disdain, the big man's body rushed towards Zhang Fan's body in an instant, and the long knife in his hand with the sound of breaking the air was very powerful.

The obvious gap appears. Zhang Fan's figure is like a boat in the sea, which gives people a feeling of being vulnerable. But this boat, no matter you are in a rough sea, I will march forward, irresistibly

"slash"

the distance between them is getting closer and closer. When the distance is less than one meter, the big man suddenly drinks, and the long knife in his hand buzzes Sound, with the unique fury of the spirit of martial arts, it falls in an instant. With the strong wind, autumn leaves and yellow level skills, it can instantly mobilize the whole body's strength to give the opponent a crazy blow.

His face remained unchanged, but Zhang Fan was secretly frightened, and his sword trembled more violently.

"Broken sword"

a faint murmur, purple awn tactfully, just like lightning, to meet the difficulties

broken sword, the first sword move of Yunluo sword technique, the complete riot of three layers of Zixia skill, completely show the sword technique

the bright shadow of the sword, the flowing purple awn, it is dazzling, fierce air to win people's heart

"touch"

the piercing sound, let people's teeth The teeth were trembling, the white figure suddenly retreated, the black eyes were shocked, although the broken sword resisted most of the other party's attacks, the huge power was transmitted at the same time, which made Zhang Fan's arms feel numb.

With a flick of his right hand, the long sword in his hand once again utters a sound of chanting. Yunluo sword technique is not equal to pure bullshit. Yunluo sword technique contains the precipitation of five thousand years in the previous life. It is not equal to gunduzi's right foot in an instant, and the white figure bursts out again, proving that Yunluo sword technique is invincible, and he wants to prove that Yunluo sword technique is invincible

looking at the sweeping white Shaozi In, the man's eyes were slightly surprised. A sneer appeared in the corner of his mouth. His left hand spread out, and a breath that seemed to be silent for a long time filled the air.

"Riot palm"

a low roar appears again, the left hand of the big man instantly presses down, the violence inside the body, a terrible energy along the left hand towards Zhang Fan.

Riot palm, one of cage's soul skills, is fierce and fierce

"imperial sword"

the cold words spit out from Zhang Fan's mouth. The sword in his hand vibrates and roars instantly, and countless sword shadows are still like a storm, which is irresistible

the people present are deeply shocked and hold their breath again. What is this skill

Feng batian's fists are tightly clenched, and tiger's eyes are burning Looking at the field of the youth to meet the difficulties, mind concussion.

Ouyang xian'er's little hands were also held together, and her beautiful eyes were full of worries.