Chapter 25

At the moment of contact, the harsh sound of friction rings out again.

White figure floating, the huge handprint to Zhang Fan's pressure is quite big, after all, he did not have the strength of previous life proud.

The fury of the breath flow, in the weakening of the sword, still pressed down.

Black hair color floating, black eyes revealed a thick unwilling.

"Shattering the sky"

the white robe will move without wind, and the dust will not be the same. The purple awn shakes in an instant, the buzzing sound of the long sword in his hand is harsh, and the purple awn rises to the sky in an instant, and the three layers of Zixia skills are suddenly revealed.

Even if you are in a storm, Zhang Fan is unstoppable and fearless.

the sword cuts through the sky, and the huge handprint is suddenly dissipated by the arrogant momentum. Between the shocks, the sword falls directly on the tiger body of the great man.

Shock, absolute shock, what kind of skill is this? Everyone's face is dull, and their eyes are staring at the changes in the field.

"Immortal body"

the long dull roar sounds, the red light appears, and the man's body starts to soar.

Immortal body, one of cage's animal soul skills, can instantly make the body's defense reach a very strong level, although it doesn't say that it can reach the immortal existence.

"Touch"

it was still a dull voice. When the lingran sword fell on the big man, his body was obviously bent down, his tiger eyes were instantly widened, and the fury was flowing around.

Shocked, absolutely shocked, the big man used his body to fight down.

The empty shadow flashed by. The white figure galloped towards the man's body in an instant. The sword in his hand hummed again. The opportunity needs to be grasped. Zhang Fan thought that he had grasped it well all the time.

The competition between experts is about every minute, because under this moment, a person may be defeated.

the eyes of a man reveal deep disdain. In the case of immortal body, ordinary blade can't shake him.

"Ah"

the voice of sighing sounded from all around. I'm afraid that this teenager is really going to lose. I can't help but his opponent is too tough. Of course, Zhang Fan's spirit still deeply shocked them.

At this moment, I am afraid the only hope is his father fengbatian, he has always believed that his son is extraordinary.

Zhang Fan suddenly doesn't know what he thinks of him. He never cares what others think of him. What he firmly believes in is his own strength. Now it's time to prove it.

Sword recovery, left hand purple awn explosion flash, directly toward the man's chest patted in the past.

The big man wanted to laugh very much. He didn't care about the blade at this time. He didn't care about a small palm.

People around him sighed at the same time. Is it the same as giving up when Zhang fan does this?

Zhang Fan's speed is very fast, and the distance is getting closer and closer. In the moment when the distance is less than one meter, a whistling sound rings again, and the speed of the figure is doubled again.

"Touch"

the left hand claps on the big man's chest instantly, at this time, the big man's face still has a strong disdain.

Zhang Fan's body retreated out, the corners of his mouth slightly tilted up, his hands were negative, his eyes were burning, he looked at the big man and said: "don't look down on anyone, sorry, you are defeated"

with Zhang Fan's indifferent voice, the big man's eyes blinked, clearly felt that the power in his body was disappearing quickly, his face was stunned, he dared to believe it, and looked down at his chest, A blood hole hung, warm blood flowing out of it.

Lips moved, as if to say something in general, but the words did not fall, the body became straight lying down.

Xuanyuan's edge can be shaken by ordinary people.

"how can" the referee under the stage tremble and say it. His eyes show a look of disbelief. He can see from a distance how amazing the defense of the great man is. According to his calculation, Zhang Fan's strength is absolutely impossible to break through the defense of the great man.

But at this time, the man fell to the ground and couldn't get up, and his chest was full of blood. All these shocked him.

The people present were also shocked. Looking at Zhang Fan standing on the platform with his negative hand, his body trembled slightly. This picture completely overturned what they thought. At this time, an idea emerged in their mind, how Zhang Fan did it

fengbatian's tight body relaxed and his face was smiling again. His son did not disappoint him .

Ouyang xian'er's beautiful eyes at this time closely looked at the young man in the field. The beautiful eyes were full of excitement. His young master succeeded. He really succeeded. He was very excited when he held his hands together.

"Fenglingsheng in this battle"

the figure of the middle-aged man fell on the platform, and the low drinking voice mixed with a wave spread out around him. Zhang Fan once again broke a miracle

the people around cheered, especially those who bet on Fengling's victory, showing even more excitement.

Take a deep breath, the noise around him can only be the essence of his bones more and more prominent, without a trace of fluctuations, turned and walked in the direction of the hall.At this point, the end of the battle

the next few games became even more boring, but when the referee announced that the next battle was still Zhang Fan, the atmosphere became hot again.

Zhang Fan may be a miracle maker in everyone's mind at this time.

In the third battle, Zhang Fan obviously felt less pressure, because the opponent's strength was much weaker than that in the second, and the final result was still the defeat of the opponent. Zhang Fan once again created a miracle

at night, when everyone ended, Zhang Fan followed Feng batian to the previous room. At this time, the man who was in charge of the whole martial arts hall was very angry There was a shock hanging on the platform, looking at Zhang Fan all the time, looking at the boy who had been working miracles on the platform.

"Tomorrow is still three battles." Zhang Fan opened his mouth slowly, his voice was indifferent, and his black eyes were also looking at the man.

The man's heart trembled slightly, then nodded heavily, his eyes fell on Feng batian, and said: "master Feng, are you sure that the gold coins you have won will exist here"

Feng batian nodded, his eyes twinkled, and said directly: "after all ling'er's battles, these gold coins will be on him."

The man was deeply shocked and nodded.

Walking out of the martial arts hall, Zhang Fan's momentum is still flowing, and he is carrying a long sword behind him. In fact, the whole person is tactful, which makes people feel very different.

Zhang Jia and Zhang mo were sitting in the first place with a low look. Since Yunluo's sentencing, he has been thinking about it in his heart.

At this time, he was holding a teacup in his hand and chanting. At this time, a man in a gray robe came in from the outside. When he saw Zhang Moben, he looked respectful and said, "master."

"Well, how's it going?" Zhang Moben raised his head, and his low eyes fell on the man.

The man's face fluctuated and nodded slightly. For a long time, he said, "master, fengbatian took Fengling to Wudou hall. I went in to have a look."

"Oh, how's it going?" Zhang said after a cup of tea.

"Fengling joined" Zhang Mo thought of something and said it in a trembling voice.

"Yes, the owner of the house" the man nodded, and his look became more and more violent.

"How is the performance?" Zhang Mo suppressed his agitation and took a deep breath.

"Three battles, three victories."

The man took a deep breath and said it, even though he knew it would bring a little blow to Zhang.

"Touch."

The teacup in Zhang Moben's hand is broken, and the tea is splashing everywhere. He can't believe it in his eyes, but in his heart, there is a storm. Even if Zhang Fan is a waste, he will not progress so fast. Why is Zhang Moben's eyes full of coldness? He naturally knows where the martial arts hall is, and the people in it will take out 100% to survive In a short period of time, his strength has grown to an amazing level

the man underground was shocked when he heard the broken sound.

"Are you sure that person is Fengling?" Zhang's voice still reveals that he can't believe it.

"Yes." The man nodded heavily and said positively: "the owner of the house has always asked me to stare at him. I remember his appearance very clearly. He is right"

his face became more and more low. He shook his fists and then his eyes flashed. He looked playful. Wudou Hall is a good place to kill people with a knife. On the platform, he died Who can I find?

"fengbatian, don't blame me. If you blame me, you can't do anything. You even let your son go to Wudou hall."

After one night's cultivation, the trend of breaking through became more and more intense. Opening his black eyes, Zhang Fan's heart was a little restless. After eating the breakfast prepared by the little girl, he and Feng batian walked towards the martial arts hall again.

Wudou hall is as lively as ever. The noise breaks through the sky. When he comes to the dim hall, Zhang Fan leans against a cold pillar, closes his eyes and waits for the call of the referee.

In the room where the person in charge of the martial arts hall is located, a man in a samurai uniform, with ordinary appearance and long hair, pushes the door and comes in. His eyes fall directly on Tang Yan.

At this time, Tang Yan was holding a moving woman in his arms with a smile on his face. However, at the moment when the door was pushed away, he looked in the direction of the door.

His brow wrinkled. Yesterday, fengbatian bothered him. After all, he couldn't be bothered. Now someone bothered him. He was very upset. He patted the woman in his arms and stood up. His eyes fell directly on the man. He frowned and said, "what's the matter with you"

"I'm here to join the martial arts hall." The man's voice, eyes burning at Tang Yan said.