Chapter 28

Zhang Fan fight more and more fierce, Wang Luo's brow slightly wrinkled up, although the strength of the other side is not how huge, but also can cause certain influence to him, for example, now, he feels in a hurry, so in the next his strength is also more and more big up, look at Zhang Fan's eyes also gradually become cold.

"Come on." Zhang Fan felt the pressure that suddenly increased, and he couldn't help but drink. The purple awn on his body quickly shook and clapped at Wang Luo again.

Purple awn mixed with the power of arrogance, rapid burst, bright purple awn, forming a huge palm print.

Wang Luo's eyes narrowed slightly. It seems that the other side is more brave in the war. It seems that he needs some important means, otherwise the other side will forget his name.

With his right hand spread out, the black energy instantly gathered in his palm, and the fierce air floated around. At this time, Wang Luo's eyes were black. Looking at the palmprint, he disdained to laugh. His right hand pressed down, and the violent black energy swept out.

"Popping palm"

with Wang Luo's voice falling, the huge palmprint with the potential of lightning quickly pressed in the direction of Zhang Fan, the black light floating, looking very strange.

Burst palm, yellow level high skill, the speed is not as fast as possible, and the power can be greatly optimized when it bursts out in an instant. The most important point is that burst palm can be condensed without scattering, unless the opponent has the same fighting power.

When the two contact, Zhang Fan's palmprint instantly dissipates, and the speed of the black palmprint does not decrease, pressing toward Zhang Fan's body.

Many people at the scene screamed out. The tiger's eyes of Feng batian were shining, his momentum was flowing, and his fists were clenched. This kind of skill was very powerful. He didn't see it at all. If Zhang Fan's life was in danger, what would happen even if he broke the rules here

Ouyang xian'er closed her beautiful eyes and trembled slightly.

In the distance, ye Xuan and Ziling close their eyes with the same fear. Although Ye Xuan opens her eyes wide, her beautiful eyes also reveal a little worry.

The cyclone was spinning wildly, and the forces of heaven and earth around him gathered towards Zhang Fan. The middle-aged man was a little surprised that Zhang Fan absorbed the energy of heaven and earth so fast

when the black handprint was pressed down, the purple awn burst out instantly, just like a rising flame.

"Touch." The huge force pressed down and made a dull hum. Zhang Fan's body bent up in an instant, and his knees almost knelt there.

The white robe agitated wildly, Zhang Fan's face was covered with indifference and fortitude, his eyes were bursting with bloodthirsty light, and his body stood up a little bit.

The depressed figure seemed to be full of perseverance at this time, and the action might be a little slow, but the spirit of dying rather than giving in deeply shocked the people present. This young man was not simple

fengbatian's fist was tightly clenched, his tiger's eyes were trembling, his own son, this is fengbatian's son.

At this time, everyone had an illusion that this teenager was no longer a teenager, but a man with indomitable spirit. Kang's strong back and the spirit of dying rather than giving in deeply shocked them

"Miss" Ziling was holding Ye Xuan's clothes tightly, her eyes were looking at the figure on the stage, and her face was full of worry.

Ye Xuan's mood at this time is also difficult to calm down. The gap between the waste in front and today's talented man is too big for him to accept. Is that sonorous boy really Fengling? She really can't imagine it.

Zhang Fan was biting his teeth. The sweat of Dou Da fell from his face. His brow was wrinkled. The cyclone in his body was spinning more violently at this time.

There's an ugly smile on the corner of your mouth. Come on, the more powerful the better.

With a low drink, Zhang Fan's body was straight again.

Wang Luo looked at Zhang Fan, who was standing up gradually. His eyes narrowed slightly. What was hidden in his eyes was also deeply shocked.

Take a deep breath, and the black awn on Wang Luo's body begins to shake. No matter how strong your strength is, under the absolute distance, it's still a vase like existence. You're a gifted youth. Today, you become a pile of rotten meat

Wang Luo sneers, and your strength suddenly grows up.

The sound of the dull hum came. Zhang Fan's standing body pressed down again. When his knees were less than three inches from the ground, Zhang Fan insisted.

Bean big sweat water flow faster up, but his eyes are covered with a layer of purple, he heard the sound of cracking, pressure again crazy some.

Crazy from Zhang Fan's eyes shot out, complete body, stand up again, in an instant raised his head, slightly tender face fell on Wang Luo's body, mouth poked smile, stretched out a little trembling right hand, index finger spread out, hook hook, look full of disdain.

Wang Luo was stunned, or all the people present were stunned. Zhang Fan is really looking for death. Now, he dares to provoke

"master, this waste is really looking for death." A man sitting next to Zhang Moben in the distance had a sneer on his face.

Zhang Mo also sneered. Let's die. It's better to die earlier. In fact, he was a little worried. What was the ink on the man he foundWang Luo's disdain for Zhang Fan's "looking for death" is all in his eyes, but it's hard to realize that he doesn't dare to say anything to him. Wang Luo's strength gradually grows up, and his face pokes coldly. Since you want to die, don't blame me.

With the increasing strength of Wang Luo, the restless purple awn on Zhang Fan becomes irregular, and the cyclone in Zhang Fan's body reaches a rotation speed that is hard to see by naked eyes, and the power of heaven and earth condenses madly towards Zhang Fan.

"Grass Mud Horse, break through." Zhang Fan burst out at this time, hard to carry the huge pressure, the body stood up in an instant, in that moment, everything around seemed to disappear, Zhang Fan stood there, in that moment, the perception of crazy surge up.

Black pupil opened, purple abnormal rich, the power of heaven and earth at this time absorption speed up.

Zixia skill, the performance of the fourth level, the perception is greatly increased, the cyclone expands, the absorption speed becomes faster, he is not a waste, in such a short period of time, he has reached the fourth level, even in the previous life he can not catch up with.

Maybe he had the help of jade pendant at the beginning, but he insisted on it. His constant heart persisted forever, became stronger and waited for Lao Tzu. Even though he died, he didn't regret it.

after four breakthroughs, Zhang Fan obviously felt the pressure and became relaxed. His whole body was agitated with purple awn, his eyes were covered with purple, and he looked at Wang Luo calmly.

The whole audience was stunned. Zhang Fan's proud figure stood upright, just like a Mount Tai, giving people a sense of stability.

The referee's middle-aged man couldn't believe it. He felt that the energy of Zhang Fan's agitation had become very strong. How could Zhang Fan break through? But how could he break through under such circumstances? I'm afraid Wang Luo didn't believe his eyes at this time. Although his explosive power reached 80%, he believed that it was not Zhang Fan at this time In order to bear, but at this time what happened, Zhang Fan look obviously become relaxed.

"To die." Wang Luo once again burst to drink, all strength suddenly burst up.

Pressure increases, Zhang Fan's brow wrinkled, breathing a little bit of pressure, he broke through, but there is still a gap between strength and Wang Luo.

Now that you have achieved the effect you want, there is no need to go on like this.

The right hand spread out, the powerful yuan force instantly condensed in the palm of the hand, the bright purple awn became a little dazzling, the right hand clenched, a crazy energy burst out from Zhang Fan's body.

The difference between the performance of the four layers and that of the three layers is quite huge. At that moment, the energy of the explosion spread out instantly. The unreal energy fingerprints became unreal in an instant.

"Break it for me."

The low cheers of indifference rang out, and the illusory palmprint disappeared in an instant.

All the people on the scene became excited. The boy who created the miracle seemed to be back again. It was quiet for a moment, and the noise became huge and fiery. The atmosphere of the whole audience reached a crazy climax again.

"It's been a long time. Now it's my turn."

Zhang Fan raised his head with a sneer on his face.

"Kai"

the sound of the sword coming out of the scabbard with the body breaking through the air, the illusory figure suddenly sprinted towards Wang Luo's body at a strange pace, the speed was very fast, and the more important thing was to change back and forth.

"What kind of skill is this?" the people present were stunned.

The four level skill of the lost and trace step can be fully displayed. The effect is that the opponent can't find the change of the figure and the change of the attack in and out.

He was proficient in this step in his previous life, but he was a little unfamiliar at the beginning. But when he came to Wang Luo, he became more proficient, especially with the support of the four layers of Zixia skill.

Illusory figure, perhaps can only see purple awn.

"Broken sword"

the piercing hum, with the power of the sword, burst out instantly.

Wang Luo instantly smelled a bit of dangerous information, and was surprised that Zhang Fan's strength suddenly increased so much

at the same time, Wang Luo's reaction speed was also very fast, and the triangle fork swept up with the black energy of the riot.

"Stabbing."

The harsh voice made people feel numb. A strange smile appeared in the corner of Zhang Fan's mouth. The sword in his hand vibrated in an instant. Don't underestimate the tremor. The power transmitted is extraordinary.

Broken sword, as the name suggests, breaks the opponent's weapon. For the first time, the person who contacts this kind of power will drop the weapon and disperse the power.

Wang Luo, who didn't have the slightest preparation, was stunned by the force, and the fork in his hand was shaken by the force. In an instant, his right hand clenched, and his right hand was shaken. He gritted his teeth and held the fork in his hand. If the fork really flew out, it would be a shame.