Chapter 31

At this time, Zhang Fan seems to become a focus of the audience.

As time goes on, Zhang Fan's body has stood up with the help of the sword.

Pale face again emerged a trace of perseverance, a low drink sounded, Zhang Fan's body suddenly, standing up, tight body standing.

At that moment, everyone was a little absent-minded. The young man did it and Zhang Fan was hurt. They may not know, but the pale face was enough to prove that the surging black fog was poisonous. Who didn't know that Zhang Fan did it? He really did it. After a moment of silence, there was a strong voice of cheering in the whole field, and the young man made a new breakthrough It creates an opportunity.

The middle-aged man's heart trembled, his body exposed on the stage, came directly to Zhang Fan's side, raised Zhang Fan's tight arm, and quickly said: "Zhang Fansheng"

with the fall of the referee's voice, a terrible noise broke out again in the field. So far, Wudou hall once again set off a huge climax.

When the middle-aged man let go of Zhang Fan's hand, Zhang Fan's pale face pulled out an ugly smile, then his eyelids were heavy, and he lay down straight. But when he fell down, he felt the Xuanyuan sword trembling in his body again, and a message came to mind, and then he didn't know anything.

"Ling'er"

when the middle-aged man was going to help Zhang Fan up, the domineering and gloomy atmosphere immediately spread on the pavement, and a tall figure instantly fell on the platform, which made the middle-aged man a little surprised.

Feng batian didn't look at the man, but directly picked up Zhang Fan. In the terrible energy surge, his body soared to the sky.

The middle-aged man's heart trembles again when he looks at Feng batian's back. What level of strength has Feng batian reached? His strength is about the level of King Wu, which is unmatched in the whole LiuYun kingdom. However, Feng batian's temperament makes him not have the slightest heart of confrontation. His bold guess about the level of the other side is that it is Wu Huang

with the departure of the two, the noise in the field became more and more huge, and the scene was very lively.

Ouyang xian'er left her seat and ran out quickly.

"Miss, where are you going?" Purple Ling suddenly saw Ye Xuan stand up, heart surprised, quickly stood up, followed Ye Xuan to run outside.

"Hum." Looking at the back of fengbatian, Zhang stood up with a cold hum and walked out with a cool color.

"Zhang Fan killed the inner disciple of Wuzong. Zhang Fan is dead."

The man sitting next to Zhang Moben quickly followed him out.

The referee, a middle-aged man, announced that after a short rest, he went to arrange the next match.

Zhang Fan opened his eyes, the first thing he felt was the weakness of his whole body, and his body moved. At this time, he seemed to return to the situation when he just came here, and his whole body had no strength.

Close your eyes again, look inside, and find that the toxin on your body has been removed, and the cyclone in your body is slowly rotating to repair your body.

Zhang Fan breathed, opened his eyes again, and struggled to sit up.

When the door opened, Ouyang xian'er came in with a tray. When she saw Zhang Fan struggling, she put down the tray and quickly came up.

Fragrance, Ouyang xian'er holding Zhang Fan's body half sat up.

"Young master..." Looking at Zhang Fan's pale face, Ouyang xian'er's eyes became red again. If he hadn't resisted, tears would have fallen down.

Zhang Fan pulled a smile on his pale face and said: "what time is it now"

"it's already evening, young master. You are in a coma all day." Ouyang xian'er bit her lip: "the master has forced your poison out, young master, do you feel better now"

"don't worry, I'm ok." Zhang Fan gently shakes his head,

"young master, are you hungry? Let me feed you something?" the little girl sits up beside the bed, takes out a bowl of rice porridge from the tray on the table and walks over.

Eating the rice porridge carefully fed by Ouyang xian'er, Zhang Fan's pale face appeared a little strange. At this time, Ouyang xian'er could not help saying: "young master, Miss Ye has come to see you."

"Really?" Zhang Fan looked a little strange, and then said, "what is she doing here?"

Ouyang xian'er shook her head gently and said, "I don't know. After seeing the toxin on the young master forced by the master, she left."

"Oh." Zhang Fan nodded gently, not talking.

When the rice porridge was about to finish, the door opened again, and the figure of fengbatian appeared in front of Zhang Fan.

"Ling'er, are you all right now?" the wind Decepticon eyes fell on Zhang Fan's body, heavy said.

"Nothing." Zhang Fan gently shook his head, then sighed and said: "let my father worry, but missed a game."

Feng batian's look fluctuated. Looking at Zhang Fan's regretful look, his heart trembled again and said, "you have a good rest for two days. It's OK to join in two days later.""Well." Zhang Fan nodded.

"Ling son, before that sword Qi is you send out" the breeze Ba sky's facial expression fluctuated under, can't help saying.

"Well." Zhang Fan understood that fengbatian would ask this question sooner or later. After nodding gently, he hesitated a little and spread out his palm. Xuanyuan sword's palm suddenly appeared.

With the appearance of Xuanyuan sword, the light golden light lit up the whole room.

The heart God of fengba trembled again, with an unbelievable look in his eyes. He said in a trembling voice, "ling'er, this is your awakened soul"

"EH." Zhang Fan looked at Feng batian curiously and nodded his head slightly. He didn't understand why Feng batian was in such a state.

"how can" Feng batian's look changed a little. His eyes fell on Zhang Fan again, took a deep breath, and said: "double martial spirit"

"double martial spirit" heard Feng batian's words, Zhang Fan was stunned again, completely unable to understand the meaning of Feng batian I think so.

Looking at Zhang Fan's doubts, Feng batian took a deep breath again, then burst into laughter, and then his face became cold. His eyes fell on Zhang Fan again, and his face became soft. He said: "ling'er, have a good rest, I'll go out first." Words fall wind Ba day to walk directly toward the outside.

Looking at Feng batian's back, Zhang Fan's eyes became more puzzled. He glanced at the Xuanyuan sword and suddenly thought of the information he had in his mind when he fell down on the platform.

"Young master, you should have a rest earlier. I'm out, too." Ouyang xian'er's eyes fell on Zhang Fan's body, said softly, simply cleaned up, took the tray and went out, and closed the door by the way.

Thinking of Feng batian's appearance, Zhang Fan's eyes once again appeared the color of doubt, why his father is in this state, but he didn't think any more. Instead, he closed his eyes, looked at the information in his mind, and then suddenly opened his eyes, which showed a look of disbelief.

"Forbidden system"

Zhang Fan's eyes are wide open. The message is transmitted from Xuanyuan sword. The message is very simple. It tells him that Xuanyuan sword contains nine forbidden systems. The first forbidden system, called four sword gods, is broken out in the moment of the battle. The first sword move is activated automatically when the forbidden system is broken. Think about it, the energy burst out of guangxuanyuan sword is like this It's overbearing. He estimated that when the fourth level Zixia skill is full, I'm afraid he can only try it twice.

Zhang Fan opened his eyes again, spread out his right hand, Xuanyuan sword reappeared, and his heart trembled again. This is absolutely a card, a card to protect his life, and the most important thing is that the first prohibition appeared at this time. Is there also a second prohibition and a third prohibition

thinking of this, Zhang Fan's heart became more agitated,

Put away Xuanyuan sword, black eyes flash, take a deep breath, close eyes, cross knees and sit, once again enter the cultivation state.

The next day, when the first sunshine came down in the morning, Zhang Fan opened his eyes and recovered his four layers of Zixia skill. It seems that he still has to rest for a day to reach the peak level

Putting on his shoes, Zhang Fan comes to the door and breathes the fresh air outside. His heart becomes indifferent. He has a suspicion that fengbatian must be hiding something. There are very few things to know about his memory. For example, why his father brought him to Liuyun country? What is fengbatian's martial spirit What's important is that his relatives don't believe that fengbatian alone must have a lot of secrets.

When sitting in Zhang Fan's thinking, the sound of footsteps rings. Zhang Fan looks up and finds Ouyang xian'er coming with a basin of water. After seeing Zhang Fan, his pretty face looks joyful, and his pace speeds up.

"Young master, you are all right"

"well." Zhang Fan nodded gently and took the water from Ouyang Xianer's hand. After washing, he looked at himself in the bronze mirror. At this time, although his face was childish, it had changed significantly.

Zhang Fan nodded his head with satisfaction. After all, his appearance is much more handsome than his previous life, and his body is still growing. Who knows what he will look like two years later?

Ouyang xian'er carefully arranged some white robes for Zhang Fan, then looked at Zhang Fan and said: "young master, you are so beautiful."

After hearing this, Zhang Fan couldn't help laughing, and his face was covered with smiles. He gently pinched Ouyang xian'er's small face and said, "you're lovely too"

blushing and lowering her head, Ouyang xian'er was full of joy. She secretly looked at Zhang Fan and stopped talking.