Chapter 718

seven hundred and eighteen

Next, they rested for half a day, and the injuries of several people were basically healed. Only half of fengwujiang's palms were not fully grown, but it did not affect the battle.

"The first sword floats to win!" the little boy comes again, but his spirit is a little depressed. He continues, "the second game is Zhang Fan vs. Mingyu!"

Zhang Fan got up silently and went to the martial arts arena.

Ming Yu glanced at Zhang Fan and Zhao Yuande. He couldn't help hesitating a little.

However, after a few breaths, her face became firm again and strode towards the martial arts arena.

Zhang Fan's power is obvious to all, especially in the face of the magic knife in World War I, he summoned a thunder tripod and drove the magic knife back. That kind of power still reverberates in front of everyone.

And Ming Yu is not weaker than others. She can directly wait for an opportunity to sneak attack in the hidden void. If she hadn't seized the opportunity to blow the child away just now, the first war might not have ended so soon.

As soon as Mingyu entered the martial arts field, her body immediately disappeared into the void. No matter what method they used, they couldn't detect her position.

At this time, Zhang Fan, who stood still in the field, couldn't help but frown slightly. The other party's hiding method was really clever. Even he didn't notice any clues.

However, this will not make Zhang Fan afraid. The other party will eventually appear no matter how hidden she can be. As soon as she appears, she can defeat her in an instant.

Just now he clearly saw the real strength of Mingyu. Although cooperating with concealment can pose a great threat to him, he can't really hurt him.

His patience was very good, so he stood in the martial arts arena, motionless!

I don't know how long the two have been deadlocked. Some people have lost their patience. They all feel a little sleepy. This kind of battle is too boring.

The sun hanging in the sky, at this time, quietly set down the huge buildings in the distance, just when the last ray of sunshine swept on Zhang Fan's resolute face.

A faint black light suddenly appeared from less than three feet behind him.

This is a foot long short sword. It's dark all over. It doesn't have the slightest fierce spirit. It seems that it's just an ordinary dagger.

Zhang Fan didn't turn around at this time, but a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Yi!"

The short sword in Mingyu's hand stabbed Zhang Fan's back neck silently, like a willow branch flying in the wind without a threat.

At the moment when the short sword was about to touch the skin of Zhang Fan's back neck, Mingyu's face was not proud. Suddenly, a big hand penetrated the void and directly poked out, holding Mingyu's dagger.

Ming Yu looked at the big hole in the void and Zhang Fan's arm into the void ahead. She suddenly understood the gap between herself and the other party.

People's flesh is strong enough to tear the void. Even if their own dagger stabbed the other party's neck, I'm afraid it may not be able to cut a little skin!

"I admit defeat!" Ming Yu directly gave up the short sword in her hand, quickly retreated and shouted out four words that made her a little painful.

Zhang Fan was not an aggressive man. He threw his short sword directly to the other party, and then turned and left the martial arts arena.

"Zhang Fansheng!" the little boy looked at Zhang Fan and nodded slightly to him.

Zhang Fan walked back to his position and grinned at the child.

"The third scene, Zhao Yuande has no boundary to the wind!" the little boy looked at Zhao Yuande and the two of them.

"Well! I'm not Zhao Yuande's opponent, I give up!" Feng Wujiang waved his hand and looked at the sword floating nearby. "The sword floating, I think you just give up. We are more than one level different from their two monsters!"

The sword drifted to see the boundless wind, and then looked at Zhao Yuande and Zhang Fan. The corners of his mouth also showed a helpless smile.

"OK! Anyway, I'll lose when I go up!" the sword drifted up and walked to fengwujiang and Mingyu. Although he admitted that he was not as good as Zhao Yuande and Zhang Fan, he was far better than the group who gave up at the beginning.

People come together in groups, and she feels that she has nothing in common with those people.

"OK! That's what I want to say! The final decisive battle is between Zhao Yuande and Zhang Fanzhong. Let's start now!" the little boy saw the knowledge of the falling sword and the boundless wind, nodded gently to them, and then looked at Zhao Yuande. There was strong hope in his eyes. He had long wanted to see the great decisive battle between the two people.

"Brother Zhang, please!" Zhao Yuande looked at Zhang Fan opposite, with a faint smile on his mouth, but he was a little dignified in his heart. He felt a little dangerous to himself.

For the first time, he felt this feeling in his peers. He knew that he might meet the biggest enemy in his life. The other party's physique is not weaker than himself, and the spirit is not weaker than himself. He is also three small realms higher than himself. Maybe in the end, he can only win or lose in the treasure.

Zhang Fan on the opposite side also felt an invisible pressure. He Zhang Fan was the pride of heaven. He emerged from an early age. After his strong physique was discovered by his master, he came to his current sect, Yulei sect.

He didn't show up in the Yulei clan, but he became famous under the pseudonym of Thor in the central divine domain. He defeated his peers again and again, and finally succeeded in climbing to the top and becoming the first talented boy in the central divine domain.

The master died unexpectedly at this time. Before he died, he left him a word to take care of Yulei Zong.

In fact, the people of Yulei sect didn't know that such a figure appeared in their sect, so they didn't care about Zhang Fan. Also, because his master died, many people with evil intentions wanted to take what the master left for him.

Finally, Zhang Fan broke out and killed all those with evil intentions. He was extremely disappointed with the inaction of some ancestors of the sect and left Yulei sect angrily.

Since then, he wandered around in the central divine domain and tempered himself. Finally, he was favored by the current master and became his disciple. Only then did he have the opportunity to come to the wa palace and seize the opportunity.

Zhang Fan slowly looks up and looks at Zhao Yuande.

Two people's eyes are opposite. They all see the excitement in each other's eyes. This is a kind of excitement that a good opponent will meet a good talent.

"Please!"

Zhang Fan was also impolite. In a flash, he came to Zhao Yuande and hit Zhao Yuande peacefully in the chest.

Zhao Yuande naturally didn't dare to take it lightly and hit with his fist.

The two men hit each other with fists and feet. They didn't make an earth shaking noise, but made a dull noise.

Every time they collide, they seem ordinary. In fact, they completely control their power in their own body. They don't leak bit by bit except colliding with each other.

Otherwise, with their terrible power, I'm afraid the void around them has already been broken.

Most people can't help frowning slightly when they see this scene. They can't understand it. The battle between the two people is like two mortal martial arts masters fighting, without any grand momentum.

At this time, the wind is boundless, but his face is full of elation. Looking at Zhao Yuande, his eyes show excitement.

"Can you understand?" the sword fluttered and looked at the expression of wind boundless and scratched his head.

"Good! Wonderful! This life is worth it!" Feng Wujiang commented three times, one higher than the other.

"Really?" the sword drifted and turned to look at the dark rain again. Seeing the flickering light in her eyes from time to time, she couldn't help whispering, "can you understand?"

"Slightly understand!" Ming Yu was a reticent nature, and now he is concentrating on watching the war. It's good to be able to say two words.