C287 Mucor

When he used his Second Level of Fusion Stage to execute a martial skill, the power did not increase just a little bit.

The rolling cold light was like a mountain torrential, an aura that could destroy everything rushed at Yun Fan. There seemed to be countless voices mixed in.

A timid person couldn't help but go stiff. Some of the women even let out shrieks that seemed to pierce through the clouds. However, none of that changed the way they looked at Meng Hao.

In front of the huge torrent, Yun Fan seemed so insignificant. With the Longsword in his hand, he swung his sword again and again without fear.

Every sword strike released a rumbling sound, and Yun Fan was forced back with every step.

Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth and his face turned pale.

At this moment, the hearts of countless people were in their throats.

Yun Fan revealed a bitter smile.

Was he really going to use the Wind Thunder Sword? Would he really have to use his trump card?

Just as he was hesitating, a surge of power suddenly gushed out from his left arm. This power was like a wave of blood, rushing into his blood. It was like a huge fire, causing his blood to boil.

Without waiting for Yun Fan's reaction, an excited fighting intent surged through his entire body. With a slash of his sword, the torrent of energy was directly split into two.

Fighting triumph Pattern!

He suddenly remembered what Cao Zhan had said to him back then.

Before, he hadn't been able to understand it, but now, he finally understood.

The Fighting triumph Pattern stimulated its own fighting spirit, a type of fighting spirit that never retreated, never lost, bravely advanced. Isn't this similar to Ling Batian increasing his combat strength with his domineering aura?

Yun Fan sank into deep contemplation, but he did not know that everyone around him was looking at him.

His eyes were filled with shock, terror, and disbelief.

"Oh my god, I didn't expect him to have another card up his sleeve." Just how strong is he!? "

"Breaking through the Second Level of Fusion Stage's martial skill with a single sword strike, could this be his true combat strength?"

"Sigh, if he had displayed this kind of strength earlier, what would the battle of the Dragon Ranking have to say! This record will probably never be broken! "

Just as everyone was dumbstruck, Yun Fan hooked his finger at Mo Liu.

"Come, now, let's see what else you have that can kill me. Honestly, I'm looking forward to you killing me. "

Mo Liu's body trembled violently.

Not out of fear, but out of anger.

He had been yelling about killing the other party, but not only did he not die, he even became stronger. Now, he was shouting loudly for him to kill.

This was something intolerable!

"Good, then go to hell! Evil Yin Wind Explosion! "

The winds surged and the clouds surged. The sky was covered with a cold infernal energy. The harsh howls could be heard clearly.

The wind grew stronger and stronger as it swirled rapidly, forming a huge storm. The people under the first Ascending Dragon Pillar started to retreat, the weaker ones had painful expressions on their faces.

Before the attack had landed, it already possessed such powerful might. Forget about the spectators, even Liu Wenzhu and Ling Wu who were spectating the battle were frowning.

Such power, was already infinitely close to the third level of the Fusion Stage, and even these old fellows were moved by it.

Yun Fan stood there holding the Longsword. It was as if his surging battle intent dared to fight even against Elemental Pill Stage.

The four Concepts had been raised to the limit and the Sword Intention was poured into them. The Fairy Dragon Qi began to frantically revolve.

With his right hand holding the sword, he slashed out. The Longsword that was wrapped in the sword light struck the Yin Gale Blast fiercely. At the same time, a Dark Demon Shield appeared in his left hand. He didn't retreat, but rushed forward without a care in the world.

"You're courting death!" "Explode for me!"

Just as the Longsword slashed apart the Yin Fire Explosion, as if igniting an explosive, the rapidly spinning Yin Fire Explosion suddenly exploded.

The strong yin fiend energy crazily cut at Yun Fan's body. Other than the parts covered by the Dark Demon Shield, his clothes were torn apart and his Silver Feather Set had suffered heavy injuries.

Streaks of blood filled his entire body. Blood stained his entire body, and he was covered in it. He was a step away from death.

The Longsword waved it, blocking the Yin force attack while throwing out the Dark Demon Shield in its left hand.

The Gloomy Demon Shield blocked the Semilunar Spine that was about to attack at any moment. Yun Fan took a stride and his left hand turned into a claw, quickly landing on Mo Liu's chest.

Fairy Dragon Stretching Hand!

This Dragon Skill was unstoppable, invincible in everything. It easily pierced through the man's chest, and half of his arm went into the man's body.

Time stood still at this moment, the entire arena was silent. Shocked, one pair of eyes after another stared at the two figures who had stopped at the Ascending Dragon Pillar.

Before, everyone was worried about Yun Fan's life and death. But right now, the one who had died wasn't Yun Fan, but the Mo Liu that was incomparably strong in their eyes.

After a while, Ling Wu suddenly laughed, with screams coming from all around.

"Oh my god, how did he do it?"

"Ah, Second Level of Fusion Stage, he was actually killed. Could this be his true strength? "

"Isn't this too strong? Isn't his concealment too deep?!"

Jubilation filled the air, but no one noticed that two middle-aged men had suddenly appeared in the spectator's area.

Ling Wu's laughter stopped. The lips of the gloomy and gloomy Elders Lan and Mu both revealed a trace of a cold and sinister smile.

"Bro, you're really something. I never thought that you would actually kill him! "

Ling Batian walked onto the first Ascending Dragon Pillar and looked at Mo Liu, who was lying on the ground with blood flowing out of his chest.

"No wonder you were able to break my falling flower in one move. So it turns out that your true strength is much stronger than mine!"

Previously, Bai Liang was still a little depressed. After all, his martial skill had been broken by a brat with Ninth Level of Congenital Stage. But now, Yun Fan had even killed Mo Liu with his Second Level of Fusion Stage;

"Hehe, I was just lucky!"

What Yun Fan said was not wrong. If it were not for the Fighting triumph Pattern, if not for Mo Liu's fury, it would be difficult for him to get close to Mo Liu.

If they did not approach, the Fairy Dragon Stretching Hand would not have the chance, let alone kill the opponent.

"Brother, you're really modest, even your Second Level of Fusion Stage is dead. If we were to be lucky, I really wouldn't know what strength is." Ling Batian laughed.

"That's right. If it was anyone else, they would have to say a few words in a high-profile manner. They should at least be smug about it." You are really low-key! "

Bai Liang curled his lips. Yun Fan's performance not only made him admire her, it also made him sigh in admiration.

In this world, there was no lack of experts. However, there were very few who would be so modest. But what he did not know was that what Yun Fan said was the truth.

"Alright, let's not talk about these things. Don't you think it's time to give me a reward?"

The moment Yun Fan said this, the people around him started clamoring.

"Reward..."

Voices rose and fell one after another, the atmosphere of joy filling the entire arena. At this moment, everyone was brimming with excitement.

"Yun Fan, do you know your crime!"

The cold words broke the joyous atmosphere. Everyone was stunned by the sudden change. For a moment, the gazes of everyone looked towards the spectator seats.