"Chen Fan, be careful!"
Hearing Wunian's explosion, the two arhats all over their bodies shook their fists together with themselves, their fists shining with dazzling golden light opened and closed, and their power was momentary. Even Chen Fan did not dare to resist directly!
This has something to do with one's own attributes. Buddha Xiu Luohan Dao is the heaviest to kill, and he pays attention to straightforwardness.
As for Chen Fan, he was agile and elegant with Ling Bo's microsteps in his domineering dominance.
There are basically two distinct styles.
So the way of fighting is naturally different.
Often a fist was thrown out without thinking, causing the mountains and rivers to collapse and the river to flow backwards.
But under Chen Fan's slight steps, he can easily avoid it, and on the contrary, Chen Fan's attack can easily enter the body without thinking.
The scene was so stalemate, but neither of them had any intention to stop. The speed was getting faster and faster, the attack was getting stronger and stronger, and the roar was getting louder and louder!
It was dazzling, inexplicably excited, and secretly addicted.
On the other hand, Murong Bo and Hongling's battle will be much calmer.
Hong Ling used her charm technique to harass, while launching a tricky and fierce attack, but Murong Bo was like a pair of iron and steel, and he never missed the slightest.
Let the wind and rain beat you, I won't move!
Outside the field, those who watched the battle faced this level of battle, naturally they had to make their own understanding and comments, and only listened to someone looking at Chen Fan and Wunian's figure muttering to themselves.
"Now it seems that the two of them have not used the strongest means. At this moment, they are only testing each other. When which side uses the second hand, I am afraid that the battle is over!"
"That's right!" The people around him also began to agree: "It is rumored that there is an Arhat palm in the White Horse Temple. As soon as this palm is released, the outcome will be immediately known!"
Another person looked at Murong Bo and Hong Ling and said, "The battle here is very understandable. Although Hong Ling from the Yihong Academy is a talented person, he is not even a star or a half behind Murong Bo. This battle, She will definitely lose!"
Upon hearing this, someone around him immediately raised doubts.
"Why is this Xiongtai so sure?"
The person being questioned didn't care either, and explained to himself: "I visited Murong's house many years ago. Their family attacked the most, and they always believed that attack is the best defense."
"Now, Murong Bo has been defending against Hongling, which means that he has enough confidence to win, so he doesn't care about delaying some time!"
"Why is this again?" The doubts of the people around became deeper.
"Look carefully, when Na Murong Bo was facing Hong Ling, he looked at Chen Fan more. This shows that he is taking the opportunity to find Chen Fan's depth in preparation for the next decisive battle!"
As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar!
If you really think about it in this way, does it mean that Murong Bo has regarded Chen Fan as his opponent at the same level, otherwise, how could he be so solemn?
And the Tianjiao, who was rare in the Murong family for a century, was actually on the same level as the little Seven Star Sect Chen Fan. How strong is Chen Fan?
Or how big a treasure did the Seven Star Sect pick up?
At this moment, no one has an answer, but this does not prevent them from muttering to themselves while watching the battle!
"boom!"
With fists together, Chen Fan and Wunian each stepped back a dozen steps, even their pale faces would make them feel uncomfortable.
But seeing that Wunian gave up the fierce and fast attack before, he took a breath and began to gain momentum!
When everyone saw this scene, they all understood one thing.
The real winner is about to appear!