"How can it be!?"

"How could Wudalang suddenly become so strong!"

"This, is this Wu Dalang's trump card? But why does it have an evil aura!"

"..."

Countless Jiange disciples in the audience immediately started talking about it.

Originally, Lin Fan had always had an absolute advantage, but suddenly, the situation reversed.

This situation was beyond everyone's expectation.

"Senior brother!" Chen Yufeng's pupils suddenly shrank and he looked at Qin Ming.

Qin Ming turned around with a smile and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chen Yufeng said: "Brother, you are asking questions knowingly! That thing is definitely not something that a disciple who has not yet reached the supreme realm can master, and you actually gave it to Wu Dalang! You are harming him!"

"Junior brother, what you said is wrong. I didn't force anyone. All of this was of his own free will." Qin Ming said calmly.

Chen Yufeng took a deep breath, said nothing, and turned to look at the ring.

He was extremely annoyed, but it was useless to say anything now. He could only place his hope on Lin Fan.

At the same time, Chen Yufeng was also ready to take action.

Because he knows "that thing" very well, it can be said that Wu Dalang's strength at the moment is not weaker than the supreme early stage powerhouse. I am afraid that even against Jian Fenghan and Ximen Qing, he can barely fight.

If Lin Fan is defeated, Chen Yufeng will protect him even if he violates the rules.

On stage.

Lin Fan used all his strength to strike out with his sword, but it was caught between Wu Dalang's two fingers, which made him extremely shocked.

"Jie Jie Jie, Lin Fan, you didn't expect that, did you?"

Wu Dalang smiled coldly and grinned at Lin Fan. His voice was hoarse and sinister, "Next, feel the fear and despair!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Dalang's eyes suddenly widened. The red light in his eyes flashed, and the light swelled.

At the same time, Wu Dalang held the devil's power with the fingers of his right hand on one side of his body and swung back.

A terrifying force came, and Lin Fan's expression changed, but he only held on for a moment before helplessly letting go of his right hand.

The demon's fierce force flew out of his hand and flew directly off the ring.

"You can't even hold a sword firmly, why should you fight me?"

Wu Dalang shouted loudly, clenched the ferocious bully in his right hand, vibrated the blade, and slashed towards Lin Fan.

Lin Fan's body turned deftly, and the fierce bully almost wiped Lin Fan's face and chopped it down.

Although Lin Fan narrowly dodged Wu Dalang's sword, the energy carried by the blade still caused Lin Fan's cheek to hurt.

"You can only hide? You damn monkey!"

Wu Dalang uses his knife to output and his mouth to output at the same time.

Both hands and mouth are not idle.

One knife was faster than the other, like a surging wave, coming continuously.

Lin Fan could only barely parry and kept retreating.

At this time, Wu Dalang was like Popeye eating spinach. His speed and strength had greatly increased, and it was really difficult for Lin Fan to parry.

Every time Lin Fan took a step back, the hearts of the Jiange disciples in the audience sank a little.

"Junior brother, come on!"

Chu Linger waved her hands and shouted loudly.

"Junior brother Lin Fan, come on!"

"come on!"

"..."

Chu Ling'er's actions infected everyone, and for a while, countless Jiange disciples burst out with shouts like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.

Everyone was cheering for Lin Fan.

"Lin Fan, Lin Fan, listen, they are cheering for you, but you are destined to let them down. I really don't know how they will feel when I trample the hero in their eyes under my feet.

, Hahaha!" Wu Dalang said coldly as he attacked fiercely with his sword.

"Wudarang!"

Lin Fan's eyes suddenly flashed with divine light, and an extremely powerful aura soared into the sky.

The sound was like the divine thunder from the Nine Heavens, exploding across the heaven and earth.

"Are you done talking nonsense? When you're done, come here and lie down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Fan directly superimposed the Blood Madness Curse to the forty-nine level, suppressed the trembling of his body and the feeling of his muscles tearing, and punched out with a fierce punch.

Star Tribulation Fist.

The Xing Jie Fist condensed to the extreme.

The gray fist mark rushed out, and wherever it passed, several cracks suddenly appeared in the space!

This means that Lin Fan's punch has reached the supreme level!

Otherwise, it would be impossible to break the space.

Wu Dalang's pupils suddenly shrank.

This punch was extremely terrifying, and even now he felt a hint of threat.

"Black Muzan!"

Wu Dalang shouted loudly, a fierce light suddenly appeared in his eyes, he held the fierce bull with both hands and chopped it off with a single blow.

A jet-black arc-shaped sword slashed towards Lin Fan with a sharp whistling sound.

It's also Black Muzhan, but now Wu Dalang is using it, and its power has increased several times compared to before!

The next moment.

"Bang!!!"

The sword light and the fist mark collided fiercely.

For a moment, energy dispersed, and light and shadow boiled!

Large areas of space began to twist and twist like fragile paper.

"Kick, kick, kick, kick!"

A series of footsteps came.

But Wu Dalang took a dozen steps back.

"Qiang!"

Wu Dalang slammed Ji Ba hard into the ground behind him, and then stopped.

He raised his head and stared at the opposite side.

next moment.

The energy storm subsides.

A figure as tall and tall as a spear appeared in Wu Dalang's sight.

Lin Fan's face was as dark as water and he stood up straight.

Wu Dalang's pupils suddenly shrank, and deep horror appeared in his eyes.

But soon, Wu Dalang's expression relaxed a little.

Because he found that Lin Fan's position was still seven or eight meters back compared to before.

This actually brought some comfort to Wu Talang.

At the very least, it was not easy for Lin Fan.

At this time, Lin Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, raised his right hand towards Wu Dalang, and hooked his fingers.

"court death!"

Wu Dalang looked ferocious, stomped his right foot on the ground, and his body shot out like a cannonball.

A cold light flickered.

The fierce bully slashed hard at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan stood firmly on the spot, like a javelin, straight and straight.

And there is no action.

However, an inexplicable momentum surged out of Lin Fan's body.
To be continued...