A pure black umbrella suddenly appeared from Luo Zi's Tianling Cap. It spun like a phantom and stabbed straight towards Zhao Fan without any fancy or extraneous movements. After all, the target was the motionless soul.

Sparring trainer.

Zhao Fan's eyes were shocked, and he thought that the Great Luo Gu Sect was worthy of being a Tianji force. He thought that Luo Zi was just a childish fool, but he never expected that he actually possessed special soul power.

Because, for normal soul cultivators, the color of their soul power is purple, but the opponent's color is as dark as ink, giving him a domineering look.

Luo Zi is in the late stage of Xuan level, and the power fluctuation of this umbrella with condensed soul power has definitely surpassed this level and entered the mid-level category of the peak of Xuan level.

"Hmph, this is to give you a warning." Luo Zi stared at Zhao Fan coldly and said through a message: "In the future, please remember better and don't think that our disciples will be distracted by doing half a master's ceremony."

However, Zhao Fan looked at the black umbrella calmly, with an indifferent expression, as if he had ignored the former's warning.

Luo Zi didn't think much about this. He continued to chatter and said: "If you lie down for a few days, you may be able to clearly understand who you are..."

At this moment, Luo Zi's lips and teeth trembled suddenly. He stared at the ordinary-looking man with dumbfounded eyes. The expression on his face was as if he had seen a ghost.

Not only him, but also the many Soul Peak disciples cheering for him outside the stadium, as well as the Soul Training Masters over there who were worried about Zhao Fan's comfort, were all dumbfounded!

I saw that when the black umbrella touched the layer of soul armor covering Zhao Fan's body, it seemed like a wilted eggplant hit the meat grinder, shattering into pieces and scattered on the ground.

When the power of the umbrella was exhausted, there was only a hole the size of a fingertip on Zhao Fan's soul armor. Immediately, his body swayed slightly and then returned to stability, safe and sound!

"Is that all you have?"

Zhao Fan shook his head and sighed, and said disdainfully: "I want to stand up for the girl I like, but I'm not qualified enough."

"This... how is this possible!" Luo Zi couldn't believe that the scene in front of him was real. That black umbrella was his strongest means, the spirit-killing umbrella!

Even if it is blocked from the defensive means, 50% of the offensive force will penetrate it regardless of obstacles!

But, but, it actually opened a huge hole?

The new soul trainer was unscathed!

"If there is no stronger means, go down as soon as possible, don't waste my time." Zhao Fan said another faint voice, filling the void of the soul land.

Luo Zi's face turned red and he was furious, but he couldn't do anything to the opponent, because if he wanted to make his power stronger, he could only burn the soul source, and that would violate the rules of the sect. Now he is a sparring partner, not

If you really have a duel with the enemy, not to mention that the higher-ups of the sect do not allow it, it will even arouse the anger of those soul training masters.

Luo Zi's red face turned dark again. He gritted his teeth fiercely and backed away...

"Next, speed."

Zhao Fan was too lazy to say more. Anyway, he had already become the target of public criticism. If he was too timid and cowardly, he would be looked down upon. So, why not take advantage of the situation to add fuel to the fire? What if he was arrogant?

now.

The soul trainers in other venues looked at their new colleagues with eyes full of admiration, and felt a sense of joy in their hearts!

The disciples of the soul Fengfeng all day came in turn, and the semi -division's ceremony was completely reluctant, and was often disdainful and disdainful, so they all pressed the fire.

Right now, the a few o'clock in Zhao, first made the genius girl hit, and made Luo Ziyan sweep the floor with a small level, which was too exciting!

Zhao Fan waved his hands towards those colleagues, then raised his hands habitually, inserted into his pants pocket, and blown his whistle without any matter.

In that posture, anyone who watched it had the urge to go up and shoot a brick.

Later, the third disciple of the Soul Peak came up and weaker than Luo Zi, so there was no provocation. After the test of the soul means step by step, he retreated.

The fourth ...

Fifth ...

Until the ninth end, Zhao Fan's body and soul did not even have a scar. More than that, his momentum was not weakened compared with the initial.

Finally, it was the tenth turn, and the last time I was beaten today.

However, it is not the disciples who are reserved, but a temporary tone. This operation is reasonable as long as the two parties agree and there is no threat and other dark box operations. It is reasonable.

"Brother Wei can't help it!"

"Haha, the arrogance of the bastard, in the end, I hope that Brother Wei will be slightly heavier and give Zhao a few unforgettable lessons!"

"Hush ... low -key, just know, if you say clearly, in case some people sue, don't you pit Brother Wei?"

"Next time, he should be able to impact the disciples of the Golden Robe?"

Many disciples who look at Zhao Fan's unhappy Soul Peak, at this moment, morale rapidly!

The Master Wei in their mouths is one of the top ten disciples of the Soul Peak. Wei Xianxian, he ranked third!

Entering the peak of the late mystery, it has been half a year. Its extreme power is comparable to the golden robe disciples who are quasi -level!

The disciples of the ancient Luo Zongzong are divided into levels.

White robe, purple robe, golden robe.

Above this soul peak is the second -grade purple robe disciples, and the disciples of the Golden Robe have really received Zongmen who valued and enjoyed the tilt of resources.

For the main peak of "Zhen Chuan Peak", the elder who selects the peak of the ground is a teacher, and every year, there is another opportunity to ask the legendary deputy owner, ask in person!

The second leader of the ancient Luo Zong was also a sage of heaven, but in the early days, there was no strong power of the Great Ronaldo, but his instructions were dreaming for the monk of Xuanjie.

If you want to be a true disciple, or the level reaches the quasi -level, and the foreign objects provided temporarily are in the face of the invincible place in the face of the ground step.

Either, the more small levels are, comparable to the quasi -level.

Therefore, Wei Xianxian could have been able to step into the peak of Xuanjie but stuck at the peak of the later period. In order to wait for the next time he was elected, the gold robe was added.

Zhao Fan looked at the handsome young man with a very high voice, and knew that this was another in the end of Lan Qingyou.

Wei Xianxian finally returned to the top ten disciples. It was far from Luo Zi's comparison. After he finished the gift of a half division, he laughed softly: "Now, how about giving you a step?"

"Stop, don't need it." Zhao Fan waved his hand, and said, "Isn't he understanding people?"

Then he yawned.

"Okay." Wei Xianxian shook his head slightly, and turned his hands to the bottom. Later, when he moved, he inspired his field.

The world's void, a layer of intangible substance was instantly covered.

Zhao Fan felt a little unexpectedly, and then thumbs up: "The scope of this area is not small."

Wei Xianxian did not care about each other. This was not pretending. In his mind, he was destined to be a proud person, and the soul sparring teacher was allowed to step on like a stone under his feet. It was nothing more than a decent stone.

His field is a field of fire, named in the field of prison fire.

Once the exhibition is performed, the sky and the earth will be empty within the range. If you are in prison and the target is in it, you will bear the invisible roasting, flesh, bones, souls, that feeling, torment, and even the mood collapse!

Although Zhao Fan didn't know what the field it was, he vaguely judged the characteristics of the field of prison fire.

In the next moment, Wei Xianxian released the strongest means in the blessing of the prison fire, the strongest method of Da Luo Soul!

He stood on the place, raised his hand to the void in front, and the momentum was like a mountain, condensing a huge hand that is all -encompassing.

Then the huge palm turned over the sky after floating upwards, and the pair of pairs below was blocked by the light, and instantly became dark.

In countless eyes, huge palms pressed to the slightly thin figure.

"This time, he can't get up, right?"

"Last time I heard Master said, Brother Wei's great Luo Soul Palm has mastered the essence of 70 %."

"The power of this palm fluctuates, even if it is suppressed by Brother Wei under the quasi -level, but if the peak of the Xuanjie is hit, at least serious injuries, no spiritual crickets.

Only one and a half years can return to normal. "

"Hey ... is it a bit over? If other sparrows are combined to protest, what should I do?"

"There are so many, it is Zhao's arrogance first, and he is still unhappy with the worries. The elders may open one eye and close one eye."

Nympho

The big Luo soul palm is like a big mountain, falling towards Zhao Fan.

But he didn't even look up. From beginning to end, he closed his eyes and entered the soul power to maintain the soul armor covering the body.

This scene fell into the eyes of everyone, and felt that he knew that he couldn't hold it and announced it in advance.

In this way, the soul land fell into quiet, waiting for him to be crushed like a piece of soft mud before lift the scene.

And those soul sparrows, with anger, the idea of ​​strike in my heart!

Just the next second.
Chapter completed!