Zhang Fan fought more and more fiercely, and Wang Luo frowned slightly. Although the opponent's strength was not so great, it could still have a certain impact on him. For example, now, he felt that he was in a hurry, so he continued to fight.
As he came down, his strength became stronger and stronger, and the look in his eyes gradually became colder when he looked at Zhang Fan.
"Come on." Zhang Fan felt the sudden increase in pressure and couldn't help shouting. The purple light on his body shook rapidly, and he slapped Wang Luo with his palm again.
The purple light mixed with the force of scorn quickly burst out, and the bright purple light formed a huge palm print.
Wang Luo's eyes narrowed slightly. The opponent seemed to be getting braver as he fought. It seemed that he was going to use some key measures, otherwise the opponent would forget his own name and everything else.
Spreading his right hand, black energy instantly condensed into the palm of his hand, and a fierce aura flowed around. At this time, Wang Luo's eyes were a little dark. Looking at the palm prints coming towards him, he smiled disdainfully, and instantly lowered his right hand.
Pressure, violent black energy swept out instantly.
"Exploding Palm!"
As Wang Luo's voice finished speaking, a huge palm print quickly pressed in the direction of Zhang Fan with the force of lightning. Black light floated, looking extremely weird.
Exploding Palm, a high-level Huang-level skill, is not very fast, and its power can be greatly optimized when it explodes in an instant. The most important point is that Exploding Palm can be condensed and not dispersed, unless the opponent has the same resistance power.
When the two came into contact, Zhang Fan's palm prints dissipated instantly, and the speed of the black palm prints did not slow down, pressing towards Zhang Fan's body.
Many people present exclaimed, Feng Batian's tiger eyes flashed, the aura on his body was flowing, and his fists were clenched. Is this kind of skill very powerful? He didn't notice it at all. If Zhang Fan really
If your life is in danger, what if you break the rules here?
Ouyang Xian'er closed her beautiful eyes and her body trembled slightly.
Ye Xuan and Zi Ling were in the distance. Zi Ling also closed her eyes in fear. Although Ye Xuan's eyes were wide open, her beautiful eyes also revealed a hint of worry.
The cyclone rotated crazily, and the power of the surrounding heaven and earth condensed towards Zhang Fan. The middle-aged man was a little surprised, how could Zhang Fan absorb the energy of heaven and earth so fast?
When the black palm print was pressed down, the purple light burst out instantly, like a rising flame.
"Bump." He pressed down with huge force, making a loud groaning sound. Zhang Fan's body instantly bent down, and he almost fell to his knees.
The white robe was beating wildly, Zhang Fan's face was filled with indifference and resoluteness, his eyes burst out with bloodthirsty light, and his body stood up little by little.
The depressed figure looked full of perseverance at this time. His movements might have been a bit slow, but his unyielding spirit that would rather die deeply shocked the people present. This young man is not simple!
Feng Batian's fists were clenched tightly, his eyes trembling, his own son, this was his Feng Batian's son.
At this time, everyone had the illusion that this boy was no longer a boy, but an upright man. The back of Kang Qiang standing up, and the spirit of refusing to surrender, deeply shocked them!
"Miss!" Zi Ling was holding Ye Xuan's clothes tightly at this time, looking at the figure on the battlefield with worry on her face.
Ye Xuan's mood was hard to calm down at this time. The gap between the trash before and the genius man today was so great that it was difficult for him to accept it. Is that sonorous young man really Feng Ling? She really
I dare not imagine it.
Zhang Fan gritted his teeth, a large amount of sweat fell from his face, his brows were furrowed, and the vortex in his body was spinning even more violently.
An ugly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, come on, the more powerful the better.
With a low drink, Zhang Fan straightened his body again.
Wang Luo looked at Zhang Fan, who was gradually standing up, and narrowed his eyes slightly. There was deep shock hidden deep in his eyes.
Taking a deep breath, the black light on Wang Luo's body also began to tremble. No matter how strong you are, at an absolute distance, you are still a vase-like existence. It is useless to look at it. The genius boy, today I will let you become
, a pile of rotten meat!
Wang Luo sneered, and his strength suddenly became stronger.
A muffled sound was heard, and Zhang Fan's standing body fell down again. When his knees were less than three inches from the ground, Zhang Fan was stunned to hold on.
Douda's sweat began to flow faster, but his eyes were covered with a layer of purple. He heard the sound of cracking, and the pressure would make him crazier.
Crazy thoughts shot out from Zhang Fan's eyes. His whole body stood upright again. He raised his head in an instant, and his slightly childish face fell on Wang Luo. He smiled at the corner of his mouth and stretched out his slightly trembling right hand.
, the index finger spread out and hooked, with an expression full of disdain.
Wang Luo was stunned for a moment, or everyone present was also stunned. Is Zhang Fan really looking for death? At this time, he still dares to provoke?
"Master, this loser is really looking for death." A man sitting next to Zhang Moben in the distance had a sneer on his face.
Zhang Mo also had the same sneer on his face, "Just die, it would be better to die early. In fact, he was a little anxious inside. What's the ink mark on the person he found?"
"Seeking death!" Wang Luo saw Zhang Fan's disdainful expression. Did he really think that he didn't dare to do anything to him?
As he finished speaking, Wang Luo's strength gradually became stronger, with a cold expression on his face, "Since you want to die, don't blame me."
As Wang Luo's strength became stronger and stronger, the restless purple light on Zhang Fan's body became irregular, and the cyclone in his body reached a rotation speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye. The power of heaven and earth moved crazily towards Zhang Fan.
Everything is condensed here.
"You idiot, let's break through." Zhang Fan shouted loudly at this time. He stood up instantly despite the huge pressure. At that moment, everything around him seemed to have disappeared. Zhang Fan stood proudly.
There, at that moment, the perception increased wildly.
The black pupils opened, the purple intention was unusually strong, and the power of heaven and earth was absorbed even faster at this time.
Zixia Kung Fu, the performance of the fourth level, greatly increases the perception, the cyclone expands, and the absorption speed becomes faster. He is not a waste. In such a short period of time, he reached the fourth level. Even he in the previous life could not catch up.
.
Maybe he had the help of the jade pendant at the beginning, but he persevered, with an unchanging heart that will always persevere. He will become stronger, reach the peak, and wait for me. Even if he dies, he will have no regrets!
After breaking through to the fourth level, Zhang Fan clearly felt that the pressure had become lighter. The purple light all over his body was pulsating, and his eyes were covered with purple meaning, and he looked at Wang Luo calmly.
The whole audience was stunned. Zhang Fan's proud figure stood upright, like a Mount Tai, giving people a sense of stability.
The middle-aged referee couldn't believe it. He felt that the energy in Zhang Fan's body had become extremely strong. Could it be that Zhang Fan had broken through? But how was it possible? He could still break through under such circumstances?
Wang Luo probably didn't believe his eyes even more at this time. Although the force of his own explosion reached 80%, he believed that the force was not something Zhang Fan could bear at this time. But what happened at this time, Zhang Fan
Fan's expression became visibly relaxed.
"Go to hell." Wang Luo shouted again, and all his strength suddenly exploded.
The pressure increased, Zhang Fan frowned, and his breathing was slightly suppressed. He broke through, but there was still some gap between his strength and Wang Luo.
Now that you have achieved the results you want, there is no need to continue like this.
He spread his right hand, and the rich Yuan Li instantly condensed in the palm of his hand. The bright purple light became a bit dazzling. He clenched his right hand tightly, and a wild energy burst out from Zhang Fan's body.
The gap between the performance of the fourth level and the third level is quite huge. The energy that burst out at that moment spread instantly. The illusory energy handprint instantly became illusory.
"Break it for me."
A calm low voice sounded, and the illusory palm prints disappeared in an instant.
Everyone present became excited. The boy who created miracles seemed to be back again. Within a moment of silence, the noise suddenly became loud and heated, and the atmosphere of the whole place once again reached a crazy climax.
"I've been suppressing it for a long time, now it's my turn."
Zhang Fan raised his head, a sneer on his face.
"sulfuric acid!"
The sound of the sword being unsheathed carried the sound of breaking through the air, and the illusory figure suddenly sprinted towards Wang Luo's body with strange steps. The speed was very fast, and more importantly, it was changing back and forth.
"What kind of skill is this?" Everyone present was stunned for a moment.
The four levels of Mizongbu can be fully displayed, and the effect is so that the opponent cannot detect the changes in the figure and the changes in the entrance and exit of the attack.
He was familiar with this step in his previous life, but he was a little unfamiliar at first. However, when he was in front of Wang Luo, he became more and more proficient, especially with the support of the four-layer Zixia technique.
Perhaps only the purple glow can be seen in the illusory figure.
"Broken sword!"
A harsh buzzing sound and sword energy with domineering spiritual power erupted instantly.
Wang Luo instantly smelled a hint of dangerous information and was a little surprised. Why did Zhang Fan's strength suddenly increase so much?
While surprised, Wang Luo's reaction speed was also very fast, and the triangle swept up with rioting black energy.
"Stab it."
The harsh sound made people's scalp numb. A strange smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Fan's mouth, and the sword in his hand trembled for an instant. Don't underestimate this tremor, the force transmitted is extraordinary.
Broken Sword, as the name suggests, breaks the opponent's weapon. For those who come into contact with this kind of strength for the first time, the weapon will fall if it falls, and the strength will be dispersed if it is shaken.
Wang Luo, who was not prepared at all, was stunned by the force. The triangular fork in his hand trembled from the force. He clenched his right hand tightly and was shocked. He gritted his teeth and held the triangular fork.
It would be really embarrassing if the triangular fork really flew out in your hand.