"My friend has good cultivation and excellent strength. I wonder if it's the talent of the Ye family in Lincheng?" After the test just now, Wu Jue also roughly understood Ye Fan's strength. There is only one Ye family around Yangcheng.
This question is so great that it is because of its greater reputation.
"You are not talented, you are from the Ye family in Yangcheng." He was not surprised that Wu Jue could guess Ye Fan's family background. After a moment of pondering, he revealed the origin.
After the two of them were polite again, Wu Juecai brought the topic to the point. "This battle of Tongxuan will determine the ownership of Tongxuan Pool in a battle manner. After the competition between the three parties, three people will win.
One of the three winners will be bye bye, and the winner will fight with the one who is bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye
Ye Fan nodded when he heard this, and then stood beside Wu Yang and waited for the battle of Tongxuan to begin.
As time goes by, the mysterious energy of the heaven and earth in Tongxuan Mountain gradually becomes rich. On the side of the mountain, the fog suddenly rolls up in the square fog. Through the thick fog, you can vaguely see a pool of water wrapped in the thick fog.
It rolled violently, as if it was boiled boiling water.
The pool water boiled, and the mysterious energy on the mountain seemed to be pulled into the pool water one after another. With the mysterious energy pouring, the pool water boiled even more violently. All the fog shrouded around was swallowed by them.
After the thick fog disappeared, the appearance of the pool water was completely exposed to people. The rich mysterious energy lingered on the pool water. Under the sunlight, a colorful rainbow spanned the two sides of the pool water, which was very beautiful.
"Swoosh swosh swosh swosh." One after another, a series of sounds of breaking through the air, and figures quickly passed through the air and then landed on the edge of the pool.
"Well, everyone, Tongxuan Pool is revealed, so we should not delay it too much. The battle of Tongxuan will start now!" The first elegant man in a red shirt cleared his throat and said.
On him, Ye Fan also felt the same momentum as Wu Jue. His clothes should be Zhang Jinghong, who is undoubtedly the leader of the Blood Eagle Gang.
"Brother Zhang said very well. If Brother Wu has no objection, the battle for Tongxuan will begin here!" A middle-aged man in black responded.
Hearing the sound, Ye Fan turned his head and glanced at the middle-aged man. Those who could speak here were wearing black robes, and they must be Sun Wutu, the leader of the Black Wolf Gang. The man's face was slightly curled. The corners of his lips were covered with a slightly curly face.
He always had an unknown smile. A long scar on his forehead split his face in two, looking quite cruel.
"As long as the two brothers said," Wu Jue responded with a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, an old man walked out of the crowd. The old man had a very strong aura, and was only a little behind the heads of the three major families.
"I won't say much about the rules. Let's ask all the players to draw lots to decide the opponent!" After that, the old man waved his sleeves, and dozens of light spots flew out of his sleeves and sprinkled on the sky.
Seeing this, Ye Fan jumped his hand and grabbed a spot of light at will. After landing, he slowly spread out his palms holding the spot of light. A white piece of paper lay quietly in the palm of his palm, and opened it and wrote on it.
"One". At that moment, Ye Fan walked straight towards the No. 1 arena.
As soon as he entered the court, he heard the referee calling his name. Shortly after he got on the court, his opponent also came to the stage.
"This brother invited me. I'm here to go to Luosang, the Xuanjian Sect. Seeing that this brother is very handsome, I don't know if I can tell you the name."
Upon hearing this, Ye Fan carefully asked a large number of people who spoke carefully. His age was similar to Wu Yang, he was seventeen or eighteen years old, and his appearance was average, and his cultivation was in the middle stage of the eighth level of foundation building.
"I'm in Ye Fan, please give me some advice." After the two of them said their names, they started fighting.
Although Lausanne's cultivation is not as good as Ye Fan, his foundation is solid. He danced a set of top-level martial arts "Tiger Roar Palm" and it was also full of vigor. There seemed to be a low whistling sound accompanied by a sharp sound.
The strong wind sounded.
But under the attack of Lausanne, Ye Fan seemed at ease. As the mysterious energy rolled, fierce attacks continued to greet Lausanne. The ground was outlined by the fierce wind.
"Bang." Another fierce palm slapped the ground, and the stone slabs on the counter were shot out with slight cracks.
Ye Fan, who dodged a blow, fell steadily on the side. The mysterious aura in his body floated and his sharp eyes fell on Luosang in front of him without blinking.
At this time, the latter had a disordered breath and his clothes were covered with fists and feet. His hair was disheveled and he looked quite embarrassed. It was obvious that Ye Fan had an absolute advantage in this asymmetrical fight.
With a slight smile, Ye Fan said, "Brother Luo, I will use martial arts next, Brother Luo must be careful." As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan's figure rose into the air. His huge palm slapped down like a mountain.
The powerful mysterious energy fluctuated and rolled up layers of strong winds, whistling towards Lausanne's head.
"Mountain Palm." As Ye Fan's earliest martial arts practiced, it has already reached the point where he can easily pick it up. Its power is many times stronger than in the past.