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The 2340th chapter is enjoyable

On stage.

Wu Dalang also clearly felt that he was being suppressed, and began to panic inside.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

"Lin Fan! I will kill you with this sword!"

"Hei Wu Jue Tian Zhan!"

Wu Dalang roared violently.

It seems that in this way, you can dispel the fear and panic in your heart.

Black Wu Jue Tian Zhan can be regarded as an advanced version of Black Wu Zhan, which is more powerful!

But logically speaking, this move can only be used after truly reaching the supreme realm, and Wu Dalang is only half a step to supreme now. Although it can be said that he has touched the threshold of supremacy, half a step is still half a step.

, no matter whether this half step is a small half or a large half, it cannot be regarded as truly supreme.

It is very difficult for Wu Dalang to perform the Black Wujue Heavenly Slash with half a step of supreme cultivation.

If Wu Dalang's combat power hadn't been greatly increased at this moment, he would never have been able to use it. Even if he used it forcefully, he would hurt himself first before hurting the enemy.

Once the Black Wu Jue Tian Zhan comes out, it means that Wu Dalang is really fighting for his life.

Lin Fan looked calm, made a fist with his right hand, and punched lightly.

The gray fist mark flew away.

Star Tribulation Fist.

The Xing Jie Fist that condenses the level to the extreme.

Moreover, it is the Star Tribulation Fist blessed by the Invincible Heart.

This punch can basically be said to be the strongest blow that Lin Fan can unleash right now!

Everyone held their breath and stared at the stage.

Because everyone knows that the outcome will be decided by a close decision!

The next moment.

Star Tribulation Fist and Black Infinite Slash collided hard.

The moment these two energies collided, the invincible momentum directly suppressed Wu Dalang's sword power!

Complete suppression!

The power of Wu Dalang's move instantly dropped a lot.

"Bang!!!"

A shocking loud noise broke out.

The black sword light dissipated almost instantly.

And that gray fist seal, after defeating the black sword light, actually continued to attack Wu Dalang without losing its power.

Wu Dalang's face was full of despair.

it's over.

It's really over.

Unexpectedly, even after turning on the plug-in, he was still no match for Lin Fan.

Wu Dalang smiled miserably.

This failure may be the last failure for him.

Because the sequelae of that thing are extremely terrifying and can destroy any genius.

If Wu Dalang wins, Qin Ming promises to personally help him eliminate the sequelae, but if Wu Dalang loses, then Qin Ming will never waste spiritual power on him. In other words, if this battle fails, Wu Dalang

Lang will completely sink and disappear everyone!

He was once a disciple of the second cabinet of Dao Pavilion. In the eyes of some people, he even had the hope of defeating Ximen Qing and becoming the chief.

But now, he was defeated at the hands of a cabinet disciple who had just started for a month, and because of this, he was reduced to a useless person.

Wu Dalang's heart is extremely complicated.

If we talk about regrets, I have them.

But, it's no use.

Because the Star Tribulation Fist had already arrived in front of Wu Dalang's front door.

"boom!!!"

The power of the fist completely exploded.

The power is so great that it is frightening.

Lin Fan slowly retracted his fist and kept looking at where Wu Dalang was originally.

A tall figure appeared.

Chen Yufeng looked at Lin Fan with complicated eyes and hid his hands in his sleeves.

He blocked the Star Tribulation Fist.

Wu Dalang collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily, with obvious horror in his eyes.

But I finally saved my life.

"Senior brother, my sword pavilion won this battle, right?" Chen Yufeng looked at Qin Ming and asked loudly.

Qin Ming stood up and said slowly: "Junior brother, congratulations to you. In this sword competition, Jiange is the winner."

"hehe……"

Chen Yufeng smiled calmly and said nothing.

But Qin Ming disappeared like a bubble.

Then the elders of Dao Pavilion also left together.

"Lin Fan, you win."

Wu Dalang said in a hoarse voice, then slowly stood up and walked off the stage with three shaking steps.

Several Sword Pavilion disciples stepped forward to help Wu Dalang, but he refused.

Wu Daluang's heart has died.

"Junior brother is so handsome! Junior brother, you are great!"

"Our Jiange has won, Jiange has won!"

“Enjoyable!”

"Hahaha! In order to win, Dao Ge tried all kinds of tricks and tricks. But in the end, in the face of Junior Brother Lin Fan's strength, all of this has no real effect. It's very satisfying, really very satisfying!"

"..."

Countless Jiange disciples burst into cheers.

At this moment, Lin Fan's reputation skyrocketed.

He was not only a genius disciple, but also became a hero in the hearts of countless Jiange disciples.

Chen Yufeng said to Lin Fan: "Lin Fan, Wu Dalang is already dead, there is no point in killing him."

Lin Fan cupped his fists and said, "Disciple, I understand."

"Where did you learn that punch just now?" Chen Yufeng asked.

Chen Yufeng had personally experienced that Star Tribulation Fist just now.

With Chen Yufeng's cultivation level, even if the Star Tribulation Fist was several times more powerful, it would not be able to hurt him.

But the power of this punch, especially the aura of death contained in it, still shocked Chen Yufeng.

I am afraid that ordinary supreme early stage players, and even a few supreme mid-term warriors, will not be able to withstand this punch.

It's really scary.

"Back to the Pavilion Master, this disciple came to his senses and created this by himself. It's called Star Tribulation Fist." Lin Fan bowed slightly and said calmly.

"You made it yourself!?"

Chen Yufeng's pupils shrank slightly.

He could naturally tell that Lin Fan was not lying.

This is the most shocking!

Such a superb and brilliant boxing technique was actually created by Lin Fan himself.

Even from the perspective of Chen Yufeng, an infinitely powerful person, this punch was extremely perfect, without any flaws.

It was actually created by a second-level disciple of Creation?

What kind of monster is this!

If Chen Yufeng knew that Lin Fan did not create the Star Tribulation Fist with his second stage cultivation, but created the Star Tribulation Fist in the Second Tribulation Pseudo-Saint realm, I wonder what he would think.

such a pity!

Such a monster, he was actually beaten to the throne by that guy.

When he thought of this, the anger in Chen Yufeng's heart couldn't help but rise.

But he couldn't do anything.

"That's right, that's very good. You are the biggest contributor to this battle. Let's rest first and come tomorrow to receive the award."

Chen Yufeng left a word and then disappeared.

Walked very hurriedly.

Because he was worried that if he continued to stay, he would either be tempted to rob someone else, or he would become more and more angry the more he thought about it.

In order to avoid these two situations from happening, Chen Yufeng left decisively.

Then, Lin Fan was surrounded by the crowd.

Countless Jiange disciples threw Lin Fan high into the air and cheered loudly.

Only Yu Wushuang looked at Lin Fan with gloomy eyes and a very ugly face.

"Wushuang." Elder Yin's voice reached Yu Wushuang's ears.

"Master!"

Yu Wushuang's body trembled, and she quickly bowed to Elder Yin with her fists clasped, and said.

Elder Yin put his hands behind his back and said slowly: "After receiving the reward tomorrow, go to Jingsi Cliff to retreat and reflect. Ten years later, if you have changed, you will still have the opportunity to participate in the next sword battle."

"Master, why is this?" Yu Wushuang asked in disbelief.

Elder Yin shook his head and said: "You don't even know why. Maybe ten years is not enough..."

After saying that, Elder Yin turned into a sword light and disappeared from the sky.

Yu Wushuang clenched his fist.

He didn't understand and was very unwilling.

But Elder Yin's words were like an imperial edict, and Yu Wushuang would never dare to violate them.

"Hmph! Lin Fan, I'll give you ten years, and I want to see if you can break through to the supreme level! Ten years later, let's do it again!"

Yu Wushuang took a deep look at Lin Fan, clenched his fists, and turned to leave.

On the arena.

Chu Linger asked Lin Fan how he felt about this battle.

Lin Fan thought for a moment and slowly uttered two words.

“Enjoyable!”


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