I didn't expect Yang Le to be so cautious, and Sun Fan, who was a little upset, couldn't help but think in his heart.

"I finally got to where I am today, and I must not let this kid go!"

Everyone only knew that Sun Fan was calm by nature, but they didn't see the desire for power hidden under that cold face!

Speaking of which, he is also a poor man, with a record of 68 wins, but he has not enjoyed the same treatment as Chen Pi and Wang Lin, in order to have more time to study the exercises, he almost only lives in legends.

"Ah~~~~~h

Seeing that time was running out, Sun Fan suddenly howled in the sky, and the whole person slowly turned into a towering tree, spitting out green mist from his mouth, and countless thorny vines and branches shot in the direction of Yang Le.

It was at this moment that a breeze blew across Yang Le's cheeks, and a few blood beads went away with the wind, and after a while, there was a feeling of being bitten by ants, and a hole was cracked!

"It's ......"

"The Mystery of the Wind!!"

Yang Le was a little shocked, his eyes widened, he didn't expect this Sun Fan to comprehend the mystery of the wind at the last moment!

Moved slightly, but I didn't expect that there were a few more cuts on my body, don't look at the time left, if it continues like this, Yang Le may even lose his life.

"This is just a test in the early stage, once Sun Fan preliminarily grasps the realm of this wind, I don't think it will end well!"

"Xunjian Style!"

Thinking of this, Yang Le directly put away the True Fire Sword in his hand and forcibly sacrificed the Wind Sword Technique in "The Road of the Human Emperor", actually wanting to use moves with the same attributes to decide the winner.

It's not that Yang Letuo is big, but at the same time that Sun Fan comprehended the mystery of the wind just now, he also had an epiphany, so he simply practiced his exercises in this arena.

He Demeng's pupils shrank suddenly, he never thought that this guy actually had more than one attribute, and even the host on the side didn't forget to take out a small notebook and record it.

"Impossible, impossible!!"

"This is my exercise, how can you just look at it!!"

Sun Fan, who was immersed in the realm of comprehension, had not had time to be happy, and was shocked to find that the kid on the other side had actually used the power of the wind, even more violent than his gentle drizzle.

Not only does it have a huge power like a tornado, but it is even combined with the wind sword in his hand to form a powerful penetrating power and strangulation power!

Like the breeze of crossing the river, hitting the storm formed outside Yang Le's body, it constantly emitted a loud "crackling" sound, and even a faint trace of translucent fire appeared.

"It's not fire!"

Yang Le, who accidentally discovered this abnormality, only sensed it slightly, and his face gradually became complicated, a little surprised, a little confused, and a little happy.

"This is the prototype of thunder and lightning!"

Boom boom boom boom~

While he was thinking, Sun Fan was wrapped in the breeze in the realm, and constantly whipped him with the branches derived from his limbs, and the shoots and leaves on it were the hardest stingers, and the wind wall outside his body suddenly became a little crumbling.

The original feeling in my heart was interrupted in an instant, and when I wanted to capture it again, it was too late!

For this kind of impolite person, Yang Le really can't bear it, don't look at Sun Fan's strength is much stronger than him, and he has no energy to replenish after fighting until now, in fact, he is just a paper tiger.

Yang Le, who is still at the peak of his state, is really likely to defeat him with the trick of the Xun Sword Style!

The anger in his heart is the best accelerant, Yang Le is like a rocket that has been launched, and the speed of rotation has increased by a notch in an instant, stirring up the surrounding breeze for a moment.

It was in this short period of time that the wind sword in Yang Le's hand was pointed directly at the enemy's eyebrows, and Sun Fan had even felt the fear of death, but at this moment, he could not make any effective movements except for glaring at Yang Le with some unwillingness.

"It's over!"

If it weren't for Yang Le's own bet on a draw, if he hadn't thought that He Demeng would have tortured himself if he lost the money, if he ......

But there was no if, Yang Le still chose to stop at the last moment, and even in order to act like a little bit, he actually took the initiative to fall to the ground, as if the energy in his body was completely exhausted, and the painful expression was simply pitiful!

"I want you to die!!"

Unexpectedly, Sun Fan, who was immortal in the catastrophe, did not have the slightest sense of gratitude, but suddenly burst out at the moment of the end of the game, and the roots formed by his legs and feet directly wrapped the defenseless Yang Le.

In this prison formed by tree branches, a violent whirlwind suddenly blew, and its shape seemed to be similar to the "Xunjian style" that Yang Le had used before.

"Humph!"

Just as the host was about to stop it, a cold snort suddenly sounded in the venue, everyone's ears were temporarily deaf, and Sun Fan, who had turned into a big tree, seemed to have seen something terrible, and he didn't even have time to scream, so he was torn apart and completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Immortal-level boss?"

"Soul Destroyer?"

"It's a little scary!"

Unexpectedly, Sun Fan, who had already reached the eighth order of the heaven-level level, was not an enemy in front of this mysterious heaven-level boss!

This cold snort is obviously some kind of sonic attack, otherwise it would not have such a huge attack power, if all the immortal-level masters could kill people by humming a few words, Yang Le and they would have died under the hands of the hyena Dao people before.

"You are very good, I am waiting for you in the Tianzi area, and I will give you a big gift at that time!"

The voice came and went quickly, and after saying this, it disappeared without a trace, and the tense atmosphere in the venue eased.

"Because of my mistakes at work, Yang Le was seriously injured after the game, so I will reward him with an additional 50 points on behalf of the arena to show fairness!"

"It's over!"

"Yang Lesheng!"

Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected gain, Yang Le was happy, but suddenly felt a kind of gaze, just a glance from the corner of his eye, he was scared to sweat!

"How did I forget this stubble!"

It turned out that He Demeng was staring at him with a resentful face!

Yang Le immediately walked up to the host, stared at the microphone for a while, and only held it in his hand after getting permission, and said very weakly:

"Ahem..."

"Hello everyone, I'm Yang Le, the reason why I didn't... Ahem... I didn't leave because I didn't think I had won!"

"After all, I didn't defeat my opponent before the end of the match, so I don't think I can win just because the enemy fouled, such a victory is shameful for my monks!"

"Ahem, ahem... If I could, I would like the arena to decide that we were tied......"

After Yang Le said this, he actually fell unconscious in the arena directly, and the staff immediately rushed over, but he was pushed away by He Demeng.

"When did the captain become so active?"

Yang Le's uprightness instantly won the respect of everyone in the audience, and it doesn't work if it's not respectful, after all, they all bought this draw before.

The host originally wanted to reduce some losses in the arena in this way, but he didn't expect Yang Le to dare to take the initiative to come forward, even if he was a little unhappy to be dismissed, but in order not to cause public anger, it was still judged to be flat after all!

In fact, Yang Le also knew very well in his heart that if he took the initiative to speak, he would most likely offend the host, but he finally chose to stand on He Demeng's side.

Although Zilanshan recovered well from his injuries, he was unable to recover his cultivation after all, and in these alleys where he could eat people, no one could help him except for this strong administrator.

For this reason, after he said this, he could only choose to be unconscious on the spot, but what he never expected was that He Demeng actually took the initiative to rush out and send him back to the room, and even said a meaningful word to Zi Lanshan before leaving.

"He's fine, I'll come to see you after dawn, tell this kid to figure out what to exchange, and I can take the time to buy it for you!"

After He Demeng left, Yang Le still didn't open his eyes, and it wasn't until a long time later, after all the monks had returned to the room, that he quietly got up, covered Zi Lanshan's small mouth and said:

"Xiaoshan, don't talk, I'm fine, I was just acting before!"

"In the future, if you encounter danger, you will go to He Demeng, the strong man just now!"

"Be obedient, go to sleep, don't ask anything, don't say anything!"

After listening to Yang Le's words, Zi Lanshan was really like a good baby, holding his hand, and soon fell asleep, as if she had some sweet dream, and smiled so sweetly.

"Is this kid really hurt?"

"He Demeng wants to take credit from me this dog?"

At a corner of the yellow-character residential area, a monk stared at the house where Yang Le was for a long time with some confusion, and since He Demeng left, there really didn't seem to be any movement inside.

"Hey~, maybe I'm thinking too much, no matter how against the sky, he's just a heaven-level sixth-order monk, and if he can do it like this, he can already be regarded as a genius among geniuses!"

The man disappeared in a flash, and a ray of moonlight swept over him, and only then did he see his true face - the host of the competition!

In fact, Yang Le was also beating a drum in his heart now, he never thought that an arrogant person like He Demeng would actually take the initiative to resist him and go home.

Coupled with the words that seemed to be said to Zi Lanshan when the goods left, Yang Le obviously felt that he seemed to have discovered some of his secrets.

Nothing else can be said, how did a monk who only had a heaven-level sixth-order monk and had not converted his energy at all manage to have more than twice as much energy in his body as a heaven-level eighth-order monk?

Once this information is collected by someone with a heart, and the rumors of the previous god body are added, it will be extremely scary to think about it!

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