In this battle between Arachen and Leitong, no one has any confidence in Arachen.

Even if Fang Ran had killed Lei Guan blatantly just now, he was only a three-step after all.

Three steps to four steps, the difference between immortals and mortals, is like cloud mud.

It didn't take too long for Lei Guan to enter the four steps, and his defeat can also be explained by the unstable foundation and the fact that the realm has not yet been consolidated.

Although Fang Ran's killing was appalling, after all, this battle was still within the scope of the four steps accepted by these onlookers.

But now, after the First World War, Fang Ran almost exhausted all his strength, and he must have been seriously injured.

Lei Tong is already in the middle of the Dao realm, and he has already integrated a lot of Dao rhyme, and he has been famous for a long time.

Even if there were two other martial artists with the same combat strength as him standing behind Fang Ran, there was still no hope against Lei Tong.

What's more, these vicious-eyed veteran Dao Beginners can see at a glance that this Huangchen's chief manager is like smoke, and Zhong Mingtai, the head of the Guards, although his combat power is also strong or even top in the territory of Wuji, but compared with Fang Ran, there is still a big gap after all.

Fang Ran, such a demon, even if it is cultivated by all the families in Wantong Trade City, it may not be able to produce one, at this time, among the mud-legged sinners who came out of the wilderness, there can be such an outlier, it can already be regarded as a rebellion, so it is possible to pop out three at once?

It's almost a death-defying situation right now. Fang Ran even dared to give up Lin Hongtu's assistance, and with three martial poles, he dared to challenge a middle realm Dao Chu!

In the sky, there are divine consciousness touching each other, communicating casually.

"Brother Lang, in your opinion, how many ways does this kid named Fang Ran have to survive?"

The person who asked the question was sitting in a wine shop a few miles away from the Sky Survey Port, named Huang Younian, and the entire wine in Wantong was his property.

Huang Younian simply scalded a pot of rice wine in front of him, and he had already drunk half of the wine in the battle.

The "Brother Lang" who was asked was Wantong's famous chariot and horse merchant, Lang Xingyi.

Lang Xingyi knocked his fingers on the table, thought for a moment, and said, "About two percent." ”

Huang Younian drank another glass of wine and said with surprise: "Ercheng, I didn't expect Brother Lang to think so highly of this young man...... In my opinion, one percent. If he is ruthless enough and willing to give up the two subordinates behind him, then maybe he can live to five percent. ”

"Hehe......" A hoarse voice interjected between the two, and said: "As a leader, if you give up your subordinates, you should have no way to survive." ”

Huang Younian and Lang Xingyi both smiled, and Huang Younian said: "Hey, Mr. Si also has Yaxing to watch the battle?"

The person called "Mr. Si" just smiled coldly and said: "People are old, they can't sleep in the middle of the night, they listen to the noise outside, look around, and bump into a play." Don't you do the same? Don't you hug your wife at night, come out and watch people fight, what are you doing!"

There was a faint laughter from all around, obviously they were quite jealous of Mr. Si, and no one dared to criticize him for this nonsense.

A woman's voice sounded, and she said lazily: "It's boring left and right, why don't you open a plate to relieve boredom?"

"Hmph, Mrs. Qian's words are so funny. What is the opening press? life and death, victory or defeat? The ending is all doomed, and a fool will play with you. The voice was merciless and playful.

This woman's voice is obviously extremely young, extremely lazy and soft, but she is called Mrs. Qian. She snorted with a tingling "hum", noncommittal.

Huang Younian was interested, and said: "Why don't you guess how long Fang Ran's kid can last?" Each family will pay attention to three months, and a pillar of incense will jump together, and until the breath is exhausted, the closest time to guess will be taken away." ”

"That's fine. ”

"Yes, yes, my Lao Liu will come first, just guess a half-pillar of incense! It is a good thing for young people to have high morale, and my Lao Liu hopes that he will live for a while. ”

"A high heart can't make up for the absolute gap in the realm. Two-tenths of a pillar of incense is over...... If it weren't for Lao Liu's optimism about Fang Ran, Sun would have guessed one-tenth of the pillar of incense!"

When the mind was guessing wildly, a young voice suddenly came: "I've been bored for a long time, and I'll come big when I come." The so-called wealth is in danger, it is better to press the harvest of each family in a year, and guess the winner or loser?"

The consciousness that came from all over the place was suddenly silenced, and then it burst into laughter in an instant.

"Brother Su Cheng, you are joking, my sister can't take it. Mrs. Qian said crisply, her voice tickling people's hearts.

This Sioux City, among these Dao Chu in Wantong Trade City, is the youngest, but its strength is extremely strong. is obviously just a teacher, but the fight makes people look chilled.

His words just now made everyone laugh. After all, Lao Liu guessed that half of the incense was already extremely biased, and no one thought that Su Cheng would directly guess the winner?

If three martial poles challenge one Dao junior realm, and the final victory or defeat is also suspenseful, then what is the point of everyone cultivating the Dao step by step?

No one answered.

After a long time, Lang Xingyi said slowly: "Victory or defeat will be victory." There's nothing wrong with being young and frivolous, I guess Fang Ran won. ”

"What?!Lang Xingyi, are you serious?!"

Lang Xingyi kept knocking his fingers on the table: "What?

"Hehe, Brother Lang guesses the win, then I, Huang, will guess the loss. There are notes on both sides, and you see, how about it?"

In addition to these Dao Chu cultivation, they are extremely bored, and at this moment, whether they are hunting curiosity or looking good and lively, they have made their own conclusions about this almost doomed game.

The seven Dao Chu onlookers suppressed five Fang Ran defeats, but only Su Cheng and Lang Xingyi were the only ones who guessed Fang Ran's victory.

After the greetings, for a while, the world was silent.

Lei Tong's emotionless consciousness fluctuation sounded in the ears of the seven people: "Enough trouble? ”

His words were indifferent and without any politeness, as if these Dao Beginnings in Wantong City were completely ignored by him.

Someone squinted at Lei Tong, and was about to make a statement, but his eyes seemed to inadvertently see the Sky Survey Boat behind him, and he still held his mind and sat in place to watch the battle silently.

Someone muttered in a low voice: "Valley of Thousand Feelings...... I can't afford to offend, I can't afford to offend!"

Fang Ran's attention had been focused on Lei Tong.

From the moment he issued the challenge, Lei Tong remained silent, as if he was thinking about something, and did not say a word.

Only the vague pressure emanating from Lei Tong's body gradually became stronger.

This pressure is not as sharp as Lei Guan, but more restrained.

But Fang Ran knew that this kind of restrained edge was far more dangerous than the kind of edge that could not be easily controlled and could only escape around.

Leitong is the realm of the middle and middle schools...... And to deal with Lei Guan, who was only in the initial realm of the Dao, Fang Ran had already used all the means. At this moment, Lei Tong was just standing there, and Fang Ran felt in his heart for no reason that the other party was like a mountain and river between heaven and earth, strong and domineering, and could not be defeated.

"If you can't fight the enemy, I'll drag him down, and you will leave quickly with the main thing. Zhong Mingtai said angrily.

Obviously, for a martial artist like Zhong Mingtai, who is dedicated to martial arts, he has no confidence in this battle at all.

Fang Ran shook his head and said, "I said, I can die in this battle, but I will never lose." Some fights can be escaped, others cannot. ”

Ying Ruoyan looked at Fang Ran's back and laughed in a low voice: "Zhong Mingtai, Fang Ran is no longer the Fang Ran of the past. You and I have to know this. ”

Zhong Mingtai said self-deprecatingly: "I know...... I just think that if the main thing dies here, I can't explain it to Fang Qingyu. ”

Fang Ran said: "If we die here, my sister will definitely not end well." If you want to give an explanation to your sister, you will win this battle with me. ”

Zhong Mingtai smiled, he nodded firmly, and responded: "Obey." ”

He slowly raised the long knife in his hand, the mirror-like blade just reflected a round of nascent red sun, and his aura gradually became calm and tough.

The momentum is like a collapsed mountain, and the knife trick of the collapsed mountain.

The shadow is like a smoke, and she holds a black steel finger tiger between her green fingers, and then clenches her fist. As her fists clenched, a crisp coldness flickered in her eyes.

If the qi is flat, the tide is flat swordsmanship.

Fang Ran felt the mountains and rivers suddenly rising behind him, and couldn't help but feel a sense of pride filling his chest.

This pride swept away the dark wounds that still existed in his body, and even the momentum was even higher than the beginning!

He didn't use the formation breaking technique, but there was a sense of sharing the same breath and sharing weal and woe, which connected him to Zhong Mingtai and Ying Ruoyan.

Although there are only three people standing here at this moment, only from the perspective of momentum, they are comparable to a thousand armies!

One of the onlookers exclaimed in surprise: "Luck?!How can it be ?!!?"

His voice reached the Sky Survey Harbor and reached Fang Ran's ears.

Fang Ran smiled slightly: "Huangchen lives and dies together, what is impossible?"

Lei Tong looked at Fang Ran and said in a low voice, "No wonder the Seven Peerless Sons care so much about the power of luck...... Then use Huangchen as my name to worship in the Valley of Thousand Feelings!"

Obviously, the sun had risen, but Lei Tong's body was thunderous, and for a while, his whole person almost turned into a thundercloud, and rolling thunder continued to come out.

Suddenly the sky was cloudy, obscuring the rising red sun again!

Dao Chu was angry, and it actually affected the celestial phenomena in a small area!

Fang Ran and the three of them only felt that the thunder in front of them flickered, and the thunder turned into lightning, and the distance of more than ten zhang came in an instant, and it fell mercilessly like a heavenly punishment.

Thunder and lightning!

Among the lightning tricks, it is the fastest, and it is a blow that is specially designed for sudden killing.

With the blessing of the thunder rhyme, this type of thunder and lightning is unimaginably fast.

Fang Ran had analyzed the lightning trick, but he only flashed the name of this formula in his mind, and Lei Tong's blow had already been killed, so fast that he almost didn't have time to react.

Lei Tong's gaze was still indifferent as usual, but the killing intent that came out of his gaze was cold and terrifying.

He stretched out his right index finger, and then the ten thousand thunderbolts around his body were all contained in his index finger.

This finger pressed down on Fang Ran extremely heavily, and with every inch of advancement, the pressure on Fang Ran's body doubled sharply.

When his fingers almost touched the center of Fang Ran's eyebrows, Fang Ran almost felt that his skull was about to shatter.

Huang Younian, who was holding a glass of wine in his hand, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Lei Tong's finger, couldn't help it, and praised it: "Good!"

But for Fang Ran, the power of this finger had already surpassed all the pressure that Lei Guan had brought to him just now.

He pierced the Thunder Piercing Divine Court Acupoint with a sword, and obviously, Lei Tong's finger was also specifically aimed at Fang Ran's Divine Court Acupoint.

The Qingluan flute in Fang Ran's hand was erected, which could be blocked in front of this finger. The huge force was transmitted along the Qingluan flute to Fang Ran's arm holding the flute, and the bone joints on his arm cracked countless tiny openings in response!

The thunder scattered.

Zhong Mingtai stepped out from Fang Ran's side, the long knife was raised above his head, and with a sharp scream, the blade slashed down at Lei Tong's right wrist stretched out.

Break the mountain!

Lei Tong didn't even look at Zhong Mingtai, but just stretched out his left hand and flicked his fingers at Zhong Mingtai's long knife.

With a ding, the sound of nails and blades hitting each other was clear, but in this clear sound, there were layers of lightning and thunder, like rolling thunderclouds in the sky, splitting towards a mountain below.

A wave of inverse blood pressure could not be controlled, and it squirted out of Zhong Mingtai's mouth.

Lei Tong frowned slightly.

In his expectation, this flick of his fingers was enough to break Zhong Mingtai's hands, but now, Zhong Mingtai just spit out a mouthful of blood, which looked terrible, but it was far from affecting his combat effectiveness.

Just before Lei Tong could withdraw his left hand and frown, the shadow was almost close to Fang Ran's body, sliding out like a shadow.

She held the black steel finger tiger's two fists to perform the sword path, and in an instant, she smashed out sixteen punches, and the fists all hit the place where Lei Tong's right wrist vein.

The tide of the sea!

Sixteen punches, each punch, is also a little heavier than Lei Tong's original judgment of Ying Ruoyan's combat power.

The strength of the fists was superimposed in one place, and even with Lei Tong's cultivation, he felt a burst of soreness, and his fingertips also moved up an inch under the strength of these sixteen punches.

An inch is enough.

The finger force shifted, Fang Ran's body was short, his wrist flicked, Qingluan Di drew a circle with the strength of Lei Guan's finger, turned over and pumped on Lei Tong's wrist, which was the position where Fang Cai's sixteen heavy punches were smashed by Chaosheng.

Ying Ruoyan only used the black steel finger tiger, so Lei Tong only felt that his wrist was sore.

However, Fang Ran used the Qingluan flute, which was only hard in addition to being hard, and in addition to the blessing of his own strength, he also borrowed Lei Tong's own thunder aftermath, and this blow became extremely heavy!

It was so heavy that even Fang Ran himself, his body was a little unable to withstand the force of the shock of this blow, and when he shook his whole body, blood beads oozed out of his pores!

Click!

This blow was hit by Lei Tongyun's strength on his wrist, so with a crisp sound, a crack was actually punched in the wrist joint.

This bone cracking sound also reached the ears of the onlookers at the same time.

Lang Xingyi smiled slightly, and the rhythm of his fingers hitting the table suddenly became a little faster.

At the beginning of the rest of the Dao, their complexions changed slightly.

Lei Tong's thunderbolt blasted the lightning, although it shocked Fang Ran and Zhong Mingtai, but he also paid the price.

This is almost impossible in the occupation of four moves against three moves!

And what made them even more dumbfounded was that instead of accepting it when it was good, Fang Ran didn't accept it when he saw it, but after he succeeded in one blow, his strength continued, and Qingluan Di stabbed out towards Lei Tong's chest flatly.

"It's ...... The sword that killed Lei Guan?" Mr. Si's hoarse voice was a little distorted, followed by a burst of wild laughter, "Hahahaha! Okay, you Fang Ran, Lei Tong aimed at your eyebrows, and asked you to repay the sword that pierced Lei Guan, and you actually hit him back with the same sword in the face?!Okay! Very good! How long has it been since I've seen such a wonderful doll? Su Cheng, I'm changing the pressure now, is it too late?"

Su Cheng's voice came flatly: "If it's pressed, naturally it won't have to be changed." ”

Lei Tong's face was distorted. Obviously, Fang Ran's sword with incomparably provocative swords aroused his anger.

Not to mention that Fang Ran also grinned at the corners of his mouth, revealing a "You come to bite me" smile.

One punch!

A punch that was the same as Lei Guan's response to Fang Ran's barren wings flapping his wings was sent from Lei Tong's waist and hit the Qingluan flute that Fang Ran stabbed hard.