It's just that all the audience doesn't know that Liu Yuemei is extremely depressed in her heart, obviously any of her moves has burst out with the strongest power, but she can't always exert the effect wantonly, as if she is stuck in a quagmire, tied up, strange and strange.

"This young man, Wu Fan, is he a human or a ghost?! His strength is far behind, why can he resist his sword moves?!" Liu Yuemei's heart became more and more frightened.

has fought for fifty or sixty rounds, Wu Fan knew that the opponent was strong, calmed down, and patiently looked for fighters.

"The thirteenth style of the Breeze Infinite Sword, chasing the wind and catching the shadow!"

As soon as this sword was struck, Wu Fan created two formations at the same time, a mixed formation, a forbidden formation to lock the space and make the space collapse, and an attack formation, which contained the power of counterattack, and at the same time cooperated with the attack energy of the sword move, the power was majestic.

This time, Wu Fan's weird sword move finally worked, although Liu Yuemei reacted and tried to dodge, there was still a strong sword qi that pierced Liu Yuemei's body, and the location of the stab was just in the heart.

When Liu Yuemei fell to the ground, her eyes showed fear and doubt. The heart was completely blown up, the vitality was dissipating rapidly, if she could speak, the first thing she wanted to ask was: Wu Fan, how did you do this trick so weirdly?

Wu Fan was unceremonious, and accepted Liu Yuemei's sword of the lower grade of the immortal weapon, and the space ring on her hand, as well as other belongings.

"Ring No. 2, a first-year freshman of Lingxiao Academy, Wu Fan, has won four consecutive victories, and ranks 8,108 on the Overlord Western Regions List. The rough radio sound sounded again.

"Your Highness the Holy Maiden, I will go to kill Wu Fan of Xuankong Gate to avenge the death of my brother and sister. "A big man bowed down to ask the Holy Maiden of the Star Divine Sect to fight.

"Wu Fan's strength is too strong, you can't make fearless sacrifices. The saint calmed down, and already had another plan in her heart, Dao.

"No, Your Highness the Holy Maiden, if you let Wu Fan grow up, our Star Constellation Divine Sect will be in the Qiming Continent, and there will be no place to stand. A young monk said anxiously.

"Okay, Yan Baojiang, if you can kill Wu Fan, you will definitely be given a great credit. The holy woman pinned her hopes on this last battle, and said with an angry expression. She led many sect elites today, and she actually lost three generals in a row, her uncle was bearable, and her aunt was unbearable!

"With Liu Yuemei's cultivation realm, he can't even kill Wu Fan, this shit Wu Fan is too rebellious, it's just a demon!" Pang Hai didn't sit on the chair all the time, but stood upright with a shocked expression on his face.

Yun Feiyang sat down on the seat, he regretted that he should not have been hostile to Wu Fan in the first place, and should have befriended him and become a pair of good friends. It's a pity that it's too late now, because he follows Geng Shaohua and Pang Hai, Wu Fan shouldn't see him as someone to make friends with.

When the rough radio sounded, and then, when Yan Baojiang of the Star Divine Sect challenged Wu Fan, the martial arts scene fell into a tsunami-like ocean.

Yan Baojiang, who was tall and burly, was wearing blue armor to protect his chest and abdomen, holding a battle axe, walking like a fly, stepping into the ring in one step.

The battle axe in Yan Baojiang's hand has reached the middle grade of the mysterious weapon, although there are only forty-eight inscriptions, but because of his mountain-opening thunder axe technique, it has reached the lower grade of the emperor level, and the power that erupts is quite terrifying.

His ranking on the list of overlords of the Western Regions is 7,921, which is a lot higher than Liu Yuemei, which shows his strong combat power.

"Wu Fan Dou Liu Yuemei looked struggling, it took fifty or sixty rounds, can he defeat Yan Baojiang?" Feng Ying stood up, crystal clear, and her extremely pink face showed a hint of anxiety, and muttered to herself.

Pang Hai's whole person looked a little demented, and he said to himself: "Senior Brother Yan ranks among the top few in strength among the younger generation of our sect, and he is a genius among geniuses, if he dies in the ring, Elder Yan will definitely come out of the mountain and kill this Wu Fan." ”

Yu Tingsong did not smile, he had long lost his former brilliance, he knew that as long as Wu Fan survived the ring, Lingxiao Academy would no longer have his number one in the future.

He hoped that this Yan Baojiang, who had a monstrous fighting spirit, would really live up to his name as his ranking.

With the strength that Wu Fan showed in the ring, Yu Tingsong thought that Wu Fan was not his opponent at all, but the strange thing was that he defeated several opponents in a row and rose to within 10,000 ranking.

Qianxun Xue bet on Wu Fan to win as always, and bet ten spirit crystals, on the contrary, Shi Feiyu still bet on Wu Fan to lose, she didn't believe that the stronger and stronger opponent couldn't knock Wu Fan out of the ring.

Seeing the blue armor on Yan Baojiang's body, Wu Fan couldn't help but inject a true qi into his only acquired vein, that is, the bone vein. The bone vein, an acquired Xuan vein, has been opened up, and the toughness of the whole body has been more than doubled, which has the effect of protecting the body.

I also have a pair of armor, but I haven't used it for refining, the armor is on my body, there are pros and cons, Wu Fan has actually weighed whether to wear armor on weekdays.

The material of the armor is mainly metal, and the electrical and thermal conductivity are very strong, once someone attacks with a move with lightning, if the defense is not enough, the consequences are unimaginable.

Yes, Yan Baojiang is wearing armor and has a way to deal with him. Wu Fan had already thought about it in his heart at this time.

"The fifth style of the mountain thunder axe, the heavenly creation!"

Yan Baojiang shouted violently, and an axe slashed out obliquely, carrying lightning and thunder, rumbling, and reverberating to the intestines. This axe looks unremarkable, but the power it plays is overwhelming, shrouded in the sky above Wu Fan's head, making Wu Fan retreat and avoidable.

"The twenty-second style of the Breeze Infinite Sword, no wind and waves!"

Wu Fan hurriedly slashed out a sword and struggled to fight. He is already very good at integrating the formation into the sword move, the formation can defuse the opponent's huge offensive, and it can also freeze the opponent's weapon.

But in order to kill the enemy and win, you need to find an opportunity to envelop the opponent in the formation.

However, Yan Baojiang's strength was too strong, and the power of the battle axe was too great, so Wu Fan could only be busy defusing the offensive, and had no time to attack the sword around Yan Baojiang's body.

Yan Baojiang's cultivation realm is a cut higher than Liu Yuemei, and it is not easy to find a fighter, and the strength of the mountain-opening thunder axe he used is equivalent to the sixth level of the Sword Sect!

In this way, the two of them went back and forth, and fought for twenty or thirty rounds.

"Boom—"

A loud sound of shaking the earth and shaking came, an axe curtain and a sword curtain collided, and the two sides were needle-pointed, fighting chess opponents, and they were equal.

Wu Fan saw that Yan Baojiang was recruited, the inscription on the battle axe was extinguished, and the opportunity was coming, and it should not be missed. It was too late, it was too fast, and he handed over the frightening sword to his left hand, and held the imitation Lei Gong Cone in the palm of his right hand, turning his palm into a fist.

"The eighth style of piercing the heart and splitting the empty palm, burning the sky and boiling the sea!"

A violent True Qi shot out, emitting a dazzling light, tearing the air apart, emitting a squeaky sound of metal scraping, triggering lightning and thunder, directly hitting Yan Baojiang's chest.

"Hmph——, carving insect skills!" Yan Baojiang snorted coldly, and his true anger was drummed, protecting the vital points of his whole body.

There is also a blue-gold crocodile armor body in the mysterious weapon on his body, and Wu Fan, who is only a mid-level touch, what can he do to fight back. Yan Baojiang didn't care, and couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

The Blue Gold Crocodile Armor is made of the leather armor of the fifth-order brute beast Iron Armor Poison Crocodile, with a rare blue metal, although it is limited to the level of the refiner, it is only refined into a mysterious weapon, but the defense and protection ability is also amazing.

But the next moment, Yan Baojiang suddenly felt a burning heat on his body, and when he looked down, the armor on his chest was actually burning. Then, the body felt hotter and hotter, and there was unbearable pain, and the muscles in the body burned as far as the eye could see.

Wu Fan put the trick of burning the sky and boiling the sea in his heart, which he was most proud of and the most powerful, and secretly used the imitation Lei Gong Cone with a seventy-two times magnification effect, Yan Baojiang even if he didn't die, he had to take off nine layers of skin.

But Wu Fan still underestimated the power of his palm of burning the sky and boiling the sea, Yan Baojiang's blue armor actually burned, seeing that Yan Baojiang was about to disappear, so he put his mind at ease, and Yushu stood in the ring in the wind and no longer attacked.

All the spectators were shocked by the strange scene in front of them, Wu Fan just threw a punch, which actually set Yan Baojiang's body on fire. At the beginning, none of the spectators saw that there was a fire, because what came out was blue flames, mixed with blue armor, and it was only when Yan Baojiang's body smoked and his exposed arms turned black and turned into charcoal that he woke up and was stunned one by one.

The fire became more and more fierce, the flames rose, and Yan Baojiang's last terrible scream attracted echoes, floating in the huge martial arts arena for a long time.

In the blink of an eye, the flames gradually extinguished, and finally, a pile of ashes was left in the ring, and some of the ashes were blown by the breeze.

Wu Fan didn't have time to accept Yan Baojiang's battle axe and ring, because he was also shocked by the power of his palm and didn't react. The battle axe, along with the armor and belongings on Yan Baojiang's body, had all been turned to ashes, Wu Fan didn't feel the pain in his flesh, and the most important thing was to get out of the ring alive.

"Ring No. 2, a first-year freshman of Lingxiao Academy, Wu Fan, has won five consecutive victories, and ranks 7,686 on the Overlord Western Regions list. The rough sound of the radio sounded as scheduled.

The entire arena was full at this time, but it was so quiet that it gave people goosebumps. Wu Fan's appearance made the White Lotus Club make a lot of money, because it attracted many spectators.

"If no one else challenges, ask Wu Fan to go to the registration office to draw a lottery. After a while, the sound of the radio continued.

At this time, the Holy Maiden of the Star Divine Sect was expressionless, leading the remaining seven or eight sect elites to leave quietly and gloomily.

Wu Fan walked out of the ring, there was no applause, no cheers, no cursing, only Qianxun Xue and Feng Ying, who ran over and congratulated Wu Fan repeatedly.

Even the students from the same school who came to see Wu Fan create miracles forgot to applaud, because the strength shown by Wu Fan was too demonic to be described in words. Fortunately, when they came to the scene, they saw such a wonderful battle with their own eyes, and the students of the same school were secretly happy, and looked at Wu Fan quietly with eager and adoring eyes.

"If you win, you will divide half of it, I brought you here. Chihiro's frosty face showed a rare look of excitement, revealing a toothy smile and a smile.

"No, you're robbing!" Wu Fan refused without hesitation. Shangguan Qinyu, Cheng Qiuyun, Jiang Hao, Shen Tianbao, Lao Zheng, and more than 20 people are waiting to supply spirit crystals and various cultivation resources, so that Wu Fan will not be swollen and fat, poor and generous.

"Stingy, if I hadn't brought you to the martial arts arena, would you have had such good luck?" Qianxun Xue stretched out her jade finger and poked it Wu Fan's head, sneering.

In the transparent lottery box, dozens of black iron balls were placed, and the person in charge of the registration office signaled Wu Fan to draw the lottery.

"If you win, there will be a note inside the iron ball with the location and number of the small abandoned mine. The person in charge said.

"Well, I've always had good luck and should be able to win a prize. Wu Fan smiled.

"Activate the perspective function!" in his mind, Wu Fan gave instructions to Fengyue Baojian.

Immediately, all the iron balls in the lottery box became transparent in Wu Fan's eyes, and it was clear at a glance that there was only one note in the lottery box.

Wu Fan reached inside, picked up this iron ball, put it down, picked up another iron ball, thought about it, and put it back again.

The lottery was hesitant, indecisive, and full of a muddy girl, which was completely inconsistent with Wu Fan's style.