Zhou Fu stood silently in place, as if waiting for Zhao Pan's arrival.

Yang Chen's brows tightened: "Senior Sister Wei, you said that Zhao Pan's promotion is time-limited, and Brother Zhou can win as long as he dodges Zhao Pan's attack during this time, why doesn't Brother Zhou have this idea." ”

Wu Ze was also puzzled: "Didn't Zhou Fu see the weakness of Zhao Pan's move?"

Fang Zhou shook his head: "Impossible, no matter what the situation is, Zhou Fu will be in the calmest state, Zhao Pan's situation is obvious, it is impossible for Zhou Fu not to see it." ”

Wei Shuirou said softly: "Zhou Fu, when Zhao Pan is at his peak, he will be defeated head-on." ”

Everyone's bodies shook, whether this is arrogance, stupidity, or self-confidence.

"Look for death!"

On the high platform, the middle-aged man of the Zhao family sneered, Zhao Pannai was at the peak of his state at this time, if Zhou Fu fled, he could live a few more seconds, but he didn't expect him to choose a head-on confrontation, wouldn't he kill himself.

Everyone had different faces, and at this time, Zhao Pan had already approached Zhou Fu quickly.

Zhou Fu raised the Qingfeng Sword slightly, and everything around him was clearly imprinted in his mind, and then Zhou Fu's right arm moved, and an extremely ordinary sword slowly stabbed out.

"Humph!"

Zhao Pan sneered, the pitch-black lines on his body flowed on his body like a liquid, and the shadow gun stabbed out, and the powerful spear momentum rose into the sky, and the tip of the spear reached the tip of the sword. Such a simple and ordinary sword, Zhao Pan thought that he could block it effortlessly.

The moment the tip of the gun touched the tip of the sword, the Qingfeng Sword trembled again, and an incomparably strong edge instantly tore apart Zhao Pan's powerful gun, and the Shadow Gun was directly bounced away, and then the Qingfeng Sword went directly towards Zhao Pan's heart.

"Not good!"

Zhao Pan's heart shook dramatically, this seemingly ordinary sword contained extremely strong power.

"Get out of here!"

Zhao Pan roared angrily, and the black stripes of light all over his body bloomed, and suddenly turned into pitch-black flames and headed towards the Qingfeng Sword, trying to block this blow.

Airplanes!

On the blooming leaf of the Chaos Blue Lotus, the light of the Time Pattern flashed, and the wonderful power suddenly shrouded Zhou Fu's body, and the Qingfeng Sword slashed through the air, and then in an instant, it seemed to have passed through space, passing through the defense line formed by the black flames.

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"Whew!"

With a soft sound, the Qingfeng Sword pierced into Zhao Pan's chest, like a bamboo, directly penetrating Zhao Pan's body.

"Boom!"

Everyone's minds were like a bolt from the blue, and they could hardly believe their eyes.

Zhao Pan's current cultivation is the eighth order of martial arts, the sixth order of Zhou Fu's martial arts, and Zhou Fu's left arm is useless, no one thinks that Zhou Fu can resist Zhao Pan at this time, but Zhou Fu told them with facts that there is nothing impossible in him Zhou Fu.

Gu He's gaze froze, and the sword pierced into Zhao Pan's body.

"Pan'er!"

This time, the middle-aged man of the Zhao family stood up directly, the smile just now froze on his face, and he felt incredulous at the scene in front of him.

"Ahh

A roar came out of Zhao Pan's mouth, the long black hair danced wildly, the pitch-black lines on his body squirmed wildly, and the dark aura erupted violently.

"Die!"

After roaring, Zhao Pan's devastating palm power pressed towards Zhou Fu, Zhou Fu instantly drew his sword, and when his body retreated, the terrifying palm had already fallen, Zhou Pan's body moved slightly, and he met this palm with his left shoulder.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Zhou Fu's face turned pale, and his body retreated again and again, but the right hand holding the Qingfeng Sword was a little tighter.

As early as when this sword was successful, Zhou Fu knew that he couldn't dodge Zhao Pan's counterattack, so he was already ready to bear this palm with his left shoulder, anyway, his left arm was already useless, and it didn't make a difference if he added a left shoulder, as long as his right arm could still swing the sword, it would be enough.

Yes!

Zhao Pan roared angrily, like crazy, the sword that pierced into his body just now, if it wasn't for his body forcibly deviating an inch at the last moment, his heart would have been pierced, he had never felt that he was so close to death.

He instantly came to Zhou Fu's body, the shadow gun suddenly stabbed out with black lightning, Zhou Fu held the Qingfeng sword high, the powerful power in the shadow gun burst out, Zhou Fu's body flew out upside down again, and the blood at the corner of his mouth couldn't stop flowing.

"Ahem!"

Zhao Pan was about to step forward again, but his body was shocked, he stopped in place, and coughed up blood in a big gulp.

"Bastard!"

He clutched the pierced bloody hole in his chest and looked around fiercely.

Although the sword did not pierce his heart, it contained it

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The terrifying sword momentum destroyed his body the moment it entered his body, and his body was already a mess, and he didn't know how much flesh and blood were annihilated under that sword.

Da!

Zhou Fu fell on the ring, his body swayed, and blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth, showing that he was in poor physical condition at this time.

"The second sword momentum, how can you comprehend it!"

Zhao Pan covered his chest and asked angrily in disbelief. It was so easy to smash his spear momentum, that unusual sharp aura, what kind of power could it be besides the second sword momentum.

Everyone's hearts were shocked, and they looked at Zhou Fu's miserable white face in horror, the most ordinary sword actually contained the second sword power, no wonder even Zhao Pan at this time almost died under that sword.

Zhou Fu was only seventeen years old, and he could comprehend the second sword power, they had never heard of such a ridiculous thing.

"Pan'er, kill him!"

On the high platform, the cold voice of the middle-aged man of the Zhao family sounded.

"You must die!"

Zhao Pan looked at Zhou Fu fiercely, he had been pursuing the second trend for so many years, and he actually saw it in a person younger than his age, he didn't believe it, he was jealous, he wanted to erase such a person.

Rumble!

Without any reservations, he burst out with all his strength, Zhao Pan bent his legs and put on a strange posture, the shadow gun was held diagonally in his hand, and the dark lines all over his body flowed, leaving his body one after another, and all of them poured into the shadow gun, and a terrifying dark aura swelled wildly in the shadow gun.

Time was running out, and he was going to gather all his strength on this final blow.

"The Hidden Gun is gone!"

Rumble!

Zhao Pan seemed to have broken through the space and burst out at a meteor-like speed, and the shadow gun bloomed with pitch-black light, straight to the heart of the periphery.

Under this shot, the space was slightly distorted, and the terrifying dark aura spread throughout the entire martial arts arena, making people's hearts palpitate.

The stronger and stronger oppressive force descended on Zhou Fu's body, this shot was unprecedentedly powerful, he seemed to feel his bones tremble under this pressure, even if it was a bone jade, if he withstood this move, he was afraid that it would break directly.

However, at this time, facing the terrifying pressure, looking at the meteor-like blow, he was stunned in place, and a flash of light flashed in his indifferent pupils.

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