Such as **** and Hu Xie, if they face the autumn night, they are afraid that they will not be able to stop the three moves.

Qiu Ye strode into the ring, looking at Zhang Fan on the opposite side, "I'm not **** and Hu Xie, I will tear off your silver mask with my own hands and abolish you in front of many warriors present." ”

The autumn night was cold, and a trace of hideousness crawled all over his face.

"Your mouth is still the same as before, only talking nonsense."

Zhang Fan spit out.

And as soon as these words came out, the autumn night became even more hideous.

As for the warriors of the major forces outside the ring, some ridiculed Zhang Fan's ignorance, and some were ready to watch the excitement.

"There are three realms apart, and I also want to defeat my opponent by leapfrogging, and I can't do anything I can."

The corners of Qiu Luotian's mouth showed a hint of mockery, defeating a strong enemy in the three realms of the Martial King level, such a rebellious and arrogant Yang City has not yet appeared.

"Brother Qiu Ye will abolish him with his own hands."

There was only coldness on the face of the autumn pheasant.

"Die."

Without any hesitation, at the beginning, Qiu Ye made a killing move, stepped forward violently, like a bow and arrow, and approached Zhang Fan, his right hand gathered a ball of yuan force, and then he killed Zhang Fan hard.

The corners of Zhang Fan's mouth showed a hint of sarcasm.

"Although your cultivation has broken through to the early stage of the Martial King's Five Grades, waste is always waste."

Zhang Fan did not retreat but advanced, and took a step forward, a fist burst out from Zhang Fan's body, and with each step, the power gathered by this fist became stronger and stronger.

"Chop."

The monstrous fist gathered into a chopping knife and slashed towards Qiu Ye's arm.

Qiu Ye's eyes showed a look of sarcasm, the power of this palm was only known to him, it was enough to tear the arm of a martial artist in the late stage of the fourth rank of the Martial King in an instant, Zhang Fan's behavior was looking for death in his opinion.

"Not bad."

Qiu Luotian commented, and at the same time, there was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, he really didn't expect Zhang Fan to be so careless, and he had a hard time with Qiu Ye, this kind of behavior fell in his eyes to find death.

Pit.

The slash knife was like a flash of lightning, slashing down angrily, and the monstrous Yuan Force shattered, accompanied by the terrifying gaze of the autumn night.

"Chop."

Zhang Fan's slash was castrated, and it was slashed out fiercely under the frightened gaze of Qiu Ye.

Click.

The protective body force was immediately shattered, and the slash fell on Qiu Ye's chest.

Rumble.

A surge of energy erupted in his chest.

Tread, stompe, trample.

The energy dissipated, leaving only a regressive figure.

Qiu Luotian's happy face froze.

"It's an autumn night."

Qiu Luotian's eyes stared at this pale face with his head raised, it was his confident autumn night.

"What's going on, isn't the autumn night dominating?"

Outside the ring, the warriors of the major forces also widened their eyes, and they didn't understand why the battle that was originally clear had taken such a big turn.

"You've me off."

Qiu Ye raised his head, revealing a hideous face, which was crawling with green tendons at this time, and looked particularly terrifying.

"People are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts, the Qiu family is really a place to raise scum."

Zhang Fan looked at the hideous appearance of the autumn night, and there was only sarcasm in his eyes.

"Look for death."

A palm fanned out in the autumn night, and three drops of liquid condensed into crystals, each drop of liquid weighed as much as a thousand catties, and bombarded Zhang Fan.

"It's a prefecture-level three-grade martial art, heavy water three-fold palm."

Using the palm momentum to urge this martial art, the martial art will increase exponentially, and it seems that this silver-masked man is going to be defeated.

"That's right, and Qiu Ye has also cultivated this martial art to the realm of Xiaocheng, how powerful it is, it seems that this competition has been differentiated."

At this time, Qiu Luotian's frowning brows also loosened, and he opened his mouth and shouted, "Qiu Ye, kill him." ”

As soon as these words came out, the martial artists of the major forces outside the ring all looked at Zhang Fan with pity, as for Hu Xue, he sneered, gloating over this pair, as for the city lord Pang Jiu, there was a sneering look on the corner of his mouth, and he obviously had no idea of meddlers.

"Yes, master."

Qiu Ye responded, and then his cruel laughter sounded in Zhang Fan's ears, "I originally planned to abolish you and then torture you well, since the head of the family has a life, as long as I kill you first, hehe." ”

Zhang Fan's ears still have the hideous laughter of the autumn night.

"Are you going to kill me?"

Zhang Fan's body became as cold as ice, "It's okay, it's time for your Qiu family to pay the price." ”

Looking at Zhang Fan's straight figure, the martial artists outside the ring changed for a while, and then said with pity, "It seems that I know that I will die, so I deliberately fight it, but it's a pity." ”

"If you don't do what you can, you will find death."

Qiu Luotian and Qiu Pheasant are both sarcastic.

And with Zhang Fan's step, the hidden fist in his body could no longer be retained, like a sharp sword rushing out of the sky, instantly suppressing Qiu Ye's palm momentum into defeat.

With a click, the palm momentum disappeared, and the autumn night was a shock to the chest.

Rumble.

A thunderclap rang out.

Zhang Fan's right fist came out in practice, like a thunder god, and let out his own roar, which swept out directly like thunder.

Mine Punch, Type 3 Mine Fury.

Rumble.

The clothes on Qiu Ye's chest were shattered, the whole person was shocked and flew out, his legs knelt on the ground, facing Zhang Fan, drops of blood fell from the corners of his mouth, and a shocking scar on his chest was expanding, and he was out of breath.

Punch to kill.

In just a few breaths, this originally mortal ending was forcibly reversed by Zhang Fan, and everyone looked at this figure with shocked eyes, the owner of the figure was powerful, standing in the ring, like a god of war.

At the same time, this is also the top force in the ring so far, and the top forces in Burning Sun City have fallen.

Click, day rub, click.

Qiu Luotian's bones clucked, his eyes looked as if he was about to swallow Zhang Fan, and the monstrous anger in his heart was burning.

The Tianjiao of his Qiu family was actually bombarded and killed in the ring.

Zhang Fan looked directly at Qiu Luo Tiandao, "What's the matter, are you distressed?" Angry? I'm just giving back to the other way. ”

"Little brute, you are looking for death."

Qiu Luotian was furious.

"Master Qiu, please calm your anger."

City Lord Pang Jiu immediately locked Qiu Luotian with his breath, and a sneering smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Fan's mouth, since Pang Jiu was forced to agree to him before, he naturally would not let Qiu Luotian slap his face at this time.

"Little brute, do you know what happens if you offend my Qiu family?"

Qiu Luotian's voice was cold.

Zhang Fan didn't answer Qiu Luotian, but put his eyes on Qiu Longtian's body and shouted, "Qiu Longtian, come up and fight, unless you want to take the initiative to give up the quota for entering the Nine Heavens Secret Realm." ”

Qiu Luotian's complexion changed suddenly.

Zhang Fan is rushing to kill everything, specifically dealing with his Qiu family.

"Little brute, it's too late for you to stop now, otherwise."

Qiu Luotian knew that Zhang Fan's victory was even greater, so he didn't dare to bet, so he thought of the easiest means.

"Get out."

Zhang Fan drank sharply.

Qiu Longtian's face was ugly, and he walked towards the ring, Zhang Fan insulted him so much, if he was afraid of a battle, he would lose face.