"Perfection."

Chu Ling's complexion behind him changed, a trace of light bloomed in his eyes, and the corners of his eyes fluctuated.

"The third brother is going to lose, how can Zhang Fan's martial arts talent be so terrifying, even if I Chu Ling can't comprehend the consummation realm, even if I Chu Ling."

There was a change in Chu Ling's expression, and the gap between the martial arts from Dacheng to Consummation was enough to have a level gap, and it was impossible to cross it at all.

"Damn, Zhang Fan, even if your martial arts talent is stronger than mine, you will definitely lose today, as long as you lose, if you offend your father today, you will not escape death."

The corners of Chu Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, and the flickering in his eyes was the extreme jealousy.

Rumble.

The fire dragon was directly devoured by the golden dragon, and under Chu Ying's frightened face, it devoured towards Chu Ying, as fast as thunder.

With a click, the power of destruction swept by, and Chu Ying's figure flew directly upside down like a kite with a broken string.

Chu Ying's figure made a huge crashing sound with the ground, and this thunderous noise made Chu Ying's face turn blue.

Chu Ying previously boasted that Haikou would solve Zhang Fan in three moves, but now the result is that Zhang Fan solved Chu Ying in three moves, which made Chu Ying's face extremely embarrassed.

"You've lost, and the three moves have passed."

Zhang Fan said calmly.

Chu Ying's face turned red, and it was a red of shame.

"What a powerful boy, but the eldest prince Chu Ling is the first day of my royal family, and his combat power is comparable to that of the peak powerhouse of the Martial King, you will definitely be defeated."

Hei Bo was very surprised that Zhang Fan defeated Chu Ying, but he was extremely confident in Chu Ling in his heart.

As for Chu Tianlong, who was sitting on the dragon chair, there was a hint of discoloration in his eyes, but he didn't move.

"Zhang Fan, I'll meet you, and I'll fight with you fairly."

Chu Ling stepped out, and as Chu Ling took this step, his momentum condensed and strengthened by one point, appearing even more powerful.

Chu Ling, as the first day of the royal family, also stepped into the realm of the great perfection of the unity of heaven and man, and Chu Ling's comprehension was also fist strength, and the two collided, and this battle was inevitable.

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, expressing contempt.

Chu Ling's words were clearly not sure of the three moves to deal with Zhang Fan, and he said such high-sounding words, and a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the black man behind him.

As for the third prince Chu Ying, after losing to Zhang Fan, he could no longer maintain the appearance of a scholar, but his eyes bloomed with a ghostly light, and he only hated Zhang Fan.

Chu Ling's expression was slightly offended, very annoyed by Zhang Fan's contempt, Chu Ling, as the eldest prince of the Chutian Kingdom, and the first day of the royal family, has always acted domineeringly, and no one has ever dared to disobey his thoughts, let alone show such a contemptuous look at him.

"You're damned."

Chu Ling pronounced the verdict.

Then he took a step forward, his right fist was like a long dragon, and he blasted out with one punch, this punch weighed tens of millions of catties, enough to kill a fourth-level late-stage demon beast in an instant.

"What a domineering style, but I, Zhang Fan, am the first day of pride, it's enough for you to be domineering in front of others, and you are domineering in front of me Zhang Fan, you are looking for the wrong person."

Zhang Fan was not afraid of a single punch, and with the same punch, he blasted out, directly hit the hard, and punched Chu Ling.

Seeing this, a trace of contempt flashed in Chu Ling's eyes, in Chu Ling's opinion, this was Zhang Fan asking for his own death.

"I don't think I can do anything, I actually want to fight hard with my eldest brother, not to mention that my eldest brother's cultivation is far above you Zhang Fan, and my eldest brother is quite accomplished in refining the body, Zhang Fan, you are looking for death by yourself."

Chu Ying, the third prince behind him, had a glimmer of light in his eyes, and a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, is it going to be a winner in one move?"

Hei Bo was a little unsatisfied, Zhang Fan's strength made Hei Bo have a trace of expectation, but Zhang Fan was not favored by Hei Bo when he touched this move.

"It seems that except for that one, there is still no one who is qualified to be the opponent of the great prince."

Heibo let out a long sigh.

"What's the matter, Zhang Fan shouldn't be so stupid."

Chu Tianlong's eyes were tightly locked on Zhang Fan, and he couldn't guess Zhang Fan's intentions for a while, the young man's calm face flashed in his mind, and his eyes didn't dare to move, still locked on Zhang Fan.

Bang bang, boom.

Under the gaze of everyone, the two fists collided instantly.

Let out a devastating wave.

"How is it possible, your punch actually has the strength of 100,000 catties."

At the moment of the collision, Chu Ling's face changed, and Zhang Fan's punch was not weakened by his strength, you must know that Chu Ling had specialized in cultivating the body refining method, and his body refining attainment was enough to dominate among his peers.

"I don't believe that you are obsessed with martial arts, and you can still take care of body refining."

A wave of qi erupted from the middle of the two, and the two of them each took three steps back, among which Chu Ling was full of disbelief, Zhang Fan's talent in martial arts was enough for him to look up, but this battle made him understand that Zhang Fan still had spare strength, which made Chu Ling unacceptable for a while.

Chu Ling has always been the first among his peers, but Zhang Fan's emergence made Chu Ling aware of the crisis.

"This son must die."

The killing intent in Chu Ling's eyes became more and more intense.

"Zhang Fan, die."

The fist momentum of the sky-rushing is not reserved, the spirit and spirit are three-in-one, it is to step into the realm of the great perfection of the unity of heaven and man, Chu Ling faintly merges with the surrounding void, and the momentum becomes more domineering.

A hint of envy flashed in the eyes of Chu Ying, the third prince behind him, and his eyes glanced at Zhang Fan cruelly, "Zhang Fan, this time you are dead." ”

There was also a hint of discoloration in Heibo's eyes, and then he sighed, "Hey, it's a pity that a rebellious pride fell like this." ”

Hei Bo still recognizes Zhang Fan's talent very much.

The only people in the field who still maintained confidence in Zhang Fan were Gu Linger and Chu Tianlong, Gu Linger believed in Zhang Fan without reservation, and as for Chu Tianlong, he didn't see a trace of fear in Zhang Fan's eyes.

"This son is so calm, if he doesn't really have strength, he is a fool."

Chu Tianlong thought in his heart, Chu Tianlong was confident that he didn't believe that Zhang Fan was a fool.

"The unity of heaven and man, the realm of the Great Perfection, you are not the only one who has stepped into it."

The sky-high fist burst out from Zhang Fan's body, and when Zhang Fan's spirit and spirit were three-in-one, Chu Tianlong, who had always remained calm, immediately changed his complexion, "It actually touched the artistic conception of boxing." ”

The artistic conception of boxing, when stepping into the great consummation of the unity of heaven and man, you need to comprehend the artistic conception of boxing, the unity of heaven and man can only feel the power of heaven and earth, and the artistic conception of boxing is to be able to use the power of heaven and earth, the gap between the two is like a chasm, and it cannot be compared at all.

When Zhang Fan revealed that he had stepped into the Great Perfection of the Unity of Heaven and Man, Chu Ling, Chu Ying, and Hei Bo's faces changed, especially Chu Ling, his fist was directly suppressed by Zhang Fan, which made Chu Ling even more unacceptable.

"What's going on, even if Zhang Fan comprehends the realm of the Great Perfection of the unity of heaven and man, and his strength with me is at most between the best, how can he suppress my fist."

Chu Ling was puzzled, of course, with Chu Ling's current cultivation, he couldn't get in touch with the existence of the artistic conception at all.