Zhang Fan's words were like a basin of cold water, which directly made Hong Yan and Meng Yu's backs wet with cold sweat. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Zhang Fan, don't be too rampant, it is forbidden for students to kill each other in the academy, especially the students on the Tianjiao list, and the academy attaches great importance to it."

Meng Yu's voice already had a hint of fear in it, he had already learned about Su Fei and Fang Wenhan being abolished by Zhang Fan, so in his heart Zhang Fan was a madman, Meng Yu was really afraid that Zhang Fan would go crazy and abolish his dantian qi sea, and now even Hong Yan was not Zhang Fan's opponent, and Meng Yu was even more unlikely to contend with Zhang Fan.

Hong Yan frowned, but she stepped out in one step, she didn't know that Zhang Fan abolished Su Fei and Fang Wenhan Dantian Qi Hai at this time, so she didn't think Zhang Fan had the courage to do so.

"Zhang Fan, don't be too complacent, the green mountains don't change, the green water flows for a long time, and the next time we meet, this hatred will be returned to my Hong Yan."

Meng Yu subconsciously had a pimple, and secretly scolded Hong Yan, a stupid woman, in her heart.

"I still want to go, it's not that easy."

Tyrannosaurus Fist.

The furious fist strength is transformed into dragon strength, and the strength is long and powerful, with an unstoppable bravery.

The violent strength poured directly on Hong Yan's chest, Hong Yan's face changed subconsciously, and she shouted anxiously in her mouth, "Zhang Fan, you dare." ”

There was already a hint of fear in his voice.

Swing your sword to block, bang.

The furious dragon energy had a smell of destruction, and the long sword was directly shaken away, and it was impossible to stop it at all.

"Get out of here."

The furious Yuan Force smashed on Hong Yan's dantian with a bang, the dantian shattered, Hong Yan's face turned pale in an instant, and a look of resentment was released in his eyes.

"Zhang Fan, you dare to abolish my dantian."

Hong Yan shouted bitterly.

As the second Tianjiao Supreme on the Tianjiao list, Hong Yan has her own pride, especially the pain of being a waste.

Hong Yan opened her teeth and claws, and was about to come up to find Zhang Fan desperately.

"If you go one step further, I'll kill you immediately."

Zhang Fan's cold voice resounded in Hong Yan's ears, and at the same time, Zhang Fan's eyes were fixed on Hong Yan, Hong Yan calmed down in an instant, and in the face of Zhang Fan, a person who did not play cards according to common sense, Hong Yan was really worried that Zhang Fan would kill herself.

Standing in place, Hong Yan didn't dare to move.

Zhang Fan's gaze shifted to Meng Yu's body, Meng Yu's subconscious complexion changed, and he was about to flee, Hong Yan was abolished by Zhang Fan and the dantian qi sea was only an instantaneous thing, Meng Yu didn't think that he could stop Zhang Fan.

"As I said, I will kill anyone who touches her."

Zhang Fan took a step forward, and he had already come behind Meng Yu, and his violent punch was like a divine dragon, feeling the strong wind coming from behind him, Meng Yu's cold sweat had oozed from his forehead.

Bang bang.

The furious force acted on Meng Yu's back, and Meng Yu's body flew upside down.

At the same time, a shattering sound came from the dantian qi sea.

"Nope."

Meng Yu shouted bitterly.

Cold and bloodless, Guo Xiangzhi and others really understood Zhang Fan's iron-blooded methods when they saw this scene, this handsome young man was kind on the surface, but once he started to do it, he would not be soft-hearted.

After abolishing Meng Yu and Hong Yan, Zhang Fan helped Wang Yan Yungong heal his injuries, but fortunately, Wang Yan was not seriously injured, and after a few minutes, his face turned red.

"Is Zhang Fan you?"

Wang Yan opened her eyes, and at first glance she saw this familiar side face, and it was the owner of this one who stopped the danger again and again.

"Silly girl."

Zhang Fan scolded with a smile.

Wang Yan was about to return to the area close to the river twenty-five meters, but was directly stopped by Zhang Fan.

"Wang Yan, you go to heal first, and as for the sword-shaped grass, I will help you get it."

Zhang Fan's eyes were directly projected onto the figure of the young man sitting ten meters away from the river, the young man closed his eyes tightly, but a powerful aura was released from his body.

"Don't Zhang Fan, you are not his opponent, Ye Feng's strength is infinitely close to the limit of the martial spirit super."

Wang Yan hurriedly shouted.

"It's okay, don't worry, I've always been sure to start when I'm sure."

Zhang Fan's eyes burned with fierce fighting intent, and now in the Dynasty Academy, only Ye Feng can be qualified to be his opponent.

Zhang Fan walked towards Ye Feng step by step, Ye Feng's figure moved slightly, his eyes suddenly opened, and he stood up directly, facing Zhang Fan.

"Zhang Fan, you are qualified to fight with me."

Ye Feng's eyes were also flashing with battle intent, he saw the scene of Zhang Fan abolishing Hong Yan and Meng Yu just now, although Ye Feng could do it easily, but Zhang Fan could do it, which was enough to prove that he had the strength to fight him.

"Hmph, I hope Ye Feng can abolish Zhang Fan, a madman."

Meng Yu and Hong Yan's eyes both flashed with dazzling hatred, and they secretly thought in their hearts.

Of course, the two of them have already made a final decision on the outcome of this duel, and Zhang Fan will lose.

Ye Feng's strength had already penetrated deep into their hearts, and it was impossible to be defeated.

"Is Zhang Fan strong enough to be this point?"

Leng Wuxue and Guo Xiangzhi were full of wry smiles, from the beginning, neither of them regarded Zhang Fan as an opponent, but now they can only look up to Zhang Fan.

"Ye Feng, you will be the last opponent of my Dynasty Academy."

Zhang Fan said seriously.

Ye Feng frowned subconsciously, Zhang Fan's tone made him a little unhappy, as if Zhang Fan thought that he would definitely win.

"Breaking the sword."

The long sword was pulled out abruptly, stabbing straight like a bolt of lightning, Ye Feng's sword speed had reached a limit, and even the naked eye of a person could not catch it.

"It's so fast, I can't stop it at all."

Everyone's complexion changed drastically, and if such a sword speed was changed, they were afraid that they would fail miserably if they only took a picture.

"Can Zhang Fan block it?"

A suspicious thought arose in the hearts of the people.

"Whatever you do, I will break all the laws by myself."

Tyrannosaurus Fist.

Zhang Fan ran the Five Thunder Exercises, the pure Yuan Force turned into a divine dragon, the fist strength turned into dragon strength, and the surging wind turned into a black dragon flying in the air, opening its teeth and dancing claws towards the long sword.

The sound of the dragon's chant resounded in the void, and many Tianjiao's faces turned red, and they plugged their ears with their hands.

Rumble.

The black dragon devoured the sword light, and the violent Yuan Force of the two parties rolled up a cloud of dust and sand in the void, and the two figures stood slowly, both looking at each other.

"Very strong, good martial arts."

The sword momentum, eighty percent of the sword momentum swept away from Ye Feng's body, turning into a soul sword, the soul sword was three zhang in size, and there was incomparable coercion on it.

"Eighty out of eight sword momentum?"

Zhang Fan smiled coldly, and in the void, a fist mark slowly unfolded, and there was a momentum devouring the Eight Desolations on it, faintly with the power of oppressing the sword momentum.

"It's eight out of eight."

Everyone was staring at this scene, wanting to see which of the two was stronger.

"Isn't that enough? Then come again. ”

The soul sword opened up again, turning into a soul sword the size of five zhang.

"Ninety percent sword momentum."

Bursts of cold air gasped from the area outside the battle.

"Zhang Fan, now it's up to you how you die."

Meng Yu and Hong Yan whispered gloatingly.

"Ninety percent sword momentum? It seems that this is your limit, Ye Feng, then it was me Zhang Fan who won today. ”

The fist seal in the void suddenly became more than seven zhang in size, and the momentum of devouring the eight desolations on it steadily suppressed the sword momentum, and Ye Feng's complexion changed in an instant.

"Ninety-two."

"You've lost."

The fist mark slammed into the sword momentum, the sword momentum trembled for a while, and the corners of Ye Feng's mouth were already revealing blood.

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