"Call Zhan Sixth Senior Brother, what is this Wang Zhen going to do, even if it is cannibalism, you can't choose this time, right?" On Chaotian Peak, hearing Wang Zhen's invitation to fight, Qin Zhen, an old man in the vein of Cuiling Peak, was both surprised and looked very dissatisfied. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's normal, the blood trial can only produce five disciples in a sect, if it is really powerful, naturally it is not afraid of any challenge, in the six sects, the disciples who do not have the dominance are useless even if they stand on the platform early, plus ten years ago, Wang Zhen and Zheng Fan have already formed a grudge, this time the sect is more than because the sixth did not participate, and the disciples of the same class have not fully played, it seems that they are not ready to endure it anymore." The book-scented woman smiled lightly, as if she hoped that Zheng Fan would come to work in the morning.

"You can skip the fight."

Under the gaze of many people with hearts and good faith, Yuan Xiang, who was standing beside Zheng Fan, couldn't help but remind him.

"What, Zheng Fan, don't you dare? Cuiling Peak participated in the Six Sects, just you and Yuan Xiang, if you are afraid, you can go back now, just like when the sect is in the big competition, be a turtle with a shrunken head. Although Wang Zhen was laughing, he was pressing Zheng Fan step by step.

"I'll meet you......"

Yuan Xiang obviously wanted to protect Zheng Fan, otherwise he would not have faced the battle so early.

"Let's go up."

Before Yuan Xiang's words fell, Zheng Fan had already raised his hand to stop her and slowly untied his cloak.

"Strike so soon?"

Seeing Zheng Fan walking slowly along a quicksand vine towards the competition platform where the Thousand Spirits Sect was located, although Lu Hai believed in his strength, he still felt that this time was not good.

"I want to get back the account in the Hidden Scripture Valley ten years ago." On the heavy quicksand vine competition platform, Wang Zhen stared at Zheng Fandao.

"With your kind of character, if it weren't for the sake of being a disciple of the Thousand Spirits Sect, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to hold out even ten breaths, but since it's a law competition, I'll give you a chance to behave at a glance." Zheng Fan smiled, he was really a little uncomfortable with the competition.

If it was a fight, Zheng Fan didn't mind using the most effective method to kill Wang Zhen in the shortest time.

At present, looking at the gaze of many monks of the six sects, Zheng Fan inevitably couldn't let go.

"Petrified skin."

As Wang Zhen's hands were sealed, and with the chanting of the mantra, his skin was like a stone growing rapidly, and he soon turned into a stone man.

"It doesn't seem like there's much progress compared to 10 years ago!"

Zheng Fan knocked his pipe, put it in his bag, and let Wang Zhen do it in the distance.

"Knock~~~"

Wang Zhen, who was wearing a strong suit, took a step, and a ring of ripples had quickly swept towards Zheng Fan, making his body unstable.

"That's the Falling Spirit Step, with the power of closed perception, it's too slow, the competition between monks, whoever strikes first has the advantage, especially in the case of the Fa and the limited area of the fighting platform, if one step is pressed, it will affect the room for the next turn." Yuan Xiang seemed to recognize the subtlety of the step Wang Zhen had taken.

With just one step, Zheng Fan had already felt the pressure of Wang Zhen's momentum soaring suddenly.

"The sense of balance seems to have been affected, could it be that Wang Zhen's step caused ripples and ripples on the body?" Faced with the strong stone man's step forward, Zheng Fan only felt that his foothold was unstable, not entirely because of the pressure of the other party, but mainly because his sense of balance was affected.

"Knock~~~"

The figure of the strong stone man rushing forward, the second step out, once again a ring of ripples, acting on Zheng Fan's figure, made his eyes dark.

"I can't stand either step, you're done."

The strong stone man showed his figure and quickly pounced in front of Zheng Fan, causing the competition platform to shake.

Faced with the situation where perception was affected and Wang Zhen attacked quickly, Zheng Fan first focused his consciousness on the muscles that needed to be moved, and tightened the muscles to the bones to coordinate and maintain balance.

"Whew~~~"

Zheng Fan, who breathed calmly, gave a subconscious that he believed that he could do a good job, stood firmly on his feet in a mountain pose, relaxed his mind with adduction, and calmed his heart.

"The quieter my heart is, the more stable I will stand, and it will not completely destroy my balance if it only affects my perception, as long as I subtly control the support of muscles to my bones, improve my strength, attention, and mood, I can completely break free from the influence of two steps of ripples." Zheng Fan closed his eyes, and his footing was more calm.

However, the strong stone man in front of Zheng Fan didn't give him a chance, and while jumping to the top of his knees, he twisted his waist and shoulders sharply, and had already made a move of charging punches.

"Collapse Mountain Fist!"

As the strong stone man threw a punch, a momentum of collapsing mountains and seas surged, and the moving majestic power gathered on the stone man's fist, like an unstable and sharp mountain light group, and suddenly blasted out towards Zheng Fan's head.

"Boom~~~"

At the same time that Zheng Fan suddenly shook his head and let go of the stone man's fist, a beam of fist power had already been swung out by the stone man's fist, obliquely piercing the quicksand vine competition platform, and exploded in Chaotianfeng Square, causing a fierce shock.

"Bang!"

Zheng Fan, who flashed the power of his fist, took advantage of the situation and pumped his foot on the lower abdomen of the stone man, making his body swing a fist in mid-air, and tossed back two heels before stabilizing.

"It's quite powerful, but it's a pity that it's too slow, and it pays too much attention to the form and ignores the effectiveness of the fight, if you only have this ability, this competition will end here." Zheng Fan stretched his body slightly, and did not chase after the stone man who was whipped out by him.

"Click! Click! Click! ”

The stone man who was hit by Zheng Fan's seemingly ordinary kick, although the figure that churned out was stable in mid-air, but the stone body in the lower abdomen was filled with fine cracks, as if there was a faint destructive force, condensed but not dispersed, and it was difficult to remove.

"How so?"

A child from Juyan Peak, standing in the midst of a group of disciples, didn't seem to understand that Senior Brother Wang Zhen caused such an amazing momentum, and instead of severely injuring Zheng Fan, he was injured by a volley.

"It's not good in terms of strength, then Zheng Fan is much stronger than Wang Zhen, this shot should also be taken seriously, if you fight in close quarters, it will be very dangerous, and you will be eaten at any time." The robed old man surnamed Wei of the Prison Break Peak was the first, and his eyes narrowed slightly and said cautiously.

"Impossible, Wang Zhen has obviously surpassed Zheng Fan in terms of body shape and strength increase by casting petrified skin......," Jiang Fayuan, who was in the line of Broken Prison Peak, looked incredulous about the old man's statement.

"The cultivators of the earth spirit root are relatively speaking, in terms of physical strength and strength, they are indeed much better, especially Wang Zhen's innate earth spirit root is still extremely pure, but this is not absolute, if it is a confrontation in the square in front of the palace, maybe it can be better for him." The old man in the robe already felt that if he relied solely on physical confrontation, Wang Zhen might be invincible.

The strong stone man in mid-air reached out and touched the broken petrified skin of his lower abdomen, and looked at Zheng Fan's expression, revealing obvious anger.

"Wasn't it quite good to call just now? The thunder is heavy and the rain is small, if you really have the ability, let the horse come. Zheng Fan tiptoed and slowly jumped on the vine platform, looking very free.

"Gravity!"

As the stone man sealed his hands, he laid the magic trick towards Zheng Fan's figure, and the earthy yellow light of the magic trick was like a cloud of dust and mist, wanting to pour into his figure.

"Quicksand!"

The stone man standing in mid-air had no intention of coming down at all, and even began to cast spells in a continuous manner, releasing dots of rock and sand, and gradually turning a vine into the form of quicksand.

"Is it a spell after all? The sixth child just now was too trusted, and if Wang Zhen pursued while his foothold was unstable, there would be a great hope of success. Seeing Zheng Fan's figure, not only was he shrouded in the light of gravity, but the vine platform under his feet turned into a quicksand form, which made his body sink, and Lu Hai was not optimistic.

"I didn't expect that Wang Zhen's size is quite big, and his grasp of spells will be so delicate, and he actually turned the vine table into quicksand, in this way, not only does it restrict the actions of the sixth senior brother, but if he is not too late to escape if he is not careful, he is afraid that he will be drowned in the quicksand and suffocate to death." Qin Zhen couldn't help but be a little worried.

"Once there is no vine competition platform, let Wang Zhen touch the ground, with his thick innate earth spirit root foundation, it will only be even stronger." Liu Chuanyou only felt that Wang Zhen still had reservations.

"Boom~~~"

In the squeezing of the gravity spell light cluster and the trapping of the quicksand, Zheng Fan's figure struggled slightly, and while dispersing the gravity spell light cluster, his body actually leaked from the bucket platform that turned into quicksand.

"Go!"

The strong stone man sealed his hands and led towards the quicksand than the bucket platform, causing a puff of quicksand to fall from the sky and surging down towards Zheng Fan who fell in the square in front of the palace.

"Poof~~~"

While Zheng Fan slid away, the sand waves were driven by the stone man, but they kept tumbling.

"Did you see it just now, did that Zheng Fan use brute force to disperse the gravity technique?" A young monk of Ning Yin Peak couldn't help but say to the female disciples of the same vein beside him in a strange way about Zheng Fan's simple and rude actions.

"Relying on spells alone, there are still certain limitations, fighting with spells, or the power of artifacts, can offset it, but it is quite rare to break free with physical brute force." Another girl disciple of Ning Yin Peak always felt that Zheng Fan was a little ugly.

"Senior Niang, if you can't reverse this situation, the sixth junior brother is only afraid that sooner or later he will be overwhelmed by Wang Zhen's spell." Wang Xi, one of the disciples of Cui Ling Peak, was already very anxious.

"Xiao Fan doesn't look very serious now, but I think he's back to normal." The book-scented woman couldn't help but have a headache for Zheng Fan, who was constantly jumping around and avoiding the sand waves.

"Although the sixth junior brother seems to be at a disadvantage, it gives me the feeling that he is more like enjoying the competition, perhaps for the sixth junior brother who has not participated in the sect competition and the six sect meetings, this is also a rare experience." Lu Hai seemed to have a certain relief that his legs were thrown on top of the Six Sects through Zheng Fan, and he remembered more of the happiness brought by cultivation.

"Just one hand-to-hand confrontation, Wang Zhen didn't dare to step forward, out of fear of Zheng Fan, he had already lost half of it, but the other party let him cast a spell, on top of the six sects, this is also embarrassing." Geng Bin and Miao Xi said with a calm expression.

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