Chapter Two Thousand and Twenty-Five: He Can Still Fight!

Baili Yue, at this moment, his face is pale!

She knew that she was not Gu Feng's opponent, and she wanted to continue the competition with this miscellaneous disciple and overwhelm the Golden Extreme Saint Peak, but she didn't expect this result.

"Sister......

The tattered Baili Xiao returned and looked at Baili Yue with a bitter face.

The wounds on his body were not serious injuries, he had palpitations, and he knew that Fang was Zhuo Bufan's subordinates.

"Useless stuff!"

Baili Yue spoke, and then looked at the hundreds of thousands of Golden Thunder Saint Peak miscellaneous disciples: "Go up to one, he consumes a lot, and he is almost gone!"

However, under these words, no one dared to stand up for a while!

Seeing this scene, Gu Feng smiled slightly, his goal was achieved!

In the sky, Baili Yuan was suddenly stunned.

"Jin Feng, this kid, is simply too cunning, directly choose the strongest Holy Peak, select the strongest disciple, after defeating, the momentum will be all here in the Golden Extreme Holy Peak, so that everyone who comes up next will fight against Zhuo Bufan in the shadow of Baili Xiao being defeated, and the momentum is already a little weaker, and he will directly lose half, good means!"

At this moment, Wang Mu couldn't help but speak in admiration.

"This kid ......"

Bai Liyuan had a bad premonition in his heart.

But fortunately, Fang Cai's bet with Jin Xiaoning was that Jin Ji Shengfeng finally ranked first.

Jin Xiaoning was here, still without the slightest expression of concern on his face.

After a while, here at the Golden Thunder Sacred Peak, a miscellaneous disciple came up!

"Golden Thunder Saint Peak, Mo Yun!"

The miscellaneous disciple opened his mouth and looked at Zhuo Bufan, his voice trembling slightly.

Fang Cai's 100-mile flute was covered with wounds and blood-stained red, but he saw it with his own eyes.

"Don't worry, don't kill in the ring!"

Zhuo Bufan said lightly.

Between the words, a murderous aura emanated.

Hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, and feeling this murderous aura, Mo Yun's face turned pale directly.

Seeing this scene, Lei Ma also shook his head.

I didn't fight, I already lost more than half of it!

At the beginning of the competition, Mo Yun's heart was full of fear, and in three or two strokes, he was knocked out of the ring by Zhuo Bufan!

"Next!"

Zhuo Bufan spoke.

Immediately, one after another of the miscellaneous disciples of the Golden Thunder Saint Peak came up!

However, the result is all the same!

Zhuo Bufan is already brave and invincible!

In the end, Golden Thunder Shengfeng lost ten games in a row!

Golden Pole Saint Peak wins!

As soon as he came up, he defeated the Golden Thunder Saint Peak, and this scene was far beyond everyone's expectations.

Lei Ma looked at Gu Feng at this moment: "Next, which Holy Peak to choose to fight?"

"Golden Wind Sacred Peak!"

Gu Feng said lightly.

Hearing this, Lei Ma nodded, looked at Zhuo Bufan, who had already consumed a lot, and said: "You can go down, a new round, start again!"

Zhuo Bufan nodded, and was about to go down.

Gu Feng's voice came from here:

"Elder Lei, no need, he can continue to fight!"

What?

That's crazy, isn't it?

He had just won ten games in a row and defeated ten people, and it was obvious that his consumption was extremely huge.

Zhuo Bufan hesitated slightly and looked at Gu Feng.

"Do you remember what I said?"

Gu Feng looked at Zhuo Bufan.

"If you don't push yourself to the limit, you can't tap your true potential, Holy Son, I understand, I want to fight again!"

Zhuo Bufan thought about it and nodded directly.

Immediately, Zhuo Bufan looked at the Golden Wind Holy Peak: "Qin Xing'er, do you dare to fight?"

Qin Xing'er, known as the existence of the second largest combat power of miscellaneous disciples!

Everyone can also see that the Golden Pole Sacred Peak is just a blockbuster.

Today I specially selected hard bones to gnaw!

"Xing'er, he consumes a lot, you can win if you shoot with all your strength directly!"

At this moment, Qin Qingfeng looked at Qin Xing'er and spoke.

"I'm not going to lose!"

Qin Xing'er is not a weak person, she gritted her teeth and went directly to the ring!

Without saying a word, the two went to war directly!

Qin Xing'er's peak state, but Zhuo Bufan here, was extremely consumed, and was completely suppressed for a while!

However, when Zhuo Bufan was frequently beaten, kept retreating, and was about to be forced out of the ring!

"Ahh

Zhuo Bufan shouted!

Above its body, golden light flashed!

In an instant, the immortal power in his body grew wildly, and even the exhaustion on his body was swept away.

The whole person, full of energy!

This time, it is back to its peak state!

This......

Everyone, stunned!

In the ring competition, it is not allowed to take pills to recover, and this Zhuo Bufan did not take pills, why did he suddenly come back to life with full blood?

Feeling the aura on Zhuo Bufan's body, Baili Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then, he couldn't help but yell at Gu Feng in a little rage: "Jin Feng, you kid to be honest, how much Golden Extreme Immortal Liquid do you still have there, such a valuable thing, you actually use it for the cultivation of miscellaneous disciples!"

What the?

Hearing this, everyone was collectively stunned!

Golden Pole Immortal Liquid!

What a precious thing that is, it is a treasure that many peak masters also need very much!

Jin Feng actually practiced for miscellaneous disciples!

Oh, my God......

Do the miscellaneous disciples of the Golden Extreme Saint Peak have such good treatment?

The miscellaneous disciples of the other Holy Peaks heard this, and their brains buzzed.

The essence of the Golden Pole Sacred Peak completely subverted their imagination.

The quasi-second-order immortal treasure is full of it, and the golden pole immortal liquid is used for cultivation, and the Holy Son is dialed by the Holy Son, this is simply too extravagant!

"There is only one drop left, I will give it to them casually, Uncle Baili, please calm his anger!"

Gu Feng smiled slightly.

Anger?

I'm angry!

At this moment, Baili Yuan had a feeling of madness, when he cultivated to a critical moment, he needed the Golden Pole Immortal Liquid, but he ran out.

Then, seeing Jin Xiaoning's tribulation, he directly took out two hundred drops, and even before that, Jin Xiaoning took it out again, which was enough to stimulate him, and he did it first, and even the miscellaneous disciples had the Golden Pole Immortal Liquid.

But anger is anger, and he can't help it, after all, this Golden Extreme Immortal Liquid was obtained by Jin Feng risking death.

For a while, Baili Yuan was aggrieved.

Everyone was still in a state of confusion, and as soon as they gave it, they gave it to people.

The other Holy Peaks were not only miscellaneous disciples, but even those outer and inner disciples all had the urge to go to the Golden Extreme Holy Peak to be miscellaneous servants.

Zhuo Bufan was resurrected because of the full blood of the Golden Extreme Immortal Liquid, and his combat power exploded again in an instant.

No surprises.

Golden Wind Sacred Peak is also losing ten games in a row!

The Golden Pole Saint Peak has won again!

Relying on only one person, defeating the two holy peaks twice, this matter has never been done in the history of miscellaneous disciple competitions.

However, after these ten battles, Zhuo Bufan consumed a lot, and the immortal power that he had just relied on the residual power of the Golden Pole Immortal Liquid in his body was exhausted.

Lei Ma looked at Gu Feng: "What's next?"

"Golden Fire Sacred Peak!"

Gu Feng said lightly.

Lei Ma looked at the exhausted Zhuo Bufan and said, "You can go down, it's a new round, start again!"

"Elder Lei, he can still fight!"

(End of chapter)