"Luo Fan, if this is your ultimate strength, you will lose this battle!"

Shen Liufang in the fierce battle sneered, looking like he was holding the victory.

"Huh...... Let's fight five hundred moves first!"

Luo Fan's expression was indifferent, and he smiled evilly and said.

"Five hundred moves? hehe...... I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on to even three hundred moves under me!"

Shen Liufang continued to sneer.

As a martial artist in the middle of the Martial Dao Ninefold Period, Shen Liufang was confident that his physical strength was much higher than that of Luo Fan in the middle of the Martial Dao Eightfold Period.

In this war of attrition, Shen Liufang is 100% sure.

Luo Fan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and he was also 100% sure.

Both of them won the game, and the battle was fierce.

Bell Bell Bell Bell ......

One hundred tricks!

Two hundred moves!

Three hundred moves!

......

When the two fought more than three hundred moves, Shen Liufang's face became a little serious.

Before, he concluded that Luo Fan would not be able to hold on to three hundred moves.

However, after three hundred moves, Luo Fan is still fierce and tireless.

"I'll see how long you can last!"

Shen Liufang snorted coldly and said secretly in his heart.

The martial artists of the Sun Moon Sect and the Heavenly Extreme Sect also had this idea in their hearts, thinking that after three hundred moves, Luo Fan would definitely not be able to hold out for long.

Then, when the minutes and seconds passed, the two in the fierce battle were still fierce.

After the two exchanged 400 moves, Luo Fan didn't feel a little tired.

On the contrary, it was the Shen Liufang in the middle of the Martial Dao Ninth Realm, who was already out of breath and exhausted.

At this time, Shen Liufang's face no longer saw any contempt, but became extremely grim.

This kind of high-intensity fierce battle, even with his cultivation, could not last long.

Seeing that Luo Fan was energetic and not tired, Shen Liufang had no confidence in this war of attrition.

Even the martial artists of the Sun Moon Sect and the Heavenly Extreme Sect who were watching the battle from the sidelines also saw the clues, Luo Fan's breath was even, and he kept looking like he was about to run out.

The battle has lasted for four hundred moves, and at this point, Shen Liufang naturally can't just stop and admit defeat.

He can only hope that Luo Fan's dragon spirit and tiger fierceness are pretending and pretending!

Therefore, Shen Liufang could only do his best, maintain the offensive, and hit Luo Fan as much as possible, so that Luo Fan was exhausted before him.

However, when the two fought more than 500 moves, Luo Fan still did not show any lack of physical strength.

On the contrary, it was Shen Liufang, after five hundred moves, both mentally and physically exhausted.

This made Shen Liufang extremely shocked, and the more he fought, the more frightened he became.

His dignified cultivation in the middle of the Martial Dao Ninefold was really unexpected and unbelievable that he couldn't defeat Luo Fan in the middle of the Martial Dao Eightfold in the war of attrition.

No matter how much he didn't believe it, his physical strength was more and more exhausted, and his body was getting more and more exhausted, and he was no longer able to maintain this high-intensity fight.

The speed and strength of his shots were almost unable to keep up with Luo Fan's rhythm.

"I admit defeat......!

When the two fought more than five hundred and fifty moves, Shen Liufang hurriedly retreated, and instantly exploded more than ten zhang.

The other party admitted defeat, Luo Fan put away the gun, stomped the gun to the ground, and stood straight like a gun, and the gun's momentum was still majestic.

Shen Liufang also stomped the treasure spear to the ground, but he bent his waist, holding the treasure spear with both hands, and gasped for breath.

"I can't do it, I can't do it anymore. ”

"I can't hold on anymore, Luo Fan, you won this battle, I'm willing to bow down!"

Shen Liufang gasped and said, looking at Luo Fan, convinced.

Luo Fan's cultivation is much lower than him, but he can fight him in the war of attrition, and Shen Liufang is not convinced.

The result of this battle was beyond the expectations of the Sun Moon Sect and the Heavenly Extreme Sect martial artists.

They never expected that it would be Shen Liufang, who was in the middle stage of the Martial Dao Ninefold, who was exhausted.

"Sect Master Zhang, it's too early to laugh, haha......!"

"My disciple Luo Fan, the sky is full of talent, a rising star, and the latter comes to the top!"

"You must not treat him with common sense, otherwise you will ...... Some of them have results that you didn't expect!"

Gu Mingqiu was in a happy mood, looked at Zhang Xuyan, and laughed.

Zhang Xuyan's face was pale, and he sighed, feeling distressed by Shen Liufang's defeat, and embarrassed by his previous words.

"It took five hundred and fifty moves to defeat Shen Liufang. ”

"Huh...... It can be seen that Luo Fan's strength is extremely close to Shen Liufang, and it is not so high!"

"Gu Mingqiu, don't be complacent now, Luo Fan's strength is far worse than my Tianji Sect disciple Wutong Shen!"

"When the final battle is over, you will compensate me for a prefecture-level low-grade treasure soldier, and see if you can still laugh. ”

On the side, Bu Wuji couldn't see that Gu Mingqiu was in a good mood, and said with a sneer.

"Bu Wuji, you don't have to worry about it!"

"As I said, with common sense with Luo Fan, some of them are unexpected results!"

"When Luo Fan defeats Wutong God, I also want to know, what will you look like at that time?"

Gu Mingqiu looked at Bu Wuji-for-tat and said.

"Don't be whimsical, Wutong God will be defeated? hehe...... It's just a joke!"

Bu Wuji said, his face turned sideways, and he looked disdainful of talking to Gu Mingqiu.

on the square.

Shen Liufang had already retreated.

Luo Fan was still standing in the middle of the square, waiting for the final battle with the Wutong God.

The other three disciples of the Xuanyang Sect, Zhao Longtian, Zhou Qingshan, and Yu Wanli, all looked at Luo Fan with shining eyes, and their expressions were excited.

Whether the Xuanyang Sect can win the first place in the four major competitions depends on the outcome of this battle.

"Luo Fan, in the battle just now, you fought with Shen Liufang for five hundred and fifty moves, it must have consumed a lot of money!"

"Let's rest for half an hour first, and then have a final battle with Wutong God!"

The martial artist of the state pastor's mansion who presided over the four great competitions said.

In order to ensure the fairness of the final battle, Luo Fan was allowed to recover his strength and fight again.

"It's okay, I have a lot of physical strength, and it's enough to fight with Wutong God!"

Luo Fan waved his hand lightly and said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was surprised.

Even the martial artists of the Xuanyang Sect looked stunned, thinking that Luo Fan was too big.

Just now, Luo Fan and Shen Liufang fought more than five hundred and fifty moves.

The cultivation of the middle stage of the Shenliu Fang Martial Dao was all dragged down and exhausted.

In the fierce battle, Luo Fan's physical consumption should not be lower than Shen Liufang, and now, he did not rest to recover his physical strength, and directly fought against the martial arts god in the late stage of the Martial Dao Ninefold, which was really surprising and unexpected.

Even Jiangzhou Mu Luo Zhenjiang glanced at Luo Fan in surprise.

"You really don't rest?"

The warrior of the Governor's Mansion asked, and he was also surprised.

"Really. ”

Luo Fan said, although the voice was not loud but very firm.

"Wutong God, you can play, the final battle of this year's Four Sects Competition will be held immediately!"

The martial artist of the state pastoral mansion didn't say much, glanced at the martial arts god next to the square, and said.

Wu Tongshen's eyes burned with anger, and he strode into the square.

In the eyes of Wu Tongshen, Luo Fan duel with him without resting is simply a kind of contempt.