In the Heman Pavilion, Ling Fan broke through the blue-clothed young man's fourth-level Xuanwen fighting technique with a single sword, shocking everyone in the field

The Heavenly Martial Realm realm has such combat power, can he be a simple person, if anyone still thinks that Ling Fan is really just an imbecile waste, it is a matter of the brain.

"As I said, you are no match for me. Ling Fan Qingfeng sword squealed, staring at the frightened blue-clothed young man and said indifferently, he asked the Thunder King to shoot directly, but this person stopped in front of him, wanting to show his extraordinary, but he didn't expect that what he kicked was an iron plate.

"You and I are both disciples of the Xuangong Palace, with the same status and status, but you look like you are high, you want me to get out, I don't know, what qualifications do you have to let me go!" Ling Fan stared at the blue-clothed young man, took a step forward, and suddenly his powerful momentum shook, making the blue-clothed young man tremble.

"You say that I am a waste, and I am here to lose the face of the Xuan Palace, so I don't know, you can't even take a blow from me, what are you?"

"An incompetent person with low combat power like you also wants to use me to establish his authority and blast me out of here, are you also worthy?" Ling Fan's voice was indifferent, but when it fell on the ears of the blue-clothed young man, it was like rolling thunder, so shocked that he couldn't say a word.

Ling Fan was not wrong, they had the same status and status, why was he on top of the ladder, and what qualifications did he have to let people go, just because he was a fourth-level Xuanwen Master?

If in terms of Xuanwen attainments, Ling Fan was inferior to him, but in terms of talent, he was far inferior to Ling Fan, when he was twenty years old, he was not yet at the level of a third-level Xuanwen master.

Ling Fan didn't care about the blue-clothed young man, after the words fell, his eyes turned to the Thunder King, only to see that the Thunder King's face was extremely gloomy, and there was even a trace of murderous intent flowing in his eyes.

"Do you want to do it with me?" The Thunder King remained calm and did not get angry, but everyone could see that he was suppressing, and once it broke out, I am afraid it would not be a trivial matter.

This person can suppress the young man in blue, can he still suppress the Thunder King?

The Thunder King is not comparable to the person just now, not to mention the Xuanwen attainments, just the martial arts realm, the Thunder King is already at the level of the imperial realm, Ling Fan, the Tianwu realm, can he compete with the Thunder King of the imperial realm?

"Thunder King, you were the first to be aggressive, why do you hear your tone like my junior brother is stirring up trouble?" Qianxunyue stood up, although she intended to dig a pit for Ling Fan to jump, but she also didn't want to see Ling Fan suffer at the hands of the Thunder King, the Thunder King wanted to confront Ling Fan head-on, she naturally had to stand up.

King Lei glanced at Qianxunyue, but did not respond, as if he did not want to argue with a woman in Qianxunyue, turned his gaze and looked at Ling Fan again, "Finally, I will give you a chance, get out of here, I can not pursue it." ”

Lei Wang's face was indifferent, and he still had a self-respecting attitude, no wonder, here, he belonged to the top Xuanwen Tianjiao, except for Hua Yufan and a few others who could compare with him, everyone else was under him, and he was also arrogant when he was in the third branch hall, and at this moment, facing a third-level Xuanwen master, he was naturally the same cold and arrogant.

"If you want to do it, hurry up and get out, there is no need to say such nonsense!" The Thunder King is arrogant, Ling Fan doesn't have his own arrogance, he has never succumbed to a character like Demon Invincible, how can he be afraid of a Thunder King.

When everyone around heard this, their eyes froze for a moment, and then they each showed an interesting color, the scene was getting more and more interesting, a third-level Xuanwen Master, the realm of the Heavenly Martial Realm, first spoke to a fourth-level Xuanwen Master, and defeated it with one blow, and then dared to let the Thunder King get out.

The Thunder King of the fourth-level peak Xuanwen Master level and the Imperial Realm realm, they want to see what this kid can do to deal with it.

The Thunder King's face became more and more ugly, a wisp of murderous intent flashed through his eyes, and his feet moved, flashing into the field, his eyes staring sharply at Ling Fan.

"Look for death!" With a low shout, the Thunder King's arm shook, and suddenly thousands of Xuan Patterns flashed out, and the Xuan Patterns were intertwined, forming a ghost knife, and the void screamed with a fierce ghost, and the ghost knife suddenly slashed towards Ling Fan.

Ling Fan's eyes flickered, his face was a little more solemn, although he was not afraid of the Thunder King, but he definitely did not dare to despise it, the Thunder King was not the blue-clothed young man just now, this was a genuine fourth-level peak Xuanwen Master, and he was a powerhouse in the Imperial Realm.

Rumble!

Ling Fan raised his hand, and when the ghost knife came to kill, his sword also fell, and the two collided in the void and burst open, but this time, Ling Fan's footsteps retreated slightly, obviously, he couldn't completely resist the concussive force.

"Since you like to use the power of martial arts, then I will use the power of martial arts to get you out of here. The Thunder King snorted coldly, and then stretched out his five fingers, and a large palm print slapped out, and the palm print in the void rose against the storm, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into the size of a house, oppressing the space, and smashing towards Ling Fan.

Ling Fan's extreme power was rolling and surging, and the artistic conception of the golden sword above his head also bloomed with extreme brilliance, the sword intent flowed, and the sword power of the Qingfeng Sword in Ling Fan's hand skyrocketed wildly.

"Break it for me!" The Void Breaking Sword slashed down, the sword tore through everything, and when it touched the big palm print, it pierced directly through the palm print, and the palm print of the Thunder King exploded.

But seeing that the Thunder King pointed out again, this finger was even more powerful, and it killed Ling Fan's eyebrows.

If it was the peak of the ordinary Heavenly Martial Realm, this finger would definitely die, but Ling Fan, who had cultivated the Nine Turns of the Floating Slaughter and had passed through the Great Extreme Realm, didn't care, the blade of the sword slashed, and his fingerprints were shattered.

"No wonder you dare to be so arrogant, it turns out that you have some strength, but do you think that you can compete with me in this way!" Lei Wang's face was cold, and his deep voice fell, and his palm print condensed again, and this time, the artistic conception of his palm also bloomed at the same time.

Under the increase of the artistic conception of the martial arts, the power of the Thunder King's palm print rose by leaps and bounds, and the power of the terrible shock spread, making everyone around feel extremely oppressive.

Ling Fan's Qingfeng sword shook, the sword power also rose at the same time, the power of the bloodline bloomed, and a pair of armor of battle intent formed around his body in an instant, he took a step forward, and was not afraid of the blow of the imperial realm, the terrifying momentum shook out, and Ling Fan slashed down the palm print of the Thunder King with a sword.

The Thunder King snorted coldly, the palm print was smashed, and Ling Fan's sword collided, this time no one could help anyone, but he saw that the Thunder King held his five fingers, and the big palm print of the void also held it, and the five fingers were buckled, and a supreme force shook between the fingerprints, only to hear a dull explosion, and Ling Fan's sword burst violently.

The sword burst out, and Ling Fan was shocked to retreat a few steps, while the palm print of the Thunder King turned into a fist, pressing the space and continuing to bombard Ling Fan.

The eyes of the people around flashed, looking at this punch, they knew that the battle should be over, the Thunder King was the Thunder King after all, and it was not something that could be shaken by the opponent's slightly stronger Tianwu Realm. (To be continued.) )