Seeing that An Lu did not give up, and he was ruthless in his actions, Chen Fan was furious, jumped away from the horse's corpse in a rage, roared, and released a thunderous rage at An Lu.

It's a good time to shout! An Lu brandished his spear and also unleashed his vitality, starting a-for-tat contest with Chen Fan.

Similar skills are actually a competition for the depth of the cultivation of the two. Before the competition, Chen Fan had secretly probed An Lu's cultivation, and he happened to be in the realm of hell, one level higher than himself, but because Chen Fan had rich practical skills and his martial arts were more brave, he did not suffer a loss compared to An Lu, and the two of them were half a catty against eight taels.

The two extremely lethal martial arts collided in one place, and the muffled sound of banging on the field continued, and the collision between the vitality either canceled each other out, or changed direction, flying sideways left and right. For a while, the center of the battlefield was full of vitality, which frightened the surrounding crowd of people watching the battle, and they retreated again one after another.

After all the vitality on the field dissipated, he looked at the two people in the field again, Chen Fan and An Lu's bodies were more or less covered with some blood marks, some shallow and some deep. Chen Fan has two deep visible bone openings on his arms, and blood is slowly flowing out of the opening, on the other hand, An Lu, although the scars on his body are not as serious as Chen Fan's, but the horses that stepped down were cut open by the flying air current, and they were killed.

An Lu looked down at his horse, his eyes flashed with a terrifying sharp light, he roared angrily, rushed forward with his gun, and started a hand-to-hand white-handed battle with Chen Fan.

Chen Fan was not afraid, endured the pain in his arm, and fought with him.

One of the two uses a gun, the other uses a ruler, fight in one place, the gun ruler is raised at the same time, you come and go, the time is not long, it has been 20 rounds of fighting, no winner or loser.

Seeing that he was about to fight for thirty rounds, but still couldn't take down Chen Fan, An Lu was in a hurry, he suddenly shot a few shots, forcing Chen Fan to withdraw from a distance, and then, with a shock, he saw that the spear in his hand was shining brightly, and several roots formed by the vitality were born from the head of the spear, and they were divided into three directions: upper, middle and lower towards Chen Fan.

This move, called the devil entanglement, the roots on the spear, from the accumulation of vitality in the warrior's body, once entangled, the body will lose consciousness in a short time, and then it will become a lamb to be slaughtered.

Chen Fan saw it clearly, and was secretly surprised, he had never seen such a strange move, he didn't dare to be careless, he used all his strength, and jumped backwards.

These three roots did not hit Chen Fan, they all hit the ground, and with a loud bang, the ground was smashed into an oval hole more than three meters wide.

Looking at the three deep pits on the ground, Chen Fan gasped, and at the same time subconsciously clenched his fists, An Lu is not a martial arts competition, but a move that wants his own life! Thinking of this, Chen Fan bit his teeth, kicked his feet violently, jumped high in the air, spun his body, and shouted: "Xiao Zhou Tian Thirty-six Roads Scatter!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone only heard a commotion in the ear chakra, and then, with Chen Fan as the center, a huge light blue vitality layer formed around it. The layer of air was suspended in mid-air, rotating rapidly, and as the layer of air rotated faster and faster, the pale blue light on its surface became brighter and brighter.

"What the hell?" An Lu subconsciously took a step back, his eyes staring directly at Chen Fan, who was wrapped in the air layer.

But before An Lu could recover from the shock, he saw that the light blue air layer began to expand sharply until it completely enveloped the top of his head, and at this time, driven by the surrounding rotating air currents, the surface of the air layer began to tilt down a burst of air rings, overwhelming the sky and pounced on An Lu below the air layer.

This time, it was much beyond An Lu's expectations, and when the aura flew on him, An Lu only felt that every skin was as painful as if it had been cut by a knife, and in a moment, bright red blood slowly flowed out along the cracked part of the skin. He tried his best to use the vitality in his body to cover his body with a protective film, but before the protective film could take shape, it disappeared completely under the washing of the qi ring.

I don't know how long it took, Anlu finally couldn't stand, his knees weakened, his legs knelt on the ground, and his face was full of unwillingness and hideousness.

Because the vision was blocked by the aura of air in the sky, at this time, everyone outside the field did not know what was happening under the air layer, and one by one they stretched their heads high and stared at the center of the field with big eyes.

Swirling about half a column of incense in the qi layer, Chen Fan looked at An Lu under him, and felt that it was almost the same, he let out a loud shout, removed the qi ring around his body, and then jumped down, jumping directly to the ground.

Gradually, as the aura below the air layer gradually dissipated, a terrifying scene slowly appeared in front of everyone.

I saw An Lu lying on the ground prostrately, as if he had been cut by a knife, bloody wounds were connected, and at the same time, his body was twitching from time to time, his face was pale, and beads of sweat were dripping down his forehead.

Like the competition just now, the scene fell into silence, silent, the difference is that this silence has continued, and no one has stood up to cheer for Chen Fan from beginning to end.

Quite simply, from the first two rounds of fighting, people can feel the mastery of a certain aspect of the two, but in this game, people only have one feeling left: horror!

It was a sense of fear from within!

The old man on the high platform and Fang Han, Xiao Wen, Xiao Wu, Yue Wuya and others under the stage were also deeply shocked by the scene in front of them, several people looked at An Lu who was lying motionless on the ground stupidly, and then looked at Chen Fan who was standing in place unscathed, after a long time, in the end, it was Fang Han who reacted first, and said with palpitations while wiping cold sweat: "Chen... Where did Brother Chen learn his moves?"

"......" everyone was speechless.

At this time, the old man on the high platform also came back to his senses, looking at An Lu who fell to the ground, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, staggered to stand up, trotted all the way to Chen Fan, and said with a smile: "The little brother is really brave, the old man admires, I really admire!"

"Old man, can I be considered to have won this ring match?"

"Oh, it was the little brother who won at that time!" As he spoke, the old man hurriedly stuffed a hundred Huang Cancan gold coins into Chen Fan's hand, held his wrist, and raised it high with a smile: "I announce that the champion of this ring challenge is this little brother!"

The Endless Continent is martial arts, and it is also a country that admires the strong, and even more so for martial artists! Chen Fan's strong performance just now has undoubtedly convinced everyone at the station. As the old man's voice fell, everyone around the ring looked at each other, and then shouted in unison: "Little brother mighty! Little brother mighty—"

When a person, surrounded by everyone, enjoying the cheers and cheers of thousands of people, no matter who he is, he will have a sense of Top Ambition, and Chen Fan is no exception! Looking at the hot and red faces on the field, an indescribable sense of joy and accomplishment surged in Chen Fan's heart, and he couldn't calm down for a long time......