After a second, before Lan Zimin came back to his senses, he felt a feeling of tightness in his chest, and his eye-staring boss's body bent forward, looking like he was about to fall to the ground. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Immediately afterwards, the jaw was punched hard, and the body that had just been lowered rose directly into the air, a mouthful of blood sprayed in the air, and then fell to the ground, covering his chest and coughing violently twice.

"People!"

Fan Zhi exclaimed, and ran over a few steps to help Lan Zimin up, while glaring at Ye Hua with anger in his eyes.

When a punch hit Lan Zimin's chin, Ye Hua's disappeared body began to slowly blur, from blurry to clear, and at this moment it had completely recovered to its original state.

Facing Shang Fan Zhi's sharp gaze, Ye Hua smiled indifferently, shrugged his shoulders and said with a nonchalant look, "I'm already very merciful, otherwise, it wouldn't be as simple as spitting out a mouthful of blood." ”

Fan Shuo also took two steps forward, put his hands behind his back and laughed, "Haha, the first battle should be over, I'm sorry Senior Brother Fan, you are too weak to blame Senior Brother Ye." ”

Lan Zimin just lowered his head, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and didn't speak, and didn't dare to speak.

I really can't even catch a move...

In fact, everyone will not blame him, after all, it is already remarkable that he dared to stand up in this situation.

Jing Chuan took a deep breath on the side, the gap between these two people... It's so big, it's just one round, and this person named Lan Zimin already has no combat ability.

Allure also hurriedly used her little hands to protect her eyes and didn't dare to look at it, the mouthful of blood that Lan Zimin spurted out just now reminded her of the time when the young master was in the Lu family...

"Then next, is it the battle between the two of us?"

Fan Shuo's eyes were firmly fixed on Fan Zhi, and there was a heat in his eyes, only when he fought with Fan Zhi, could he arouse a strong desire in his heart.

"Heh... That's right, next... It's our fight!"

Fan took a breath, handed Lan Zimin over to the people behind him to take care of, took two steps forward by himself, and looked at Fan Shuo quietly.

The people on both sides took a few steps back very consciously, and vacated a few more points of open space in the middle, leaving enough space for the two of them, because they knew that the battle between the two of them was not like that of Ye Hua and Lan Zimin just now.

Allure clinged to Jing Chuan's side and muttered quietly, "Jing Chuan, why are they fighting... Aren't you the same grandmaster brother, what can't you discuss..."

Jing Chuan smiled gently, hugged Allure's small waist and carefully cared for it, "There are too many things that can't be explained in a few words, so the most simple thing is to have a duel, whoever has a hard fist is the king." ”

Allure frowned as if he didn't understand, sighed lightly and shook his head.

And Jing Chuan's eyes have always been locked on Fan Shuo's body, the arrogance shown by the latter, if there is no strength support, presumably he will not dare to be so presumptuous, so Fan Zhi will have a few chances of winning against him...

Suddenly, Jing Chuan's pupils shrank, and he turned his head to the side sharply, and a vague figure was almost a few hundred meters away from here, as if he was observing the situation here from a distance.

"Master, I feel a powerful aura nearby..."

Aofeng paused, "I feel it too, but what I feel is not a powerful aura, but a ... It seems like... It's a familiar breath, and I can't tell what it is... Is it that your soul perception has appeared again, Master does not have as strong soul perception as you, so he did not perceive a powerful aura, but this familiar feeling..."

Aofeng closed his eyes and frowned, his brows were about to be twisted together, what the hell was going on with this feeling, so familiar, so familiar, but he just couldn't remember.

After a long time, Aofeng still shook his head, and then asked Jing Chuan, "I still can't remember, by the way, since your soul perception has appeared, have you seen the victory and defeat behind the two of them?"

Jing Chuan squinted his eyes, and turned his gaze to Fan Zhi and Fan Shuo, who had already started fighting in the field, and the battle between the two in his mind jumped quickly like a movie until the end...

The two...

After a moment of collision between the two palms, the two jumped out of place and confronted each other, and after a few seconds, Fan Shuo's palms took shape chaotically, and a huge gray phantom condensed around him, and his teeth opened lightly, "Spiral Dragon Phantom Kill!"

After finishing speaking, the huge phantom around him became more and more complete and clearer, although it was as unreal as a mist, but the shape and huge body of the dragon that appeared still made many people in the field, including Jing Chuan, gasp.

This Fan Shuo really doesn't just talk about it.

Fan Zhi didn't dare to be careless, his body took a few steps back, his ten fingers changed his gestures, and a pale red shield was protected in front of him, and he shouted, "Five Qi Chaoyuan!"

'Coax'

After the huge impact, this small area was full of smoke and dust for a while, and Fan Zhi and Fan Shuo in the field were wrapped in gunsmoke and couldn't see it clearly.

Everyone didn't dare to come out, and they all looked at the two blurred figures in the smoke and dust excitedly, did the winner or loser come out?

After a while, the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, and the two were still in a state of confrontation, Fan Shuo was putting his hands behind his back with a relaxed smile on his face, and Fan Zhi was standing with his hands hanging down, his expression was very solemn.

"How about it, don't hold on, if you admit defeat now, I can still not hurt you!"

Looking at Fan Zhi's solemn expression, Fan Shuo said leisurely.

Fan Zhi gritted his teeth and didn't speak, he was hit by Fan Shuo's seal technique just now, although he was barely resisted by himself, but he felt that his whole body was sour and numb at the moment, could this guy have broken through the third rank of the Immortal Emperor Rank...

The gap between himself and him, has it also widened...

Glancing at the people behind him from the corner of his eye, their hopes were all on themselves, if they also lost, then Qiu Yu really had to hand it over...

"It seems that you don't plan to give up, very good, this is the Senior Brother Fan I know, hehe! I know that you are unwilling to admit defeat, then don't blame Senior Brother for being ruthless!"

As soon as the words fell, his body disappeared in place in a flash, and his fists condensed a wave of imprinted qi and slammed into Fan Zhi's chest.

"Stop!"

The fist was only a few inches away from his chest, and it had even touched Fan Zhi's clothes, but the sudden shout still made Fan Shuo stop attacking, and turned his head with doubts on his face, looking at a young man on the side.

couldn't help twitching the muscles at the corner of his mouth, why did this young man still hold another young man, the two looked very close.

But I didn't take it very seriously, after so many years of serious imbalance in the ratio of men and women in the sect, it is inevitable that there will be some senior brothers and younger brothers who comfort each other...

Besides, these two teenagers are white and clean, and they look quite likable.

"Who are you? You look very good-looking, and you're also a disciple of the second branch?"

Jing Chuan's 'stop' made Fan Shuo frown, glanced at Jing Chuan, and then turned his head and asked Fan Zhi, "What, this is also what you recruited into the sect?"