A faint voice came out, and even few people present could hear it clearly, and in an instant, a strange black terrifying aura quickly spread in all directions with Jing Fan's body as the center point.

The weird and cold black aura kept pouring out of Jing Fan's body like a black mist, constantly rising, as if a demon god had descended.

At the same time, a black strange bell-shaped thing was also quietly suspended above Jing Fan's head, with three ears, slowly rotating, and a strange aura was constantly released from the three-eared bell, firmly enveloping Jing Fan.

The strange and cold aura enveloped the entire ring almost instantly, and Dongfang Xuanqian, who was just about to impact Xiang Jingfan, was also stunned by the abrupt scene in front of him, and then a hideous look appeared on his face.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

With a loud roar, Dongfang Xuanqian's fist wrapped in majestic vitality also slammed into Jing Fan's front at once, and fell fiercely on Jing Fan's sea of qi.

However, there was no imaginary scene of Jing Fan's body flying upside down, and the posture of the two instantly seemed to be frozen together.

When Dongfang Xuanqian's fist touched the position of Jing Fan's qi sea, a strange black paper phantom the size of a palm also appeared outside Jing Fan's qi sea at once, blocking Dongfang Xuanqian's impact power completely.

Suddenly, Dongfang Xuanqian's fist was like smashing into a ball of cotton, and there was nowhere to use it.

Dongfang Xuanqian was suddenly startled, and was just about to retreat, but at this moment, the three-eared clock that had been suspended above Jing Fan's head suddenly flew above Dongfang Xuanqian's head.

And Dongfang Xuanqian also found that his body couldn't move at this moment, just like a big living person became a sculpture, there was no way to move at all, and even mobilizing the vitality in his body became extremely difficult.

Looking at the hideous smile that slowly appeared on Jing Fan's face, Dongfang Xuanqian panicked all of a sudden, constantly urging the vitality in his body, wanting to get rid of the control of the three-ear clock.

However, these three-eared bells are the treasures in the corpse mountain mound of the Ten Peerless Realms, even if they are mutilated, they are not something that a warrior in the realm of the King of the Four Elephants can easily get rid of.

Jing Fan slowly raised his head, looked at Dongfang Xuanqian with strange eyes, and said slowly: "Aren't you going to abolish me? Why don't you continue? I'll just stand here and don't move, let you fight, come!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

While speaking, Jing Fan also unceremoniously poured his vitality into the palm of his hand and jerked it towards Dongfang Xuanqian's face.

And it's a left and right bow, a double slap.

Because of the power of vitality, the sound of these two slaps echoed in this space at once, waking up a large group of people who had fallen into a stupor.

The situation of the scene changed too quickly, and many people couldn't keep up, and at the moment when Jing Fan sacrificed three ear clocks, many people were stunned for a while, and they didn't react for a long time.

It wasn't until I heard that crisp slap that I was awakened.

"This kid...... It's too bullish, it's actually a pig and a tiger, it's a bomb, now look at you Dongfang Xuanqian, how are you still a cow? Jing Fan will beat him to death for me!"

Sheng Lingyun was also stunned by the scene in front of him, but he reacted in an instant and couldn't help shouting loudly.

As he spoke, he danced with his hands, as if he had seen an extremely exciting show.

Seeing this, the large group of new disciples who were worried about Jing Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and even shouted together with Sheng Lingyun.

"Quick, the big-eared melon seeds that don't want money are pulled over hard, harder, so that the audience behind them can't see the picture and have to hear the sound, give it a little hard!

"Pump harder, pump harder, beat him to death, tell him to bite, harder, haven't you eaten? Uncle Jing!"

"Alas, it's really a desperate person, how can the speed of this Uncle Jing's slap be so slow?

There was a burst of discussion among many people, but there were also some laughing voices.

"Ergou, if you slap Uncle Jing, it is estimated that you don't know how you died Ming'er, do you still want to go up?"

Suddenly, the new disciple known as Ergou also quickly woke up from the pleasure of slapping, and suddenly shrank his head and stopped talking.

After all, he is not Jing Fan, Jing Fan can not be afraid of Dongfang Xuanqian, but he must be afraid, Dongfang Xuanqian is not something he can afford to provoke.

However, compared to the freshman side, the disciples of the Sun and Moon Sect of the Inner Sect on the other side were dumbfounded when they saw the scene in front of them.

"What's going on? The Eastern Sect Master can't move, there must be something wrong with that kid's spiritual treasure!"

Suddenly, many people thought about the problem at once.

The bright smile on Wu Li's face had not yet fully bloomed, but he saw the picture of Dongfang Xuanqian being slapped twice by Jing Fan, and he didn't react for a while, and the smile on his face quickly froze.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, trying to confirm that the scene in front of him was fake, but he was about to burst his eyeballs, and the picture that appeared in front of him was still Dongfang Xuanqian standing still, Jing Fan kept shaking his hand and slapping him with a light face.

"Smack!"

"Smack......

"Smack!"

"Smack......

The sound of crisp slaps is endless, like a cheerful symphony, constantly ringing, making people have to admit that the scene in front of them is reality.

"Call you Ya, Lao Tzu pumped left, right, drawn, reversed, pumped, drawn, drawn......"

A freshman disciple watched Jing Fan's rhythm of slapping, and shouted while helping Jing Fan, the rhythm was surprisingly consistent, and many people forced their laughter to watch the scene in the ring.

"Referee, hurry up and end the game, let's admit defeat!" Wu Li was worried that Dongfang Xuanqian would be abolished, and he would lose his support when the time came, and he relied on Dongfang Xuanqian's help during this time, and offended a lot of people, and suddenly he couldn't help shouting loudly to the judges.

The disciples of the Sun and Moon Sect on the side also reacted quickly, they usually bully others because of their strength, and now if Dongfang Xuanqian falls, then there are people who are looking for them to settle accounts, "

"Judges, referee, hurry up and stop the competition, let's admit defeat, do you want the first person in the inner sect to be ruined in the hands of a hairy freshman like this?

Wu Li shouted impatiently, but the judges ignored him, and suddenly he was also angry, constantly shouting, and even scolding.

However, as soon as his scolding fell, a disciple of the law enforcement team quickly walked over, and without saying a word, he pressed the noon calendar to the ground, punched and kicked, beat him to a bruised skin and swollen face, and cleaned him up fiercely.

Suddenly, Wu Li was also depressed, and shouted loudly: "Why was Sheng Lingyun not beaten before scolding?"

"You know too much!" said a member of the law enforcement team with a slight frown and a faint voice.

As soon as the words fell, another wave of punches and kicks like raindrops fell on Wu Li's body, which immediately made him cry and howl and scream again and again.

"You can't stop the game, as long as Dongfang Xuanqian doesn't admit defeat, this game must not be terminated casually, there are no rules, there is no square circle, since the rules of this duel have been set, how can they be changed casually!"

In the crowd of new disciples, someone suddenly shouted in a voice imitating the noon calendar.

Immediately, there was a burst of laughter, and more new disciples shouted.

"Yes, the rules are the most important, unless Dongfang Xuanqian admits defeat by himself, as long as he doesn't die, he will never be able to terminate the game!"

"That's right, Uncle Jing, I'm beating hard, pumping hard, I can't do this, this imprisoned Dongfang Xuanqian can still = speak and surrender and admit defeat!"

......

The situation on the entire field changed in an instant, and now it was the turn of the freshman disciples to start cheering, and Elder Yan also looked embarrassed, but he didn't speak.

The elders on the judges' bench also shook their heads slightly, the rules have been set, as long as Dongfang Xuanqian does not admit defeat, the game cannot end, and this rule cannot be changed casually.

On the other side, Ganyang and Kazama Duying couldn't help but be stunned when they saw this extremely dramatic scene, and then they couldn't help laughing, this Dongfang Xuanqian has finally met an opponent after so many years, and now he is imprisoned and slapped in the face, this taste seems to be very refreshing, after all, ordinary people can't enjoy the treatment.

While thinking like this, Ganyang and Kazama Duying both involuntarily turned their eyes to Jing Fan with a cold face, and a strange essence emerged in their eyes.

Jing Fan's palms were constantly dancing, wrapped in vitality, and Dongfang Xuanqian's face soon became a blur of flesh and blood.

However, Jing Fan was not relieved at all, and the vitality on the palm of his hand was surging, constantly impacting towards Dongfang Xuanqian, although Dongfang Xuanqian was imprisoned, but his thoughts still existed.

He looked at Jing Fan with a look of resentment, if he could, he would even want to tear Jing Fan apart alive now, and then swallow it alive.

Looking at Dongfang Xuanqian's eyes that were almost about to breathe fire, Jing Fan also raised his eyebrows, and his fist unceremoniously slammed into Dongfang Xuanqian's eye sockets, and suddenly beat him into a panda eye.

"What's the matter, the kid is not convinced, don't you want to abolish me? Why don't you come now? If you have the ability, you shout surrender, I won't beat you if you shout surrender, and don't you want me to enter the inner sect?" Jing Fan said in a strange voice, and as he spoke, there was also a glint in his eyes that quickly emerged.

Suddenly, the black mist rising from Jing Fan's body also became even colder, cold to the bone, and a fierce killing intent also emanated from Jing Fan's body.

Feeling that fierce killing intent, Dongfang Xuanqian was also stunned, and then a look of horror and madness appeared in his eyes.

"Those who don't want me to have a good time are never going to be good themselves!"

A sneer flashed across Jing Fan's face, lying on Dongfang Xuanqian's shoulder, and whispered, his voice was full of coldness and chilling.

After speaking, the golden vitality on Jing Fan's palm was intertwined with a silver arc, and a sharp sword was quickly formed, and it immediately rushed towards the sea of Dongfang Xuanqian's qi.

However, at this moment, above Dongfang Xuanqian's body, a red essence suddenly emerged rapidly, and a low roar also came out of his throat, and then he raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and a strange power also burst out from his body in an instant.

"What? It's actually a secret technique blood demon solution, and the cultivator's cultivation will drop to the triple heaven in a short period of time!" On the judges' bench, an elder suddenly recognized the secret technique performed by Dongfang Xuanqian, and immediately couldn't help but exclaim.

Suddenly, Dongfang Xuanqian, who had broken free from his confinement, also swept towards the outside of the ring, and he didn't dare to stay any longer.

"Boy, you wait for me, I will definitely repay today's hatred!" Dongfang Xuanqian's figure disappeared, and a rumbling voice also sounded in the space, full of resentment and anger.