Zhang Yifan shook his head and smiled bitterly, he thought in his heart: "I don't know who is threatening me?"

Where is this trouble coming from? Zhang Yifan's face was gloomy, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. Immediately, he got up and flew towards the top of the peak.

After a few moments, he returned to his room. After entering, he discarded all distracting thoughts and entered the sea of consciousness to cultivate.

When the first rays of sunlight shone into the room in the early morning of the second day, Zhang Yifan washed up and walked towards the square. Today, half of the rings are missing in the square.

Yesterday's competition, because there were two people who had been on the same page for a long time, regardless of the middle uncle, so there was one more in the ring this time. The remaining twenty-six were divided into thirteen groups.

This time in the thirteen rings, the people who have already stood up to compete.

The rest of the disciples in the square were all standing on the edge of the ring, watching the competition. In the middle of the square, the old man in gray sat in a row with the six peak masters, watching the competition.

A gong sounds, and the competition begins. The rest of the disciples under the ring cheered and shouted, and the atmosphere was extremely high.

Zhang Yifan stood in the ring, facing the man. This person has a cunning face, and at a glance he knows that he is a person who is very deep in the city. He looked at Zhang Yifan and said slightly: "Senior Brother Sick Yang, I heard that the other party was defeated yesterday with only one and a half moves." This kind of strength really makes the little brother admire! To be in the same ring with the senior brother today is the luck of the junior brother's three lives!"

"Senior brother exaggerated, how can I be so powerful!" Zhang Yifan smiled. The person in front of him cultivated in the late stage of Gangqi, and he was also a rare cultivator. But this person gives a sense of unreality.

"Senior brother is humble," the man smiled when he heard this. Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Yifan: "Senior brother, we are just trying to compete, not chatting." You see everyone else is starting, let's start too!"

Yesterday someone couldn't hold on for a long time, and this brother's purpose is obvious. Zhang Yifan couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, this guy is too thief.

The man was slightly stunned, and immediately understood. His face wiped a trace of solemnity in vain, and said, "Please also ask my senior brother's subordinates to be merciful!" After speaking, he suddenly stepped on his feet and leaned up. At the same time, the Xuan Qi in his hand gushed out, coming straight to Zhang Yifan's face.

Zhang Yifan sneered in his heart and stood still, but his secret Xuan Qi was already working.

This man was very fast, and he came like lightning. When he came to Zhang Yifan's side, he suddenly turned sideways, and the Xuan Qi in his palm hit his shoulder.

Zhang Yifan was taken aback, and secretly said that this person was extremely cunning. At that moment, he was not in a hurry, his toes stepped lightly, and his body retreated sharply to avoid the man's move.

The man paused slightly, and his eyes looked surprised. Immediately, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, the Xuan Qi in his palm gushed out, and his body moved, attacking Zhang Yifan again.

Xuan Qi made a sizzling sound, flashing with a bright yellow light. A storm formed in an instant on his palm, swirling the air. Around the Xuan Qi Storm, a circle of whirlpools formed.

Zhang Yifan looked at all this indifferently, and secretly said in his heart: "Hit with all your strength?" At this time, although Zhang Yifan entered the Huangdan realm, his cultivation was under the spirit turtle technique, and it was hidden cleanly.

And the cultivation that can be seen at a glance is the middle stage of the Gang Qi Realm. This person cultivated in the later stage, and of course he wanted to defeat himself with one blow.

Zhang Yifan sneered in his heart, and stood still on the edge of the ring at the moment. And this place was the reason for the man's full blow.

Seeing a dazzling light roaring, Zhang Yifan stood expressionlessly.

At this moment, the man's eyes flashed, and his heart was overjoyed. When he approached Zhang Yifan, all of a sudden, the Xuan Qi in his body surged out. The Xuan Qi Storm on his fist suddenly swelled, forming a Xuan Qi Dragon.

In this electric light, Zhang Yifan walked sideways in vain, and Huo Ran stretched out his palm and pushed it to the man's back.

The man moved forward, trying to stop, but it was too late.

"Bang!"

The man slapped his back firmly, and fell under the ring with an 'ah' sound. At the moment of landing, he suddenly slapped his palm, and with the help of the reaction force of Xuan Qi, he stabilized his figure.

He turned his head, his face grim. Immediately, he smiled and said, "Thank you Senior Brother Yang for your mercy!"

Zhang Yifan stood in the ring, with a smile on his face: "I agreed." ”

After speaking, his body moved, and he fell lightly.

Suddenly, at this moment, a burst of shouts came from around another ring. Zhang Yifan's eyes showed doubt. He walked into the crowd.

"Senior Brother Sick Yang is really powerful, and he still let the other party fall into the audience with that move. A young man with a face said.

Zhang Yifan shook his head slightly, and then said: "Who is in this ring, why is everyone applauding this!"

"I'm meeting that equal opponent again. "A man came from not far away. Zhang Yifan turned his face and saw that it was the person who was in the same ring as him just now.

Zhang Yifan nodded slightly, and then stood on tiptoe.

"Let's let go, don't you want to see a competition?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yifan was stunned, and then smiled bitterly.

As soon as the man said this, everyone got out of the way, and everyone knew at this time that the senior brother on Yushu Peak had let the other party step down with only one and a half moves. And he didn't use Xuan Qi.

Zhang Yifan saw that everyone got out of the way, and hurriedly walked over and came to the edge of the ring.

The man followed closely behind and stood with Zhang Yifan.

"Crow, are you the one who was thrown off the stage by the sick elder brother with only one and a half moves. Someone in the crowd said a word.

The crow's face changed color suddenly, but instead of getting angry, he smiled and said, "It's my pleasure!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter in the crowd.

"Bang!" there was a loud bang in the ring. Pulled everyone's attention over.

Zhang Yifan looked at the stage, and his face changed.

"So it's him?" Zhang Yifan muttered to himself. In the ring, Li Yu's figure rotated, leaving behind an afterimage. And against him is the girl who spoke to him for the first time - Dream Language.

The figures of the two are like wind and mist, ethereal and blurry. I only heard the rumbling sound and the spurting of mystical energy. The ring was shining, and the two of them were like dragons and tigers, galloping and jumping.

"Wonderful!" Zhang Yifan said with a smile. And the people around the ring raised their arms and shouted, and the atmosphere was warm.

Within a few moments, the ring was surrounded by more and more people.

Zhang Yifan looked around and found that so far there was only this ring left and the competition had not been completed.

"Stop!" suddenly remembered with a loud shout, and everyone followed the prestige, and was silent for the moment.

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