The audience was extremely noisy, and they were all impressed by Kong Yushan's strong strength.

Lin Yu asked in a whisper beside Zhao Liangfan.

"Brother Zhao, do you know how many flying swords the Ling Xiao Holy Son can use at most?"

"At most?"

Zhao Liangfan raised his head and thought about it.

"I've seen up to five realms, and I don't know anything beyond that."

"Five ......"

Lin Yu reluctantly squeezed out a smile.

The two flying swords are already so terrifying, how far can the five swords go?

"No wonder Ling Xiao Holy Son is the favorite to win the championship, it seems that it is not in vain."

This also made Lin Yu even more want to help Ling Xiao Holy Son escape from his tragic fate.

If such a powerful person can become an emperor in the future, it will inevitably bring about huge impact and changes.

Time flies, and a few more competitions have passed, and it is time for Zhao Liangfan to play.

"Brother Lin, you are optimistic here."

Zhao Liangfan directly took off his shirt and handed it over to Lin Yu.

"I'll be back soon."

After that, Zhao Liangfan jumped up and flew directly to the competition venue.

Opposite him was Fan Chuan of the Heavenly Gift Mountain.

"It's really unlucky to meet Zhao Liangfan in the first game."

Fan Chuan scratched his head: "Brother Zhao, you will have to count your hands later, I don't want to leave like this yet." ”

Zhao Liangfan clasped his hands in front of his chest, and the powerful and incomparably powerful oppressive force spread throughout the audience.

He grinned.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to give it my all."

"Ugh."

Fan Chuan had no choice but to take out his love sword.

"I didn't have much hope."

Fan Chuan's expression was very calm, and he had been observing Zhao Liangfan since Zhao Liangfan came on the court.

He wanted to find Zhao Liangfan's weakness.

What puzzled him was that Zhao Liangfan seemed to be full of weaknesses, but he didn't seem to be weak.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

"Ahem." The referee elder announced on the side: "The competition has officially begun. ”

"Haha!"

Zhao Liangfan was full of energy, and his shot was his famous stunt, the Falling Sun God Fist.

"The first form of the Falling Sun God Fist, the Sun Destroying Fist!"

In an instant, Fan Chuan felt that everything around him was destroyed, as if only he and Zhao Liangfan were left in heaven and earth.

"It's hard to do."

I saw Zhao Liangfan coming head-on.

The destructive power of the Sun Destroying Fist's domineering power made Fan Chuan tremble.

But he didn't dodge or dodge, and directly held the long sword in his hand and went forward.

"Star Shattering Sword!"

The two clashed, and Fan Chuan entered a disadvantage as soon as he came up.

Before the competition came to an end, Zhao Liangfan had already punched Fan Chuan in the face.

Under normal circumstances, Fan Chuan would be directly sent flying.

But Zhao Liangfan didn't do this, but went forward and punched Fan Chuan frantically.

Under Zhao Liangfan's powerful offensive, Fan Chuan was beaten and lost for a moment.

Seeing that Fan Chuan was about to be beaten by Zhao Liangfan and fell to the ground.

Blue spiritual power suddenly appeared on Fan Chuan's body.

"It's all said lightly."

He didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly swung his sword forward.

Seeing this, Zhao Liangfan immediately accepted it, but he was still slashed in the chest by this sword.

As soon as he stopped, Fan Chuan finally had a chance to breathe.

I saw Fan Chuan's figure flash, and he immediately pulled out the distance to a safe position.

He spat out a mouthful of blood directly at his feet.

"Brother Zhao, you are really ruthless."

"Haha! Otherwise, how can it be enjoyable? ”

Zhao Liangfan didn't say a word, and the Sun-Destroying Fist shot again.

This time, due to the distance, Fan Chuan was able to have time to prepare.

"I'd like to see if your Falling Sun Divine Fist can resist this move."

After that, all the aura in his body gathered on the sword.

"Sss

Lin Yu couldn't help but gasp when he saw this posture.

Although he hadn't made a move yet, he could see that the power of this sword would definitely not be inferior to the Ling Xiao Flying Sword.

"This Fan Chuan is so terrifying?"

At this time, Lin Yu inevitably felt a little worried about Zhao Liangfan.

Fan Chuan's strength is not simple.

"The final form of the Shattered Star Sword, flying thousands of miles!"

In an instant, the heavens and the earth shook, and an incomparably terrifying sword momentum rushed forward.

"Haha! Good! ”

The light in Zhao Liangfan's hand suddenly turned red and black.

"The third life of the Falling Sun God Fist, the Bully Fury Fist!"

The two clashed, and the spiritual power on the entire field became extremely chaotic.

The light generated by the move competition made everyone have to cover their eyes.

"It's horrible."

Although he couldn't see it directly, Lin Yu knew that the strength of these two people had reached an unimaginable level.

It wouldn't surprise him whoever wins.

I don't know how long it took for the competition between the two sides to end.

Lin Yu looked up and saw that both of them were standing in the void, neither of them had fallen, and no one had any intention of continuing to attack.

After a long time, Fan Chuan slowly put away his sword.

"It's me who loses."

Fan Chuan complained in distress.

"Brother Zhao, your Falling Sun Divine Fist is really powerful, and it actually made me almost exhausted my spiritual power."

"Haha!"

Zhao Liangfan smiled: "Actually, my spiritual power is almost exhausted. ”

"Really?" Fan Chuan said with a straight face: "I think you still have a lot of spiritual power, okay, this time I'm unlucky." ”

After speaking, Fan Chuan left the field.

Although he lost, there was no one present who did not admire him.

Who would consider him weakling?

He just ran into the more powerful Zhao Liangfan.

Zhao Liangfan came to Lin Yu's side as soon as he got off the scene.

"How?"

Lin Yu admired: "You are all very good, it can be regarded as an eye-opener for me." ”

"Haha, I'll go to the rest meeting first, and I'll come back when your competition starts."

"Okay."

After Zhao Liangfan left, Lin Yu continued to stay in the audience.

He has no plans to leave for a while.

Because there's a competition he wants to see next.

Soon, the competition will begin.

I saw an ice-blue shadow appear on the field, and the temperature of the audience seemed to have dropped a lot.

"Lan Wenxin."

Lin Yu stared at the stage.

At the time of the catastrophe, the Northern Regions was the place that lasted the longest.

Among them, the Ming Ice Palace plays the most critical role.

And this is closely related to Lan Wen's heart.

"I'd like to see what you're up to."

On the opposite side of Lan Wenxin's heart were players from the same high-class sect.

"Young Palace Master Lan."

As soon as he saw Lan Wenxin, he immediately blushed.

"In Xia Jilong, please advise."

Lan Wenxin didn't pay attention to him, but looked at him coldly.

At the moment when the two looked at each other, Ji Long felt as if he was passive, and coolness spread all over his body.

"What the hell is this?"

Facing Lan Wenxin, Ji Long didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, and immediately took out his weapon.

"The competition has officially begun!"

At the beginning, Ji Long's eyes were full of light, and he started with a hundred knives to slash at Lan Wen's heart.

Due to the high speed of the knife, the phantoms are all around.

But Lan Wenxin was extremely calm when she saw this.

She didn't use a weapon, just raised her hand and waved, and in an instant, the whole audience seemed to turn white.

"Huh?"

Lin Yu looked up at the sky and found that there was no change.