Li Zijian's body burst out with a strong martial aura, and a cyan spiral was born under his feet, flying directly to the martial arts platform.

"The body of the Yellow Rank - Spiral Step!"

Many people looked surprised.

Spiral step, in the Yellow Rank martial arts, the cultivation is quite difficult.

But after cultivating successfully, you can allow yourself to gain twice the extreme speed, almost reaching the speed of the next realm.

And Yang Fan jumped up and jumped on the martial arts platform in an ordinary way, compared with the ghost body of the spiral step, he was much more forced.

"It's really a spicy chicken, it seems that the overall situation has been decided."

Above the tall building, Duan Ming's eyes were ruthless, and the corners of his mouth raised a smug arc.

"Phantom Moon Wolf Soul!"

At this time, Li Zijian on the martial arts platform suddenly shouted.

A cyan glow erupted from his muscular body, condensing a cyan wolf soul above his head.

The wolf soul was two meters long, with an extremely ferocious aura, and its scarlet eyes stared coldly at Yang Fan.

Phantom Moon Wolf, even among the two-star martial spirits, is relatively powerful and extremely ferocious.

"Li Zijian is stronger than before."

"It seems that there is only one step left to break through to the eighth level of martial arts, and this newcomer will definitely die."

The disciples around him were all looking at each other.

"I thought it was something, just a brute."

"Let me show you my martial spirit."

Yang Fan said lightly, sacrificing Long Aotian.

Swish!

With a pale golden glow, a small golden loach appeared above his head.

The appearance looks a little funny, and compared with the Phantom Moon Wolf Soul, it is even more of a gap between heaven and earth.

In an instant, many people burst out laughing.

"Poof!"

"Does this kid want to laugh at me and inherit my crystals?"

"The martial soul turned out to be a little loach, hahahaha......"

Many people are laughing.

"Isn't it?"

"Brother Yang, your martial soul ......"

The fat man Wu Shirong was a little confused.

"Little Loach ......"

Nan Mingli and Hu Fengqiu were also confused, and they had never seen a loach-like martial spirit.

"Sure enough, it's a spicy chicken."

"The martial soul is a little loach, and the one in the crotch is probably the same, right?"

"Do you still want to shoot Liu Yiyi with me?"

"Hehe, don't pee on yourself!"

Duan Ming, who was above the tall building, showed a mocking smile.

"A loach?"

"It's ridiculous!"

"Looks like you're ready to die!"

Li Zijian's eyes were as bright as electricity, exuding a cold killing intent.

"Lao Tzu is a dragon!"

"You ants, you dare to laugh at Uncle Long!"

"Want to taste the Super Invincible Dragon Cannon?"

Listening to everyone's laughter, Long Aotian was extremely unhappy.

"Turtle, little loach."

"You'd better accept the reality!"

The big iron rooster was obviously happy to see Long Aotian deflated.

"Hold the grass?"

"This little loach can even speak human language?"

"Although it's a one-star martial soul of garbage, it's a bit special!"

Many people were curious.

"Dog mongrel, take your little loaches and send me to hell!"

"Whirlwind Palm!"

"Kill!"

At this time, Li Zijian shouted loudly and burst out.

The martial qi in his body merged into his palms, forming a cyan cyclone that rolled up a strong whirlwind on the martial fighting platform.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the cyan wind whirlwind flew towards Yang Fan at an extremely fast speed, instantly cutting the air in front of him, making a sneering sound, which was terrifying.

"The palm technique of the upper grade of the yellow order - the whirlwind palm."

"This is a powerful palm technique that uses the power of the wind to attack, this newcomer is only a sixth-level martial artist, and it is estimated that he will lose his fertility instantly by this palm."

A lot of people shrugged.

The fat man Wu Shirong's face also had a look of worry, afraid that Yang Fan would be beaten into a first-class cripple.

Boom!

Ran goose, in an instant, a red aura suddenly flashed in the air.

"Eight Yang Fist!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded, and I saw that the power of the blazing flames condensed on Yang Fan's fist collided with the cyan cyclone.

The sharp cyan cyclone could not stop the fiery burning power at all, and it collapsed in an instant.

Da-da-da-da!

Li Zijian's body was also impacted, and he took a few steps back to stabilize his body, and the palms of his hands were even more scorched.

"How is that possible?"

At this moment, everyone's jaws fell to the ground.

Li Zijian was a seventh-level martial artist, but he was forced to retreat by Yang Fan, who was only a sixth-level martial artist!

"Damn it!"

"What the hell is going on?"

Li Zijian's face changed greatly, and surprise flashed in his cold eyes.

His strength was higher than Yang Fan's, but he didn't expect to fall into the disadvantage with the first blow.

"If I'm a spicy chicken, then what are you who was repelled by me?"

Yang Fan said with a smile.

Hearing this, Li Zijian's face was gloomy, and he couldn't wait to break Yang Fan's body into pieces.

"Dog mongrel, I don't know what kind of martial arts you used just now, but do you think you can defeat me with this kind of thing?"

"Lao Tzu will kill you today!"

"Soul Technique: Phantom Moon Wolf Claw!"

"It's a soul skill."

Many people looked solemn.

Soul skills are unique abilities of martial souls, and the stronger the martial soul, the stronger the soul skills.

Roar!

The Phantom Moon Wolf Soul covered Li Zijian's body, and a huge cyan claw shadow condensed on his palm, and with terrifying power, he grabbed Yang Fan fiercely.

"It's so strong!"

Yang Fan was also a little frightened.

"Get on your knees!"

"Eat me super invincible dragon cannon!"

Ran goose, at this time, Long Aotian's two little paws crossed his waist, straightened his lower body, and put on a posture of wanting to be sun.

Then, it opened its mouth, shook its head, and spewed saliva like a cannon machine, firing frantically at the flying cyan claw shadow.

Seeing this scene, many people couldn't help but laugh.

"What's going on with this martial spirit?"

"Is the soul technique spitting?"

"I'm afraid you don't want to laugh at me, hahahaha......"

Many people couldn't help but laugh again.

The fat man Wu Shirong also had a painful expression on his face, how could Yang Fan's martial soul be more strange than him.

"This is probably the most rubbish martial soul in history!"

"Looks like this battle is coming to an end."

Hu Fengqiu said lightly.

Ran goose, in the next moment, his pupils shrank, and he was taken aback.

Snort!

Long Aotian's saliva actually corroded the cyan claw shadow in an instant!

"What's going on?"

Li Zijian's expression changed greatly.

His Phantom Moon Wolf Soul is a two-star martial soul, and his soul skill is extremely powerful, but it was shattered by the saliva spit out of a garbage one-star martial soul?

Is this real?

"You can see Uncle Long's power!"

"Hey, hey, hey! Mole ant, tremble, Uncle Long has to you today! ”

Long Aotian smiled.

Yang Fan was also satisfied in his heart, Long Aotian really did not disappoint him.

"Eight Yang Fist!"

Yang Fan took advantage of the victory to pursue, using the power of the sun in his body.

Suddenly, a fiery aura condensed on his fist and turned into a big fireball.