Chapter 21: Spicy Chicken

"This time, Sun Wukong wins!"

Elder Fan stood up and shouted at this time.

"It's too much of a bully, and we can't let him win anymore. Big brother, come on. ”

"Yes, the senior brother will definitely be able to beat him to the ground. ”

"Why bother the senior brother with this kind of strength, ten moves, no, five moves can beat him to death. ”

An unruly young man stood up and looked at Yang Fan with disdain.

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Xiao Yi to be unaccustomed to this arrogant guy. ”

"That's right. Speaking of which, the eldest brother is in the infantile stage, if compared with that guy, it is indeed a big bully. ”

"Then, in the third competition, Sun Wukong fought against Xiao Yi. Begin. ”

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Yi disappeared in an instant, and Yang Fan was the only one on the field at this time.

After about five seconds, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind Yang Fan, and a pitch-black dagger stabbed towards Yang Fan's heart.

"Be careful. ”

Elder Fan couldn't help but remind Yang Fan.

"It worked. ”

A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Yi's mouth, and the force of the dagger stabbing at Yang Fan increased a few points.

The dagger pierced Yang Fan's back of the heart accurately, but what was surprising was that the blood did not flow out, but the dagger penetrated Yang Fan's body without hindrance.

"What's going on?"

"Is he a ghost? There is no substance. ”

The inner disciples of the Divine Sword Sect were very puzzled.

"Huh?"

Sitting on the distant viewing platform, the high-level doors of the Divine Sword Gate frowned slightly, and they couldn't see what was going on.

Only the old head Jian Thirteen thought about it slightly, and then suddenly realized that he valued Yang Fan even more in his heart.

"The writing wheel eye with soil is really easy to use, and it is worthy of being an artifact for dodging and escaping. I just don't know if I can still use the space if these cultivators block it. ”

Xiao Yi was taken aback, and when he saw that the blow could not be achieved, he immediately retreated, and his figure disappeared again.

In fact, as early as when Xiao Yi first disappeared, Yang Fan clearly saw how he disappeared and how he lurked close to him, but Yang Fan pretended not to notice it. Everything he did was just to show himself to the top.

"Hum!" The space shook, and a black shadow appeared in front of Yang Fan, forcing towards him.

"Hehe, clumsy disguise. Yang Fan shook his head, turned his back to the black shadow, and then quickly punched forward.

"Bang!" A figure was hit by Yang Fan and flew out of the ring like a cannonball.

At this time, the black shadow behind Yang Fan gradually dissipated, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be just a clone created by a secret method, although it was the same as the ontological aura, it did not have the slightest combat power, and the only role was just to attract attention.

"What ?!!"

Xiao Yi was taken aback, twisted his body in the air, and forcibly leaked the force of Yang Fan's hit on him. Even if he was like this, he was still beaten back dozens of meters, his throat snorted, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Senior Brother Xiao Yi was actually discovered. How is this possible?"

Everyone's eyes widened, and they really couldn't figure out how Yang Fan found out.

"I'm not going to lose. You've shown me how I've trampled you under my feet step by step. ”

Xiao Yi quickly pinched the magic technique with both hands, and one after another lightning thunder dragons quickly attacked Yang Fan with the momentum of ten thousand army pressing the formation, and on the way, several thunder dragons formed a battle formation, blocking the space where Yang Fan might hide.

However, when Xiao Yi finished his performance and looked at Yang Fan, his pupils shrank slightly, "How is it possible! How can you be my Xiao family's unique secret method?"

It turned out that when Yang Fan saw Xiao Yi performing the magic trick, he used the writing wheel eye to perfectly copy the characteristics of ninjutsu, and used the true yuan power to learn Xiao Yi's magic trick. As a result, copying and pasting on a computer is as easy as copying and pasting on a computer.

"Boom!"

The thunder dragon released by Yang Fan came first, and the two thunder dragons collided together, emitting a violent sound and dazzling flash.

However, what was surprising was that the thunder dragon sent out by Yang Fan actually had the strength to rush towards Xiao Yi, although his body was much thinner, if he was hit, he still couldn't please him.

"Damn bastard, dare to steal my Xiao family's secret arts, and wait for my Xiao family's revenge. ”

Xiao Yi broke free from the thunder dragon's attack in embarrassment and roared viciously at Yang Fan.

"Silly fork, you obviously taught me, and you said that I learned secretly. ”

Shrugging his shoulders, Yang Fan walked towards Xiao Yi, "You are all acting in front of me openly, if I don't learn, won't it give you face." ”

"What? What does that guy mean that Senior Brother Xiao Yi has performed the secret technique of not passing on once, and he has learned it on the spot? And it was only a few breaths apart. ”

"Impossible!" Hearing the other people's discussions, Xiao Yi's face turned red, and his heart burned with anger.

"How could you learn in such a short time, you must have learned it secretly before. ”

"People laugh at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it. ”

"I learned it after watching it once, and I can only say that I am extremely talented. It's not that I said, your family's secret art is really simple. I can even use other attributes to cast this thunder attribute spell. ”

After that, four figures appeared out of thin air around Yang Fan. The five of them used different attribute true yuan power to perform that set of spells at the same time.

"Roaring !!" In an instant, dozens of five-clawed dragons of different colors hovered over the ring, with different forms and majestic eyes. His eyes looked directly at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi's heart trembled, feeling that the breath of death had enveloped him, as long as he was motionless, the uneasiness in his heart would come true.

"I... I throw in the towel!"

Poof!

Xiao Yi knelt on his knees and made a sound of kneeling, how harsh it was at this time.

In the third game, Sun Wukong won. ”

Elder Fan shouted excitedly.

"Who else?"

Yang Fan looked at the audience, and those inner disciples who were scanned by Yang Fan lowered their noble heads one after another.

"Senior brother, come on, you can't let him win anymore. ”

"Senior brother, don't let him go. ”

So, at the recommendation of all the inner disciples, a young man appeared in the field.

This person's skin is white, and his handsome face is even more white and red, and his every move makes those female disciples of the Divine Sword Sect crazy. Although the man was handsome, his skin was too white, and coupled with his neutral face, sometimes Yang Fan felt that this person was not a woman pretending, or a sissy. Just like some of the male stars in the country of sticks.

"In Shimoda Chaoyang, I know a little bit about martial arts, illusions, and formations, not only what you want to compare. ”

Tian Chaoyang stared at Yang Fan indifferently, but there was a murderous intent hidden in his indifferent gaze. Because Tian Chaoyang likes Qiong Yao, this matter has long been spread in the Divine Sword Gate. As soon as Yang Fan came, he made Qiong Yao like that, even a man couldn't bear it.

"Take your pick. Yang Fan's eyes narrowed, and he saw his killing intent towards himself from Tian Chaoyang's eyes.

"It's too unconventional to use weapons and techniques, it's better to use this way, you and I can only fight with fists and feet, compare whose fighting skills are stronger, how about it?"

Tian Chaoyang stared at Yang Fan deadly, for fear that he would not be willing.

"Good. ”

Yang Fan sneered in his heart.

Thought.

I have a hundred kinds of martial arts to knock you down, and you dare to compete with the earthlings in hand-to-hand combat.