Chapter 191: Shadow Imitation? (Subscription Requested)

"Very good! It looks like that arrogant boy is going to die at the hands of Yi Shengrong. ”

Under the ring, Dai Yangrong said coldly, because it was Yang Fan who made him lose face in front of Dai Yangyu, so he wanted Yang Fan to die.

And the rules of this contest are that there are no rules, and any method is allowed, including killing the opponent.

The competition for the crown prince is so cruel.

Yi Shengrong attacked quickly, and the spear in his hand stabbed quickly.

Boom!

The attack of the strong man in the early stage of the tribulation was very strong, Yang Fan didn't plan to cheat, he wanted to see how his combat power was under normal conditions.

Therefore, Yang Fan did not use his body, and directly took out the Blood Hidden Soul Snatcher Knife from the system space to block Yi Shengrong's attack.

"What a magic weapon!"

Both of them were shocked back, especially when they looked at the tone in Yang Fan's hand, their eyes were extremely red.

It's just that when Yi Shengrong looked at Yang Fan again, his pupils shrank even more.

"Mid-term !! of Merger"

Yi Shengrong's face was ugly, he was a big man in the tribulation period, but he was beaten equally by a kid in the middle of the merger.

"Haha, second brother, your people can't do it. The cultivation of the Tribulation Period was actually forced to retreat by one of my people in the middle of the merger, Second Brother, do you want to give me the position of the crown prince?"

Dai Yangrong's face was ugly, and he felt nauseous like eating a fly.

Whoosh!

Before Yang Fan and Yi Shengrong fought again, they only heard a few sounds, and three people were knocked away one after another, and when they looked at it, it was Dai Yangyu's person.

The three of them are all late stage cultivators, but in front of the strong people in the Tribulation Period, they have no power to parry at all.

And that's still in the case of nine to five.

Yang Fan looked at it, there was a person standing in place, and his strength was close to the middle of the tribulation, but it was not yet.

"Boy, do you dare to be distracted by fighting against me?"

Yi Shengrong found the opportunity and stabbed out with a shot, aiming directly at Yang Fan's head.

Boom!

The shot was fast, reaching at least five times the speed of sound. The spear pierces through the air, triggering a sonic boom that explodes out of thin air.

"Broken gun!"

Yang Fan was unhurried, and used the Dugu Nine Sword, the long knife hit the body of Yi Shengrong's spear, the position of the spear was offset, and then Yang Fan's toes touched the ground, the figure flew up, and the spear missed.

Then Yang Fan's feet were now at the tip of Yi Shengrong's spear, Ling Bo stepped slightly, and the Blood Hidden Soul Snatcher Knife in his hand slashed at Yi Shengrong.

"Good knife technique!"

Yi Shengrong was startled, retreated, and the spear in his hand kept stabbing out, and Yang Fan had no choice but to resist.

Yes!

There was a scream from the front, and a man who was only in the middle of the merger was slapped on the chest, vomited blood, fell to the ground, and fainted.

Click!

Another bone cracking sound came out, and the arm of the fourth prince Dai Feichi was broken and twisted at a strange angle.

Among the people to whom Dai Yangrong belonged, an old man had white hair and no weapons in his hands, but his hands were very thick, and his green tendons were bulging, thicker than ordinary people's thighs.

Ahhh

The arm was broken, and the monk dressed in black let out a terrible scream.

The strange old man pushed the other back, and turned to the severed arm, whose eyes were terrified.

"Spare your life!"

The Severed Arm Monk struggled violently to escape the clutches of the strange old man.

"Hehe, young man, don't be so afraid, since ancient times, no one has died, you will fulfill me. ”

With that, the strange old man grabbed the Severed-Arm Monk's other hand, and with another click, both of the Broken-Arm Monk's hands were broken alive.

"Don't worry, it's okay right away, bear with it. ”

The strange old man laughed, then turned his gaze to the legs of the Severed Arm Monk.

Seeing this, the Severed Arm Monk's face turned pale, and his eyes revealed endless fear.

Click!

The severed-arm monk's legs were all broken, and the bones pierced and the skin was exposed, and the scene was terrifying.

The Severed Arm Monk almost fainted in pain, but every time he was about to pass out, the strange old man would wake him up.

"Young man, you should thank me. You must know that I am an old man of the Tianshan Mountains who is known as the master of bone breaking, and I have been learning the Tianshan bone breaking hand for thousands of years. And I know a lot about human bones, don't you see? I break at joints, and I never break a whole bone from it. ”

"Okay, young man, can't stand this pain?"

The strange old man pinched the severed-arm monk's neck with both hands.

"Spare your life!"

The Severed Arm Monk guessed something, and his body struggled.

"Close your eyes, and the pain will soon pass. ”

With that, the strange old man's left hand struck hard at the tailbone of the Severed Arm Monk, and then pinched the Broken Arm Monk's neck and twisted it quickly.

Click!

The Severed-Arm Monk's eyes widened, his pupils dilated, and his breath faded quickly.

Shhh

The strange old man grabbed the head of the Severed Arm Monk and pulled it hard, and the Broken Arm Monk's head was actually pulled out along with his entire vertebrae, and a drop of blood splashed, and the scene was very disgusting.

"Gross!"

Many female monks vomited on the spot, and for a while the pungent and unpleasant smell spread throughout the ring.

Finally, someone couldn't stand the smell anymore, and with a wave of his hand, a gust of wind blew the smell away.

Quiet!

In this competition, someone finally died, and the person who died was still the person of the fourth prince Dai Feichi.

The corners of Dai Yangrong's mouth rose, and the smug look in his eyes when he looked at Dai Yangyu and Dai Feichi was silent.

"Come again!"

Yi Shengrong clenched the spear in both hands, and his palms were sweaty.

Just a few moves just now, Yi Shengrong knew that the person in front of him had strong sword skills.

"Boy, your knife skills are good, but you can't have powerful knife skills, do you dare to fight me with my bare hands. ”

Yi Shengrong put away his spear and said excitedly.

In his opinion, a strong man would not sneak attack, so Yi Shengrong put away his weapon with confidence.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that Yang Fan was not an ordinary person, nor was he a decent gentleman.

Sou!

A sword aura containing terrifying power. Attack Yi Shengrong at great speed.

"You!"

Due to the sudden attack, Yi Shengrong barely dodged, and a deep wound appeared in Yi Shengrong's abdomen.

"Despicable!"

It's just that before he could continue, Yang Fan was already close and slashed down with the Blood Hidden Soul Snatcher.

Yi Shengrong quickly went to dodge, embarrassed.

"Bastard thing, don't push me. ”

Yi Shengrong drank violently, his hands quickly pinched the magic technique, and several transparent wind blades blew towards Yang Fan's vital point.

Boom!

Yang Fan easily blocked it with a long knife and killed Yi Shengrong again.

It's just that at this moment, Yi Shengrong showed a weird smile.

"You've been fooled. ”

Suddenly, Yang Fan's body stopped uncontrollably, and when he looked down, a strange black shadow on the ground stretched from under Yi Shengrong's shadow to Yang Fan's shadow.

"It's ?!!"

Yang Fan was surprised, because this was very similar to the secret technique of the Nara clan in the Hokage. It's just that the only difference is that Yi Shengrong's weird trick can only imprison Yang Fan, not control it at the same time.

Da-da-da-da!

Yi Shengrong came to Yang Fan, the spear in his hand appeared, smiling, and proud.