In the distance, the people in the Qin Zun Group looked at Ling Fan from afar.

Tian Ya asked Yi Xiaohuan a little nervously, and said, "Sister Xiaohuan, is Ling Fan really good, do you know what level he is now?"

Yi Xiaohuan's eyes were very calm, she looked at the figure, her eyes were full of trust.

"Since he will choose to play, he must be sure. ”

The bald head kept babbling in the crowd, and said loudly: "Haha, our big brother of the Qinzun Group is back, you guys are optimistic about his next performance, I am sure to surprise you." ”

Fat Bo kept nodding on the side, yes, yes, yes.

Si Yuning smiled, he only wanted to see Ling Fan's battle, and the others, even the two who controlled the realm, would find it difficult to attract her attention.

Ling Fan got Dong Shiren's approval, and he walked towards the middle of the field, and his steps were full of spirit.

Although everyone questioned it in their hearts, when Ling Fan could wrestle with Tianxuanzi without losing, they also had an expectation in their hearts.

Qing Changshan's side of the battle was a mediocre-looking young man, about twenty-four or five years old, with half-length hair and a sword in his hand.

Ling Fan stood in the middle of the field and said loudly, "Ling Fan." ”

The sword-wielding young man said half-lukewarmly: "Lang Mountain." ”

Lang Shanluan was explained when he went out to fight, and he had to attack fiercely as soon as he came up, and use the most powerful tricks to deal with Ling Fan directly, trying to see Ling Fan's bottom line clearly, and winning the best, even if he lost, he had to force the other party to use some hole cards.

The duel had begun, and neither of them moved, quietly confronting each other.

Ling Fan put one hand behind his back, his eyes were like bright lights looking at the other party, without the slightest slackness, although he did not use any weapons, it did not mean that he despised the other party.

Lang Shanluan waited for a long time, and when he saw that the other party did not move, he said: "I know that you have a peerless divine weapon, if you don't use it now, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to draw your sword again." ”

Cangchangchang.

After saying that, Lang Shanluan pulled out the sword in his hand and pointed it at Ling Fan from afar, the cold blade reflected the sun, and the light was dazzling.

"I don't need you to worry about my business, just mind your own business. I made a shot, but it was not serious. ”

Ling Fan said lightly.

Lang Shanluan's eyes were fierce, and he roared angrily: "Look for death!"

When the sound fell, his people also moved, turning into a streamer of light and rushing towards Ling Fan.

"Hehe, come on, I'm begging for death!"

Ling Fan stood still and didn't move, but his eyes became brighter, as if he could see everything in the world.

His words made the students of the Mythology Palace feel particularly domineering, but in the eyes of Qing Changshan and the others, they were a little dazzling.

Ling Fan didn't move, but the spiritual power cyclone in his body or the energy conductor in his physical body had already begun to function.

In an instant, Lang Shanluan's long sword had already been killed, and the three-foot Qingfeng turned into a little cold with the power of Wan Jun, and went straight to Ling Fan's face.

Lang Shanluan's movements were not unpleasant, and among all the people on the side of the Mythology Palace, only Ling Fan and Dong Shiren could really see each other's movements clearly.

If it were to be another Guiding Energy Realm, it might only be judged based on the collision of experience and qi, but in Ling Fan's eyes, Lang Shanluan's movements were not fast enough that he couldn't catch them.

Bite!

Ling Fan pinched his fingers and steadily defused Lang Shanluan's offensive, and the sword between his two fingers could no longer break through in the slightest, and was held deadly.

Circles of qi slowly rolled out from the point of contact between the two, pushing the sand away.

Wow!

Countless people were excited about Ling Fan's hand.

"It seems that Ling Fan is still the same Ling Fan, although he has not appeared, his strength has grown steadily!"

"Who said it wasn't, he was able to defeat the Channeling Energy Realm in the Transformation Realm, and now that he has become the Channeling Energy Realm, how can the other party's Channeling Realm win!"

"A group of cunning guys used stratagems to force the dragon team away, but they didn't expect that there would be a strong person in the Guiding Energy Realm, haha, they deserve it!"

Everyone was talking, and the atmosphere was instantly mobilized, and many people howled and drooled.

Lang Shanluan's figure paused in the air, maintaining the posture of stabbing out the sword, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move an inch further.

The moment he and Ling Fan looked at each other, there was inexplicable panic in their eyes, but they calmed down instantly.

I saw Lang Shanluan's footsteps a little, the light surging all over his body, the energy between heaven and earth was sucked into his body, his strength soared, and the force of stabbing forward became pulled out, from front to back.

Ling Fan let go of his finger and asked the other party to take the long sword away.

It stands to reason that Lang Shanluan would have already lost, because Ling Fan didn't make any movement with his other hand and feet except for stretching out his fingers to hold the opponent's sword, just looking at the other party quietly.

If he made a move in the gap just now, it would be difficult for Lang Shanluan to have a chance to take precautions.

But Ling Fan didn't do this, he needed to hit the other party's morale hard.

Lang Shanluan jumped into the distance, and there was unprecedented solemnity in his eyes.

Qing Changshan and the others didn't say a word, they were all seriously watching the duel in the field, and they also had a dignified look, and they found that this person was not easy to deal with.

Ling Fan rubbed the fingers that held the sword between them, and said to Lang Shanluan: "Your strength is much smaller than I thought, even if you are given the opportunity to draw the sword, you don't seem to be able to hurt me." ”

Ling Fan replied to the other party what he had just said, and he still went too far, which immediately made Lang Shanluan's face hot.

"Hmph, rampant fool. ”

Lang Shanluan's heart was horizontal, and under the surge of energy, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and he spit on the sword in his hand accurately.

The sword drank blood and let out bursts of sword sounds, as if it had obtained some kind of satisfaction.

Lang Shanluan held the sword in his right hand, and danced in his left hand, brewing some kind of sharp tricks.

The energy between heaven and earth turned into a Dao airflow, slowly surging towards the long sword in Lang Shanluan's hand, the momentum was huge, and the weather was amazing.

Ling Fan pursed his lips, looked at Lang Shanluan, who seemed to be a great god, and said softly: "The spell casting time is too long!"

Before the words fell, Ling Fan had already rushed out, and the light under his feet flashed, leaving only an afterimage, and the person had already rushed to the front of Lang Mountain.

"Be careful!"

"Come back!"

Qing Changshan and the drunkard shouted at the same time, but it was too late at the moment.

I saw Ling Fan's right arm wave, and a bundle of energy in the air was rushing towards Lang Mountain, and a white tiger phantom suddenly appeared on his fist.

Roar!

A tiger roar shook the sky, and Ling Fan raised his fist towards Lang Shanluan's chest.

In fact, it wasn't that Lang Shanluan was too slow, but that Ling Fan was too fast, and his speed was far from being comparable to that of the evolutionary of the Channeling Energy Realm.

The refining of the body realm is not trivial, not to mention that Ling Fan has reached the maximum level of each realm, coupled with the boost of 100,000 conductors, even if his speed is in the control realm, it can only be vaguely captured.

Lang Shanluan was terrified, although his hole card needed a little time to cast spells, but he also practiced day and night, and he was already very proficient, and he had suppressed the speed to an extremely fast level, and he used to use it against the enemy at all to be interfered with at all.

But this time it was different, the enemy he faced was so fierce that he didn't have enough time to cast his spell.

(End of chapter)