Zhang Fan's palm contained extremely terrifying power, and it attacked Sun Wukong out of thin air. The distance of the release of spiritual power was almost four or five zhang away, far exceeding the strongest distance of the Gathering Spirit Realm, spanning half of the battle platform!

And the speed is so fast that Sun Wukong is not allowed to dodge at all.

Sun Wukong only retreated with a burst of body, and when he retreated, he almost retreated to the light curtain on the edge of the battle platform before he escaped Zhang Fan's attack!

In this battle, there is no rule that if you drop the battle platform, you will lose.

In addition to admitting defeat, it is defeat, or even death!

But whether it is Sun Wukong or Zhang Fan, they are both arrogant people, how can they admit defeat?

Sun Wukong's expression was solemn, Zhang Fan's strength was too strong, he didn't dare to touch it easily.

"Hahahaha!" Zhang Fan laughed wildly when he saw this, took out his heavy sword, trembled, and ran towards Sun Wukong.

A distance of a few zhang almost swept by, and Zhang Fan's heavy sword slashed towards Sun Wukong with an amazing sword aura.

Sun Wukong frowned, this Zhang Fan's speed was much faster than before, and the sword aura of the forest covered all of Sun Wukong's retreats.

Sun Wukong knew that there was no chance to dodge, so he swept his spear and faced Zhang Fan's heavy sword.

'When'

With a loud bang, Sun Wukong was shocked by the huge force on the heavy sword and his body exploded, hitting the light curtain on the edge of the battle platform, causing the light curtain to stir.

Sun Wukong, who was standing still, looked up at Zhang Fan, and used his spiritual power to smooth out the soreness of the gun-wielding arm and the tumbling blood in his body!

The elders of the Loyal Daoist Sect frowned, and Sun Wukong did not take the pill given by Bai Ming.

How to fight this battle?

Jiang Lao and the others looked proud, Sun Wukong was so conceited, but he fulfilled them!

"Vulnerable!" Zhang Fan stared at Sun Wukong, with an arrogant sneer in his mouth, his figure jumped up, and the heavy sword in his hand swung out again, slashing into the air.

The elixir brought great power to Zhang Fan, and now, he didn't even bother to use his martial arts!

This time, Sun Wukong's body trembled, avoiding Zhang Fan's sword, but his whole body was scraped by the sword qi and he was in pain.

Zhang Fan chased after him and laughed wildly: "Sun Wukong, aren't you ready to fight me head-on? Come on, what are you going to run?"

Sun Wukong's expression was solemn and he didn't pay attention to Zhang Fan's provocation. His figure flashed again and again, avoiding Zhang Fan's attacks again and again. I secretly said in my heart, Zhang Fan's current strength is not something I can fight head-on, and I can't fight in close combat!

As soon as he thought of this, Sun Wukong's figure jumped and stopped three feet in front of Zhang Fan!

Although his strength is not as good as Zhang Fan's, Sun Wukong still has a great advantage in body speed!

Zhang Fan chased after him, but before he could get close, Sun Wukong's eyes burst out with several bursts of energy, attacking Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan's sword momentum changed, blocking a few strengths, and his speed was also slowing down, and Sun Wukong had already escaped!

At this moment, Sun Wukong is ready to deal with Zhang Fan with a guerrilla battle.

He believes that there is always a time limit for using pills to increase strength in the short term, and now Zhang Fan, even if Sun Wukong uses the power of the magic pattern and even the earth evil stick method, he does not have the confidence to kill him.

Therefore, Sun Wukong's plan is to retain his spiritual power, and when Zhang Fan is exhausted, he will give him a fatal blow!

Sun Wukong's figure kept flashing, always a few feet away from Zhang Fan, and his eyes were constantly attacking, causing Zhang Fan a lot of trouble, and it was difficult to get close at all.

Bai Ming always had a detached face, obviously not caring about the fact that Sun Wukong did not take the pill.

He believes that Sun Wukong is not a reckless person and must have his own ideas.

Zhang Fan, who had been worn out a lot of patience, shouted angrily, "Sun Wukong, you coward, you kind of fight with me!"

Sun Wukong had a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: "The so-called coquettish son, is it to rely on external forces to fill your confidence? It's really ridiculous that you are still complacent there!"

He has always remained the same, and he has completely turned a deaf ear to Zhang Fan's provocation.

As long as he held on for half an hour, he won.

"So what?" Zhang Fan said frantically: "As long as I can kill you, I will be the first, and the road to the future will be soaring!"

Sun Wukong was silent, Zhang Fan's words are indeed the truth!

Only, the winner is king!

The two of you chase after me, and each other is helpless!

Although everyone in the martial arts arena couldn't hear the sound in the light curtain, they could see their every move.

Sun Wukong, Jing was suppressed by Zhang Fan and didn't dare to get close!

They only thought that Zhang Fan had used secret techniques.

At the Dharma Elder Table, Zhong He looked impatient, and said to Jiang Lao: "Jiang Lao, the time to borrow the Dan is limited, and Sun Wukong has endless means, can't it go on like this?"

Jiang Lao nodded, his eyes flickered with coldness, and his right hand waved lightly, as if he was making a gesture.

On the battle platform, Sun Wukong, who was in a flashing body, suddenly felt that the spiritual power in his body was stagnant, and it became extremely difficult to operate.

'What's going on?'

Sun Wukong was shocked, and gradually, Jing found that his whole body became stiff and weak, and began to be uncontrollable!

Sun Wukong looked at the battle platform angrily, he knew that the only person who could do something to him was Jiang Laoyi!

Everyone in the martial arts arena was confused when they saw this scene!

"Brother Wukong, what's wrong?"

Tang Xiaoxiao stared at the battle platform and asked worriedly.

"I don't know, I'm afraid it's dangerous!" Yue Shan frowned worriedly, and his fists clenched hard.

Wo Huairen and Yan Qianqian didn't speak, but their eyes kept staring at the battle platform, and their eyes were full of worry.

The elders of the Loyal Dao Sect also changed their faces greatly, and they all glared at Jiang Lao and the others!

Bai Ming glared at Jiang Lao and asked angrily, "Jiang Tian, what did you do to my disciples?"

Jiang Lao's name is Jiang Tian, and when he saw his innocent hands, he sneered and asked, "You ask the old man, who is the old man asking?"

Bai Ming was dressed in white and had no wind automatically, and his breath was rolling: "You despicable villain!"

Jiang Tian and the others did not respond, and they did not pay attention to the white name.

The Dragon Descending Daoist also swept his eyebrows towards Jiang Tian, and said coldly: "Jiang Tian, do you fight like this without using external force? With your shameless behavior, what qualifications do you have to get involved in the Heavenly Pavilion?"

Jiang Tian's face was pale, but he still said: "Descend the dragon, you have to talk about evidence, and Hugh will spew blood!"

"Be quiet, as an elder of the Daomen Academy, what kind of noisy and noisy person is?" an old man with white hair suddenly said.

The old man was obviously respected, and as soon as he spoke up, Jiang Tian immediately shut up.

Descending Dragon said: "But ・・・・・"

The old man waved his hand, looked at the battle platform, and said, "Okay, since you have chosen them, everything depends on the means of the two of them!"

The old man was obviously a neutral man, and he was indifferent to the scene on the battlefield.

The white name of the dragon descending did not say anything again, but just looked at the battle platform worriedly, with a look of unwillingness!

Jiang Lao and the others looked even more proud, as if they had won the battle.

Sun Wukong's body was restrained, and although Zhang Fan, who was not disturbed, did not know the reason, he also seized the opportunity to approach Sun Wukong instantly, kicked Sun Wukong away, hit the light curtain, and fell to the ground.

After falling to the ground, Sun Wukong spit out a mouthful of thick blood, only to feel that his body was about to fall apart.

"Sun Wukong, I didn't expect you to be so vulnerable, aren't you crazy? Get up and fight me?" Zhang Fan stepped on Sun Wukong's chest and asked arrogantly.

Sun Wukong kept struggling, and said with an angry smile in his mouth: "If they hadn't done something to me, do you think you could hit me with your ability?"

Zhang Fan was stunned, and glanced at Jiang Lao and his cadres on the Dharma Elder Seat through the light curtain, and then he understood why the Taoist disciple said that Jiang Lao and they had their own arrangements!

Bai Ming's face was worried, and his eyes were full of self-blame.

At the corner of the martial arts arena, Caixia's pretty face was cold, looking at Jiang Lao and his cadres on the Dharma Granting Elder Seat, her beautiful eyes flashed with murderous intent!

"Haha, so what, no matter what, you will die today, my Zhang Fan's road, you Sun Wukong, can't stop it!" Zhang Fan laughed loudly, and his feet were hard and strong.

Sun Wukong only felt the pain of being trampled on to the bone marrow, and looked at Bai Ming, Yue Shan and others.

Bai Ming's self-blame and loss, Yue Shan's worries, and Jiang Lao Tang's pride all pierced Sun Wukong's heart like a needle.

"You Monkey King, you will always be only worthy of being trampled by me like an ant. But it's a pity that there will be no chance in the future, alas!" Zhang Fan pretended to be sad, and his posture was very rampant.

Along the way, Sun Wukong has left a deep shadow in his heart, and now, why can't he trample on it well?

"Ah・・・・・・h

Sun Wukong roared angrily in his mouth, and the spiritual power that was controlled all over his body suddenly burst out, shaking Zhang Fan away.

In the disbelieving sight of Jiang Lao and Zhang Fan, Sun Wukong stood up, waved the spear in his hand quickly, and several lines shot out from the body of the spear and landed on the battle platform, forming a curtain of light, isolating Zhang Fan.

After doing everything, Sun Wukong still fell to the ground with all his strength.

Jiang Lao and his people breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this, Sun Wukong, he was just dying.

Zhang Fanjun's face was cold, and the heavy sword in his hand slashed out, causing the light curtain to vibrate, but it still did not break through!

But his heavy sword kept slashing, and the light curtain trembled, looking precarious, as if it would shatter at any moment.

Sun Wukong, lying on the battle platform, motionless.

The white-named elders, and even the Yue Shan cadres, were all heartbroken.

The elders of the Loyal Daoist sect looked disappointed.

The rules of this battle, if Sun Wukong doesn't admit defeat, no one can help him.

But Sun Wukong, how could he admit defeat?

No one noticed that countless spiritual energy around him condensed in the sky above the battle platform, and then poured into Sun Wukong's body through the blocking of the light curtain.

'Jump'

'Poof'

After Zhang Fan slashed out more than a dozen swords, the light curtain shattered, and he slowly walked towards Sun Wukong.

"Sun Wukong, let's hit the road!"

Zhang Fan's heavy sword sword qi rolled, slowly lifted, and slashed towards Sun Wukong.

Yue Shan and the others turned their eyes and didn't dare to look at it again!

Bai Ming's eyes are full of heartache!

Jiang Lao and the others were smiling, this sword went down, the victory and defeat have been divided, and the road to the Heavenly Pavilion has been decided!

'Bouncing'

The battle platform cracked, raising sawdust.

Bai Ming dispersed the formation, and his figure ran towards the battle platform.

But when the dust settled, everyone looked at it and found that there was no Monkey King, and even the entire platform, there was no figure of him!

Looking at this scene, Bai Ming's figure was stunned, and a glimmer of hope was born in his heart, and he immediately fell into the crowd.

Zhang Fan was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly looked around.

"I said, you Zhang Fan, can't stand my way!"

The indifferent voice, full of the grand anger and killing intent, resounded through the battle platform!

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