Invincible Bloodline

Chapter 644 Streak

Ring No. 36.

After the life and death of Zhao Wumiie who was slapped with a palm, Yang Fan looked indifferent, and directly stepped back from the ring, walking towards the rest area not far away, as if defeating Zhao Wumiie was like crushing an ant to death, insignificant, Not worth mentioning! ! !

But the truth is true, just a low-ranking quasi-emperor, for Yang Fan today, he is weaker than that newborn baby, and he can explode a lot with a wave of his hand! ! !

However, this scene fell into the eyes of the crowd of spectators, and they were simply frightened. In an instant, the sound of gasping for air continued one after another, and many warriors even burst into foul language.

"Fuck, shit, shit, what did I see, it was blown up, the top talent of the Holy Devil Bieyuan was blown up just like that!!!"

"One palm, just one palm! Hiss... so... so terrifying power of the flesh shell, it is simply a humanoid monster!!!"

"Wrong! I was all wrong. What this kid relies on is not the cultivation of true energy, but the power of the flesh shell that is comparable to a wild beast. It is very likely that it is the descendant of a certain divine beast, inheriting The power of the tyrannical blood of the beast!!!"

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Northeast high platform, VIP seats.

"Hiss...... Defeated... Defeated, Wu Mie lost just like that..." Mo Wuxie still finds it hard to accept. Wu Mie, however, was one of the most powerful youths in the Holy Devil's Bieyuan, four realms stronger than Yang Fan. How could they be defeated so easily?

Soon, a blush appeared on Mo Wuxie's face. Just now, he warned Dongfang Sheng to strictly control Yang Fan, so that he would not offend someone who shouldn't be offended, harm others or himself. Unexpectedly, he just blinked like that In a short time, Zhao Wumie was instantly killed by Yang Fan with a wave of his hand. This face slap is really unacceptable! ! !

Especially when he saw Dongfang Sheng's teasing eyes, Mo Wuxie wanted to find a hole in the ground and get in. This time, he was really ashamed to throw it at his grandma's house! ! !

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"I didn't expect that there would be a day when I was wrong. This little guy is interesting!!!" Elder Ye who was surrounded by the crowd narrowed his eyes and glanced at Yang Fan with interest. Like everyone else, In the past, he never paid too much attention to Yang Fan. He also thought that Dongfang Sheng was messing around. He even thought that after the Eighth Academy martial arts meeting, he would find an opportunity to beat Dongfang Sheng and let him know that the Eighth Academy martial arts meeting was not for other people The place of using power for personal gain did not expect to give him such a big surprise.

With the terrifying and brute force that Yang Fan just showed, it is enough to squeeze into the top 30 among the participating talents. The key point is that he obviously still has spare power. Only Hai Wuya and the other few peerless evildoers can stabilize one of them! ! !

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The arena battle is still going on, and those who can kill opponents in one move like Yang Fan are after all only a minority! ! !

Soon, Yang Fan's eyes fell on the No. 9 ring, and one of them was the problem that gave him some headaches and helplessness. The little senior sister Dongfang Xue, as the emperor's daughter, Dongfang Xue was trained by Dongfang Sheng. It is impossible to be so weak. It can be said that only under the three of Dugujue, the combat power is comparable to that of the upper quasi-emperor. In terms of talent alone, Dongfang Xue is even worse than the three of Dugujue. If it weren't for the fact that they were much younger than Dugujue and the others, the three giants of the true disciples would have to be replaced, and her opponent was just an ordinary arrogance from the Excalibur Bieyuan, who barely had the right to fight against the middle-ranked quasi-emperor. As soon as strength and power confronted each other, Dongfang Xue had the absolute upper hand, and victory was only a matter of time.

However, the situation of other people is not good. Compared with the other seven other courtyards, the strength of the Northern Wilderness Academy is a bit too weak. If there is no such freak as Yang Fan, the Eighth Academy will have a chance It is also at the bottom! ! !

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Soon, half an hour passed! ! !

The first round of the knockout round was gradually coming to an end, and most of the thirty contestants from Beihuang Bieyuan were directly eliminated. Only eight people successfully advanced. Even Qin Shuang, one of the three giants, Tianshuang boxing champion, was also eliminated and stopped. Outside of the top 120, Qin Shuang was also unlucky to meet Sima Xingkong, the son of the stars! ! !

In comparison, the Holy Demon Bieyuan is much better. Of the 30 contestants, 18 of them successfully advanced, which is more than twice the number of the Northern Wilderness Bieyuan! ! !

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Without giving the Tianjiao any time to rest, Elder Ye directly announced the start of the second knockout round.

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On stage seventy-two.

With a stern face, Bu Jingfan, who seemed to owe him a million spirit stones, looked at the young figure hundreds of meters away, and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying. Only eight people from the Northern Wilderness Hospital have been promoted. It's unlucky enough to fight each other in the same family, but it's still a freak like Yang Fan, God, are you trying to play my rhythm to death?

He wanted to admit defeat directly, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again. He really didn't want to just give up. Four thousand low-grade spirit crystals are enough to increase his chances of proving the emperor by half! ! !

"Huh......" Taking a deep breath, Bu Jingfan said with a serious face, "Junior Brother Yang, as long as you can accept my move, I will admit defeat, how about it?"

"Brother Bu, please advise!!!" Yang Fan stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please! ! !

"Junior Brother Yang, be careful!!!"

Bu Jingfan stepped forward with one step, the arrogance was overwhelming, and the ground under his feet was cracked inch by inch! ! !

"Boom...boom....boom...."

Every time he took a step, Bu Jingfan's aura became more domineering, his head soared to the sky, and a terrifying phantom between the virtual and the real emerged behind him, baring his teeth and claws, hideous and terrifying! ! !

"Demon God Wushuang!!!"

"Boom..."

The phantom of the demon god behind him suddenly merged into Bu Jingfan's body, and immediately Bu Jingfan's aura exploded wildly again, as if it would never be contained, Zhang Gao's body also began to rise at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in an instant, it disappeared He is a terrifying demon god with a height of several tens of feet. The flames of the demon are soaring to the sky, and the power of his whole body instantly rises in his body like a landslide and tsunami. The terrifying aura makes the void in all directions faintly distort! ! !

"Junior Brother Yang Fan, take a punch from me, Six Paths of Reincarnation!!!"

Bu Jingfan's voice was like a bronze bell, like the voice of a demon god, thunder rolling! ! !

"Boom..."

With one punch, the phantom of the six realms of reincarnation appeared out of thin air, as if it could ruin everything. The nine heavens and ten earths, the starry sky of the universe, and all spirits in the world will all fall into reincarnation, and they will live forever and never be reborn! ! !

"It's a six-way reincarnation boxing move. In the past six months, I'm afraid my senior brother will have some other adventures!!!" Yang Fan raised his mouth slightly, and nodded thoughtfully. If half a year ago, Bu Jingfan would have mastered it too. With this lore killing technique, Gongsun Jue, the king of killing swords, didn't need him to make a move at all. With this six-fold reincarnation punch alone, he could beat the crap out of Gongsun Jue! ! !

"But if you want to defeat me, it's 10,000 years too early!!!"

It's too late to say it! ! !

"Boom..."

Yang Fan also punched out, the terrifying and invincible power, like an epic, like a myth, wherever he passed, everything, the six realms of hell, were all swept away and shattered into scum! ! !

"Brother Bu, give in!!!"

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"Brother Dongfang, where did you find such a freak? With such brute strength, under the emperor, I am afraid that few people can resist his punch!!!" Mo Wuxie exclaimed, his voice There is a hint of envy in it, this kid is so old, he has such terrifying power, if he is given five hundred years, how far should he grow, the next martial arts championship, I am afraid that he will go to Beihuang College up.

"Old friend, where is this going? If I let you know Fan'er's true power, you have to be scared to the ground..." There was a laugh in my heart, but my mouth was modest, and said, " Old friend, the little guy is just a little brute force, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning......"

But what's going on with that high raised head! ! !

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"Elder Dongfang has taken in a good apprentice..." Sima Jingfeng not far away finally noticed Yang Fan, feeling a little apprehensive in his heart. Before he was twenty years old, he would crush the peak The power of the quasi-emperor, this talent, among the two hundred and forty participating talents, few people can match it, even the pride of their Shengyang Bieyuan - the son of Nine Suns, Yin Jiuyang, is at most in the middle of his brother, suddenly , there was a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes, "No, this kid can't stay. Otherwise, there will be endless troubles......"

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Time was like running water, another half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and the top sixty were finally born.

Most of the Northern Wilderness was killed again. Except for Yang Fan, only two people successfully advanced. They were Dongfang Xue and Dugujue who was the leader of the Big Three. Unlucky, I met Luochen, the tenth member of Xingchen Bieyuan, Tianxing son. This son is stronger than Dongfang Xue, but sometimes, having a good father is the key. People envied, envied and hated the wealthy style of play, several quasi-magic weapons were bombarded wildly, and Luo Chen had to bow his head and admit defeat! ! !

Local tyrants, especially female local tyrants like Dongfang Xue, are truly unaffected! ! !

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After a few breaths.

Elder Ye's cold voice once again swept across the entire arena, "All contestants prepare, the third round of knockout rounds will begin soon!!!"

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