My Poised and Elegant Seven Sisters

Only Wu Lingjun and Feng Yuanhua remained.

The two of them didn't seem to have any intention of leaving. Of course, Feng Yuanhua didn't say that, Wu Lingjun, this guy, Ye Fan, still had to fight a dozen times.

At least you have to grab the Holy King Order of the ancient Holy Martial Sect.

"coward."

Wu Lingjun snorted coldly, dissatisfied with Prince Yinming and Yi Yan, then looked at Feng Yuanhua and said, "Brother Feng, it seems that we are going to fight side by side."

Feng Yuanhua smiled and said, "The reason why I continue to fight is to see what else Ye Fan can do. I don't want the grudge between you and Ye Fan."

Wu Lingjun was expressionless.

"let's start."

Feng Yuanhua made a sound of harmony, and the divine body of the stars erupted again, gathering more power of the stars than before.

This is because.

At the foot of Feng Yuanhua, a strange and complex splendid pattern appeared, like a formation.

It should have the effect of pulling the power of the stars.

The surging power of the stars condensed, and part of it was attached to the appearance of Feng Yuanhua and turned into armor; part of it was condensed into a long spear.

Substantiation in general.

Feng Yuanhua held a long spear, majestic and majestic, and Yukong came to kill.

"Good come."

Ye Fan laughed, and the Qi Tian stick smashed out.

boom!

The star spear and the Qi Tian stick collided, and they were evenly matched, which was remarkable.

the other side.

Wu Lingjun also moved.

He was singing something, and the divine power hanging down from the Heavenly Book of Conferred Gods wrapped it up.

"Fengshen, Mighty King God."

Wu Lingjun burst into drink.

In a trance, he seems to have become the ancient **** of great power, possessing boundless stalwart power.

Self-appointment of gods, this is the method of the Heavenly Book of Appointment of Gods.

Qi Baixian once said this.

Ye Fan was not surprised.

"Fengshen, Titan Giant Spirit God!"

Wu Lingjun roared again.

This time, the addition is defense.

The so-called Titan God is said to be the creature of the Titan race in ancient times.

Titans, this is a terrible race.

Every Titan is a natural warrior, however, due to its scarcity, it does not rank among the top ten most powerful races.

The defense of the Titan creatures is impeccable.

Wu Ling was blessed by two divine powers, possessing extreme defense and extreme strength, which really shocked the audience.

"What kind of magic soldier is that!"

"It's terrifying!"

The powerhouses of the major forces were in shock.

Taisu Zhenren's face was dull, but his heart was very turbulent. He had long been eyeing this magic soldier of Wu Lingjun, because it was a magic soldier that could open up a barrier and leave Xianshan.

How can you not covet.

It's just that he never made a move, and instead accepted Wu Ling as a disciple, because he was worried that if he made a rash move, there would be a change.

Over the past few years, finally, at this moment, Master Taisu saw the effect of this magic soldier.

Self-appointment is really incredible.

If he has it, it will present the strongest person in the Xianshan world.

Taisu's heart is hot.

But he knew that at this moment, Wu Lingjun will show the list of conferred gods, and it will also attract the coveted by other powerhouses such as the Big Dipper leader.

This is a hassle.

Just when Taisu Zhenren was thinking about it, some changes appeared on the battlefield.

only see.

Ye Fan said loudly: "Wu Lingjun, the method of self-appointment of gods from the heavenly book is really powerful, but I also have this method."

"What did you say?"

Wu Lingjun was surprised, and immediately sneered: "You have it too? Just kidding. The Book of Heaven is the only one."

Ye Fan said: "Then take a look."

"Grand Summoning!"

"Please come to the Titans!"

"boom!"

In the dark, a divine power descended from the sky and blessed Ye Fan, making Ye Fan also have a terrible defensive power.

This scene changed Wu Ling's color.

"Grand Summoning!"

"Invite the ancient **** of great power to come!"

"Wow!"

Another divine blessing.

Ye Fan and Wu Ling are the same, with the same extreme strength and extreme defense.

The two sides competed against each other.

Seeing this, Feng Yuanhua was dumbfounded.

How does this special girl play!

"I'll take a look."

At this moment, Feng Yuanhua calmed down, withdrew, came to the throne of Tianjiao, and watched the battle like Yi Yan.

The audience was shocked.

Ye Fan's grand summoning technique amazed all the spectators present.

The creatures in the world of Xianshan do not know the avenues and magical powers. How can they not be shocked when they see it for the first time.

"Grand Summoning!"

"Grand Summoning!"

Some powerhouses muttered to themselves, their eyes burning, and felt that Ye Fan was going against the sky.

This magical power is simply a cheating device.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Wu Lingjun, look, how is it?"

Wu Lingjun gritted his teeth.

"Ye Fan, you are despicable and shameless, and you are actually stronger than the inheritance of the ancient gods."

"No, no, not only from the ancient times, but also from the seventy-two sects of the ancient times. I have already won sixty-one. I even got the Holy King Ling of Tianzong in Lan Yutian's hands."

"what!"

Wu Lingjun's face changed greatly.

Sixty-one of the seventy-two cases were won by Ye Fan, which is too perverted.

What is Ye Fan doing?

One person conspired to seize all the inheritances of the seventy-two ancient sects.

wild ambition!

Wolf ambition!

"Ye Fan, the Great Summoning Technique is still not as good as my list of conferred gods, your divine power is not good."

"kill!"

Wu Ling was not convinced.

He took the lead and charged fiercely.

Ye Fan also rushed out.

Bang!

The two looked at each other like two cows, the most brutal collision.

once, twice...

a hundred times...

a thousand times...

10,000 times…

100,000 times…

The two of them seemed to be unconvinced by each other, both of them were riveting, and they didn't use the supernatural powers.

The spectators were horrified.

Scalp tingling.

Even those powerful people clicked their tongues, sucked in cold air, and secretly admired them.

Ye Fan and Wu Lingjun collided with blood dripping from their bodies.

But a few happy.

"puff!"

In the end, Wu Lingjun fell.

no way.

Although he was blessed with the same divine power, his Martial God Physique was not as good as Ye Fan's level 55 Celestial Hegemonic Physique at the moment.

so.

Still invincible in the end.

Wu Lingjun was lying on the ground, as if he had no strength in his body, and he was too lazy to move his fingers.

But he knew he couldn't sit still.

With the help of Fengshenbang, he got up, hunched his waist, and stared at Ye Fan.

Very unwilling!

"call."

Ye Fan's injuries were not light, and he was extremely tired. He vomited blood and his voice became hoarse: "You are defeated."

"I want the Holy King's decree of Shengwuzong, as long as this, I will not grab the rest."

"If you don't agree, you can only continue to fight!"

Ye Fan walked towards Wu Lingjun step by step, very slowly, mixed with strong persecution.

Wu Lingjun gritted his teeth.

There was blood in his mouth.

keep playing?

It may be even worse. Of course, Wu Lingjun is very confident. If Ye Fan kills him, then he can also drag Ye Fan to be buried with him.

but.

This is not what he wants.

Who would want to die?

Ye Fan approached step by step, his breath became more and more fierce, mixed with murderous aura.

Wu Lingjun spit out a mouthful of blood again. This was out of anger. He made a decision and threw out the Holy King Order of the Holy Martial Sect.

Ye Fan grabbed it and stopped.

"You can leave now."

"Ye Fan, I remember!"

Wu Lingjun grabbed the throne of Tianjiao and left the martial arts field.

Ye Fan didn't stop him.

It's enough to get the Holy King's decree.

The Conferred God Ranking is simply not available now.

Not to mention forcible snatch, then Wu Lingjun will fight with him desperately, and both will suffer, or even die together.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if you grab it, you won't be able to take it with you.

The big people present saw the power of the Conferred God List, who wouldn't want to get it.

He can't take it with him.

Instead, let Wu Lingjun bear the karma.

The ranking battle has not continued.

Ye Fan turned around and looked at the throne of Tianjiao, as well as private persons; Feng Yuanhua, Yi Yan, Fairy Yaoguang, and Yue Linglong.

"Brother Fan."

Yue Linglong flew over.

"I'm fine."

Ye Fan hugged Yue Linglong, and in full view, he did not shy away, which made Yue Linglong very shy, but did not refuse.

Immediately, the applause rose to the sky.

The spectators were excited.

Beauty matches heroes, this is what it should be.

Ye Fan is worthy of Fairy Moon, Fairy Moon is also worthy of Ye Fan, a pair made in heaven and earth.

"You two, leave."

Ye Fan suddenly spoke, his eyes locked on Feng Yuanhua and Fairy Yaoguang.

Feng Yuanhua said, "Ye Fan, what do you mean?"

"Let me, Linglong and Yi Yan win the top three rankings. You are the disciples of the Beidou Sect, so don't get involved."

"Fantastic."

Yi Yan applauded.

Feng Yuanhua frowned, he actually wanted to get the second place, because he didn't want the Big Dipper Good Fortune Fist to leak out.

But at present, it seems that Ye Fan has taken a fancy to the Big Dipper Good Fortune Fist.

"Brother Feng, do you want to continue fighting?"

Ye Fan asked.

Fairy Yaoguang was very worried, and said through a voice transmission: "Senior brother, forget it. I know you want to embrace the Good Fortune Fist cultivation method, but since the leader is a reward, you are not afraid to leak it. You also know that if you want to practice successfully Good Fortune How difficult boxing is, it is not enough to have a cultivation method, but also need to observe the scriptures.”

Feng Yuanhua thought about it for a while, the truth is that, but being forced back by Ye Fan like this is really embarrassing.

Inadvertently, Feng Yuanhua glanced at Taoist Tianshu and found that Master's eyes flashed.

Feng Yuanhua understood and said, "Ye Fan, I'll give you a face."

"Thank you!"

Ye Fan clenched his fists.

Feng Yuanhua and Fairy Yaoguang left with the throne.

Ye Fan looked at Yi Yan and said with a smile, "Linglong and I are going to take the first and second place, and Brother Yi can only rank third."

"I knew it."

Yi Yan sighed, originally wanted to get the Beidou Fortune Fist training method, but now there is no hope.

At this point, the ranking battle is over.

The Tianjiao Huiwu came to an end.

But it's just the beginning, and the next thing is the most dangerous situation...