The Strongest Devouring Upgrade

Upon hearing Song Yan's words, Chunyu Feiqiong's eyes dazzled, and he said coldly: "First of all, please be respectful, and second, don't think too much."

Song Yan smiled and said: "I'm just making a joke, don't take it seriously, you are the woman that the prince looks after, how dare I get involved?"

Lu Pingan's face was dark, and said, "Stop talking nonsense, let's start."

Song Yan said: "Don't worry, first talk about the rules."

Lu Pingan said: "Just follow the rules of the usual martial arts competitions, mark out a place, and click until it stops."

Song Yan said: "Then the so-called point ends, who has the final say? We don't have a referee here. Otherwise, if you think you are not good enough, just call out'Grandpa forgive me', and then I will stop. "

Lu Pingan said, "What if you can't hold it anymore?"

Song Yan said, "What are you kidding? You can beat me until I can't hold it?"

Lu Pingan said, "Everything is possible, what if?"

Song Yan said, "There is no case, this is absolutely impossible."

Lu Ping'an said, "Anyway, I will only stop when I hear that sentence, and you will be up to you."

The gray-clothed youth standing next to Song Yan said: "You guys don't daydream here. My cousin can do it with one hand. You can die."

Lu Pingan said, "You scream so loudly, do you want to come? I will give you a pair of hands."

The grey-clothed young man was speechless, and immediately said, "You won't be arrogant for long, wait to get beaten!"

Then, they marked a clearing in the forest, the size of which was almost the same as the contending platform, but there was no protective formation around it.

Chunyu Feiqiong and the others, and the gray-clothed youth and others, stood on the sidelines and watched the game. Of course, they were not pure spectators. They would definitely intervene in any emergency.

Song Yan called out the spear and pointed it at Lu Ping'an in a flat position. This posture was like when he snatched the beast core that day. It was a threat from the strong to the weak.

"Come on, don't say I bully, let you three tricks, I will only defend but not attack."

Lu Pingan held the Fuliu sword tightly and said, "Then you will regret it."

Song Yan said with disdain: "When I make a move, you will regret that you have provoke a strong man like me."

Lu Ping'an gave a soft snort, no more words, his arms trembled slightly, and the thin blade hummed clearly.

Then, there are countless purple thunder and lightning filaments, like thin snakes, spreading out from the sword body, exuding violent power and sizzling.

Song Yan frowned when he saw this. After all, the purple thunder and lightning technique is relatively rare, and he felt as if he had heard of it somewhere...

Without waiting for Song Yan to think deeply, Lu Ping'an condensed a tyrannical purple thunder sword power, which suddenly slashed over.

The loud thunder sound swayed across the field, and the purple thunder sword power rushed to Song Yan at a very fast speed.

Song Yan shook his head and said, "Weak."

Then, I saw him pick up the spear, a sharp aura condensed on the tip of the spear.

Only then did people perceive that Song Yan's cultivation level was at the pinnacle of Yuan Wu's seventh level, while Lu Ping'an was fighting at the first level of Yuan Wu's sixth level. There was a gap of nearly two levels!

But Song Yan didn't stab the spear out, nor did he move to dodge. He just danced quickly in front of him, and the shadow of the gun was shaking like a barrier.

Song Yan is doing what he said, only defending but not attacking. It is hard to say whether he is a trustworthy person, but this obviously means looking down on Lu Ping An.

Immediately afterwards, the purple thunder sword power flew, fell on the shadows of the guns, and made a bang!

But the result was that Song Yan was safe and sound, and Lu Ping's purple thunder sword power took the initiative to slam into it, but it collapsed and scattered!

Song Yan smiled and said, "Shooting a rock with a pebbles is just like this."

The gray-clothed youth next to him shouted: "Cousin is mighty!"

Another accomplice also shouted, "Brother Song is too good!"

Lu Ping'an, who was in the field, was not affected by them. He rushed forward with a point to his toe, and at the same time he cut out a sword again.

This is still the purple thunder sword power, but the power has doubled as much as before, and the momentum of the thunder has become more violent!

There is no doubt that Lu Pingan used the bloodline power of the "Three Shocks of Thunder", and this was the effect of the second shock.

If it was a normal fight, Lu Ping'an might not have used it at the beginning, but Song Yan was overly proud and claimed to have three moves, which just met the conditions for use, and of course Lu Ping'an would not be polite.

"Still weak."

Song Yan could naturally feel that this sword was much stronger, but he still showed disapproval.

However, this time he changed a way of dealing with it, focusing his spiritual power on the first half of the gun body.

When the lightning sword power flew to the front, Song Yan was holding the spear in both hands, from top to bottom, and slammed it down.

boom!

The turbulent lightning sword power was smashed by Song Yan once again, and the purple light of the electric wires was dimmed and dissipated in the air.

But his whole person was also shocked by the powerful explosion, and he stepped back a few steps, and couldn't help but let out a muffled grunt.

Now he didn't say anything arrogant, and his contemptuous expression became a little serious.

It was his cousin who was still yelling: "Cousin, come on! There is one trick left, and then kill the kid!"

Chunyu Feiqiong said impatiently: "Shut up, be careful I cut your tongue!"

The grey-clothed youth was startled, and quickly covered his mouth, and said nothing.

After the second sword went out, just a moment later, Lu Ping's third sword fell from the air!

The purple electric light bloomed wildly, dazzling and dazzling, and in the incomparably violent power, it also contained the meaning of death and killing!

Three springs with one sword!

Finally, a slightly surprised expression appeared on Song Yan's face.

He wasn't afraid of him, but he didn't expect that Lu Ping'an could perform such a tyrannical sword move with the Yuanwu Sixth Level Realm!

Moreover, he couldn't wait any longer this time, the sword power flew in front of him before he could do it, otherwise it would only be the result of serious injuries.

So Song Yan ignored what he had said before, and quickly poured spiritual power into the gun body. The silver tip of the gun gave a brilliant light.

Immediately afterwards, Song Yan flicked his spear and drew a bright arc in the air. The power in it, like a "dragon wagging its tail", rushed out fiercely!

boom!

The two forces slammed into the sky, making a terrifying explosion, and a billowing air wave surged to the surroundings. Except for Chunyu Feiqiong, the others had to attack for defense.

However, after the collision, Zi Lei was still there, and continued to slash towards Song Yan with an indomitable sword force.

Song Yan hurriedly shot and blocked with a spear, but was still blasted into the air, spraying a mouthful of blood in the air, and almost flew out of the divided field.

Just as he was about to fall to the ground, Song Yan rolled over in a volley and landed steadily with his feet.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood off his mouth, and then looked up at Lu Ping An, his eyes had become full of anger.

Even the three young men in gray clothes were a little dazed to see. Under such a realm gap, Lu Ping’an could actually beat Song Yan to vomit blood. Moreover, Song Yan’s move just now can no longer be regarded as The pure defense is completely forced to the point where he has to attack.

After all, the spear is not a magic weapon dedicated to defense. It still needs to attack to exert a stronger power. Even if it is offensive for defense, it must be proactive.

But even so, Song Yan still lost slightly, not only the gray-clothed youth and others, but even Fan Qiwei and Tao Yushan were greatly surprised.

Chunyu Feiqiong didn't react too much, because she knew that this was Lu Ping's normal strength.

Lu Ping'an himself felt a bit regretful, because this failed to severely wound Song Yan, and then it was a little troublesome.

Song Yan stared at Lu Ping'an, and said: "I have to admit that you are a little better than I thought, but that's all. Now it's my turn to fight? Let you also have a good experience. The true strength of the chief disciple of the South Campus!"

Lu Pingan said: "Didn't you just take a shot? Is that also a defense? What's the use of pretending to play?"

"Well, there is no need to pretend. There are still three moves, three moves at most, and I can make you a complete defeat!"

Song Yan said, his body shook slightly, wind and waves swept all over his body, and the spiritual energy aura in it seemed particularly pure and powerful!

After a while, everyone felt his cultivation realm, and they couldn't help being shocked, even Lu Ping'an.

Song Yan's true realm turned out to be...Yuanwu Eightfold!