Chapter 1385
Whoa!
Ye Fan shook his numb arm.
"Oh, it's interesting."
Sang Yu took back his fist and said with a faint smile: "you are the only one who can resist my fist. The Chijiao king was worthy of being the figure who made a big fuss about the General Administration of Kyushu at that time. "
"But."
Sang Yu followed with a sneer: "how many punches can you resist me?"
The voice dropped!
Sang Yu's body disappeared on the test bench in an instant. He stepped on his quick body method and jumped directly into the air. His left and right fists were crossed. Each fist carried a tremendous power!
This speed and the power of the fist can only be exerted by the king!
Every blow is enough to destroy the sky and the earth!
Seeing this scene on the stage, the head of the family of disciples on the high platform was also amazed!
Some disciples were even more shocked.
Is this the power of the king?
With such fast speed and strength, you can't hide yourself. You'll be blasted by hammering!
Ye Fan eyebrows micro Cu, arms crossed together, heard the "bang bang bang" sound!
Every punch of Sang Yu is blocked by Ye Fan. His body also retreats step by step under the fierce attack of Sang Yu!
Bang!
Ye Fan has been forced back to the edge of the test bench, one foot directly crushed the entire floor tile, which will stabilize the body.
However, Sangyu, who was ferocious in the war, did not mean to stop. He jumped into the air and made another fist. His right fist burst out with bright purple energy, and suddenly burst to Ye Fan!
It's a strong punch!
Infused sang Yu with a fierce blow!
All the masters of the disciples' family present immediately saw the situation clearly.
In the face of this blow, Ye Fan has no chance to avoid, either retreat or face the hard steel!
Because, Ye Fan's behind, is under the competition platform, retreats, is loses!
"Ha ha! In my opinion, Ye Fan, the king, is just like this. It's not enough to be afraid of. "
"It's not. Being beaten by sang Yu, he has no ability to fight back."
"In vain!"
The heads of a group of northern disciples' aristocratic families are now making sarcasm one after another.
However.
On the test bench, suddenly there is a mutation!
Step on it!
Ye Fan, who had no way to retreat, suddenly took a step forward. Then he bent his fists on his chest and abdomen. The red energy burning all over his body surged wildly, and then gathered on his fist!
"Dragon boxing!"
A roar of fury resounded through the venue!
Ye Fan's fist suddenly burst out. The bright red energy formed two red dragon heads. The place where he stood was immediately wrapped by the red air wave, forming a vortex!
Bang bang bang!
The pounding sound of fists resounded through the whole venue like firecrackers, which shocked the audience.
Boom!
In an instant, Ye Fan's burst dragon boxing, directly will sang Yu back, and pressure hit!
After that, he blew sang Yu out with one blow!
In the field, there was also a deep roar of the dragon!
Push! Push!
Sang Yu flew back and forth, staggering to the ground. After more than ten meters, he stabilized himself.
He and Ye Fan's fists are burning with the red air at the moment, which is bloody and called black.
His eyes were shocked by the intense pain.
His fist has reached 100000 Jin!
However, Ye Fan's Dragon boxing has suppressed himself directly!
"You've entered the sixth regional monarchy?" Sang Yu asked in surprise.
Ye Fan indifferent way: "just entered."
Hearing this, sang Yu's face changed suddenly and said in a deep voice: "impossible! You are not the strength of the early days of the sixth regional monarchy! "
Ye Fan sneered and said, "who told you that I was at the beginning?"
What?!
It's not the beginning!
Sang Yu looked surprised.
The audience in the stands and the family owners of the northern disciple family who were looking forward to seeing sang Yu repulsed were stunned.
This ye fan is actually the strength of the sixth regional monarchy!
Dragon boxing?!
Too strong!
"How can ye fan be the strength of the sixth regional monarchy?"
"I don't know. In this way, the situation is not clear."
Shua!
On the field, Ye Fan takes a step. At the same time, the red dragon long weapon in his hand solidifies again. Then, he pours the energy rule into the long halberd and jumps up suddenly. The red dragon long halberd in his hand suddenly cuts towards sang Yu!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!Every chop, drag the crescent like streamer, and light dragon chant roar!
In the field, sang Yu's face was startled. He quickly made a defensive gesture and spread his arms to form a purple streamer barrier in front of him!
At the same time, the purple Qilin spear in Sang Yu's hand is also condensed and solid. Several purple spears burst out and fight against it!
Boom! Boom!
In an instant, Ye Fan's Red Crescent light and sang Yu's spear flower collide, forming a terrible energy fluctuation!
The whole void is shaking, as if to be torn apart!
"Brush!"
"Brush!"
"Brush!"
On the test bench, Ye Fan's red dragon halberd constantly throws out the red streamer, exploding into Sangyu in different tracks.
Sang Yu, who had just stabilized his body, suddenly changed his face and quickly showed his shooting skills to meet him.
"Bang! Bang
Ziqilin's gun head collided with the red streamer coming from the left and right, which made sang Yu's arms tremble violently, and he felt the pain of his muscles being torn!
Sang Yu didn't have time to grin, because ye fan's red dragon's long halberd dragged a 90 degree arc from bottom to top, bringing up the red dragon and banging it on his chin.
Brush!
Driven by a strong force, sang Yu's whole body flew up and finally fell to the ground with a mouthful of blood splashing out.
"But Damn it... "
Sangyu wiped off the bleeding from the corner of his mouth and stood up. His face was as cold as water.
He did not expect that he would be pressed by the other side, and he had no ability to fight back. He had been in passive defense!
On the high platform, long Lei and Cao Shaoqin's faces are all gloomy.
"Young master Cao, if you go on like this, sang Shao is afraid to lose." Long Lei said.
Cao Shaoqin's face was ugly. His slender fingers kept knocking on the tea table and said, "wait and see."
Originally thought sang Yu could win, but now it seems that ye fan has grown a lot!
The strength has entered the sixth regional monarchy!
On the field, sang Yu's face was cold and overcast, and his eyes were full of anger, which was enough to engulf the whole venue!
He is a king, but now like a clown, he can't fight back!
It's a shame!
After the adjustment, sang Yu took the initiative to successfully go up. The speed of the purple Qilin spear technique was much faster than that just now. Suddenly, there were more than ten purple spearflowers, and the energy fluctuation was quite explosive!
At the same time, sang Yu roared: "Ye Fan! Do you want to know that your sister is still alive? "
Ye Fan shook his numb arm.
"Oh, it's interesting."
Sang Yu took back his fist and said with a faint smile: "you are the only one who can resist my fist. The Chijiao king was worthy of being the figure who made a big fuss about the General Administration of Kyushu at that time. "
"But."
Sang Yu followed with a sneer: "how many punches can you resist me?"
The voice dropped!
Sang Yu's body disappeared on the test bench in an instant. He stepped on his quick body method and jumped directly into the air. His left and right fists were crossed. Each fist carried a tremendous power!
This speed and the power of the fist can only be exerted by the king!
Every blow is enough to destroy the sky and the earth!
Seeing this scene on the stage, the head of the family of disciples on the high platform was also amazed!
Some disciples were even more shocked.
Is this the power of the king?
With such fast speed and strength, you can't hide yourself. You'll be blasted by hammering!
Ye Fan eyebrows micro Cu, arms crossed together, heard the "bang bang bang" sound!
Every punch of Sang Yu is blocked by Ye Fan. His body also retreats step by step under the fierce attack of Sang Yu!
Bang!
Ye Fan has been forced back to the edge of the test bench, one foot directly crushed the entire floor tile, which will stabilize the body.
However, Sangyu, who was ferocious in the war, did not mean to stop. He jumped into the air and made another fist. His right fist burst out with bright purple energy, and suddenly burst to Ye Fan!
It's a strong punch!
Infused sang Yu with a fierce blow!
All the masters of the disciples' family present immediately saw the situation clearly.
In the face of this blow, Ye Fan has no chance to avoid, either retreat or face the hard steel!
Because, Ye Fan's behind, is under the competition platform, retreats, is loses!
"Ha ha! In my opinion, Ye Fan, the king, is just like this. It's not enough to be afraid of. "
"It's not. Being beaten by sang Yu, he has no ability to fight back."
"In vain!"
The heads of a group of northern disciples' aristocratic families are now making sarcasm one after another.
However.
On the test bench, suddenly there is a mutation!
Step on it!
Ye Fan, who had no way to retreat, suddenly took a step forward. Then he bent his fists on his chest and abdomen. The red energy burning all over his body surged wildly, and then gathered on his fist!
"Dragon boxing!"
A roar of fury resounded through the venue!
Ye Fan's fist suddenly burst out. The bright red energy formed two red dragon heads. The place where he stood was immediately wrapped by the red air wave, forming a vortex!
Bang bang bang!
The pounding sound of fists resounded through the whole venue like firecrackers, which shocked the audience.
Boom!
In an instant, Ye Fan's burst dragon boxing, directly will sang Yu back, and pressure hit!
After that, he blew sang Yu out with one blow!
In the field, there was also a deep roar of the dragon!
Push! Push!
Sang Yu flew back and forth, staggering to the ground. After more than ten meters, he stabilized himself.
He and Ye Fan's fists are burning with the red air at the moment, which is bloody and called black.
His eyes were shocked by the intense pain.
His fist has reached 100000 Jin!
However, Ye Fan's Dragon boxing has suppressed himself directly!
"You've entered the sixth regional monarchy?" Sang Yu asked in surprise.
Ye Fan indifferent way: "just entered."
Hearing this, sang Yu's face changed suddenly and said in a deep voice: "impossible! You are not the strength of the early days of the sixth regional monarchy! "
Ye Fan sneered and said, "who told you that I was at the beginning?"
What?!
It's not the beginning!
Sang Yu looked surprised.
The audience in the stands and the family owners of the northern disciple family who were looking forward to seeing sang Yu repulsed were stunned.
This ye fan is actually the strength of the sixth regional monarchy!
Dragon boxing?!
Too strong!
"How can ye fan be the strength of the sixth regional monarchy?"
"I don't know. In this way, the situation is not clear."
Shua!
On the field, Ye Fan takes a step. At the same time, the red dragon long weapon in his hand solidifies again. Then, he pours the energy rule into the long halberd and jumps up suddenly. The red dragon long halberd in his hand suddenly cuts towards sang Yu!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!Every chop, drag the crescent like streamer, and light dragon chant roar!
In the field, sang Yu's face was startled. He quickly made a defensive gesture and spread his arms to form a purple streamer barrier in front of him!
At the same time, the purple Qilin spear in Sang Yu's hand is also condensed and solid. Several purple spears burst out and fight against it!
Boom! Boom!
In an instant, Ye Fan's Red Crescent light and sang Yu's spear flower collide, forming a terrible energy fluctuation!
The whole void is shaking, as if to be torn apart!
"Brush!"
"Brush!"
"Brush!"
On the test bench, Ye Fan's red dragon halberd constantly throws out the red streamer, exploding into Sangyu in different tracks.
Sang Yu, who had just stabilized his body, suddenly changed his face and quickly showed his shooting skills to meet him.
"Bang! Bang
Ziqilin's gun head collided with the red streamer coming from the left and right, which made sang Yu's arms tremble violently, and he felt the pain of his muscles being torn!
Sang Yu didn't have time to grin, because ye fan's red dragon's long halberd dragged a 90 degree arc from bottom to top, bringing up the red dragon and banging it on his chin.
Brush!
Driven by a strong force, sang Yu's whole body flew up and finally fell to the ground with a mouthful of blood splashing out.
"But Damn it... "
Sangyu wiped off the bleeding from the corner of his mouth and stood up. His face was as cold as water.
He did not expect that he would be pressed by the other side, and he had no ability to fight back. He had been in passive defense!
On the high platform, long Lei and Cao Shaoqin's faces are all gloomy.
"Young master Cao, if you go on like this, sang Shao is afraid to lose." Long Lei said.
Cao Shaoqin's face was ugly. His slender fingers kept knocking on the tea table and said, "wait and see."
Originally thought sang Yu could win, but now it seems that ye fan has grown a lot!
The strength has entered the sixth regional monarchy!
On the field, sang Yu's face was cold and overcast, and his eyes were full of anger, which was enough to engulf the whole venue!
He is a king, but now like a clown, he can't fight back!
It's a shame!
After the adjustment, sang Yu took the initiative to successfully go up. The speed of the purple Qilin spear technique was much faster than that just now. Suddenly, there were more than ten purple spearflowers, and the energy fluctuation was quite explosive!
At the same time, sang Yu roared: "Ye Fan! Do you want to know that your sister is still alive? "
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