call!

Ye Fan shook his numb arms.

"Haha, it's interesting."

Sang Yu withdrew his fist and smiled faintly: "You are the only one who can resist my punch and his face remains unchanged. The King of Chi Jiao is worthy of being a person who made a big fuss in the Jiuzhou General Administration back then."

"but."

Sang Yu sneered, "How many punches can you resist me?"

As soon as the words come to an end!

Sang Yu's figure instantly disappeared on the competition platform. He stepped on his quick body and jumped into the air directly, crossing his left and right fists, and each fist carried a huge energy pressure!

Such fist speed and the power of fists can only be used by those with the royal power!

Every punch is enough to destroy the world!

Seeing this scene on the stage, the head of the disciple family on the high platform was also amazed!

Some disciples changed their faces even more.

Is this the strength of the kingly ruler?

With such fast fist speed and strength, if I hadn't been able to avoid it, I would definitely be hammered!

Ye Fan frowned slightly, his arms crossed together, and he heard the "bang bang" sound!

Every punch of Sang Yu was blocked by Ye Fan, and his body was also retreating step by step under Sang Yu's fierce attack!

Bang!

Ye Fan was forced to retreat from the edge of the competition stand, and he stomped the entire floor tiles with one foot, which stabilized his body.

However, Sang Yu, who had a fierce fighting spirit, had no intention of stopping at all. He suddenly soared into the air and punched again. His right fist directly burst out with bright purple energy, and suddenly blasted towards Ye Fan!

This punch is very strong!

Sang Yu's violent blow!

All the heads of disciples present could see the situation clearly in an instant.

Faced with this attack, Ye Fan had no chance to dodge. He either retreated or faced the hard steel head-on attack!

Because behind Ye Fan is the competition stand, and retreating is the loss!

"Haha! I think this royal king Ye Fan is just like this, and it's not a fear at all."

"No, I'm pressed and beaten by Sang Yu, and I have no ability to fight back at all."

"Just have a false reputation!"

The heads of a group of northern disciples were sarcastic at this moment.

However.

A mutation suddenly appeared on the competition platform!

tread!

Ye Fan, who had no choice but to retreat, suddenly took a step forward, and then his fists were bent to his chest and abdomen, and the burning red energy surged wildly, and then gathered on his fist!

"Dragon Fist!"

An angry shout resounded throughout the venue!

Ye Fan's fist suddenly burst out, and the dazzling red energy formed two red dragon heads. The place where he stood at his feet was instantly wrapped by the red air waves, forming a whirlpool!

Bang bang bang bang!

The sound of fists colliding constantly sounded throughout the venue, like firecrackers, which shocked the audience.

boom!

In an instant, Ye Fan's bursting dragon fist directly knocked Sang Yu back and pressed him to beat him!

Immediately afterwards, he punched Sang Yu directly!

There was also a low dragon roar in the field!

Dingdeng!

Sang Yu flew backwards, staggered to the ground, and retreated for more than ten meters before he stabilized his body.

The fist he and Ye Fan faced with each other was burning with red air waves, which turned bloody and black.

The severe pain made his eyes look shocked.

My fist has reached a strength of 100,000 kilograms!

However, the dragon fist that Ye Fan used directly suppressed himself!

"You have entered the sixth area royal power?" Sang Yu asked with a trembling face.

Ye Fan said calmly: "Just stepping in."

Upon hearing this, Sang Yu's face changed and he said in a deep voice: "Impossible! You are not the early strength of the sixth region's royal power!"

Ye Fan sneered and said, "Who told you that I was from the early stage?"

What?!

Not early stages!

Sang Yu looked surprised.

The audience in the stands and the heads of the northern disciple family who were looking forward to the high platform were stunned when they saw Sang Yu being repelled.

This Ye Fan is actually the strength of the sixth region's royal power!

Dragon Fist?!

Too strong!

"How could this Ye Fan be the strength of the 6th Region's royal power?"

"I don't know, it's not clear when it looks like this."

Swish!

On the field, Ye Fan took a step forward, and at the same time, the long red dragon weapon in his hand condensed out again. Then, he poured the energy rules into the long spear, jumped up suddenly, and the long red dragon spear in his hand slashed towards Sang Yu angrily!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Each slash drags the crescent-like stream of light and a faint dragon roar!

During the field, Sang Yu was shocked when he saw this and quickly made a defensive posture. He spread his arms and formed a purple streamer in front of him!

At the same time, the purple Qilin spear in Sang Yu's hand also condensed, bursting out several purple gun flowers, and attacked them!

Boom boom boom boom!

In an instant, the red crescent moon streamer that Ye Fan swung out collided with the gun flower that Sang Yu threw out, forming a terrifying energy fluctuation!

The entire void was shaking continuously, as if it was about to be torn apart!

"brush!"

"brush!"

"brush!"

On the competition platform, Ye Fan's long red dragon halberd kept throwing out the red stream of light, shooting towards Sang Yu in different trajectories.

Sang Yu, who had just stabilized his body, suddenly changed his face and hurriedly used his gunshot technique to meet him.

"Bang!Bang!"

The purple Qilin's spear head collided with the red streaming light coming from left and right, causing Sang Yu's arms to tremble violently, and a pain that seemed to be torn into pieces from his muscles!

Sang Yu had no time to grin, because Ye Fan's long red dragon halberd dragged from bottom to top, dragging the ninety-degree arc, causing a red dragon to slam it on his chin.

brush!

The powerful force drove Sang Yu's entire body to fly, and finally fell heavily to the ground, and a mouthful of blood splashed out.

"It's...haha..."

Sang Yu wiped the corners of his mouth and stood up, his face as cold as water.

He never expected that he would be beaten by the other party, and he had no ability to fight back at all, and had been passively defending!

On the high platform, Long Lei and Cao Shaoqin's faces were all extremely dark.

"Master Cao, if this continues, Mr. Sang will probably lose." Long Lei said.

Cao Shaoqin looked ugly, his slender fingers kept tapping on the coffee table, and said, "Wait and see."

I thought Sang Yu could win steadily, but now it seems that Ye Fan has grown a lot!

The strength has actually entered the mid-term of the sixth regional royal power!

On the court, Sang Yu's face was cold and his eyes burst into anger was enough to engulf the entire venue!

He is a kingly power, but now he is like a clown, and he has no power to fight back when he doesn't fight the other side!

This is a shame!

After adjustment, Sang Yu took the initiative to go up successfully. The speed of the purple Qilin gun technique was significantly faster than before, and there were more than ten purple gun flowers, and the energy fluctuations were quite explosive!
Chapter completed!