At the beginning of Hua Deng, the battle of Tongrenxiang finally came to an end. In an instant, everyone's attention was suddenly focused on Yang Fan, who was dressed in black.
"Yes! The principal!!!"
Replied without humbleness, Yang Fan strode towards Tongren Alley, walking steadily, with a kind of leisurely walk in the courtyard, as if he didn't put the 800-meter Tongren Alley in his eyes at all! ! !
"The momentum is good, but I don't know where to go?"
"The six hundred meters in Tongren Lane shouldn't be a big problem, maybe I can surpass Lin Hao!!"
"Able to be left to the end by Master Bai, even if this son is not as good as Sanjie, I am afraid that he will not be far away, saying that he is not expected to hit the final restricted area!!!"
In all directions, countless handyman disciples talked, guessing where Yang Fan could go in the end. Most people think that Yang Fan is expected to surpass Lin Hao, the second person in Yuyang Peak, but compared with Sanjie and others, there is still a difference. The small gap.
"Yang Fan, Yang Fan, it's all up to you. Don't let me down!!!" Zhao Yiming clenched his fists tightly, and a heart suddenly appeared in his throat, although reason told him that Yang Fan wanted to surpass Qin Feng, it’s impossible, but he still hopes that a miracle can occur, sixteen spirit stones, and the high-grade spirit soldier—the Cangyun sword. The price is really too great, and he really couldn’t lose Zhao Yiming. Up! ! !
"Senior Brother Zhao, the winner will be announced soon. Don't feel distressed at that time!!!" Chen Jianhua's feminine face was filled with a smile. At this moment, he can be said to be very proud of the spring breeze.
"Damn!!!" Zhao Yiming looked at Chen Jianhua's ambitions, gritted his teeth with hatred, really wanted to smack him on the ground, give him a fat beating, and he didn't even recognize his mother.
When it was too late, Yang Fan stepped into Tongren Lane.
next moment... ... .
"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"... ... ..
The walls on both sides burst open, and a bronze figure nearly ten feet tall carried a huge bronze sledgehammer to kill Yang Fan! ! !
"Break it for me!!!"
The incomparable violent power surging out, with a punch, the air within a radius of several meters shattered instantly, and a bronze figure was swept to the ground. The power was as powerful as the ancient god of war came to the world, invincible! ! !
"This... This is the pass? Ok... So fast!!!" Many handyman disciples outside Tongren Alley looked at Yang Fan, who swept everything like a whirlwind, swallowed fiercely. After drooling, in less than ten breaths of time, he passed 500 meters of Tongren Lane. This speed is not worse than the three best ones, only Lingmei fairy Lan Lingmei can stabilize one of them! ! !
"Why? Why is he so strong? Why is he so strong? God is unfair. God is unfair! I'm not convinced, I'm not satisfied!!!" Looking at Yang Fan who easily broke through the five-hundred-meter mark, Yun Xihua's eyes Full of envy, jealousy and hatred, I think he is the second master of Mo Zhufeng, even if he is not as good as Yang Fan, he should be not far behind. He even thinks that one day he can surpass Yang Fan, but as a result, he has passed 500 meters of bronze. People Alley, almost tried everything, but Yang Fan was good, like a walk in the garden, he can easily pass through the barriers successfully, how can the gap between people be so big! ! !
"Six...600 meters, he... his speed is not reduced at all, this... how is this possible! How is it possible!!!" Countless handyman disciples His eyes widened, you must know that after six hundred meters, the strength of every bronze figure is not below that of the Sixth Heavenly Martial Artist, even those of the quasi-eighth rank bloodline, are beginning to struggle here.
"Super... surpassed Lin Hao. Looking at his appearance, it seems that I don't feel much pressure. I... I am afraid I will underestimate him. He... .. . His true strength is afraid of... I am afraid that he will not be under the three masters." At this moment, many handyman disciples began to shake their minds. Lin Hao is already the first person of the quasi-rank 8 bloodline. Only Sanjie and Fairy Lingmei are the only ones who can stabilize the pressure.
"It's difficult for Yang Fan... Is it possible that it is also an eighth... Eighth-rank bloodline?" After the crowd, Zhao Yiming trembled, and a touch of unbelievable, martial art bloodline crossed his face. There are many difficulties, not to mention that the difficulty is increased by ten times, dozens of times, and Yang Fan’s background, he understands that although the Yang family is the first family in Fengyang City, it can be placed in the huge Tang Dynasty. They are the first- and third-rate families. They may be able to raise Yang Fan's bloodline from the lower-ranking 9th-rank to the upper-ranking 9th-rank, but there is no such thing as a top genius who might advance Yang Fan to the 8th-rank bloodline. But soon, the doubt in my heart is Being replaced by a huge surprise, no matter how he breaks through, it is the kingly way to win that Qin Feng! ! !
next moment... ... .
Zhao Yiming turned his eyes and provocatively said to Chen Jianhua on the side, "Junior Brother Chen, the show has just begun. Who can laugh until the end is the final winner!!!"
"Senior Brother Zhao, don't be delusional. Although Yang Fan is good, it is still inferior to Junior Brother Qin!!!" Chen Jianhua sneered, even though he knew that he had looked away this time, Mo Zhufeng was in front of him. The kid is probably also a top genius of the 18th grade bloodline, but what about it, Qin Feng's 768 meters against the sky is enough to suppress everything, cold Rushuang, Sima Yun can't do it, Yang Fan is also not good! ! !
at this time... ... ..
"Fuck! I'm not mistaken, this kid is actually accelerating, MLGBD, where is this pervert!!!" A heavy eyebrow and big eyed handyman peak master directly exploded, if you know that Yang Fan is already there. Breaking through the 700-meter mark and about to enter the final forbidden zone. At this moment, no matter whether it is Sanjie or Lingmei fairy Lan Lingmei, they must not slow down a little. The power of that deity can almost match the Sixth Heaven Great Perfection martial artist. The bronze man is not joking.
"Wrong! I waited wrong! Master Bai is not random selection at all, it is completely sorted according to the strength of the five of them, that kid is the strongest among the handyman disciples!!!" Suddenly, there was a loud voice. The startled breath caught everyone's attention.
"This... How is this possible? Qin Feng is now the number one!!!"
"Don't forget, everyone, Qin Feng is able to occupy the first place, that is to use the secret technique—the spirit explosion technique to forcibly increase the combat power, but what if there is no spirit explosion technique?"
"No... there is no spirit explosion?" Hearing that, many people were immediately shocked, cold as shuang 746 meters, Sima Yun 748 meters, Lan Lingmei 760 meters Thirteen meters, and if Qin Feng didn’t use the spirit explosion technique at the end, his limit would be around 745 meters. , Then... That talent is the strongest among us?"
"Damn it! How could this happen!!!" Qin Feng no longer had the ease of going west, and his nails were deeply embedded in his palm. Lan Lingmei is no more than five meters away from him, and Yang Fan is really more blue than him. Ling Mei is still strong, isn't it possible to surpass him and become the new number one.
"No! Impossible! I'm the strongest, I'm the strongest, the first is mine, it's mine..."