Chapter 260 All the means

The dizzy Gan Ping got up from the ground, and the abnormality on his face made everyone laugh. The laughter made Mo Lianfeng's face blue and teeth rattle. Shame on you, how can the apprentice he taught be so hesitant and indecisive? Even if it's a loss, this is a ring, not a green peak. What are you afraid of?

Gan Ping, who was in a trance, narrowed his eyes and looked at Wan Fang, who was standing on the other side of the ring. He couldn't help but feel as if he had seen a leading figure. Just now, Wan Fang was really ruthless. The heavy force made Gan Ping feel that his neck was almost broken, and his head was still buzzing. After seeing the things in Wanfang's hand clearly, coupled with the smiling expressions of the people under the stage, Gan Ping immediately understood what he was like.

In Wanfang's hand in front of him, I don't know when there was a crystal clear, green bamboo stick with the thickness of the little finger, and the ed-edrated bamboo knot on it is even more angular and very beautiful. But I'm afraid it won't be good to hit on the face with such a bamboo whip. Gan Ping turned over the mountain sword in his hand, and his embarrassed and miserable appearance appeared on the wide mirror-like sword body.

The bun on the head has been scattered, and the beautiful jade that was originally hung on the top of the head as a decoration has long been flying. The left half of the cheek on the handsome face was already heavy and tall, and a shocking purple-black whip mark appeared suddenly. Wan Fang was so fierce. Gan Ping only felt that there were strange mana fluctuations in the whip marks on his face, which prevented Zhenyuan from repairing them. The whip marks could not be eliminated in any case. Only by relying on the resilience of his body could he wear out the mana fluctuations little by little.

Just when Gan Ping was shocked and angry, Wan Fang's small voice came to his ear, "Since you want to be my son-in-law of Muang Cuifeng, you have to pass my pass first. Linger is my sister-in-law. Naturally, I have the right to see how her future husband is. If you just have this ability, come to my daughter-in-law tomorrow!"

The cold light flashed in his eyes, passing the sharp edge of the sword. Gan Ping looked at Wanfang standing on the opposite side. A green dress swayed endlessly in the wind, like a soft willow in the wind. But there is no appreciation in Gan Ping's eyes, only a strong sense of war. Since it is inevitable, there is only one battle! Today, I'd like to see what your ability Wanfang is to talk about withdrawing from marriage!

A sword waved out, and bursts of dragon-like sharp swords pierced the sky. Suddenly, the laughter and noise of everyone present was suppressed. The voice of Gan Ping's firm Qingyue floated on the square, "Sister Wanfang, little brother Hua Longfeng Xuanyan, please give me some advice!" It was Gan Ping who made his attitude clear when he put up his own name. No matter who you are, now on this ring, he is my enemy, and there is only one consequence of the enemy.

Obviously, Wan Fang's whip just now completely woke up Gan Ping, and he also came out of the excitement and pride of defeating Shen Luoying. What is the ability to defeat Shen Luoying and other characters with your own strength? Only by crossing the level of challenge and conquering the peaks one by one can it be regarded as a real sword cultivation. Seeing that Gan Ping was awake and understood the truth, Mo Congfeng nodded slightly, and his anger calmed down a little.

The wide sword body of the mountain sword has been surrounded by fire for a long time, and a translucent blazing flame rises. A golden dragon several feet long swims on the sword. It is the dragon-patterned Binghuo Yuanang. The opponent in front of her is not Shen Luoying, but a master who is only one step away from entering the realm of Yuanying. Her strength far beyond the same level is nothing in front of her eyes. Now if she wants to fight with her, she must fight a twelve-point spirit.

Seeing that Wanfang was not moved by himself, Gan Ping knew that the senior sister would disdain to fight with the strong, so he shouted violently, waved his sword and cut out, sweeping thousands of troops like a sweep! The Lingmeng killing sword was originally a swordsmanship that was understood and practiced on the military battlefield. This sword was cut out, which was extremely tragic, and the momentum of no return moved the people under the stage. Shen Luoying, who was taken care of and repaired in the distance, turned pale. Only then did he realize how big the gap between him and Gan Ping was.

With the blazing fire, the mountain sword came out. The Binghuo Yuanang on the body of the sword was even a dragon's mouth. Dozens of Yuntian demon fire Xuanlei rushed out, blocking the key points before and after Wanfang's body, followed by endless life and fire, which was domineering and powerful. Gan Ping didn't believe that Wanfang's obvious wood was Zhenyuan. Although he was not as good as his cultivation, the restraint of fire on wood was also obvious in the five elements. He had cultivated to the realm of Rongyuan. What else could she do?

Seeing this powerful and terrible blow, Wan Fang's expression moved slightly, and her face showed a surprised look. Just then, when she saw Gan Ping's extremely rogue sword, she thought that he was not only a false reputation. Compared with Shen Luoying, she didn't expect that she was so powerful when she really started. With a contemptuous heart, Wanfang's jade bowl was gently twisted, and the small and slender green bamboo long whip was put on the unparalleled sword body of Ganping's sword.

The thin bamboo whip is as delicate and soft as a willow branch, but only when you start to know its horror. The whip trembled and drove the surrounding air to buzz. The bamboo whip was flexible and strong, and then stopped Gan Ping's fierce sword. Gan Ping only felt that the sword was stagnant and it was difficult to move forward. He couldn't help but be horrmented. The real power of Wanfang fruit was superb.

You should know that since you broke through the realm of Chuo Rongyuan forging the true melting yuan, and achieved the transformation from dragon into a snake, the power of the body has increased greatly. It has reached the power of 7,500 and stone. In addition, even if the Feng Xingyuan comes to him again, he can challenge him. But such a huge force was actually blocked by Wan Fang's understatement, and the cloud demon fire mysterious thunder was waved by its big sleeve, and a few muffled sounds came quietly.

When his heart moved, Gan Ping shouted loudly and slapped on the bamboo whip. The palm was red, and the slap on the bamboo whip actually brought bursts of sneers. Wan Fang was surprised that this boy was not a disciple in the realm of liquid. Looking at this strength, it was enough to defeat the ordinary golden elixir masters. Those Xuanleis seemed to be understated, but the terrible power still made Wan Fang feel that the inner breath of Zhenyuan was a little fluctuated, and she slightly regretted it.

And the boy didn't know what strange skills he had practiced. With one slap, he was so domineering and fierce. The alien green bamboo in his palm couldn't help it. She was so scared that she quickly pulled out the bamboo whip and dodged the sword attacked by Gan Ping again. How did she know that Ganping's Binghuo Rongyuan forging body has reached the realm of Rongyuan. With just a pair of meat palms, it can melt ordinary materials.

Although the bamboo whip in her hand was extraordinary, it was a wooden spirit after all, which was naturally restrained by Gan Ping's fierce palm. This is just that Gan Ping has just reached the realm of Rongyuan. If he reaches the Mahayana of Rongyuan, I'm afraid that the bamboo whip will be greatly damaged by this palm. The skills inherited by the dragon clan are not ordinary. If it can reach the realm of the god, a Binghuo Yuanang spewed out, which can melt the yuan god of the monks, which is extremely horrible. With one palm, the blazing firepower is enough to melt the enemy's magic weapon. This is the horrible skill inherited by the fire dragon family.

The body is like a wandering dragon, wandering around Wanfang endlessly. A burning sword flows endlessly. Gan Ping integrates the dragon's combat skills into the body method. The dragon sees the beginning and the end, which is extremely unpredictable. I haven't used this dragon fighting skill for a long time, but Gan Ping has not forgotten it. Now that he encounters such a strong enemy, he naturally has to play all the cards and can't keep it. The faint light in his eyes shone, and it was the spirit dragon who kept searching on Wanfang's body and looking for flaws.

It's a pity that Wanfang's bamboo whip is so well defended that it doesn't mean to fight back at all. Obviously, it is investigating Ganping's catties. Hua Lingfeng, who was watching the battle in the distance, looked embarrassed. Obviously, when he fought with Gan Ping before, he did not do his best. Otherwise, just looking at this strange body method would be enough to drink a pot for himself.