Chapter 98 Unable

(Second update! Collection~)

At this time, Xin Rufeng's thin body trembled violently like a sieve, and soybean sweat flowed down one by one. He did not feel the ferocious smell of a trapped beast struggling on his face.

Zhang Yan put everything in his eyes and was slightly relieved. Then it's over!

Just as he was about to make a move, he saw Xin Rufeng suddenly laugh. His ferocious face was full of determination, and a crazy color appeared in his eyes, as if he had lit two flames!

Seeing this, Zhang Yan did not hesitate to put his hands together, and the blue light flashed, and a muffled sound exploded between his hands. His hands were divided, and a shattered red powder fell down, dissipating in the breeze.

The Fire and Rain Sword is missing! The fire and rain sword, which had been struggling fiercely, was crushed to ashes by the power of his hands!

This is true. In addition to the shock of everyone present, their eyes became even hotter. What kind of cultivation is it to smash a top-quality magic weapon?

Xin Rufeng's fire and rain sword was destroyed. He spit out a few mouthfuls of blood violently, and then stood up straight and laughed.

"Grew for defeat, you are not my opponent." Zhang Yan glanced at him with an indifferent look.

"Conmission? Impossible! Do you know how long I have been prepared for this? Ten years, ten years. In the first five years, in order to join thousands of pigs and dogs, I endured no matter how hard it was; in the next five years, I devoted myself to cultivation for today. Do you think it's possible for me to admit defeat? Is it possible? Xin Rufeng laughed wildly, roared hoarsely, and his expression had fallen into madness. On his hand, there was an extra gray bone, which was gloomy.

Xin Rufeng suddenly became quiet and stopped laughing wildly. He looked deeply at the ashes in his hand and looked full of piety.

Zhang Yan's eyes condensed, and he felt that a force of destruction was permeated by Xin Rufeng, and it was getting stronger and stronger! A trace of crisis suddenly came to my mind.

I don't know when Zhang Yan's ring was surrounded by crowds. When the people around the ring saw the abnormality of the ring, they also added it one after another and surrounded the whole ring. Within ten feet of the ring, it was full of black people's heads! They put away the curiosity on their faces, and their faces became shocked and fanatical. No one spoke, and they were extremely silent.

At the central attic, Qingchuan and Yang Chan also looked here with a solemn face.

It seems to be affected by this side, and the shouts of the other 17 arenas suddenly became low and smaller, and even some people have come here.

The atmosphere became depressed in an instant, full of the solemn feeling of wind and rain, and no one dared to exhale.

At this time, Zhang Yan had turned a deaf ear to everything around him and focused on his eyes. His eyes flashed, and the middle-quality spiritual weapon Chanjuan's flying sword had been held in his hand!

Gently stroked the ashes in his hand, Xin Rufeng's face was full of reluctance, and then his eyes surged wildly, his cheeks twitched, bit his hand, and a little red blood quietly dripped on the ashes.

The blood droplets disappeared on the ashes, and a burst of gray light suddenly flowed on the originally dull surface, bursting out a breath of destruction, like an ancient fierce beast that wanted to devour people!

The breath of terror permeated the whole audience in an instant. Everyone's expression stagnated, their hearts fluttered violently, and their faces changed in an instant. What is this!

Zhang Yan's feeling was extremely strong, and there was even a sense of familiarity. He lowered his eyebrows and thought, and suddenly remembered that this breath was exactly the same as that of the ghost beast!

He breathed a sigh of relief and smiled gently.

The essence of Aoki Zhenyuan, which was converted by the magic element, is still the magic element. Even the army of the ghost beasts are subdued to the breath of the magic element and dare not resist. What's more, a bone with the smell of a ghost beast?

It's just that the breath of the ashes is stronger. Maybe it is a skeleton left by a high-level ghost beast.

I don't know when Shi Luocheng, who looked arrogant, stood in the crowd. His expression was very strange. Looking at the ashes in Xin Rufeng's hand, his eyes shot a terrible light.

Touch ~ The ashebone sounded a crisp sound, turning into a thick gray fog covering the whole body of Xin Rufeng, and then the gray fog restrained and was absorbed by his body!

At this time, Xin Rufeng's lips were gray, and his pupils emitted a gray light, which seemed dim, but with an eye-catching breath.

"Originally, I was going to use it at the last minute..." The sharp voice like a night owl came out from the wind and air, and there was a bloody and spicy smell in the harsh ears.

"Unfortunately, you destroyed my flying sword, and you have to pay the price!"

When the words fell, Xin Rufeng's pupils suddenly looked at Zhang Yan, and a gray light flashed out of his eyes.

Quick! It's too fast! Like teleportation, Zhang Yan did not react at all. The gray light came to his eyes and invaded the body.

Hum~ As soon as the sea was shocked, the gray light entered Zhang Yan's body and went straight into the sea of knowledge, like a gray lightning!

God attack! An electric light flashed in Zhang Yan's brain, and there was a tingling pain from the sea, and his expression became dull.

A strange smile appeared on Xin Rufeng's face. He laughed wildly, shook his body, and rushed to Zhang Yan.

Five feet!

One foot!

Zhang Yan stood still without a trace of reaction. It seemed that the soul was out of his body and only a body was left here.

It's really a good thing, but it's a pity... A trace of reluctance flashed in Xin Rufeng's eyes, but when he saw Zhang Yan in front of him, a strong hatred gushed out and slowly waved his palm to Zhang Yan's Tianling cover!

The hand is full of fire, but the speed is extremely slow. He is not in a hurry. The overall situation has been determined. Zhang Yan will die. The pleasure in his heart makes him want to enjoy it for a longer time. He wants to hear the sad voices of Zhang Yan's relatives and friends, and he wants to enjoy the honor of a winner in full view of the public.

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"Ah~" Everyone in the ring witnessed everything in front of them and exclaimed in unison.

"Don't, man, wake up, wake up..." Wu Xiurong was nervous and almost couldn't breathe. Her little face was pale, and her big watery eyes were full of terror at this time.

Liao Yuhu's hands were unconsciously clenched together, "You should have killed him earlier, kill him earlier~"

Xue Longshan's slender jade hand no longer grabbed the corners of her clothes, but covered her jade face. She couldn't bear to look at it.

And Wu Tailai and the old man around him had a strange smile at the corners of his mouth at the same time, and he exhaled at the same time.

Pan Hanbei, who had already stood up, stared at the ring and gently rested on the bronze bell with his right hand. As soon as the bronze bell rang and the game was over, he didn't want to see such a young talent die in front of him. After all, he was a disciple of the same sect, and there was not much hatred to be repaid with blood.

He has decided that once it's not good, he will ring the bronze bell and go to the stage to save Zhang Yan.

At this time, another foot away, Xin Rufeng's palm hit Zhang Yan's heavenly spirit.

At this moment, Zhang Yan opened his eyes and a cold light passed through it.

With a tight heart, Xin Rufeng was stunned and couldn't believe it. At the same time, his right palm was pounding, and the speed was more than ten times faster in an instant!

But it was too late. Zhang Yan's right hand was wrapped in cyan light and took a step earlier and remembered it on his chest.

Like a broken kite, Xin Rufeng let out a sharp scream and fell to the edge of the ring more than ten feet away. There was a big hole in his chest, and thick blood flowed out. His body was like a lobster struggling in boiling water, bending and trembling violently, and his facial features showed wisps of blood, making his face look particularly terrible.

"How...how...how could it be like this!?" Xin Rufeng gasped violently, and his blood-stained eyes stared at Zhang Yan unwillingly. He tried to struggle to get up, but unfortunately, he fell down again and again and couldn't get up again.

Zhang Yan did not answer him, glanced at him coldly and jumped off the ring. Wu Xiurong, who trembled and was excited, had an ecstasy face, and Liao Yuhu, who slapped his chest and was shocked Xue Longshan. The three of them dragged Zhang Yan with a calm face into the crowd and disappeared.

When the bell rings, the game is over!

Pan Hanbei looked at the place where Zhang Yan left with a complicated expression, jumped on the ring, took out an elixir and fed it into Xin Rufeng's mouth, then picked him up, looked around, and floated towards the central attic.

"Wait a minute for the contestants. I'll be back as soon as I go!"

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"Master, Miss..." The old man with triangular eyes looked at Wu Tailai with a complicated face and was stopped by Wu Tailai as soon as he was halfway through.

"Let her go. I'll think about it." Wu Tailai frowned, and his face suddenly darkened.

Until this time, the people around the ring came to their senses from the scene just now, and then talked about it as if they had exploded.

"It's so enjoyable~ This awesome game has made me**, and I almost... passed!"

"That boy is so powerful that his cultivation in the middle of the foundation made a monk in the later stage of foundation vomit blood and almost stretched his legs!"

"Well, you have to hide when you meet this boy in the future. If you don't work, you can admit defeat..."

Everyone talked about it and didn't want to leave. People around him who knew or didn't know praised Zhang Yan, while Xin Rufeng became the object of ridicule. Long before the game, they laughed at Zhang Yan...

The speed of change in the world is incredible!

In the central attic, Qingchuan and Yang Chan stood side by side. Pan Hanbei put Xin Rufeng, who had been unconscious, on the ground, and the blood had been stopped.

"Brother, does Zhang Yan hide his cultivation?" Qingchuan Jian's eyebrows were locked, and his face was full of surprise.

Pan Hanbei shook his head and sighed, "It's the middle stage of foundation construction, and it won't be wrong."

"Well, this simple boy is really a cruel man~ It destroyed other people's top-quality magic weapons and stunned people. Fuck, fuck!" Yang Chan's face was also uncertain, and he cursed when he heard the words.

Qingchuan pondered a little and waved his hand, "Brother, go back. I will take care of this disciple. The game will continue, but don't die again!"

There was no blame in Qingchuan's words. Of course, Pan Hanbei could hear that Ma Wenshi's death in the first scene was indeed his own negligence, and immediately replied, "I will follow my brother's orders!"

After Pan Hanbei left, Yang Chan stood in front of Xin Rufeng in a coma and looked at him with an angry look, "It's too cruel. This pure boy is so fucking cruel..."

"Who the hell is he..." Qingchuan looked at the distance with a thoughtful face, where Zhang Yan left.