In response, Yang Fan had to accept it.

In any case, it is better than a little combat points.

“Yang Fan, please ask for advice.”Yang Fan sighed in his heart and arched his hand at the Holy Fire.

“The sky is chasing the clouds.”The Holy Fire boy also held his fist.

The words fell, and the field chased the foot of the cloud and slipped, as if it were going to fall.But he did not fall down, but strangely approached Yang Fan, his hands brought a shadow, and took it out.

People with slightly weaker strength simply can't see what part of Yang Fan's body is going to attack Yang Fan's body.

The disciples of the Holy Fire were excited, and the hand of Brother Tian was extremely extraordinary.Even the single brother seems to be too much.

The single industry frowned, if it is now he facing the Tian Chaoyun attack, it will feel very difficult.If you are not careful, you can lose.

However, he and Yang Fan had a hand, and the depth of the latter, he could not see it until now.

Single industry vaguely feel that Brother Mu Zhengfeng has the strength to force out all the strength, in order to really win, you must have Brother Huo Xuan to do it.

The shadow of the eye is reflected in Yang Fan’s pupil.

Bam!

One hand.

There was no fancy palm, but it passed through the heavy palm shadow and took a step on the chest of Tian Chaoyun.

Tian Chaoyun took a dozen steps back, and finally stopped, and kept coughing.The strength of the force, shocked him all over the blood appeared to tremble.

Looking at the standing in the same place, the motionless Yang Fan, Tian Chaoyun did not continue to attack, snorted coldly, and turned directly back to the crowd.

Obviously, this test, he conceded.

On the other side of the presby area, the two elders of the Holy Fire Church looked at each other and saw that it was not good in each other's eyes.This young man, Yang Fan, is not ordinary.

Many of the Holy Fire disciples also looked deeply hit, mainly because Tian Chaoyun lost too fast.

Mu Zhengfeng looked at the field chasing the cloud with his head down and shook his head: "Tian Chaoyun, I thought you would have how you will make progress during this time, or so vulnerable..."

Tian Chaoyun's face changed even, but Mu Zhengfeng's strength far exceeded his, so he was not good at refuting anything, he had to be bored.

From the beginning to the end, Mu Zhengfeng did not see the Tian Chaoyun, his eyes fell on Yang Fan, the corners of his mouth raised a disdainful curvature: "Let him be mad for a while."

The Holy Fire disciple next to him immediately complimented, "That is, as long as Brother Mu shoots, the boy will undoubtedly lose."

For these compliments, Mu Zhengfeng is very enjoying, the smile in the corners of his mouth, even more.

In the direction of the hundred battles, the thin young man stared at Yang Fan and said to the other four: "Don't go, he is very powerful."

“Brother, are you sure?”The other four immediately asked.

Shen Tu's thin lips, slightly squashed, shook his head: "There is no absolute certainty."

There is no absolute certainty, that is to say, there is still a certain certainty that you can win.

The four hundred warriors were relieved, and the brother Shen, who went out after talking, was full of confidence.They have seen the power of Brother Shen, definitely one of the strongest people in the air situation!

Even if the Yang Fan of the Qian Yuanzong is no longer powerful, it cannot be taken advantage of in the hands of Brother Shen.

And Yang Fan looked at the show on the field, sighed again, and really planned to catch up with the change.This is the second game, the person who shoots, becomes the strongest guy in the hundred battle.

"Clearly said, I am the weakest, why not send some ordinary people out, let us happy rookie pee each other!" 」Yang Fan muttered a word.

Shen Tu only vaguely heard a little voice, can not help but ask in doubt: "What do you say?"

Yang Fan coughed a little, and the look became serious: "Nothing, comfort yourself in your heart and adjust your state."I can feel your strength, so I have to play the spirit of twelve points!”

A smile on Shentu's face and gain the respect of his opponent is a very fulfilling thing.

The elders of the Hundred War, seeing this scene, could not help but nod their heads.

This little guy is still very good, this evaluation has nothing to do with strength.

Only Lin Qingtong and Yue Xiao knew that this was certainly what Yang Fan said.These days of contact, let them find that Yang Fan this guy is very love out of the breeze.

Yes, it is to love the cusp, anytime and anywhere want to find someone to try, show their own strength.

If Yang Fan knew the thoughts of the two people in his heart, he would shout wrongly, and he did not want to show his strength.In order to quickly increase the strength, you have to do this...

In the middle of the empty space, Yang Fan and Shentu are separated by a distance.

Neither of them spoke, and the scene seemed very quiet.

Oooh!

Suddenly, Shen Tu shot, and the soles of the feet staggered on the ground, as if they were hitting a clock.In the place where there are countless spider web-like cracks.

And the picture is like a violent demon, like a violent demon, and collided with Yang Fan.

The thin body, at this moment, contains a powerful explosive force, and the fist suddenly roars out, even the air seems to break, making a subtle roar.

"Very well."The elder of the hundred warriors saw the hand of the Shen Tu, and the power revealed, and the color of satisfaction was shown on his face.

The asceticism of this period has increased again, and the progress has not been small.

An elder of the Holy Fire Church immediately laughed and said, “There are successors of the Hundred War ...”

As an invitee, he should say a few words of good words as appropriate.In any case, the higher the opponent is carried, and the more face when their Holy Fire Church finally crushes the whole field.

Touched!

However, the voice of the Holy Fire Elder has not yet completely dropped, and Yang Fan has taken a slap.The fist collided, and two forces suddenly burst out, setting off countless dust on the ground.

In this dust, Shen Tu's body slipped out, and his feet pulled out two clearly visible traces on the ground.

“Cough...”

The moment he stabilized his body, his face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.Even the real anger on the body has become disordered.

Again, the show is defeated!

Everyone’s eyes almost jumped out, and that was too hard!

The elder of the hundred warriors breathed a stagnate, and was just satisfied with the progress of the plan, but now he lost a trick.This makes him somewhat doubtful, is the next generation of the other sects already strong to this extent?

After that, the hundred soldiers are not in danger!

At this moment, the elder of the hundred war elders was uncertain and thought of a lot.

As for the Holy Fire, the elder was a little embarrassed, and he said that there were successors in the Hundred War.And the man who was defeated.

"Haha, the old man, this little boy named Yang Fan, is really amazing!"He took a huh and immediately changed the subject.

The search elders smiled modestly, “Generally.”

In fact, the search for the elders was also surprised, the inner door ratio was only a few days later, Yang Fan's strength even became stronger.

But thinking that this is a Qian Yuan Zong disciple, looking for the elders to smile at the close of their mouths.

Looking at the Shen Tu, which was defeated by his own palm, Yang Fan's mouth was slightly open, and he returned to God for a while and smashed his mouth a few times.He only used 50 percent of his strength.

After all, Shen Tu is also a level guy with Yue Xiao.

When the inner door was small, he and Yue Xiao fought, and they all used nearly 80% of their strength.

Now, Yang Fan found that his own strength is stronger than he imagined...