Fantasy: I have a Mall of Worlds

Ling Fei fought Feng Mo for more than an hour with all his strength and means, but in the end, he was still defeated by Feng Mo.

On the side of the Daling Dynasty, only Gu Linger and Yang Fan were left.

All of a sudden, the situation became extremely serious.

Even a few people have lost hope.

Chapter 137 Strong shot!

The second player of the Great Ling Dynasty was Gu Ling'er.

Her opponent is a guy named Tan Hong, who is a member of the royal family of the Tianfeng Dynasty and seems to be a prince.

His cultivation has reached the peak of the eighth level of the Spirit Refining Realm!

I have to say that this Gu Linger's luck in the lottery is really a bit helpless, and he met people who are much better than himself twice.

But the final result of the battle was beyond everyone's expectations.

Gu Ling'er actually once again defeated the strong with the weak, defeating Tan Hong!

Although Gu Ling'er also paid a great price and suffered severe injuries, no matter what, Gu Ling'er won.

This represents the Daling Dynasty.Qualified to participate in the final decisive battle, there is a glimmer of hope.

As for Yang Fan, the others simply ignored him, winning?That doesn't exist, I just hope that this guy can be taught a lesson severely.It's okay to vent your anger on them.

"Here, this is the third-order pill of returning to heaven, which is extremely effective in healing injuries and restoring spiritual power."

At this moment, Xiao Wushuang walked up to Gu Ling'er who was sitting cross-legged on the ground healing his wounds, and took out a medicine bottle from his arms, his tone no longer cold.

Gu Ling'er looked up at her in surprise, then accepted it, with a smile on her pale face: "Thank you, Sister Wushuang."

As the most talented disciple of Xuanjizong.Gu Ling'er naturally had many resources on her body, but there really wasn't a third-order healing pill like Huitian Pill.

Gu Linger was also very grateful for Xiao Wushuang's kind gesture.

Without hypocrisy or delay, he swallowed one directly and began to repair the injury quickly.

"Yang Fan, it will be your turn later, are you sure?"

Xiao Wushuang returned to Yang Fan's side, turned his head to look at him, and asked in a low voice.

Smiling, Yang Fan said indifferently: "It's the same as playing, you just wait to see how I crush them."

"But don't be careless. Those who can stay until now are not good people. Don't capsize in the gutter."

For Yang Fan, Xiao Wushuang is also very confident, but she is worried that Yang Fan's casual attitude will cause some accidents after he plays.

Yang Fan nodded and said, "Don't worry, I still want to avenge you."

As he said, Yang Fan turned his eyes to the Tianfeng Dynasty, the guy who defeated Xiao Wushuang before, and wanted to kill Xiao Wushuang.

In his eyes, there was evil spirit.

Hearing this, Xiao Wushuang blushed pretty, and glared at Yang Fan reproachfully.Don't talk to him anymore.

Soon, after another battle ended, it was finally Yang Fan's turn.

"Fuck luck kid, get the hell out of here!"

At this time, a man with a burly figure, a cold face, a strong breath, and a loud voice jumped up and landed on the battle stage, staring at Yang Fan who was not far away, and shouted coldly.

This person's name is Zhai Jun, a senior disciple of a sect of the Tianfeng Dynasty, who has reached the ninth level of the Spiritual Refining Realm, and is only a little short of the peak.

so powerful.He is indeed a top talent among the younger generation.

However, looking at the shouting Zhai Jun, Yang Fan sneered, and then slowly approached the competition stage.

After stopping ten meters away from Zhai Jun, Yang Fan said slowly: "Stop the ink, let's start?"

"Hmph, you bastard, luck has allowed you to get here until now. I'll let you know later that this kind of place is not qualified to come to this kind of place!"

"A lot of nonsense!"

Yang Fan shook his head, the next moment, there was no warning.Start playing directly!

When Xiaoyaoyou unfolded, the whole person turned into an erratic phantom. The speed, coupled with the strange and unpredictable steps, made everyone present shrink their pupils.

Feng Mo was also surprised, but before he could react, Yang Fan appeared half a meter in front of him.

This speed is so fast!

"Tiangang Palm, a full set of 36 moves!"

A voice full of coldness sounded, and then.Everyone was shocked to see that Yang Fan's hands were shining with golden brilliance.

A wave of pure, extremely rich spiritual power rippled out.

The next moment, palm shadows fell on Feng Mo's body!

bang bang bang...

At the beginning, Feng Mo was able to forcibly use his spiritual power to resist a few palms, but as Yang Fan's palm shadow became faster and the attack became more and more fierce, Feng Mo couldn't resist at all.

In just a few breaths, Yang Fan hit Feng Mo more than 20 times!

Every time he was hit with a palm, Feng Mo spurted out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably.

At the back, Feng Mo was beaten up into the air.

Like a sandbag.

boom!

With the last palm falling, Feng Mo was directly sent flying.It fell outside the fighting platform.

At this moment, Feng Mo didn't have a single spot intact, palm prints all over his body.

Its aura was exhausted to the extreme, but only after a few breaths.Everyone was shocked to feel that Feng Mo's aura had completely disappeared!

Feng Mo, who had no strength to resist, was directly killed by Yang Fan!

This scene.Everyone present was shocked in place.

From Yang Fan's sudden explosive attack, showing extremely strong strength, to Feng Mo's killing, everyone was in shock.

In their eyes, that guy who is just luck, seems to have no strength, and is extremely hated, has such terrifying strength?

The peak of the Ninth Layer of Spirit Refining Realm?

This level of cultivation, among the younger generation present, including Yang Fan himself, there are only five or six people.

In the battle arena, Yang Fan withdrew his hands and breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around, glanced at Xiao Wushuang who was not far away, raised his head slightly, and smiled.

Xiao Wushuang reacted, her pretty face flushed immediately.

She knew that Yang Fan was avenging her.

Coupled with Yang Fan's domineering posture, he looks full of confidence.Xiao Wushuang's eyes were sparkling, full of admiration, and Yang Fan was completely convinced that he turned into a little girl.

"This... this Yang Fan is so strong?!"

Not only the people of the Daling Dynasty, but also the three dynasties, everyone looked at Yang Fan again, and the eyes had completely changed.

Shocked, dignified, fearful.It's complicated.

The few martial artists who stepped into the air began to talk in a low voice.

Feng Quan of the Tianfeng Dynasty had a gloomy expression on his face, and said, "Brother Lin, your Daling Dynasty has produced a remarkable genius, and you have hidden it so deeply."

"This young man is very good. He knows how to hide his clumsiness. Once he shows his edge, he is so domineering. This battle is really exciting."

In the Jushi Dynasty, a warrior named Wang Meng took a deep look at Yang Fan and said in a solemn tone.

Hearing this, Lin Tao also had an unconcealable pride on his face.

Although he didn't like Yang Fan very much before, but at this time, Yang Fan, as a member of the Daling Dynasty, defeated his opponent with such a strong posture, and also won honor for the Daling Dynasty.

Smiling, Lin Tao looked at Feng Quan, and said softly: "Brother Feng, I'm sorry, this junior's actions are not serious, and your Tianfeng Dynasty has lost a genius."

"Hmph, life and death have nothing to do when you're on the stage. If you want to blame it, blame Feng Moji for being inferior to others."

That being said, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Feng Quan's expression was a bit unsightly.

Still, who cares?

Whether it is the Daling Dynasty or the Jushi Dynasty, they are all very happy to see this scene.

Anyway, those who died were not from their dynasty.

Chapter 138 A Strong Crushing

On the other side, Yang Fan also left the competition stage and returned to Xiao Wushuang's side.

Enjoying the adoring gazes of Xiao Wushuang, brother and sister Chen Xiaoyu.

As for the dead Feng Mo, he had already been cleaned up, and no one would care about a dead Tianjiao.

time flies.

The battle continues.

The six winners faced off again in twos, and finally decided the final candidate.

This time, Gu Linger was the first to play.

The opponent was the Giant Stone Dynasty, a man named Pang Long, whose cultivation had reached the peak of the ninth level of the Spiritual Refining Realm.

In the case of a big difference in cultivation base, although Gu Ling'er had counterattacked several times, she still fell into a complete disadvantage when facing the really powerful Pang Long.

soon.It was defeated.

The opponent was a little sympathetic, and he didn't make any serious moves. After defeating Gu Ling'er, he stopped.

"Sorry, I tried my best."

There was a trace of unwillingness in Gu Ling'er's big eyes.They have survived until now, and they are only one step away from entering the decisive battle.

However, with the eighth level of the Spiritual Refining Realm, Gu Ling'er can persist until now, which is considered extremely remarkable.

People will naturally blame her.

Although Gu Ling'er was defeated, with her current record and ranking, she can still get a wave of extremely generous rewards.

And Yang Fan became the only hope of the Daling Dynasty.

"This bastard..."

Not far from Yang Fan.Mu Xuan could no longer maintain his calm, the usual elegance had been replaced by ferocity.

My heart is both unbelievable and full of anger.

Originally, in his eyes, he was just a guy with a bit of literary talent but not very strong, just a second-class city guy, and he didn't pay attention to him at all.

But now, Yang Fan's overbearing posture made his face slap and slap.

While filled with resentment, he also felt a monstrous sense of humiliation.

However, Mu Xuan didn't dare to retaliate. Although Yang Fan was only the young lord of a second-class city, he held the order of the right minister.

This thing can only be bestowed if you have a deep relationship with the right minister and the great scholar Hu Wen.

Even if Mu Xuan is the arrogance of one of the four major families in Tianling City, even a first-class city can be ignored, but with Hu Wen's relationship, he, Mu Xuan, would not dare to touch Yang Fan.

This made Mu Xuan even more furious.

If Yang Fan knew what Mu Xuan was thinking right now, he would definitely say something. I just like to see your expression that you can't understand me, but you can't get rid of me...

"Yang Fan, it's your turn."

At this time, it was Yang Fan's turn to play again.

On the side, Chen Xiaoyu yelled and cheered for Yang Fan.

Rubbing the little girl's head, Yang Fan cast a reassuring look at Xiao Wushuang, and then walked into the battle arena.