Son-in-law, God-Emperor

In the final showdown, the family of the winner will get the right to mine the spirit stone veins for three years.

Although the Long family is the number one family in Jingchuan City, it is very poor compared to the forces in other cities present...

Obtaining a spirit stone vein means that spirit stones can be mined continuously.

Although the spirit stones contained in this spirit stone vein are of the lowest quality, it is enough to change many things.

Xiao Fan's injuries were no longer serious, but he still looked very serious.

Hang Zixuan looked solemn and kept a distance from Murong Fu.

Murong Fu looked at the two of them calmly, with a gentle smile on his lips: "Xiao Fan, Hang Zixuan, I will give you a chance to deal with me together, otherwise it will be too boring to fight."...

Hearing what Murong Fu said, Xiao Fan was fine and had no reaction.

However, Hang Zixuan was furious: "Murong Fu, are you looking down on me?"

"I'm just a suggestion, because when fighting alone, you are indeed no match for me." Murong Fu smiled lightly, then looked at Xiao Fan: "And you...are so seriously injured, how can you... How much strength can you use?”

As a closed disciple that Elder Ziyun Dongtian cares about, Murong Fu must have his confidence and pride.

"No need, I can kill you by myself!"

Hang Zixuan shouted violently, her fourth level of Qi Transformation realm exploded, and a silver whip appeared in her hand.

This long whip exudes terrible pressure, and it is also a mysterious-level magic weapon!

Xiao Fan was stunned... Is this woman's brain hard to use?

Murong Fu is at the fifth level of Qi Transformation Realm! You are at a lower level than your opponent, and you actually want to fight in a one-on-one battle?

Everyone in the Hang family in the audience was speechless...some even covered their faces with their hands, unable to bear to look directly.

Even the ancestor of the Hang family sighed deeply, feeling that his children were hopeless...

With the long whip in hand, Hang Zixuan murmured in her mouth. The long whip extended for tens of meters, emitting a dazzling silver light. Hang Zixuan waved it casually, and the places where the silver whip struck exploded.

"What kind of treasure is this long whip? The Hang family probably doesn't have such a magical weapon, right?"

"Indeed not, but it looks like this whip is not simple."

"The power of this whip... is so terrifying."

There were constant discussions around him, and even Xiao Fan was surprised. The damage caused by the swing of the long whip was greater than he imagined. It was estimated that it had the strength of a fifth-level monk in the Qi Transformation Realm to attack with all his strength.

"You don't look stupid yet..." Xiao Fan murmured, reassessing Hang Zixuan's strength.

The opponent didn't use all his strength in the first battle.

And Xiao Fan didn't intend to take action. It would be a good thing for him to let these two people consume him. By the way, he could also observe Murong Fu's strength and what was going on with that strange thing that could make people's bodies slow.

At this time, Xiao Fan does not look like a participant, but more like a spectator...

Hang Zixuan whipped the long whip in her hand at Murong Fu. The silver whip exuded terrifying pressure and the momentum was astonishing!

Murong Fu's eyes narrowed slightly. The speed of the long whip was faster than he imagined. However, he was very agile and could avoid the attack of the long whip by turning sideways.

The ground hit by the long whip cracked every inch... and a pit was created that was one meter long and half a meter deep.

Hang Zixuan failed to hit a single blow, so she did not hesitate and continued to swing the whip, not caring at all about the consumption of spiritual power.

Murong Fudong dodged around. Although he seemed a little embarrassed, he kept approaching Hang Zixuan.

Hang Zixuan naturally discovered this. She backed away, always keeping a distance from Murong Fu. His technique of slowing people down was too terrifying, so she had to keep a certain distance.

The scene of this fight was very heroic. Hang Zixuan's long whip was extremely destructive, and gray fog filled the mine.

"Why didn't he directly use the technique to make Hang Zixuan slow down? Is it because the distance was not enough?" Xiao Fan observed the two fighting while being careful to avoid being accidentally injured.

Hang Zixuan kept her distance and attacked because she was afraid of being slow and being taken away by Murong Fu...

However, Murong Fu has not used this ability until now. The only explanation is that he cannot use it because the distance is not enough!

It is speculated that, like Xiao Fan, Murong Fu did have this reason, and it was also because of this reason that he kept wanting to get close to Hang Zixuan.

At the beginning of the fight, Hang Zixuan had the upper hand, but using the mysterious magic weapon was very taxing on herself. Her movements began to become sluggish, and the power of swinging the whip also began to decrease significantly...

"Boom..."

At this moment, Hang Zixuan swung his long whip, and in the gap, Murong Fu's eyes flashed, and he jumped up quickly and ran towards Hang Zixuan.

"Oops!"

Hang Zixuan was shocked. She had thought she had mastered Murong Fu's speed, but she never expected that the other party had been hiding it all this time!

Just for this moment!

Murong Fu had a feminine smile on his lips. He was less than ten meters away from Hang Zixuan. The latter wanted to run away, but his body suddenly became sluggish!

In the blink of an eye, Murong Fu was three meters in front of Hang Zixuan...

However, Hang Zixuan's body became sluggish, and her movements to withdraw the whip in her hand were extremely slow, and she could only let the other party slaughter her!

"It's over, Hang Zixuan is doomed!"

"This time the Murong family won."

"No way, this Murong Fu is too strong, he is worthy of being valued by the elders of Ziyun Dongtian and accepted as a closed disciple, how can we fight him?"

"....."

Everyone thought that this competition was over...

Murong Fu smiled, he clenched his fists and planned to kill Hang Zixuan, the latter closed her eyes in despair, she had no other trump card!

"Now!"

However, Xiao Fan moved at the spot. He had been hiding his breath just now, so that the two people would not notice his existence, but he had always kept a distance from the two people!

He could kill them at a close distance with an instant burst! !

Xiao Fan's figure was like a thunderbolt, the fourth level of the Qi transformation realm burst out, and the golden light of his right hand was shining, which was the broken throat lock! !

Murong Fu was startled, and his hair trembled instantly, and a strong sense of crisis came from behind him!

"Not good!!"

But it was too late. When Murong Fu reacted, Xiao Fan was already half a meter behind him, and the broken throat lock seal in his hand was aimed at his throat!

"What!"

Everyone nearby was stunned. No one expected this to happen!

Even Murong was shocked. This guy had been hiding until now, and suddenly attacked?

Too insidious! !

"Throat-crushing lock!"

Xiao Fan shouted, and the seal of his right hand was still three inches away from Murong Fu's neck!

But suddenly Murong Fu's body exuded a piercing cold air. Xiao Fan felt as if his body was wrapped in ice, which slowed his movements.

Taking this opportunity, Murong Fu planned to dodge and escape!

He had seen the lethality of the throat-crushing lock. Su Yizhou was almost killed by this move!

However, he still underestimated Xiao Fan. The ice that froze Xiao Fan's body was shattered by him, and then the seal in his hand hit Murong Fu fiercely!

"What! How is it possible!"

Murong Fu was shocked and couldn't believe it, but he had dodged half of his body in the time just now, and the seal of the throat-crushing lock hit his right arm!