Chapter 1693: Final showdown

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The beasts mingled together, covering the sky and the sun, and the whole sky was covered by the beasts, densely packed.
In a roar of doom-like beasts, a hundred fierce beasts rushed to Wang Fan wildly. This earth-shattering scene, even those audiences, could not help but close their eyes in horror.
Wang Fan saw his face but he didn't change his face. He roared madly, the golden energy in the blood in his body surged instantly, and then his figure rushed straight up, and he rushed towards the densely packed beasts.
Looking at this scene, everyone in the audience was shocked. They didn't understand what Wang Fan was doing, could it be to find death?
Compared with those beasts, Wang Fan's size is just a small thing. If he pounces up like this, it is tantamount to moths putting out fire and burning himself.
Even Su Zhongheng and Su Yueyi couldn't help but stood up and looked at this scene solemnly.
At this moment, Wang Fan had rushed to the beast in front of him, his fists were dancing, and he was bombarded crazy.
"broken!"
"broken!"
"broken!"
He shouted three broken characters in a row, the surging power in his body sprang up wildly, the aura circling above his fists, faintly still with a rich golden light, extremely dazzling.
The violent force hit the beasts instantly, and only listened to the sound of a roar, the beasts burst in succession under the horrifying eyes of everyone.
Wang Fan's double fist dances, like a of war, unstoppable.
All the giant beasts in his double bombardment were broken in a blink of an eye, and turned into aura points to dissipate the world, and none survived.
The terrifying energy was able to spew out ripples, and bombarded the formation enchantment temporarily arranged before Nie Qiu. The shock enchantment was a tremor.
Every time Wang Fan blasted a punch, his face would be pale, and when all the beasts were shattered by him, his face was pale and bloodless.
The son of the lion is even more miserable. The beasts are the ones that he condensed out. If the beasts are damaged, he will naturally follow the damage.
After all the hundred beasts were dispersed, he could not help but spurting blood and half kneeled on the battle platform.
"How is it possible, how is it possible, how can you resist my beasts with their flesh?" Lion Master looked pale, staring straight at Wang Fan, which was incredible.
Qiming of Beasts is a martial art of Zongzong of Beasts. Now that he is showing it, the power is comparable to that of martial arts.
But now, it is broken by Wang Fan who does not use martial arts, which makes him really unacceptable.
"There is nothing impossible, as long as it is strong enough to destroy everything." Wang Fan said flatly, suddenly flashing, his right fist printed on the chest of the lion's son.
Huh!
Another sound came out, and the lion's son spewed out several mouths of blood, flew upside down uncontrollably, and fell towards the battle platform.
Lion, defeat!
Watching this scene, the audience fell into absolute silence.
The lion son is defeated!
The lion son was defeated!
Unbelievable, but hard facts!
Everyone's look at Wang Fan became different again. Although Wang Fan's body was not tall, in everyone's eyes, it was like a high mountain, insurmountable.
In the face of the great arrogance, Wang Fan used his own strength to prove himself time and time again.
Powerful, horrible!
It's just that some people are not used to it. Wang Fan didn't kill the lion son this time. This is really incredible.
After all, since Wang Fan's game, as long as the opponent has not abstained, he has been mercilessly beheaded.
Lion son, is the first person he has not killed.
Su Yueyi, Su Zhongheng, and the elders of the Su family also looked at this scene with a shocked face, which was complicated and exciting.
The complication is that Wang Fan gave them surprises again and again, defeating their opponents that they thought were impossible to defeat. Surprisingly, now Wang Fan has advanced to the top two, one step away from the first.
As long as Wang Fan defeats Nie Mei, the royal arrogant, he can be the champion. At that time, the reward of Po Xuandan will fall into the hands of their Su family.
Nie Heng, who presided over the Dabi, was more gloomy. Even he felt that this Wang Fan was very strange and somewhat unpredictable.
Taking the cultivation of the fifth floor of the heavenly realm as an example, he even came to this step, even he Nie hated it.
Only Nie Mei, the look to Wang Fan not only did not shock and fear, but only a strong fighting intention and killing intention.
She was really afraid that Wang Fan would be defeated in the hands of Lion Master. In that way, it would be impossible for her to teach Wang Fanke.
Right now, since it is Wang Fansheng, then she can take this opportunity to kill Wang Fan and raise the Nie family in front of the monks of the Heavenly Cloud Kingdom.
"Luoyu fights against the son of a lion, and Luoyu wins, and then the rain falls against the royal family Nie Mei, now it starts."
Nie Hen soon announced the result of the match and directly announced the start of the match between Wang Fan and Nie Mei.
Obviously, this old guy has bad intentions, and he did not intend to give Wang Fan some time to breathe. He wanted to use this mean and shameless method to make Nie Mei more likely to win.
"What, it's time to play now, no rest time?"
"This is too unfair? That Nie Mei has been resting for so long, but the rain has just ended the battle."
"It seems to me that the royal family was afraid of falling rain and won Nie Mei.
"Be quiet, in case Senior Nie Hen heard that your little life still wants it."
Sure enough, as soon as Nie Hen's words came out, the following monk suddenly couldn't help but start talking.
Nie Hen was too lazy to ignore them. After he finished speaking, he directly struck off the battle platform.
Wang Fan's complexion changed slightly, but he didn't hesitate, and walked to the battle platform where Nie Mei was.
Nie Mei looked at Wang Fan's pale face, sneered, and said, "Why, do you want to give you an hour to adjust your interest rate to recover?"
Her voice is not too big, but not too small, and it can be clearly heard in everyone's ears.
Wang Fan grinned and immediately nodded, "If you want this to be the best, thank you."
With that said, Wang Fan ignored Nie Mei's ugly face and immediately sat down and began to recover.
He is really weak now, so he doesn't need to be polite at all.
If Nie Mei didn't speak, he wouldn't ask, but Nie Mei spoke all the time. If he had a swollen face and acted like a fat man, then he would be really sick.
Nie Mei's face collapsed in an instant. She didn't expect that she just said casually that Wang Fan actually agreed.
You know, this is against nearly ten million monks. Is it not that Wang Fan is not afraid of embarrassment?
It was just that the words had been spoken, and she had no choice but to wait there in a depressing state.
For a time, the scene became strangely quiet.
I saw that on the battle platform, Nie Mei stood bored, staring at Wang Fan with his teeth.
Wang Fan turned a blind eye to Nie Mei, crossed his eyes and meditated.
This kind of battlefield picture is quite strange.
In a corner of the battle platform, Master Dry Leaf looked at this scene and could not help but nodded with satisfaction.
The black line on the side of Mo Yaoyu's face ...
Time passed, an hour passed by quietly, and Wang Fan, who kept his eyes closed, finally couldn't help but slowly opened his eyes.
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