Chapter 567: Strong enemy

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Standing up, Lu Fan had a smile on his face.
Feng Xiaoqi slowly came forward, and the two stared at each other.
"Lu Fan."
"The wind rests."
The two smiled at their opponents. Feng Xiaoqi looked up and down at Lu Fan and said, "You don't have a sword,"
Lu Fan said indifferently: "Don't you also have a sword,"
Feng Xiaoqi said: "When you need to go out, it will come out naturally. It depends on whether you have real skills."
Lu Fandao: "Me too."
The smiles on their faces were a little bit bigger.
Feng Xiaoqi continued to move forward, Lu Fan looked at his footsteps and strode forward.
Finally the two stopped at a distance of about three steps from each other.
Feng Xiaoqi said: "You are very confident, this distance, I usually destroy it with one finger."
Lu Fan smiled: "Please."
Suddenly, a strong wind suddenly killed Lu Fan.
Lu Fan's body swayed slightly, the strong wind directly crossed Lu Fan's cheeks, a trace of hair fell from Lu Fan's head.
At the next moment, Lu Fan's fingers moved slightly.
A more intense airflow came out, and Feng Xiaoyi suddenly illusory.
Lu Fan's direction passed through.
"Not bad."
"interesting."
The two looked at their opponents and said at the same time.
Feng Xiaoqi suddenly carried his hands on his shoulders: "Lu Fan, see if you can take me a few strokes."
As soon as the voice fell, Feng Xiaoqi burst into burst.
As soon as the tyrannical Gang Jin appeared, there was a clicking sound on the ground beneath my feet, and countless black stones exploded. The strength that was so strong that it was about to succeed in the world proved his amazing behavior.
A scaled dragon armor appeared on Lu Fan's body, and a huge phantom appeared behind him.
"drink."
The two sipped at the same time.
The gusty wind started, countless phantoms flashed in the wind, and the sound of fists and feet collided constantly. But Lu Fan and Feng Xiaoqi's figure didn't move.
Click.
A piece of black stone exploded on the ground in the distance, and the stone was blown into powder by the wind in midair.
Even with the protection of the gas mask, the audience around them still felt the terrible power, surging in front of them.
boom. boom. boom. boom.
Suddenly, a continuous sound rang on the wall of the martial arts ground to the east. Everyone stared at them, and saw one by one a clear and clear fist print.
Then, the fist seal collapsed and the gravel exploded.
The audience sitting at the front felt that the ground beneath their feet began to shake violently, and they quickly backed away in a panic.
Above the stands, the only person who can sit in the front and watch is the real martial arts master.
All the soldiers who cultivated to reach the ground above the ground can vaguely see Lu Fan and Feng Xiaoqi who are fighting rapidly in the field.
The two's physical skills are too fast. Even if they are the warriors in the land, they can only see the two moving around, but they can't see the movements of the two actually fighting.
But Xiu Wei, who had reached the Tiangang Realm, could see the true situation of the two men fighting.
That's the fist to the flesh, killing each other.
All the exploding inkstones were trampled and cracked by the two people, and the fist marks appearing on the walls were just a little aftermath after the fist was removed.
But the aftermath of such a little confrontation caused the entire martial arts field to blast continuously.
The ground was originally flat and solid, and the two were beaten into potholes, and almost no one was intact.
"Two strong boys."
Shui family head, water really softly admired.
What he said was also watching the battle at the moment, the voices of the powerful.
In the corner of the stand, Dong Fatzi and others sat down early. Wu Chen did not come today. Instead, the gang of experts who often go to the Dong Fatzi shop to drink, hung in the air, watching carefully.
Dong Fat man nodded secretly, and the old Liu beside him laughed more than ever.
"The boy Lu Fan is stronger. This boy named Feng is a little faster. The two are playing well."
"Feng Xiaozi practice is the way to fight the stars, Dong Fat, isn't that your dead brother's mastery,"
Yang Pozi said loudly.
Dong Fatzi smiled: "Yes. This is my teacher's nephew, this kid is not bad. My brother did not find the wrong passer."
Xuanyuan old ghost said: "It's good. Your teacher and nephew are really lucky, inherited orderly and died well."
On the other side, Emperor Qin Shang smiled at the battle on the field.
"It's a fierce fight."
Qin Yun and Qin Fan looked around blankly, and they couldn't see any figure of fighting at all.
But the generals behind him sighed with admiration.
"Fist has the power to open the mountain."
"Body-shaped."
"The two of them are so good now. I'm afraid they will become Wu'an who can carry the tripod in the future."
Lu Chengxiang was closing his eyes and raising his mind. Anyway, he, a person who did not cultivate, could not understand it. But listening to the comments of the generals, one can understand how much the talents of the two have already deterred everyone present.
With a grin in his mouth, Lu Chengxiang felt more and more that he had taken Lu Fan first, which was extremely correct.
boom.
With a loud bang, the entire martial arts field suddenly burst into ten feet.
Lu Fan and Feng Xiaoqi suddenly moved.
Feng Xiaoqi pointed at Lu Fan's forehead, while Lu Fan punched Feng Xiaoqi's face fiercely.
The movements of the two were so rapid and so unexpected.
The violent wind suddenly stopped, Lu Fan's feet pulled out two clear gullies on the ground, the wind rested a dozen steps, and a trace of blood hung on the corner of his mouth.
Steady body shape, a trace of blood fell on Lu Fan's forehead.
Feng Xiaoqi touched his slightly sunken cheek, his eyes full of fanatic light.
"happy."
Feng Xiaoqi straightened up and laughed loudly.
Lu Fan got up slowly and wiped the blood from his forehead.
The voices of the two had just fallen, and countless ink stones flew up, which fell to the ground.
boom. boom. boom.
Numerous stones also fell along the surrounding walls, and the entire martial arts field was ruined by the two in just a few breaths.
Feng Xiaoqi squeezed his fist and said, "Your physical strength is really strong. It seems that it is unwise to fight brute force with you."
Lu Fan's eyes held a strange light path: "Your speed is not bad. Are you going to play real,"
Feng Xiaoqi smiled and said: "Of course."
The dialogue between the two was clearly heard by all the audience.
This is not true, but the strength of the two is too strong.
If you change to other warriors, I am afraid that the battle has already ended. Until now, many people have no idea how the two of them just clashed.
Why didn't you stand still, it was like this all around.
Feng Xiaoqi stretched out his hand and pulled out his iron sword. After reaching out, all the rust on the sword disappeared.
The iron sword, which seemed to be broken and broken, now showed the light that only the magic soldier had.
The gaps were made up by shining runes. Above the sword, the shiny "square inch" appeared.
"Sword name square inch, sword magic square inch, please."
Feng Xiaoqi pointed at Lu Fan's face with a sword.
The light flashed in Lu Fan's hands, and the Wufeng Epee fell into his hands at the same time.
"Sword name has no edge, please."
The two men rose up on their swords, and soon. A loud noise rang on the field between the two.
At this time, all the audience saw the sword in the middle of the martial arts field. Until this time, where the two had just stood, the ghost image had not dissipated.
"drink."
The long sword in Feng Xiaoqi's hands struck a thousand times in an instant. I saw the void around Lu Fan's body, and immediately a dense shadow appeared.
The sword in Lu Fan's hand was very slow, but it was as if he had predicted the trajectory of each sword in Feng Xiaoqi.
Wu Feng's heavy sword swept over, and then blocked all sword shadows.
The two began a close-knife sword fight, one move at a time, both of which shattered the space and shook the ground.
"Fang Cunjian, close to the horizon."
Feng Xiaoqi's wrist turned, and the long sword in his hand drew a sword light in front of them.
Lu Fan slashed his sword and suddenly found that his sword seemed to be short. It was clearly a sword that struck Feng Xiaoqi's body, but he flew in front of Feng Xiaoqi.
While Feng Xiaoqi's sword was clearly withdrawn, Lu Fan felt his heart hurt.
It was the feeling of a long sword entering the flesh, and Lu Fan's muscles contracted and flicked away. Two steps forward, Lu Fan's backhand is another sword, but still swayed in front of Feng Xiaoqi.
At this moment Lu Fan suddenly found his footsteps, I do not know when to retreat back.
With a smile on his mouth, Feng Xiaoqi started his sword skills again.
Fang Cunjian, Fang Cun is life and death.
Gang Jin condenses into extreme, Jianguang condenses into extreme. The square in front of him is his absolute realm.
Feng Xiaoqi's eyes were full of fanatic light.
"Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill."
Lu Fan suddenly had dozens of swords in his body, and the scaled dragon armor was rapidly collapsing.
"Good swordsmanship. If Lu Fan can practice Vientiane invisible to triple, there is a way to fight it, which is probably difficult to deal with now.
Old Liu said with a beard.
Yang Pozi said: "This is the sword of space. If you can't see through this, Lu Fan will be at risk."
The old ghost of Xuanyuan didn't speak, but laughed.
East Fatty said softly: "Don't underestimate Lu Fan. He has a way."
In the field, Lu Fan was already and gurgling.
Prince Qin Yun looked very happy.
Die, die, today is your burial place.
Qin Yun is happy and proud. Suddenly, Lu Fan's left hand grabbed Feng Xiaoqi's Fang Cunjian with a sudden thunder.
Starting with the long sword, Lu Fan's palm immediately had a blood stain.
But Lu Fan didn't care, looked up and looked at Feng Xiaoqi said: "It turns out so."
A strange light flashed in Feng Xiaoqi's eyes, and a sudden flash of sword light shook Lu Fan's palm, and then a sword pierced Lu Fan's chest.
Lu Fan didn't avoid the flash, and the strong sword of Wufeng in his hand lit a strong light.
"The life-and-death wheel turns, and once it turns, the world moves."
Lu Fan turned around with a sword, but actually cut off behind him.
Everyone couldn't understand the movement of Landing Fan, but only Feng Xiaoxi was shocked. Hurry to close the sword.
clang. Lu Fan's Wufeng Epee cut something.
Feng Xiaoqi's figure appeared suddenly, and he fell to his knees with one sword cut by Lu Fan.
"Fang Cunjian, but only the sword of the void. The sword shatters the void."
Lu Fan shouted, and nine cyclones lighted up.
"Second turn, ghosts and gods startled."
boom.