Chapter 1693

The whole sky is covered with all kinds of animals.

In a roar like doomsday, a hundred fierce beasts rushed to Wang Fan madly. In this earth shaking scene, even the audience could not help but close their eyes in horror.

Wang Fan's face didn't change. He roared wildly. The golden energy in his blood suddenly surged, and then he rushed straight to the dense beasts.

Looking at this scene, all the people under the stage were shocked. They didn't understand what Wang Fan wanted to do. Could it be that he wanted to die?

Wang Fan's body is just a little bit smaller than that of the beasts. If he rushes on like this, it's like a moth flying into the fire, playing with fire and setting himself on fire.

Even Su Zhongheng and Su Yueyi could not help but stand up and look at the scene with a dignified face. For a long time, they could not calm down.

At this time, Wang Fan has been frantically rushed to the beast, double fist dance, crazy bombardment out.

"Broken!"

"Broken!"

"Broken!"

He yelled out three broken words in a row, the turbulent power in his body gushed out madly, the aura hovered above his fists, and the golden light was very dazzling.

The power of fury hit the beasts in a flash. In the sound of a roar, the beasts burst into pieces one after another in the eyes of the people.

Wang Fan's fists dance like the God of war, unstoppable.

All the monsters in his double bombardment smashed in a flash, turned into aura, scattered the world, and no one survived.

Terror can even ripple overflow and spread out, mercilessly bombard in Nie Qiu before the temporary arrangement of the array border, the impact of the border is a tremor.

Wang Fan's face turned pale with each blow. When all the animals were smashed by him, his face was already pale without blood.

The lion is even more miserable. He condenses all kinds of animals. If all kinds of animals are damaged, he will be damaged.

After all the hundred beasts were scattered, he could not help but spew blood and half knelt on the platform.

"How can it be, how can it be, how can you resist the roar of all my beasts with your body?" The lion's face was pale and his eyes were staring at Wang Fan. It was unbelievable.

The roaring of all animals is the unique skill of all animals. Now he shows it, and its power is comparable to that of prefecture level martial arts.

But now, it was smashed one by one by Wang Fan who didn't use his martial arts skills, which made him really unacceptable.

"Nothing is impossible. As long as you are strong enough, you can destroy everything." Wang Fan said blandly, suddenly flashed, and his right fist was printed on the lion's chest.

Bang!

Another sound came out, and the lion boy spat out several mouthfuls of blood. He flew upside down uncontrollably and fell to the battlefield.

Lion, defeat!

Looking at this scene, the whole audience fell into absolute silence.

The lion is defeated!

The lion boy is defeated!

It's unbelievable, but it's an iron fact!

Wang Fan's body is not tall, but in people's eyes, it is like a mountain, insurmountable.

In the face of the big pride, Wang Fan with his own strength, again and again proved himself.

Powerful, terrifying!

But people are not used to it. Wang Fan didn't kill the lion this time. It's really incredible.

After all, since Wang Fan's competition, as long as the other side has not abstained, he has been ruthlessly killed.

Master lion is the first one he didn't kill.

Su Yueyi, Su Zhongheng, and all the elders of the Su family were also shocked to see this scene. Their hearts were complex and excited.

What's more, Wang Fan surprised them again and again, and defeated the opponents they thought impossible. Surprise is, now Wang Fan has been promoted to the top two, from the first, only one step left.

As long as Wang Fan defeats Nie Mei, the imperial pride, he can become the champion. At that time, the reward of breaking Xuandan will fall into the hands of their su family.

Nie hen, who is in charge of Dabi, looks more and more gloomy. Even he felt that Wang Fan was very strange, some of which were elusive.

Even his Nie hen didn't expect that he had come to this step with his five level cultivation.

Only Nie Mei, that look at Wang Fan's eyes not only did not shock fear, but there is only a strong sense of war and killing.

She was really afraid that Wang Fan would be defeated by the lion. In that case, it would be impossible for her to teach Wang Fan a lesson.

Now that Wang Fan has won, she can take this opportunity to kill Wang Fan and raise the power of the Nie family in front of the friars of Zhongtian cloud kingdom.

"Falling rain vs. fighting lion, falling rain wins. Next, falling rain vs. fighting Royal Nie Mei, from now on."

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 a bad heart. He doesn't intend to give Wang Fan time to rest. He wants to make Nie Mei more likely to win by this despicable and shameless means.

"What, competition now, no break?"

"Isn't that fair? That Nie Mei has rested so long, but the rain has just ended the battle. "

"In my opinion, it must be the royal family's fear of falling rain that won Nie Mei. That's what they did on purpose."

"Keep your voice down. If you are heard by master Nie hen, do you want your life?"

Sure enough, as soon as Nie hen's words came out, the friars immediately began to talk.

Nie hen didn't bother to pay attention to them. With that, he went straight down the battlefield.

Wang Fan's face changed slightly, but he didn't hesitate. He flashed to the platform where Nie Mei was.

Nie Mei looks at Wang Fan's pale face, eyes show sarcasm, opening a way, "how, do you want to give you an hour to recuperate?"

Her voice is not big, but also not small, can clearly spread to everyone's ears.

Wang Fan grinned and immediately nodded, "yes, it's the best. Thank you very much."

With that, Wang Fan ignored Nie Mei's ugly face, and immediately climbed to the west to sit down and began to recover.

He is really a little weak now. There is no need to be polite at all.

If this Nie Mei doesn't speak, he won't ask, but Nie Mei has spoken. If he plays fat face and pretends to force, it's really brain disease.

Nie Mei's face is an instant to collapse down, she did not expect, she said so casually, Wang Fan actually really agreed.

You know, it's against tens of thousands of monks. Isn't Wang Fan afraid of shame?

Just words have been said out, she also has no way, can only start to wait there depressed.

For a moment, the scene was strangely quiet.

See that battle platform up, Nie Mei some boring stand, gnash teeth of stare at Wang Fan.

Wang Fan turned a blind eye to Nie Mei. He closed his eyes and meditated.

It's quite strange.

In a corner under the platform, master Kuye looked at the scene and nodded his head with satisfaction. "It's good, it's good. I'm worthy of being chosen by you. Those who do great things should not stick to small details."

The black line on the side of moyaoyu's face ···

time flies, and an hour passes quietly. Wang Fan, who has been closed his eyes, finally can't help but slowly opens his eyes.