Chapter 589

Silent, on the huge Huang Dao, countless broken lines appear.

Click, click.

The blade suddenly broke, and the huge blade broke into countless pieces of golden light, falling from the sky.

These fragments contain the power of pure heaven and earth.

Visible to the naked eye, the surrounding space begins to recover rapidly.

Tang Qing slowly fell to the ground, stepping on a piece of stone that can stand steadily, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.

"You are very strong."

Tang Qing said, covering his chest.

Lu Fan looked at him and said quietly, "you are not bad either."

"I know I'm not your match now. But I'll do it again. "

Tang Qing raised the Huang Dao in his hand and looked at Lu Fan's way.

Lu Fan takes up the heavy sword without front, carries his hands on his back and looks at him calmly.

As if seeing what Tang Qing wanted to do, Zuoshan wuzun suddenly shouted, "Tang Qing, stop it."

His voice attracted everyone's attention.

At this time, the nearby audience suddenly saw the figure of Zuoshan wuzun.

Their faces were full of surprise. They had no idea when Zuoshan wuzun and other people appeared.

How could you spare such a large area and let these old guys sit here and set the table for drinking.

Tang Qing and Lu Fan also cast their eyes on Zuoshan wuzun.

Tang Qing said in surprise, "master."

Zuoshan wuzun took a step in the air. Next moment, he came to the front of the stand and stepped on the brain bags of two fat people.

The two fat people dare not move, for fear that one of them will lose his life.

These days, it's really a big head and a mistake, but also to step on, two fat people want to cry without tears.

Zuoshan wuzun slowly shook his head and said, "you will lose your life."

Tang Qing's hand began to shake. Suddenly, Tang Qing said, "master, this is the best opportunity. It's my last fight, though I have no regrets. "

His lips began to shake. As a warrior, even if he rushed into the arena and took Tang Qing away, I'm afraid no one would say anything. Your majesty will never offend a warrior for such a small matter. Moreover, he is also a famous and loyal warrior in Wu'an.

But Zuoshan wuzun didn't do this. He saw the persistence of Wudao from Tang Qing's eyes.

Zuoshan wuzun stopped talking, and Tang Qing's hand was stable.

Holding up the Huang Dao, Tang Qing said in a loud voice: "Lu fan, this is a Dao I haven't practiced. Please take the call. "

Suddenly, the sword in Tang Qing's hand began to change rapidly. The blade was twisted and deformed, and Tang Qing himself began to twist.

Zuoshan wuzun clenched his fist and looked at Tang Qing's sword.

Invisible knife, shadowless knife.

The most powerful Sabre technique of Ming Dao is ghost facing Dao.

Tang Qing's whole body was twisted like a ghost and began to ooze blood.

Lu Fan could feel the power of the heaven and earth around him, but he was retreating slowly.

It seems that from the body of Tang Qing, there are some terrible forces gushing out, so that these forces of heaven and earth are retreating.

"Drink."

Tang Qinggu has a drink, and suddenly he sprays his heart and blood on the knife.

Immediately, Tang Qingmeng wielded a knife.

As soon as the sword came out, Tian Qingyang, who was sitting beside the field, suddenly pulled out the Longyin sword.

The air flow on the Kirin chair seems to be directly broken. The Dragon singing sword of tianqingyang suddenly bends. The whole person smashes the Kirin chair and inlays it into the wall.

In the whole martial arts arena, countless knife marks appear in all directions.

On the wall, in the void, and on the shield, these terrible knife marks appear suddenly like ghosts, and they are strong and terrible.

Lu Fan stood in the same place and felt that a terrible force of sword had rushed into his body.

This Sabre actually started from the inside.

It's quite different from other Sabre techniques.

However, Lu fan is the most fearless of this kind of attack. As expected, just after cutting off several meridians in his body, his sword strength was directly engulfed by the small world.

No powerful Sabre technique can match the power of the world.

Although it is only the instinct counterattack of the small world, it is enough to make Lu Fan completely immune to the attack from inside to outside.

The clothes are fretting, and Lu fan is as calm as water and takes Tang Qing's knife.

Tang Qing is full of blood. He stares at Lu Fan.

When he saw that Lu Fan was calm and without any abnormality, Tang Qing said: "Lu fan, you are terrible. You won. "

Lu Fan said softly, "thank you very much."

Tang Qing closed his eyes and fell to the ground directly.

Zuoshan wuzun is the first one to rush in and pick up Tang Qing.

After exploring his nose, Zuoshan wuzun found that Tang Qing had one last breath. He quickly took out a pile of things to fill Tang Qing.

Turning his head, Zuoshan wuzun looked at Lu Fan with an uncertain face: "thank you very much."

Lu fan knows what Zuoshan wuzun is thanking him for.

As long as he just resisted a little, or shattered the force of the sword in front of him, the anti shock force would be enough to kill Tang Qing seriously.

But Lu did not. At least in the view of wuzun, Lu Fan fought against Tang Qing and didn't fight back.

Therefore, the mountain warrior thanked Lu Fan. Naturally, Lu fan would not explain anything. He nodded gently.

Zuoshan wuzun flies back to the grandstand with Tang Qing in his arms.

Looking at the east fat man, he said, "give me a jar of healing wine."

Dongpang said: "no problem, go get it by yourself. Remember our bet. "

Lao Liu and Yang said with a smile, "and ours."

Zuoshan wuzun chuckles and directly throws the ring of his left hand on the table.

"I have enough apprentices. These are just outside things. "

Zuoshan wuzun turned around and left.

Lao Liu and Mrs. Yang looked at the ring on the table with slightly different complexion.

For a long time, Lao Liu said, "well, I really envy the old man of the mountain."

Mrs. Yang nodded, "me too. It's better to have an apprentice like us. "

With that, they looked at each other and laughed.

Xuanyuan old ghost grabbed the ring on the table and began to look inside.

As soon as Dongpang waved, the audience who had been listening to him all the time looked dazed. Then he turned his head and his eyes were distracted, as if he could not remember anything.

In the field, eight Ye stepped forward, pointed to Lu Fan and said, "Donghua swordsman, Lu Fansheng."

The whole audience stood up and cheered. Lu Fan's name rang out again from all directions.

Lu Fan waved to the audience with a faint smile on his face.

It's not easy to win another game.

Suddenly, Lu fan saw the figure of dancing spirit in the crowd.

I saw Wukong spirit gently throw a kiss at Lu Fan across the veil, then walk out quickly.

And behind the dancing spirit, a tall man came into view.

The man looks familiar.

Lu Fan looked at it carefully for a long time, and suddenly his heart moved.

He remembered that this man was Xingyuan.

Martial arts school, Yinyang school, master Xingyuan.

Xingyuan looks at Lu Fan in the field, looks at him coldly, and then walks respectfully behind the dancing spirit.

He seems to have become a dancer.

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