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Chapter 921 The Last Move

Hear their conversation.

Baishan is so angry.

Who are the people in this village?

Not to mention despicable and shameless, everyone is an acting school.

It didn't make him see anything wrong.

He took so many pills that Ye Fan murdered him.

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows at the village chief a few times.

"Watch me take him down."

Needless to say, the efficacy of the small pill that cures all diseases.

One for refreshment, two for never-tiring, three for immortality... He ate a handful, which must have been delicious, plus the fountain couldn't be stopped.

Bai Shan sneered and said, "Do you think you can win me with such vulgar means? It's ridiculous."

Saying that, he waved his hand.

A small basin appeared in front of everyone.

He put the basin on his ass like a child's diaper.

The corners of everyone's mouth twitched.

Can you still play like this?
Immediately, he let out a long breath of relief, and his whole body was relieved a lot.

The village chief frowned.

"Xiaofan, his pot is a magic weapon of space, it has a lot of room to accommodate."

"It seems that your early advantage is no longer great."

Not big?
Let's not talk about how much strength he needs to maintain the small basin.

That is to say, he stretches for at least a few hours, and the feeling of weakness is enough for him to eat a pot.

Don't look at this is just a small gap.

But for Ye Fan, enough is enough.

"Don't worry, victory is guaranteed."

Ye Fan made an OK gesture, finally got serious, and attacked.

"The dragon wags its tail."

The first move is his ultimate move.

Baishan is ready.

He has found it.

Ye Fan is a typical example of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

The strength is strong, and there are many ghost ideas.

If he is not careful, he may overturn.

"Tricks of carving insects, break it for me!"

The two spirits fight together.

It exploded in mid-air, and began to spread around the explosion point.

A gust of wind howled.

Let the dust fly all over the sky.

The two of Ye Fan fought hand-to-hand in the dust, the sky and the earth changed color, and the sun and the moon dimmed.

Although he now has many means of long-range attack.

But after all, he was born as a warrior.

Still like tight physical confrontation.

Moreover, Ye Fan, who has the Nine-turn Golden Dragon Art, does not suffer at all in terms of physical fitness and strength.

In addition, he took so many marrow washing pills.

The body is almost reaching its peak.

Nature is fearless.

"Bang bang bang!"

The fists of the two clashed together like two steel bars.

The Lingyuan also keeps running and blasting.

"The strength is not bad. This year, your Longevity Village has made a lot of progress."

The two separate.

Bai Shan took out a sword from his arms and pointed it at Ye Fan.

And Ye Fan also sacrificed the golden cudgel.

"Hehe, I have always been promising, but I didn't want to go out before."

"But this time, I don't think you can keep filling the cups!"

"Haha, good point! Let's see who is the final winner."

"Shadowless Sword!"

"Sky Shaker!"

"Boom!"

The two clashed again.

It's like two ferocious beasts, biting each other constantly, neither giving way to the other.

Even if you pay the price of injury, you have to deal a heavy blow to the opponent.

Aunt Six was a little worried: "Xiaofan will not have an accident, right? He is so risking his life, even if he wins with injuries, it is not worth it."

The village head is also helpless.

"Maybe he wants to win glory for the village too much."

"Good boy, I really like Xiaofan's personality."

Nine-Headed Insect said sincerely.

And the Montenegrin old demon clucked his tongue.

It felt like Ye Fan's every attack was hitting himself.

Bai Shan looks exactly like him.

He was very skeptical that this was specially arranged by the Bull Demon King.

It is also a knock-on effect for him.

I just became the demon emperor.

Not much power.

Not so much, right?

A small setting made the Montenegrin old demon have a lot of ideas.

There was almost no speech in the entire battle.

And Ye Fan became more and more excited as he fought.

This feeling is completely painless with dream training.

It can be described as punching to the flesh.

His martial arts and spells are basically all thrown out.

"Dragon Flame."

"Dragon Fist!"

"Dragon Breath!"

……

But these attacks were cracked by Baishan one by one.

After the key was cracked, he even celebrated to himself.

"puff!"

"Bang!"

"Pfft~~"

"Are you finished? Fighting with dubbing?" Ye Fan couldn't bear it.

Fortunately, he has a strong psychological quality, otherwise he would have come out of it.

too disgusting.

Bai Shan glared at him.

"Isn't this your fault?"

As time goes by.

Sweat began to form on his forehead.

The strength of the body is also declining rapidly.

there's no way.

He is human.

People have limits.

If an ordinary person pulled like this, he would have been admitted to the hospital long ago.

It is a miracle that he can persist in fighting.

It's okay for Ye Fan to be weak.

He is also a formidable enemy.

No, we can't waste time, otherwise he will only lose.

"Ye Fan, dare to fight me for the last move?"

"Come on!"

Ye Fanhun didn't care.

But there was a hint of cunning in the opponent's eyes.

"Okay, then get ready to accept the move."

Say it.

Endless spiritual energy began to gather in the void.

This move is overwhelming, as if the scourge of heaven is coming.

The momentum is magnificent and powerful.

A trace of fear flashed in Ye Fan's eyes.

But he has Taishang Wuji Taoism.

Not afraid to fight against him.

"Destroy the world! Die!"

With a burst of drinking.

The attack composed of Lingyuan fell.

Pressing down on Ye Fan like a giant mountain.

This is to crush him with great strength.

But Ye Fan couldn't figure it out.

I am alone.

Why does he use such a wide range of AOE skills?

Are you not afraid of wasting?

In fact, Bai Shan also hesitated in his heart, wanting to use a highly directional skill.

As long as he is afraid that Ye Fan will not keep his promise and run away suddenly.

Then the spiritual energy he condensed will be consumed.

The winning percentage dropped again.

On the contrary, this method consumes more.

But at least he can hit Ye Fan.

Ye Fan smiled slightly, and instantly understood the other party's mind.

"Alas! Cleverness is misunderstood by cleverness."

"I like to fight against each other the most, it will save a lot of tedious things."

"As for this trick, I can break it with one finger!"

Say it.

He looked up suddenly.

Looking coldly at the attack falling from above.

"Dongxuan Sutra!"

"boom!"

One finger can break the sky!

One finger into the sky!

The mountain was pierced instantly, and a big hole appeared in front of everyone.

Mountains fall.

Mountains and rivers collapsed.

The entire ground began to crack, and a huge deep pit was directly smashed out.

Ye Fan's surroundings were in a mess, and his whole body was covered in dust and smoke.

"Did it succeed?" Bai Shan murmured silently.

He clutched his chest, limp on the ground.

His body was already dripping with sweat, and his face became extremely pale.

Even the pot on the butt can't be maintained, just sit directly on it.

He is no longer able to fight.

Ye Fan is not dead.

He will lose without a doubt!
(End of this chapter)