The strongest collapse system

Chapter 286 Victory
Wang Fan came to Shen Tiandou, cupped his fists and said, "Please give me some advice, Senior Brother Shen."

Shen Tiandou had seen Wang Fan's strength in Hongqiao yesterday, and he didn't dare to be negligent at all. He bowed his hands and returned the salute: "Junior Brother Dafan, please be merciful."

The veins on Wang Fan's forehead suddenly bulged.

Do I know you well?He even called me Dafan on his own initiative!
Seeing the change in Wang Fan's face, Shen Tiandou immediately raised his vigilance.

He took a step back, squeezed the sword formula with his right hand, raised a fairy sword exuding gray-brown light, and laid it horizontally in front of him. With the master's urging, the brown light became thicker and thicker, protecting his whole body.

But he was on the defensive as soon as he came up.

"What's going on, why didn't Brother Shen take the initiative to attack?"

"Strange, is there anything special about that ordinary kid across the street? Does anyone of you recognize him?"

"It seems to be called Wang Fan, a disciple of Dazhufeng. I have never heard of it. Dazhufeng is the daughter of Uncle Tian who is more powerful."

The disciples of Chaoyang Peak exploded.

"Shut up!" Shang Zhengliang yelled angrily, and the area around the "Dui" platform was much cleaner.

Everyone turned their attention to the arena again.

Hearing a long howl, Wang Fan had already rushed towards Shen Tiandou.

Boom!

Amidst the loud noise, the gray-brown sword light was blown away by a punch, revealing Shen Tiandou's shocked face, as if he didn't expect that the other party would break through his own body protection with a single punch.

In a hurry, he also wanted to perform other stunts.

However, Wang Fan will not give him another chance.

A "bang" punch hit Shen Tiandou's chest, and Shen Tiandou felt an unbearable force from the middle fist invaded his whole body, and it was difficult to use his Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao cultivation base.

Severe pain spread all over his body, Shen Tiandou managed to raise his finger, and pointed at Wang Fan with difficulty: "You, you..."

In the end, he still couldn't utter a complete sentence, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he fell to the ground with a slap, unconscious.

There was silence in the audience, and the Chaoyang Peak disciples who had been cheering up and cheering up stopped, as if they had suddenly become dumb, and there was no sound.

Shang Zhengliang stood up, shook his head, and shouted to the disciples beside him: "Why don't you go help your senior brother Shen up quickly?"

Only then did Chaoyang Peak disciples wake up, and ran onto the ring to help Shen Tiandou up.

Wang Fan's expression was calm, as if he had done a trivial thing, he walked towards the "dry" stage after he got off the ring.

All the disciples of Dazhu Peak were going forward to congratulate Wang Fan on his victory, but seeing him leaving in a hurry, they realized that Zhang Xiaofan was still competing, and immediately rushed to the "Qian" platform, Tian Buyi ignored Shang Zhengliang, who came forward to greet him, Then he pulled his legs and left.

A group of people in Chaoyang Peak were left staring at each other.

"What are you doing in a daze? If I remember correctly, you also have a senior brother who is competing with others at the Ganzi platform. Let's go over and have a look." Shang Zhengliang was quite annoyed at the moment, and with a wave of his hand, he led many disciples to follow Dazhufeng and the others Went to Qianzi Desk.

……

On the desk.

Zhang Xiaofan was standing on the stage, holding the dark blue fire stick tightly in his hand, his expression was extremely nervous.

His opponent was a disciple of Chaoyang Peak, holding a golden-red fairy sword in his hand, with rays of light like the sun bursting out from it, resplendent and upright, quite similar to the word Chaoyang.

"This junior brother, senior brother, I'm going to make a move, be careful." Chaoyang Peak disciple showed a bright smile on his face, and kindly reminded him.

"Yes, got it, brother please advise." Zhang Xiaofan's expression became more nervous.

The disciple of Chaoyang Peak smiled, and suddenly activated the formula, the sword in his hand suddenly burst into light, covering Zhang Xiaofan on the opposite side.

Tian Buyi, who just arrived, suddenly opened his eyes wide, full of anger.

Shang Zhengliang, who was closely behind him, showed a faint smile, while the disciples of Chaoyang Peak were all beaming with joy, applauding continuously, and some were already cheering for victory.

Tian Buyi was about to rush to the ring to rescue Zhang Xiaofan, but Suru who was beside him grabbed his sleeve.

"Don't be impulsive, just wait a while." Suru also lost the soft smile on her face, and her face was serious.

Suddenly, a blue light flashed through the golden red sword light.

"Look, it's Junior Brother Xiaofan!" Tian Linger's sharp eyes spotted the green light and shouted out in surprise.

Everyone followed and saw that under the bombardment of the brilliant golden sword light, there was a faint blue light blocking Zhang Xiaofan's body, although it was faint and hazy, it was firm and persistent.

Looking carefully, that blue light is emanating from the unremarkable, even ugly fire stick in Zhang Xiaofan's hand.

Zhang Xiaofan resisted very hard, every time he was bombarded by the golden sword light, his face would show pain.

"Come on, Xiaofan!" Tian Linger shouted suddenly.

She turned to Song Daren and the others, and said angrily, "Why don't you help Xiaofan cheer?"

Everyone in Dazhu Peak was shocked, and then they realized that they all cheered for Zhang Xiaofan.

Logically speaking, this kind of spiritual support is useless.

But for some reason, Zhang Xiaofan felt a force gushing out from nowhere, spreading all over his body. At that moment, the black fire stick in his hand seemed to come alive, with black air, and the ball on the top of the stick seemed to come alive. It was a masterpiece of blue light, reflected on Zhang Xiaofan's body, making him look like a different person.

"No, you can't lose."

Zhang Xiaofan roared in his heart, he pushed his right hand forward violently, a blue-black stream of air from the fire stick suddenly came out of the stick, and blasted towards the disciples of Chaoyang Peak.

Under the cover of the golden sword light, this blue-black airflow was extremely concealed, and it hit the opponent all at once.

The Chaoyang Peak disciple who was firmly in the upper hand didn't expect such a change. The moment he was hit, he felt a whirlwind, his whole body was limp and weak, and he was about to vomit.

"what……"

Amidst the screams, Chaoyang Peak disciple's immortal sword flew out, the golden light of the sword dissipated immediately, and Zhang Xiaofan's figure appeared.

The disciple of Chaoyang Peak seemed to have been severely injured, blood gushed out from all seven orifices at the same time, he stretched out his right hand tremblingly and pointed at Zhang Xiaofan, as if he wanted to say something, but no matter what he couldn't speak.

After a while, he swayed a few times, fell to the ground with a bang, and passed out.

There was silence under the stage, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, too shocked to speak.

After a long while, the elder who was the referee was the first to react, jumped onto the ring in a flash, first checked the Chaoyang Peak disciple who was lying on the ground, and found that his whole body was intact, it was the internal organs that were shaken violently, which led to coma .

He breathed a sigh of relief.

The elder stood up, looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a hint of admiration, and also glanced at the black fire stick in his hand.

"You won!" the referee elder calmly said.

(End of this chapter)