The strongest collapse system

Chapter 294
for a long time!

All the red light above the ring dissipated.

People stared blankly at the ring, the young man holding the magic weapon fell straight down like a stone that had been scorched by the scorching sun with scars all over his body.

He didn't fall to the ground, Tian Buyi appeared on the ring like a ghost and supported him.

Seeing that Tian Buyi's face was solemn, and his hand was like the wind, he immediately pried open the mouth of Zhang Xiaofan who was unconscious, took out a small bottle from his bosom, no matter how much it was, and poured the yellow pill into his mouth.

This pill melts in the mouth, but it is the most precious elixir of Dazhu Peak, Dahuang Pill!

Collect 23 kinds of precious elixirs and refine them into elixir, a treasure that even the first beloved daughter Tian Linger is not blessed to enjoy.

At this moment, it is poured into Zhang Xiaofan's mouth like a free jelly bean.

According to the original fate, even if Daoxuan Daoxuan was seriously injured in the future, Tian Buyi would only give three.

It can be seen how precious this elixir is.

After Tian Buyi fed the pill, Zhang Xiaofan's face became a little ruddy.

Tian Buyi was slightly relieved, and then set his eyes on Wang Fan, his eyes were extremely complicated.

"Dafan, you, you..." Tian Buyi opened his mouth and muttered, "...you can do it yourself."

Wang Fan nodded slightly with a calm face.

Tian Buyi then carried Zhang Xiaofan off the ring, and everyone from the Big Bamboo Peak surrounded him to check his condition.

The elder referee stepped onto the ring and began to announce the result: "The champion of this Qimai martial arts competition is..."

At this moment, a cold voice sounded, full of sternness.

"Wait a minute!"

Everyone followed the prestige and saw the owner of the voice.

The first seat on Longshou Peak, Taoist Cangsong!

Taoist Cangsong strolled forward, entered the ring, and confronted Wang Fanyao, there was a faint atmosphere of confrontation.Qing Yun's disciples under the arena also felt the abnormal atmosphere, and all stopped discussing.

Sea of ​​Clouds Square suddenly became extremely quiet.

Wang Fan smiled lightly: "Why, Master Cangsong, do you have any objections to the result?"

Taoist Cangsong sneered, and said: "If you are really an opponent who can be defeated by your own strength, the old man will naturally have nothing to say, but you are not."

Wang Fan's face was still calm, with a smile on his face, and asked, "Why not?"

A gloomy smile appeared on Taoist Cangsong's face: "At this point, do you still think you can hide it?"

He suddenly drew a sword from behind.

The blade of this precious sword is as bright as autumn water, exuding a faint luster. At first glance, it looks like a great magic weapon. As Taoist Cangsong continued to urge Taiji Xuanqing Dao Jue, the luster became more intense, as if it were real.

Then, a sword slashed at Wang Fan's head.

His momentum was like thunder and lightning, as if he was going to kill him on the spot.

"pity!"

Wang Fan sighed deeply, and his figure had escaped from the shadow of the sword light amidst the illusion.

While dodging the sword, Wang Fan no longer hesitated, and suddenly activated the innate qi, and punched Cangsong with a punch.

The raging flames swept across the arena, rushing toward the pines like a tide, like a volcanic eruption, the earth cracked, and the raging magma flow ravaged the world, no one could stop it.

Under this punch, Taoist Cangsong suddenly changed color, he didn't even dare to resist, and jumped towards the ring.

But Wang Fan didn't intend to let the opponent go, his body shot out like a sharp arrow, and he chased down the ring, with an indomitable momentum, as if he wanted to kill Cangsong on the spot.

The disciples of Qingyun were dumbfounded.

In the end what happened?
Why did the Taoist Cangsong, the head of Longshou Peak who has always been fair and strict, suddenly attack the No.1 of the newly promoted young generation like crazy?
And why was this newly promoted No. 1 not surprised when faced with Taoist Cangsong's sneak attack, but instead did not hesitate to plan to kill Taoist Cangsong?

Could it be that they have a feud?

Countless question marks were born in their minds, but no one answered them, and they felt extremely uncomfortable.

Hundreds of disciples dressed in Longshou Peak's costumes appeared in Yunhai Square at some point, separating the ordinary disciples, making them far away from the arena, and they could hardly see what happened next on the arena.

Facing Wang Fan's pursuit, Cangsong Taoist's speed is obviously not enough.

In just a few breaths, Wang Fan chased behind him. Wang Fan swung his right fist again, and the flames shone brightly, almost covering up the brilliance of the sun in the sky.

The shadow of death shrouded Cangsong Taoist's heart.

If you punch this one, you will die.

Taoist Cangsong's intuition told him so.

But there was no expression of fear on his face. On the contrary, there were three points of joking, three points of ridicule, three points of pride, and some coldness, as if he had full confidence, and he was not worried that he would be killed by Wang Fan at all. .

This is indeed the case.

Seeing that Wang Fan was about to punch Cangsong to death, a sudden change occurred.

The formation light curtain that originally guarded the arena shrank suddenly at this moment, and finally formed a half-foot-high hemispherical mask, trapping Wang Fan inside.

Wang Fan was blocked by the mask, and the distance between the two quickly opened.

Waves of majestic and mighty force came out from the mask, pressing towards Wang Fan inside. Wang Fan couldn't move for a moment, and it became extremely difficult to even move his fingers.

As for his fist, naturally he couldn't swing it either.

Wang Fan let go of his right fist and stood there quietly, as if giving up resistance.

"Hahaha……"

Taoist Cangsong had just escaped from birth, and a moment ago he was still looking like a bereaved dog, with a distressed expression on his face.But seeing that Wang Fan was trapped, he immediately let out a smug laugh.

"Nephew Wang Fan, this is the last time I will call you nephew." The smile on Cangsong Taoist's face gradually faded and became colder, "Now tell me, who appointed you to sneak into Qingyun Gate and spy on the secrets of my sect?" , if you answer honestly, I will leave your body intact."

There was silence all around.

At this moment, there were more than 20 people standing under the arena. Apart from the master Daoxuan and the head elder of Qimai, the others were all well-known elder masters in Qingyunmen.

The circle outside of them was hundreds of elite disciples of Longshou Peak, forming a big circle, enclosing the entire arena, making the circle impenetrable.

At this moment, all these people were staring at him with indifference.

Only the head of Dazhu Peak looked at him with complicated eyes.

Wang Fan suddenly laughed.

"No one appointed me, it's just that I admire Qingyun sect's superb Taoism, so I came here to learn from a teacher." Wang Fan looked at the crowd in the arena, and then laughed at himself: "It seems that you won't believe it."

As soon as the words fell, the innate qi burst out suddenly.

Wang Fan lifted his right fist, and it came out with a bang, causing a shocking explosion, but it didn't hit the mask that trapped his body.

His goal is to...

ring!

(End of this chapter)