The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron Chapter 180: Who is invincible

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Among them, the member of the alliance did not have time to defeat the player in the future, so he was eliminated tragically, and only four of Su Yu qualified for the promotion.

"Yao Hong! Do you know, what did you do?" Su Yu was given the opportunity to enter the ancient temple of Xianyun, and Long Fan was furious!

Yao Hong has fear in his eyes, but his heart is magnanimous and has no regrets. He argues with reason: "If you don't have deep hatred, why should you cut off someone's future? Junior Brother Su has good qualifications. If you give him the opportunity to practice in the ancient temple of Xianyun, he will definitely be extraordinary in the future."

In her heart, Yao Hong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The second round of assessment was now over. Although Longfan was accused of crimes, she would never run into him again, so she didn't need to worry about revenge.

After calming down, Yao Hong walked to Su Yu and blocked half of his body. The intention of maintenance is self-evident.

Besides being grateful, Su Yu can't laugh or cry.

Although Long Fan is strong, Su Yu has never been afraid. In the real battle, the outcome is uncertain.

Her maintenance intentions completely angered Long Fan.

Gloomy eyes, burning with anger: "Okay! I hope you don't run into me next, otherwise"

As if responding to his words, Xi Ruolan frowned slightly: "There are five places, one is absent, and one needs to be selected from the six people who lost just now. Among you, the strongest will test them!"

The strongest of them all?

There is no doubt that it is Longfan of course!

However, even Long Fan is inconvenient to claim the first place without public competition.

"In this way, the four of you will compete with each other and choose the strongest one. Because time is limited, each time you fight, there are only ten moves. We will judge the level according to the situation of the fight." Xi Ruolan's eyes shot at Long Fan: "You Take the first shot, according to the ranking, challenge the three masters of the holy king, and finally Su Yu, remember, there are only ten moves each time."

Long Fan's gloomy face gradually turned into a grim smile: "Hehe Yao Hong, I didn't expect it!!"

Yao Honghua's face was slightly stiff, and something seemed to be blocking her throat, making her breathing stagnate.

I thought it was impossible to fight with Long Fan again, but I didn't know

But at this moment, a big gentle hand grabbed its jade hand from behind and passed the scalding heat: "Senior Sister Yao, let me do it."

Feeling the warm palm, Yao Hong's inner tension was relieved, and she looked back and smiled: "No need."

This smile is extraordinarily stiff and reluctant.

She is well aware of how powerful Long Fan, who is also the holy king and the invincible myth.

"Let's start." Xi Ruolan said lightly.

Long Fan's eyes fell on Song Hanming, and he said lightly: "You come first."

According to the order of the Holy Kings, the first challenger is naturally Song Hanming.

Taking a light breath, Song Han's eyes shot out a strong fighting spirit.

There are not many opportunities to meet among the three holy kings, and it is a rare opportunity to fight against Long Fan.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Long, last year's World War I, I only realized the first level of Great Perfection in "Drawing Alone in the Cold River". Jiang Du's four-way fishing! Brother, please be careful!"

Long Fan's expression was relaxed and slightly interested: "Try it and see!"

Song Hanming's fighting spirit was awe-inspiring, he turned his wrist, and the bamboo pole was thrown again behind him!

"The first style of solo fishing in Hanjiang!"

Shoot-

Aura carries through the bamboo pole, passes the fishing line, and throws a mysterious trajectory in the air.

In the same class, it should also be treated with dignity.

Long Fan stood with both hands on his back, instead of retreating, he took a step forward, and his words were flat and commented: "The divine will of the fusion, so it is full of rhythm, and the power is average."

Shoot-

However, between his words, the fishing line easily wrapped around his figure and wrapped around his neck.

Long Fan, who was so powerful, was easily entangled, Song Hanming not only was not happy, but stepped back solemnly.

Pfft-

Long Fan, who was trapped by the fishing line, turned into an afterimage and dissipated with a puff!

And he himself, like a ghost, appeared in the place where Song Hanming stood!

If Song Hanming is one step behind, he will be defeated by one move!

"Hanjiang fishing alone!" While the scalp was slightly numb, Song Hanming made a solemn shot.

Shoot-

The fishing line twists and draws straight to Longfan's vest at a tricky angle.

However, there is still only one afterimage!

Long Fan himself, like air, has no trace of existence!

"Three styles of fishing alone in Hanjiang!" Song Hanming is extremely dignified.

The sharp fishhook is snow-white and cold, piercing the air, and hooking with unparalleled precision to the empty place in front of you!

Whoosh——

At this moment, in a clearly empty space, a figure appeared, flatly stretched out two fingers, and caught the fish hook lightly.

Showing the figure, it is Long Fan who stands with one hand and only **** out!

Can **** be able to compete with Song Hanming who shoots with all his strength?

Song Hanming gritted his teeth and snorted: "The last blow! Hanjiang alone fishing for four styles!"

Boom--

I saw that the fishing line suddenly burst and turned into countless finer fishing lines!

Each one is extremely sharp, splitting the air!

With the cold air instilled, countless sharp fishing lines danced in the sky!

The sound of puffs is endless.

Long Fan was caught off guard and was shrouded in airtight fishing line on the spot!

His figure was shattered in an instant!

Song Hanming's expression sank, and his heart sank: "It's an afterimage again!"

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At this time, a slight sigh echoed in my ears: "The power of the world is only fast! The fourth move is quite powerful, but unfortunately, the speed is too slow!"

After speaking, a finger appeared out of thin air and touched Song Hanming's eyebrows!

At this time, Long Fan's figure was gradually revealed!

A layer of light yellow light beams gradually converges.

"I lost!" Song Hanming was disappointed.

The second elder slightly praised: "Long Fan is really good, the strongest inheritance of light body exercises in the sect, "Huanglong Qingyun Jue" has been cultivated to the second level, and the body is very good. Invincible."

Mo Wu agrees, even she can't underestimate Long Fan's movement skills.

Four moves to defeat the enemy, Long Fan's eyes shot at Yao Hong, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Yao Hong, it's your turn! Prepare yourself mentally!"

He can stop and teach Song Hanming, but it doesn't mean that Yao Hong will be treated like this.

"Humph! Fight, fight, who's afraid you won't succeed!" Yao Hong also has her own pride.

Whoosh——

The jade hand grabs it, and the jade flute is in hand.

"Cold Mountain and Leng Cui!" Yao Hong's pretty face was slightly solemn, her red lips parted lightly, and a flute sounded leisurely.

Everyone's heart is slightly cold, as if seeing a scene of cold winter.

Above the desolate and desolate mountains, in the winter snow, all things wither, only a little green remains.

Slow down, everyone was shocked!

Just now, my mind has been affected unknowingly!

If it's in combat, why not

However, on the ring, Long Fan stood with his hands on his back, with a light-hearted look, with a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth: "A sonic attack, if the movement is faster than the sound, it will lose its effectiveness!"

"Although the power is strong, but unfortunately, it is useless to me!" Long Fan stepped out.

It is clear that the afterimage is still stepping out, and its body has flashed in front of Yao Hong, and slapped its head with a palm!

Yao Hong's pretty eyes narrowed slightly, but she didn't panic, her red lips moved, and the rhythm of the flute suddenly accelerated!

The layers of materialized sound waves like waves spread like ripples!

Boom-

Long Fan's attacking palm was shaken back by the substantial sound wave on the spot!

A ray of bright color flashed in the eyes of the second elder: "Amazing sound wave achievement! Sound wave materialization, speed and power, doubled! In this "Cold Mountain Leng Cui", she has reached the first level of inheritance of the practice. , close to the level of Dacheng!"

Mo Wumei's eyes are small: "I can't believe that Yao Hong has made such great progress in one year! There are only a handful of disciples who have passed on the successful method and cultivated to the second level!"

The second layer of inheritance exercises is a threshold. There are many disciples of the sect, only the disciples of the Dragon Transformation Realm with outstanding talent can comprehend it!

Once Yao Hong breaks through Dacheng, he will probably not be weaker than Long Fan.

Its hidden strength is really surprising.

Long Fan frowned slightly and retreated for the first time!

However, in the eyes, the coldness has not weakened, but it has become more intense: "Huh! It's hidden very deeply, but unfortunately, it's still far away!"

"Yellow Dragon Qingyun Art!" Long Fan snorted lowly, and the spiritual energy surged out of his body, billowing like a cloud, wandering around his body.

His figure disappears, and he looks like a yellow dragon wandering around.

Whoosh——

The yellow clouds are rolling away, like a yellow dragon rolling in the sky!

The extreme speed is astonishing!

Mo Wu was taken aback: "What? There is a hidden speed?"

The second elder was also a little surprised, a look of condensed color appeared in his eyes for the first time: "Su Yu is probably not his opponent, he has already cultivated the "Huanglong Qingyun Art" to an infinitely close to the second level peak level!"

Mo Wu's clear eyes are rarely seen with a ray of fighting intent: "I look forward to his growth! Even me, I only cultivate the inheritance method to the third level!"

Yao Hong's face changed slightly, and the sound waves were like ripples!

However, that Huanglong is extremely fast, and the actual sound waves are hard to catch up with!

Shh——

In an instant, Long Fan had crossed the actual sound wave, and his eyes were icy and swept in front of Yao Hong.

Not good!

Yao Hong realized that it was not good. With Longfan's speed, Yao Hong only had time to see those cold eyes before being slapped on the abdomen with a palm.

Suddenly, there was a smell of sweetness in the throat, and a wisp of qi energized its internal organs!

Under the condition of no resistance, a heavy blow is bound to cause serious injury!

However, Long Fan is ruthless and has no intention of letting her go!

During its upside-down flight, it actually dodged and slammed into its head with a punch!

The speed is so dignified that even the dragon-turning realm is so dignified, even Xi Ruolan, who is close at hand, has no room for rescue!

"Get down on the ground!" Long Fan's eyes were ruthless, his face hurt from the punching wind, and he smashed Yao Hong's face!

However!

Put--

Long Fan is about to punch at the extreme, and he is only a few inches away from Yao Hong's cheek.

However, with such a sure-kill punch, it was thrown in the air!

Due to inertia, Long Fan stumbled and almost fell to the ground!

A hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, and he exclaimed: "Which brother did it?"

Being able to save people in his hands, just a few inches away, in an instant before ordinary people can react, is undoubtedly a senior brother whose body is so terrifying that it is unimaginable!

At least, he is also a Dragon Transformation Senior Brother!

"Senior brother? Are you calling me?" A familiar voice came close to my ears!

Really.[,! ] is close to the ear!

Because, in the tone, there is a touch of warmth!

The one who speaks is right behind you!

Om——

Long Fan trembled all over, horrified!

What kind of terrifying speed can you save people from in front of him, and, under his unresponsiveness, go around behind him! !