Chapter 1385

call!

Ye Fan shook his numb arm.

"Hehe, it's interesting."

Sang Yu withdrew his fist and said with a faint smile: "You are the only one who can resist my punch without changing his face. The Chijiao King Quan is indeed the person who made a big fuss about the Kyushu General Administration back then."

"but."

Sang Yu sneered and said, "How many punches can you resist?"

As soon as the voice fell!

Sang Yu's figure disappeared from the competition stage in an instant. He jumped into the air with his swift movements, and swung his left and right fists crosswise. Each punch carried majestic energy pressure!

This kind of fist speed and fist power, only the king can display it!

Every punch is enough to destroy the world!

Seeing this scene on the field, the head of the disciple family on the high platform was also amazed!

Some disciples even changed their expressions.

Is this the strength of the king?

With such a fast punch speed and strength, if I were myself, I couldn't dodge it at all, and I would definitely be smashed!

Ye Fan frowned slightly, crossed his arms together, and heard the sound of "bang bang bang"!

Every punch of Sang Yu was blocked by Ye Fan, and his body also retreated step by step under Sang Yu's fierce offensive!

boom!

Ye Fan was forced to retreat to the edge of the competition platform, and one foot smashed the entire floor tile directly, and then he stabilized his body.

However, Sang Yu, who had a fierce fighting spirit, had no intention of giving up at all. He jumped into the air and punched again. His right fist burst out bright purple energy, and suddenly blasted towards Ye Fan!

This punch is very strong!

Imbued with Sang Woo's hard hit!

The patriarchs of all the disciple families present saw the situation clearly in an instant.

Facing this blow, Ye Fan had no chance to dodge at all, he had to either retreat, or face it with hard steel!

Because, behind Ye Fan is under the competition stage, if you retreat, you will lose!

"Haha! I think Ye Fan, the king of power, is just like this. There is nothing to be afraid of at all."

"That's right, being crushed and beaten by Sang Yu, I have absolutely no ability to fight back."

"In vain!"

The patriarchs of a group of northern disciple families spoke out ridicule at this moment.

However.

On the competition stage, a sudden mutation appeared!

tread!

Ye Fan, who had no way to retreat, suddenly took a step forward, and then he slammed his fists on his chest and abdomen, and the burning red energy surged wildly, and then gathered on his fists!

"Dragon Fist!"

An angry shout resounded through the venue!

Ye Fan's fist blasted out suddenly, and the bright red energy formed two red dragon heads. The place where he stood was instantly surrounded by red air waves, forming a vortex!

bang bang bang!

The sound of fists colliding was endless, resounding through the entire venue, like firecrackers, which shocked the eyes of everyone in the audience.

boom!

In an instant, Ye Fan's bursting dragon fist directly blasted Sang Yu back, and hit him with pressure!

Immediately afterwards, he directly sent Sang Yu flying with a punch!

In the arena, there was also a deep roar of dragons!

Thumb up!

Sang Yu flew out, staggered to the ground, and retreated more than ten meters before he stabilized his body.

The fists he and Ye Fan clashed at this moment were also burned by the red air waves to appear bloody and black.

The severe pain caused shock to appear in his eyes.

His fist has already reached a strength of one hundred thousand catties!

However, the Dragon Fist that Ye Fan displayed directly suppressed himself!

"You have stepped into the sixth region's kingship?" Sang Yu asked with a trembling expression.

Ye Fan said calmly: "Just stepped in."

Hearing this, Sang Yu's face changed in shock, and he said in a deep voice, "Impossible! You are not at all the strength of the sixth region's early royal power!"

Ye Fan sneered, and said, "Who told you that I'm an early stage?"

What? !

Not early days!

Sang Yu looked surprised.

The spectators in the stands and the heads of the northern disciple families who were looking forward to it on the high platform were all dumbfounded when they saw Sang Yu being repelled.

This Ye Fan is actually the strength of the kingship in the sixth region!

Dragon Fist? !

too strong!

"How could this Ye Fan be the king of the sixth region?"

"I don't know. Looking at it this way, the situation is not clear."

Swish!

On the field, Ye Fan took a step forward. At the same time, the red dragon spear in his hand solidified again. Then, he poured the energy rules into the long halberd, jumped up suddenly, and the red dragon long halberd in his hand slammed towards Sang Yu slashed away angrily!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Every cut dragged a crescent-like streamer, and there was a faint roar of a dragon!

In the middle of the field, Sang Yu was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly took a defensive posture, stretched his arms, and formed a purple streamer barrier in front of him!

At the same time, the purple unicorn spear in Sang Yu's hand also came out solidly, bursting out several purple spear flowers, and charged forward!

Boom boom boom!

In an instant, the red crescent streamer that Ye Fan swung out collided with the spear flower thrown by Sang Yu, forming a terrifying energy fluctuation!

The entire void was shaking, as if it was about to be torn apart!

"brush!"

"brush!"

"brush!"

On the competition stage, Ye Fan's red jellyfish halberd kept throwing out red streamers, shooting towards Sang Yu in different trajectories.

Sang Yu, who had just stabilized his body, suddenly changed his face, and hurriedly used his marksmanship to meet him.

"Boom! Boom!"

The spear head of the purple unicorn collided with the red streamer from left and right, which made Sang Yu's arms tremble violently, and he felt pain as if his muscles were torn!

Sang Yu didn't have time to grin his teeth, because Ye Fan's red dragon halberd, from bottom to top, dragged a ninety-degree arc, brought up the red dragon, and slammed it hard on his chin.

brush!

Driven by a strong force, Sang Yu's whole body flew up, and finally fell heavily to the ground, spattering out a mouthful of blood.

"But... Damn..."

Sang Yu wiped away the bleeding from the corner of his mouth and stood up, his face as cold as water.

He never expected that he would be pressed and beaten by the opponent, completely incapable of fighting back, and kept passively defending!

On the high platform, the faces of Long Lei and Cao Shaoqin were all extremely gloomy.

"Master Cao, if this continues, Young Master Sang may lose." Long Lei said.

Cao Shaoqin's face was ugly, his slender fingers kept tapping on the coffee table, and he said, "Wait and see."

I thought Sang Yu would win for sure, but now it seems that Ye Fan has grown a lot!

The strength has actually entered the middle stage of the sixth region's kingship!

On the field, Sang Yu's face was full of coldness at the moment, and the anger in his eyes was enough to engulf the entire venue!

He is a king, but at this moment he is like a clown, don't be hit by the other party without any power to fight back!

It's a disgrace!

After the adjustment, Sang Yu took the initiative to go up successfully, and the speed of the purple unicorn spear technique he used was significantly faster than before, and there were more than ten purple spear flowers immediately, and the energy fluctuations were quite explosive!

At the same time, Sang Yu roared: "Ye Fan! Do you want to know that your sister is still alive?"