Chapter 1994: Flame

"Arrogant!" After hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, Fan Miao clenched his fists tightly, and the real energy in his body roared out violently at the same time. A circle of dust was raised on the ground around him. He is also a high-level star sea level, and Zhuo Bufan is also a high-level star sea level. Realm, but never

No one dares to be so arrogant in front of him!

"Miss, he took the initiative to provoke me... If I don't fight, I'm afraid I won't be able to save the reputation of the God Refining Pavilion." Fan Miao stared at Zhuo Bufan like a poisonous scorpion and gritted his teeth.

Roy pursed his red lips slightly, his beautiful eyes sparkling with brilliance. There were many geniuses in the Lian Shen Pavilion, and everyone carried an air of arrogance. He refused to be convinced by anyone. If he didn't prove himself with strength, he would never succeed. To be recognized, even by her.

"Since you want to fight, don't come here. I think there must be some kind of arena in the Lian Shen Pavilion." Zhuo Bufan looked indifferent, as if he didn't take Fan Miao seriously. The more he behaved like this, the more Fan Miao was troubled. Anger surged in his heart.

The appearance of Fan Miao attracted the attention of many God Refining disciples, and soon a large number of idle disciples gathered to watch. There happened to be a ring in the Refining God Pavilion Square, where disciples usually competed. .

"It's in this ring, kid, don't be too crazy. I'll make you kneel down and beg for mercy later." Fan Miao snorted coldly, glared at Zhuo Bufan, and his figure swept away and landed lightly in the center of the ring.

Zhuo Bufan also kicked his feet, and his body flew towards the center of the ring like blue smoke, and the two of them fought against each other.

The arena is circular in shape, about several hundred feet wide. The floor of the arena is made of a special kind of 'Star Tears Gold', which is smooth and flat and can withstand the impact and fluctuation caused by the battles of galaxy-level experts. The moment the two stood on the ring, some complicated and obscure formation patterns engraved on the surface of the ring emitted a little bit of white light, flowing upstream like a countercurrent waterfall. In an instant, a half-shaped formation was formed on the surface of the ring. transparent

The light curtain prevents the shock wave of the battle from spreading out.

"This guy actually dares to provoke Senior Brother Fan Miao. I'm afraid he's tired of living!"

"That's Miss Roy's friend. I heard that he got the Aoki Order from the Hades..."

"Hehe, I don't know what despicable means were used to obtain the Aoki Order. Senior brother Fan Miao is the disciple of the great elder... his strength is extraordinary. I'm afraid that kid will suffer a little later!"

"I don't know how I got in touch with Miss Roy..." Roy is the daughter of Luo Lian, the master of the Lian Shen Pavilion. She is talented and extremely beautiful. Ninety percent of people have feelings for Roy, but Roy has a cold temperament, as if he is in heaven

The stars were as bright as stars, but the starlight was extremely cold. Seeing Roy and Zhuo Bufan so close now has aroused a lot of 'popular anger'.

The onlookers were all disciples of the Lian Shen Pavilion. They were full of confidence in Fan Miao's strength. They looked at the black-haired and black-eyed young man on the ring with pitiful eyes. They seemed to have seen Zhuo Bufan being beaten until his teeth were everywhere. Scenes. "Hey, don't think that you can be so arrogant because you have a good relationship with Miss Roy. Today, I, Fan Miao, will teach you a lesson and let you know that no matter where you go, you will always respect your strength." Fan Miao curled up his lips. A sinister arc, majestic

True energy surges out of the body, like a flood pouring out.

Boom!

Fan Miao stamped his foot, and his figure flew out like a ghost, and then struck out with a heavy punch. The powerful and solid real energy was like a giant hammer, tearing the air and coming with a whistling and sharp sound.

boom! A dull sound suddenly sounded. Zhuo Bufan slowly stretched out his palm, and a milky white light emerged from his palm. He unexpectedly caught the former's heavy punch. The shock wave generated by the impact blew away all the dust on the ground in a circle. ring meat

Visible ripples spread out.

Those energy ripples spread out and hit the light curtain on the arena, causing the light curtain to tremble. As the light curtain twisted and trembled, all these energy shock waves were resolved. The sudden scene made Fan Miao stunned for a moment. The contempt in his eyes disappeared instantly, and then there was a look of solemnity. Even a strong man of the same level would not dare to take his punch, but now he was struck by Zhuo. Extraordinary and light reception

Stop, this made his heart skip a beat. The disciples of Lian Shen Pavilion who were watching the battle were also shocked by this 'unexpected' scene, and the pity and contempt in their eyes gradually disappeared. Of course, only two women, Lui Luo and Zhou Xinyue, had absolute confidence in Zhuo Bufan's strength. Izaki

Wang Zhuo Bufan please be gentle.

"Thunder Mountain Fierce Palm!"

Fan Miao gritted his teeth, scraped his feet on the ground and stepped back. Then his palms condensed powerful real energy. The power of thunder and lightning lingered in his palms, and then he shot towards Zhuo Bufan with endless coercion.

Facing the martial arts displayed by Fan Miao, Zhuo Bufan moved, and also condensed the cold true energy into his arms. He did not use any martial arts. The cold true energy covered his arms like cold air, and his fists were like frost.

The moment the two fists collided, an even stronger shock wave spread out, and then a figure flew away. It was Fan Miao. His back hit the light screen heavily and was immediately bounced back to the ring. Fan Miao's face was pale, with a hint of fear in his eyes, and his pupils shrank slightly... Apparently he underestimated the strength of his opponent. Zhuo Bufan was able to defeat him without even using martial arts. Fan Miao's face looked as if it had been painted A layer of white wax,

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

This result caused an uproar among the crowd watching in the ring, and Fan Miao's defeat made them also look shocked.

"If you don't have the ability, don't imitate others and challenge him." Zhuo Bufan's eyes were indifferent, and a sharp stream of true energy swept across his fingertips.

Fan Miao gritted his teeth, his face was really shameful now... And it seemed that Zhuo Bufan had no intention of letting him go easily, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes. "This friend, Fan Miao is my junior brother. I have offended you just now. Please show mercy!" At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared on the ring. A young man in white, handsome in appearance, although he spoke politely, But the tone is the same

A feeling of being bossy. "Those who have done wrong things must be punished!" Zhuo Bufan didn't even look at the latter. The real energy on his fingertips was like a blade, and the sharp whistling sound was accompanied by a shrill scream. There was a bloody hole in Miao's knee, and blood spurted out.

And out.

The face of the young man in white suddenly changed, and he raised his sword eyebrows. He obviously did not expect that Zhuo Bufan would not even give him face, and pierced Fan Miao's kneecap on the spot. This was undoubtedly a slap in his face. You must know that Fan Miao is His junior brother. "Useless trash, why don't you help him get healed." The young man in white shouted coldly. Immediately, two disciples with Fan Miao rushed onto the ring and hurriedly carried Fan Miao away. Immediately, the young man in white turned his head and looked at He stared at Zhuo Bufan as sharp as a knife, "This friend is not weak in strength, but I will write down today's matter first, Xia Tian."