Chapter 202: Desperate Strike

As the battle continued, the scope of destruction by Lu Fan and Yan Qing was still expanding. In just a short moment, seven or eight houses in the Yuanyuan were brutally poisoned.

The two beams of light are intertwined, and wherever they pass, sand and rocks are flying, and they are full of energy.

Finally, after another violent explosion, the figures of Lu Fan and Yan Qing reappeared.

Lu Fan slammed into a wall fiercely, a large crater was knocked out of the good rock wall, the cracked lines spread, and in a short while, the entire wall collapsed.

Yan Qing flew out tens of feet and hit the ground. The ground that was originally flat and clean was now full of deep pits.

"Cough, cough,"

Lu Fan clutched his chest and coughed violently twice, blood gushed out from his mouth, staining the stone beside him red.

The scaled dragon armor on his body was dilapidated and full of dents. Lu Fan could feel heart-piercing pain all over his body. Nine Dragon Xuangong Pagoda in his body cursed and said, "Damn grandson, great master, let me use the formation method!" Kill him, I will throw out the formation in the god pill, and guarantee that this grandson will become a fool directly,"

Lu Fan didn't answer the Nine Dragons Profound Palace Pagoda. He would not use the formation in the Divine Pill lightly, because once he used it, the existence of the Nine Dragons Profound Palace Pagoda would be exposed, and it would be hard to explain it at that time.

Moreover, he is not at the end of his rope.

Yan Qing wanted to win him, but it was not that simple.

Lu Fan was desperately recovering from his injuries, holding the heavy sword hand, and slowly exerting force, letting the blood on his arm flow all over the sword body.

Yan Qing also got up from the pit, the black and white colors on her body were already much thinner.

Only about 30% of the extremely golden power that can be used is left.

"Damn bastard,"

Yan Qing cursed secretly, he never expected that even if he rushed into the Yuangang Realm relying on Gu Zhizhan, he would still be unable to beat Lu Fan to death with a single punch.

Lu Fan's terrifying tenacity and his fearless attack style caused him a lot of trouble.

Yan Qing looked down at the sword wound on his chest, it was left by Lu Fan when he used the power of the Dao domain on the Wufeng epee.

Although he was very reluctant to admit it, the reality was that Lu Fan really had the power to threaten his life.

In Yan Qing's eyes, the killing intent has been decided. Today, Lu Fan must not be left behind as a disaster.

It was only less than a year since he was admitted to the hospital, and he could grow from a small warrior in the inner world to an existence that could compete with him. If Lu Fan was given another year, wouldn't he be against the sky?

Yan Qing absolutely cannot condone the existence of such a person, especially since this person is still his opponent, and the two sides have enemies with great grievances.

Such an enemy, if he doesn't take this opportunity to deal with it, will definitely make him sleepless.

"The power of gold enters the body, and the five elements unfold,"

Yan Qing opened his mouth and sucked in, and the golden power wrapped around his body was instantly sucked into his body.

In this way, many masters in the sky frown.

Even warriors who have really broken through to the Yuangang realm step by step, dare not swallow the ultimate power of the five elements into their bodies casually. Most of the warriors' internal organs, meridians and bones are not as powerful as the ultimate power of the five elements. Swallowing this kind of power, If you are not careful, your body will collapse and you will die.

The dean's eyes were fixed on Yan Qing's forehead. Others didn't pay attention, but the dean clearly saw the five-element formation above Yan Qing's head. The stellar qi was condensed, as if the vitality of a qi refiner was gathered, and this kid probably had other means.

The dean turned his head and glanced at Master Xingyuan. At this time, Master Xingyuan was still calm and calm.

So far in the competition, Yinyang Academy has lost three out of the five schools. If the original rules of the competition were followed, Yinyang Academy could declare defeat at this moment.

Waiting for Lu Fan's three senior brothers to recover, and then fighting Yan Qing with Lu Fan, the odds of winning the Yuanyuan are not small.

Why, Xingyuan is so confident.

While the dean was guessing, below, Yan Qing's body started a new round of swelling.

The flesh and blood on his body was collapsing, and hideous wounds appeared on Yan Qing's body.

It was as if something was about to come out of Yan Qing's body, just watching the skin and flesh bursting would make people feel pain.

But Yan Qing seemed to be getting more and more excited as the pain increased, with a distorted face, he pulled out a terrifying smile, and from his open wound, streaks of golden liquid appeared, as if his blood had been smashed into gold.

Lu Fan forced himself to charge forward, with a light tap of the sole of his foot, his body traveled a distance of more than ten feet as if teleporting, and came to Yan Qing.

As soon as the sword came out, the fiery red thunder fell on Yan Qing's body along with the heavy sword.

A series of explosions sounded, but Yan Qing didn't move a single step, and changed his hand to pinch Lu Fan's frontless epee.

As the strength increased, the golden liquid flowing on Yan Qing's body unexpectedly formed lines like formations.

At this moment, even the dean exclaimed.

"The body of gold, the physique of a magic soldier, he actually also cultivated this,"

Xingyuan smiled and said: "If Yan Qing hadn't cultivated this at the same time, how could I have taught him the ancient battle body together? One yuan away, he has already lost. At this time, Yan Qing's body, strength, and explosive power are all equivalent to Yuan. For fighters around Gang Sanchong, even if all the students of the Unitary Academy go up together, there is absolutely no possibility of victory."

As if to confirm Xingyuan's statement, Yan Qing threw a punch at Lu Fan's body after changing hands.

The terrifying punch directly blasted away the scaled dragon armor on Lu Fan's body, and Lu Fan turned around and kicked Yan Qing's head not to be outdone.

But there was only a bang, and Yan Qing didn't even move his head.

"Lu Fan, you forced me to use this trick, you are proud enough, now, you can die,"

Using force with his palm, Yan Qing pulled the man with the sword to him.

With a palm strike, the terrifying power directly caused an explosion, and all the sand and stones around were shaken into powder.

Lu Fan flew upside down several tens of feet away, crashed into several high walls, and dropped his epee directly.

Yan Qing firmly grasped the Wufeng epee.

"This sword belongs to me,"

Yan Qing said coldly, and then walked towards Lu Fan step by step.

In the other branches, countless students watched all this in astonishment.

Yan Qing's strength has already surpassed their expectations. Is this the strength of the Chief of Yin Yang Academy?

It was so shocking.

Lu Fan tried his best to get up, and the blood spurted out from his mouth.

Inside the body, Nine Dragons Xuangong Pagoda cursed loudly: "Grandson Gui, you really put your nose on the face, master, let me kill him, I must kill him,"

The light in Lu Fan's eyes also became deep, and he pinched his left hand, and the power of heaven and earth around him began to gather towards him.

"Are you going to fight to the death?"

A smile appeared on Lu Fan's face.

Who is afraid of whom?