"Thousands of right and wrong, millions of monks on the field can testify." Yang Fan smiled softly.

"Okay, this bet! I took it and lost when I lost, don't regret it!"

Yang Yu smiled coldly.

"Wait, since it's a bet battle, don't forget to bet!" Yang Fan said with a smile.

"Betting?" Yang Yu frowned slightly: "What bet?"

The monks on the field were also attracted by interest.

"The loser must kowtow to the other party."

Yang Fan said lightly.

"Okay, I'll take it." Yang Yu sneered in his heart, and there was even a little excitement in his eyes, as if he saw Yang Fan kowtowing and kneeling in front of him.

"Brother, you go back."

Yang Fan signaled to Yang Lei and asked him to step down.

"Brother, you have to be careful."

Even though he knew that Yang Fan had entered the advanced level, Yang Lei was still a little worried.

In fact, most of the monks on the field were worried about Yang Fan.

When both of the foundation-building stages, it is too difficult for Yang Fan to win... It is almost impossible to complete!

The people from Yangjiabao were quickly asking the audience and lit a stick of incense.

"Okay, the betting war can begin now."

Yang Fan held his back with one hand and stood on the rooftop.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Yu's body rushed over like a leopard with a "swish" sound, and a punch was blown out. The air suddenly shook. Before the fist was released, a burst of energy rushed out about a foot away.

He obviously wanted to catch Yang Fan off guard.

Yang Fan had a sarcastic look on his face, and a wave of green light appeared on his body. Yang Yu punched him and made a "binding" sound.

After one punch, Yang Fan was safe and unswerving.

What!

Yang Yu looked shocked, and the other monks on the field were also shocked.

Bang bang bang bang!

Yang Yu used all his magic power, stood in front of Yang Fan, and launched continuous attacks.

One punch after another, the force became heavier and heavier, and the sound of impact shocked the whole audience.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang...

The field was silent, leaving only Yang Yu's roar and boxing sounds.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not move Yang Fan at all.

After dozens of punches in one breath, Yang Yu was full of a big man and kept gasping for breath.

"Impossible...how is this possible!?"

Yang Yu's eyes showed doubts and madness.

Everyone was stunned and shocked.

"You can move magic weapons." Yang Fan reminded with a smile.

"By the way, magic weapon!"

Yang Yu immediately took out a heavy axe, and the axe blade was shining with a chilling edge.

This is the advantage of a top-grade attack spirit weapon, both heavy magic weapons and attack weapon.

"break--"

Yang Yu suddenly injected magic power into this top-grade spiritual weapon.

Buzz ~

The three-foot-long axe expanded out of thin air to about a foot long, and its entire body was shining with black light, emitting a thick and suppressed sharp aura.

Puff—
Chapter completed!