"boom!"

When the punch mark fell on Su Lan, Su Lan picked up the sword and a drop of blood was suspended.

With the excitement of spiritual power, a mysterious seal suddenly gathered. When the blood merged into it, a hurricane like a spiral suddenly floated.

The moment Su Lan threw him out, the entire battle platform was filled with wind.

And the hurricane, with an amazing tearing force, collided with the Tiangang Fist.

The core of the two energy intersects, with twists and fluctuations in space.

There was no sound, and a wave was stirring up on the Yuntian Battle Platform.

Chu Yan looked at the amazing energy of the collision and his figure instantly pulled away. Of course, Su Lan was also doing this.

"What a strong offensive!"

Everyone in the city was surprised.

Of course, what was even more surprising was that Su Lan was calm in the face of danger and was able to compete with Chu Yan's offensive at the critical moment, otherwise the punch would fall and would be unstoppable.

However, almost everyone in the city knew Su Lan's strength.

But Zuo Fan...they were really a little surprised.

First, he successfully resisted under Su Lan's speed hammer, and finally he had a hammering of Su Lan with the same feeling.

It is really hard to imagine that these seventy-four people would have such strength.

It seems that the Zuo Fan’s transformation holy platform is not a fantasy.

There is still a foundation of strength.

But it is hard to say whether he can defeat Su Lan.

After all, Su Lan's real strength has not been expanded.

The next competition may have officially begun?

As everyone thought so, Su Lan's expression became serious and looked at Chu Yan and said, "I have to admit that you can actually play this level with your perfect strength in vain!"

"You are enough to make me serious now!"

Su Lan said behind her, spiritual power began to gush around her body. After raising her hand, her strong aura began to soar.

The pressure made people feel a little depressed and dull.

Even this pressure caused a spiritual power to collapse around it.

Its strength is shocking.

Chu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and Su Lan's level of strength had at least reached the third step.

It should be on par with Lian Songjin's strength.

However, Lian Songjin came from the Central Region, and his spiritual power was unique there.

If Su Lan was also in the Central Region, her current level would at least reach the entry level.

"Feel sorry!"

Su Lan's eyes turned blue at this moment. The moment she raised her hand, two wind whirls gathered. At the moment when the wind whirls gathered, Su Lan reached out and held it in her palm in an instant.

"Feng Si!"

Su Lan's voice spiraled, holding Feng Xuan's figure and disappearing ghostly, still at absolute speed.

That's right, his bloodline is dominated by wind.

And when his bloodline can be integrated with the wind, he thinks he can perfectly control the wind.

So he created martial arts through his own bloodline.

He never thought that Chu Yan could force him to this extent.

Zuo Fan...a little horizontal! As powerful as a wind spiral, the green light riots on the battlefield around him, and the wind spiral forms a terrible cutting force.

The entire battle station became blurred, which made the outside world unable to see clearly.

Chu Yan stood there and felt the pain coming from his whole body.

At this moment, Chu Yan's double soul domain fluctuated, and at this moment he suddenly pulled away, but a pain in his chest, and a huge scar appeared on his chest.

That's right, he's just reacting quickly, otherwise he would have broken an arm just now.

Although his bloodline is enough to make his arms grow again, the situation is obviously not suitable now.

But Su Lan's actions are too terrible, right?

It's even more terrifying than before.

And this spiritual power should be the third step beyond the level.

If Su Lan is not an alchemist or weapon refiner, she should be about to enter the country.

"Give up, you are not my opponent!"

Su Lan's voice was cold.

Chu Yan laughed and gave in?

These two words are not found in his dictionary.

Thinking of this, Chu Yan's clone spiritual spring gathered at this moment, and his momentum soared wildly.

He will not stop here at Su Lan, nor will he stop at the next person.

"Sure enough, hiding strength!"

Su Lan was not surprised by Chu Yan's momentum soaring.

But soon his expression became more focused.

That's right, this momentum...is not as stagnated as he imagined, and is still soaring wildly.

"You can't do it, the next one can't do it either!"

Chu Yan's voice said calmly: "Sorry, I don't want to waste too much time with you!"

With bright eyes.

The soul power was rioting wildly, and Chu Yan's figure floated and said, "The speed is very fast. Now I can't make you get faster! Crash! Three thousand and five hundred turns! Get it up!"

The sound fell and the space around it became slight depression.

“Thirty-eight?

Haha, this is not my end!"

Chu Yan's voice fell, and the moment the corner of his mouth raised, his figure disappeared, and the fourth level of his finger sword was activated.

Soul Control! In an instant, a huge phantom suddenly appeared, and the power of heaven and earth was rolled back and turned into a black long sword.

The moment the sword gathered, Chu Yan's figure appeared directly in the gap, and the sword light entered it like a ghost.

He didn't want to lose his spiritual power too much.

After all, he wants to give up a space for his own identity.

Su Lan's figure appeared beside the sword beam, with unbelievable eyes.

He smelled death.

That's right, if Chu Yan hadn't had a deviation just now, he would definitely be a corpse now.

In other words, Chu Yan deliberately gave him up.

The sword light dissipated, Chu Yan looked at the shocked Su Lan and said, "You are very strong, but I'm sorry!"

Su Lan took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in her heart, looked at Chu Yan solemnly and said, "Have you entered the country?"

"No, I'm still trampling on the void!"

Chu Yan shrugged.

Su Lan was unbelievable again and finally bowed to Chu Yan: "I gave up this time!"

Chu Yan didn't kill him, so he deserved his worship.

When Su Lan retreated, the wind around dissipated.

The people in the mansion city were a little confused when they saw the two of Yun Tian Zhan Tian, ​​why did they stop?

"Seventy-four Zuo Fan won!"

The old voice echoed: "Do you change the holy platform?"

"No!"

Chu Yan shook his head lightly.

Su Lan raised her eyebrows.

Um?
To be continued...