Puppet Dharma image?!

It seems that Sun Ling has hidden his weaknesses before!

Jiang Tianshu, who was playing the piano, also narrowed his eyes slightly and gave a wink at the young man in black robe not far away. The young man in black robe understood and jumped onto the ring!

Any military disciple has a military order hanging around his waist!

Fan?!

On the back of the military order, there was only the word "Fan" written!

In other words, this person comes from the Fan family in Putuo Mountain and is the descendant of Fan Kuai!

"It's King Fan!"

"King Fan Tian? I heard that this person has condensed golden elixir magic image, which is an iron hammer, with extremely strong lethality."

"Yes, I heard that King Fan Tian once severely injured a half-step saint."

The people who were sitting at a table watching the battle couldn't help but talk.

Now Sun Ling has not fully recovered his physical strength and has a very low chance of winning against King Fan.

To put it bluntly, this military strategist tonight is a wheel battle.

unless!

Sun Ling is willing to admit defeat!

otherwise!

Someone will continue to come to the stage to challenge!

But for military disciples, it is definitely a shame to take the initiative to admit defeat!

Sun Ling sneered: "Haha, I really didn't expect that the legendary King Fan Tian would also surrender to Jiang Tianshu?!"

"Hmph, it's just cooperation!"

"In this world, only interests are the kingdom!"

King Fan stretched out his arms violently, and the black robe on his body was instantly torn apart by the true energy gushing out of his body.

It is not difficult to see from Sun Ling's face that he is still very afraid of King Fan.

Boom.

Accompanied by a series of harsh sounds of breaking through the air, a hammer condensed from behind King Fan. The hammer was seven or eight meters long, with a huge head and two meters square.

What's strange is that when King Fan Tian activated the hammer, he heard a thunder sound of "crackling", and a crack was seen breaking out of the ring under Sun Ling's feet.

In terms of strength, this person is far above Pang Yun.

"Puppet Dharma Image!"

"Attach me!"

Sun Ling shouted coldly and saw the armor merged with his body.

Thinking back then, Sun Bin finally stood up by fusion with the armor.

King Fan Tian smiled contemptuously and said, "Haha, overestimate one's ability!"

Boom!

Just a sound of explosion came out, and the hammer fell down and smashed Sun Ling into the ring!

"Do you surrender?"

King Fan said coldly.

Sun Ling angrily scolded: "Even if I die in battle, I will never surrender!"

If Sun Ling hadn't been physically exhausted, how could he have been defeated so miserably?!

If Sun Ling faces King Fan in the first round, the outcome is still unknown.

Pang Yun under the ring shouted excitedly: "Mr. Fan, broke Sun Ling's legs and asked him to share with Sun.

Like a tibia, she will be in a wheelchair for the rest of her life!”

Broken legs?!

This is a good suggestion!

Jiang Tianshu, who was playing the piano, seemed to have acquiesced to Pang Yun's words and nodded to King Fan on the ring!

Sun Ling cursed angrily: "Pang Yun, you despicable villain!"

"Hmph, Sun Ling, I have said that the world is not about fists, but about strategy!" Pang Yun snorted and said with contempt.

Now Sun Ling seems to have accepted his fate.

But for Tang Long, Sun Ling could not be injured.

No matter what, Sun Ling and Jiang Tianshu are not in line, so this can be used.

As Li Tieguai said, the so-called military strategist is actually to win over military strategist disciples.

Once the martial arts performance begins, you can easily win.

King Fan Tian shouted coldly: "Sun Ling, I will ask you another question, are you choosing to surrender or choose to break your legs?"

"Hmph, a soldier can be killed, not humiliated!"

Sun Ling activated the puppet magic form and held on to the death.

Unfortunately, Sun Ling has long been at the end of his strength and cannot resist King Fan’s attack.

King Fan Tian shook his head secretly and said, "Oh, it's stubborn! Since that's the case, then the young master has to help you!"

Boom!

Just as a sound came out, the giant hammer fell down with a bang, splashing purple arcs!

"Hey, what's the use of backbone these days?"

"Who said no?"

"If it were me, I would surrender."

"Hmph, Sun Ling, Sun Tzu's Art of War has been in vain. Don't you know the bitter plan of one of the thirty-six strategies?"

Some military disciples also said with contempt.

But!

When the purple arcs dissipated, there was a figure on the ring!

I saw that figure blocking the falling hammer with one hand!

"What?"

"Have you blocked King Fan's giant hammer magic image with bare hands?"

"Hiss, isn't it? Who is that kid? Which prince is it?"

All the military disciples present exclaimed.

Even King Fan was frightened silly. He never expected that someone in this world would dare to use his physical body to resist his golden elixir magic image?!

Who is this person?

Could it be Wei Wudao?

Not very similar!

"Is it him?"

Emperor Concubine Xuan, who was sitting at a table watching the battle, said with a secret joy.

Looking at the Emperor Concubine Xuan's secretly happy appearance, Jiang Tianshu's face was even more gloomy, as if he was cuckolded by Tang Long.

Jiang Tianshu hated Tang Long to the extreme.

No matter what, you must defeat Tang Long.

King Fan Tian said with a look of fear: "Boy, who are you?"

What a pity!

Then Tang Long was too lazy to pay attention to King Fan Tian, ​​but connected his cell phone!

"Haha, Tangtang, you go to bed first!"

"When I clean up these dogs, I'll go back!"

After saying that, Tang Long hung up the phone.

dog?!

King Fan Tian scolded angrily: "Boy, how dare you insult me? Go to death!"

Boom!
To be continued...