The black energy released by the White Ghost Miao Saint is very special and seems to strengthen the viciousness of the Gu insects.
"Ye Fan, be careful!
"In the distance, Black Moon reminded loudly: "White Ghost Miao is good at evil arts, and those high-level Gu insects have the strength of Gu King in a short period of time!
"Haha, that's interesting!"
"Ye Fan touched his nose and looked at White Ghost Saint Miao: "Is this how you save your life?" White Ghost Saint Miao narrowed her eyes coldly, the black air around her became more intense, and the Gu worms inside made a "Gurgling sound"
There was a "gurgle" sound, some of the leather armor cracked, and the body became several times larger.
"Don't think that just because the spirit control Gu is ineffective on you, you are invincible!
I, the White Ghost Miao, definitely don’t only have spirit-controlling Gu... Poof!
" Before she finished speaking, Ye Fan suddenly appeared in front of her and hit her chest with a heavy punch.
White Ghost Saint Miao vomited a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground and rolled for more than ten meters before barely easing the impact.
She looked up at Mark in disbelief, and saw him standing in the black air he had released, slowly raising his hands.
"snort!
"Crash..." A strong force exploded, enveloping the entire black air mass inside.
The actual martial strength is full of sharp energy, which directly turns the steel plates of the martial arts platform into molten iron.
In just three seconds, the fighting platform of more than ten square meters was shattered by Wu Jin, and the black energy and the Gu worms inside were shattered to pieces.
As soon as this move came out, not only those people on the martial arts platform, but also the village leaders and elders on the high platform could not sit still.
"...Which, what kind of move is this?" "He, his martial strength has actually reached this level." "He is only a warrior with eight times the limit. How can he unleash such strength that even our ten times limit can't reach it?"
!”
Zhuang Zheng shuddered and turned to look at An Luoqiong.
"You...you have known for a long time that this boy is a super master?!
Chen Qin, the leader of Digui Miao Village, stood up with a swish and said angrily: "An Luoqiong, would you be interested in sending a strong man ten times the limit to compete with these juniors for the position of saint?"
"An Luoqiong glanced at them calmly and snorted slightly: "Did I break the rules?" "..." Zhuang Zheng and others were suddenly speechless.
Before the third trial, everyone had undergone a bone age test.
Bai Guimiao's saint daughter and saint son are both under forty years old and fully meet the standards of the third test.
"The Holy Son chosen by me, Bai Guimiao, is naturally one in a million.
If you have the ability, find a genius like him. I, An Luoqiong, will definitely have no problem with that!
An Luoqiong kept sneering, "Keep reading, the winner will be decided soon!"
"Boom, boom, boom..." Zhuang Zheng and others gritted their teeth, but there was nothing they could do.
On the fighting stage, Ye Fan stood on the edge of the melted steel and slowly walked towards the white ghost Saint Miao.
"If you have any other means, feel free to use them."
Ye Fan seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"Lord Saint, give in quickly!
"Zhuang Yi was so horrified that he was trembling all over.
According to the rules of the Miao Girl's election, the Holy Son cannot admit defeat. Only the Holy Girl takes the initiative to jump off the fighting platform can he save his life.
Otherwise, even if they, the Holy Sons, escape, they will still die if they return to the Miao village!
"Noisy!
"Ye Fan narrowed his eyes coldly and stepped hard on the martial arts platform with his toes.
The steel plate on the ground suddenly shattered, and a piece of debris flew rapidly, turning into a beam of light and flying past Zhuang Yi's body.
"Whoa!
"Zhuang Yi's head suddenly fell to the ground, his eyes widened and he lost his breath.
On the other side of the fighting stage, Chen Qiaoqiao and Wu Meng were already dumbfounded.
The knife that Chen Qiaoqiao put against Wu Meng's neck fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
The two looked at each other, jumped off the martial arts platform without saying a word, and announced their defeat.
Just kidding, Black Moon found such a powerful Holy Son, and they gave him a hammer!
In order to win, everyone must form an alliance to besiege them from the beginning.
But he and Heiyue have been hiding their clumsiness. At this point, no one can be their opponent!
On the fighting stage, only Ye Fan, Black Moon and White Ghost Miao Saint were left.
Ye Fan and Hei Yue blocked the retreat of White Ghost Saint Miao, trapping her in the middle of the martial arts platform.
If she only faced Heiyue alone, White Ghost Saint Miao would still be able to escape.
But now, she was punched by Ye Fan and her internal organs were injured. Let alone deal with two people at the same time, I am afraid that even Black Moon cannot beat her.
Ye Fan crossed his arms and asked in a low voice: "Now, can you answer my question?" "Humph!
"White Ghost Saint Miao gritted her teeth and spit out a mouthful of blood unwillingly.
"Who are you?" Ye Fan asked in a deep voice.
He was somewhat familiar with the aura of Saint White Ghost Miao, but he was unable to determine who she was.
"If you want to know the answer, go find it yourself!
"At this moment, the white ghost Saint Miao who fell on the ground suddenly let out a shrill howl.
She turned over and jumped up, quickly rushing towards the audience.
"Still want to leave?" Ye Fan smiled coldly, tiptoed a little, and as fast as lightning, he arrived in front of the white ghost Miao Saint in the blink of an eye.
Unexpectedly, the white ghost Saint Miao actually cut off one of her arms with a knife.
"Pfft..." Dark blood spurted out, forming a strange blood snake in mid-air, directly wrapping around Ye Fan's arm.
"Uh-huh!
"The blood snake opened its mouth and bit Ye Fan's neck.
White Ghost Saint Miao took advantage of this gap and quickly moved towards the audience.
"Roll rough!
"Ye Fan punched the blood snake's head and looked at the white ghost Miao Saint with cold eyes.
"Since you are so uncooperative, I will not spare your life!
"At that moment, forceful energy surged, and a fist seal formed in mid-air, directly hitting the white ghost Miao Saint's back.
"Huh..." The fist wind roared, and the white ghost Miao Saint's face was blown up.
A beautiful face appeared in Ye Fan's eyes!
“Buzz!
"Ye Fan's head was empty, and then he was horrified and quickly retracted his fist seal.
He turned around and landed on the fighting platform, staggering two steps in disbelief.
"No, no...how...how could it be her?!
"The white ghost Saint Miao fell to the ground and rushed out of the square without stopping.
"Wait..." Ye Fan stretched out his hand to stop her, but she didn't look back at all and disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.
Black Moon came to Ye Fan, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?" "It's okay."
Ye Fan frowned and calmed his mind.
He looked at the black moon and felt a little confused.
Miao Nu is good at the art of charm. Ye Fan is not sure whether the face he saw just now is real!
If it was really her, what happened to An Luoqiong?
"No, I have to ask Bai Guimiao for clarification!
"Ye Fan suddenly felt palpitations.
"Ye Fan, what are you talking about?" Black Moon saw that Ye Fan was distracted and seemed very nervous.
"No...nothing."
Ye Fan shook his head and did not tell Hei Yue, "I'm in a hurry, so I'll leave first!
"Now that the third election test is over, Hei Yue has won the position of the Holy Maiden of the Miao Village. There is no need to bring her in.
Ye Fan confessed to Hei Yue, then jumped off the fighting platform and ran towards the outside of the square.