"Stop bragging. Be careful of the wind blowing your tongue. If you are really capable, come here and defeat me first."
Wang Fan listened to Wei Ba's words, smiled disdainfully, and said coldly.
He also felt a little aggrieved. If it weren't for the fear of exposing his strength and arousing suspicion from the Wuhai Sect, he could deal with something like Wei Ba with at most two swords. Why would he need so much effort?
It's a pity that this powerful bully doesn't know this at all, and he still talks so shamelessly.
"Hmph!" Wei Ba became even more angry after hearing Wang Fan's provocation. He snorted coldly, stopped talking nonsense, and continued to kill Wang Fan.
This time, Wei Ba's momentum was stronger and more powerful than before.
When he was approaching Wang Fan, the surging spiritual energy on his body had completely exploded, and it surged towards Wang Fan with violent force.
At the same time, his right leg was thrown out wildly, kicking Wang Fan hard in the chest and ribs.
Wang Fan felt Wei Ba's attack and smiled coldly, but did not choose to take it head-on.
He dodged to avoid Wei Ba's attack, then turned around suddenly, made a fist with his right hand, and smashed Wei Ba's head directly.
The fighting speed of the two is extremely fast, and they are extremely sharp and brutal. If they are not careful, they will be killed.
The monks in the audience couldn't help but widen their eyes when they saw this scene, secretly breaking into a cold sweat for the two of them.
This battle was so intense that it reached its climax without any warm-up.
Feeling Wang Fan's attack, Wei Ba's face also changed severely. He opened his mouth and shouted, but he did not dodge. When his head moved slightly, his left fist suddenly shot out and hit Wang Fan's right fist directly.
Bang!
There was another loud noise, and Wang Fan was sent flying several meters away.
On the other hand, Wei Ba, under the force of that force, was knocked straight onto the table.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly. Just when he was about to hit the table, his right leg suddenly connected on the table. After several times, the strong force was relieved and he stabilized his body.
However, just as he stabilized his figure, with a whoosh, Wang Fan rushed towards him like a ghost.
His body was half-rotating in the air, and his legs were like a violent storm, and he struck Wei Ba continuously.
Wei Ba's expression changed drastically. He had no time to dodge, so he could only frantically activate the spiritual energy in his body and wave his fists to resist.
Bang bang bang bang!
There were several loud noises, and Wei Ba was knocked back by Wang Fan. He stepped on the battle platform with his feet and made a rumbling sound.
The entire battle platform was filled with smoke and dust from his steps.
Soon, Wei Ba was forced to the edge of the battle stage, but just when he thought Wang Fan would attack madly, he saw that Wang Fan's face suddenly turned pale and he began to retreat.
He immediately realized that this was due to Wang Fan's lack of strength.
While he breathed a sigh of relief, his expression became even more ferocious.
He was so powerful and domineering, but was suppressed and beaten by Wang Fan in front of everyone. This was simply an unbearable shame.
Everyone in the audience looked at this scene and couldn't help but secretly said it was a pity.
Wang Fan originally had a chance to win Wei Ba in one fell swoop, but at the critical moment, he was exhausted. This is really unexpected and regrettable.
"Ah, you arrogant boy, die!" At this moment, Wei Ba roared suddenly, and suddenly grabbed a black mace that was more than two meters long and as thick as an adult's thigh in his right hand.
There was a biting cold air exuding from the mace, and at the tip of the mace, there were three sharp blades like knives.
He roared, grabbed the mace with both hands, and killed Wang Fan crazily, his eyes were blood red.
"Did Wei Ba actually use a weapon?"
"It seems that Wei Ba is really angry. I didn't expect him to use weapons so quickly."
"I remember that three years ago, he seemed to have used this mace to kill a powerful man in the Venerable Realm with powerful martial arts, right? It seems like that kid is going to be unlucky."
When the people in the audience saw Wei Ba grabbing the mace, they couldn't help but gasped and started talking in low voices.
When Wang Fan heard the comments from the people in the audience, he was suddenly startled.
He no longer dared to distance himself from Wei Ba, but instead grabbed a few pills and swallowed them into his mouth, then started fighting like crazy.
He couldn't give Wei Ba a chance to use his martial arts. If the martial arts used by Wei Ba were too powerful, he would have to follow suit and use his martial arts to fight.
That way, his chances of being exposed would be even greater.
At least, he did not dare to use these three martial arts, the Seven Kills Flowing Cloud Sword, the Great Desolation Sky Destroying Slash, and the One Sword Slash.
Seeing Wang Fan actually swallowing the pill, the monks in the audience were extremely surprised. However, considering that this was not a fair competition, no one said anything.
They all already know that Wang Fan is indeed inferior to Wei Ba, otherwise it would be impossible to swallow the pill.
Originally, some people still doubted whether Wang Fan was the ruthless person who had just entered the border area, but now, they have all dispelled this suspicion.
Just kidding, if Wang Fan is really that ruthless, would he still need to swallow pills to deal with a mere powerful person?
"Zha Sui, even if you swallow the elixir, it won't change the outcome. Today, you will die in the hands of my powerful master!"
When Wei Ba saw Wang Fan swallowing the pill, he became even more ferocious. He laughed ferociously, held the mace in both hands, and attacked Wang Fan violently.
The howling wind is stirring, and every blow of the mace gives people a feeling of being overwhelmed by the weight of Mount Tai.
If that sharp and heavy mace really hits a person, even if he survives, his skin will be shed.
Under Wei Ba's fierce attack, Wang Fan also began to dodge with difficulty.
However, no matter how timely he dodged, he was still hit several times and his body was stained with blood.
There was even one time when his chest was hit from the front and he couldn't help but spurt out a large mouthful of blood.
At this time, Wang Fan looked like he was losing ground, dripping with blood, and was no match for Wei Ba.
The monks in the audience looked at this scene and couldn't help but secretly thought it was a pity.
They all knew that Wang Fan was dying.
If Wang Fan didn't have any strong trump cards, if things continued like this, he would definitely be defeated by Wei Ba today, and if he didn't do well, he might even lose his life.
Wei Ba's confidence increased even more when he saw Wang Fan, who was retreating continuously and being bombarded with blood all over his body.
He attacked even more crazily, like a violent storm, not giving Wang Fan a chance to breathe.
At the same time, he also completely gave up the idea of using martial arts.
boom!
At a certain moment, Wei Ba struck Wang Fan with his stick again, who was unable to dodge. Wang Fan couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood again and flew up.
However, at the same time that Wang Fan was blasted into the air, his right hand suddenly shook, and he grabbed the Wuji stick that had not been used for a long time, and then with lightning speed, he blasted with a sky-splitting stick technique.
Got out.
Wang Fan's attack was extremely fast and decisive.
Neither Wei Ba nor the monks in the audience expected this.
Wei Ba was grinning ferociously, and even the arc of the ferocious smile at the corner of his mouth had not completely dissipated, and it was already stiff in vain.
This time, he didn't even have time to react before he was hit hard by the Wuji Stick.