Wan Long, with a rugged appearance and bold and domineering appearance, has long occupied the second place in the outer sect rankings. If Jiang Yunfan did not exist, then he would be the number one person in the outer sect, and his strength is undoubtedly unquestionable.
In the entire outer sect, except for Jiang Yunfan, only the Wood Demon could barely resist Wan Long.
Neither can anyone else.
Li Xiaoyao, on the other hand, is the strongest dark horse who has gained a reputation in this outer sect competition. He has entered the top ten competition all the way to the semi-finals just a month after joining the competition.
The name Li Xiaoyao is destined to be remembered by many people.
And now, it's a showdown between Wan Long, a veteran powerhouse, and Li Xiaoyao, the strongest dark horse!
A great showdown between powerful players.
It is still unclear who will win.
Soon, the two of them took the stage.
Wan Long is tall and strong, with a sinewy face and a stern face. He has no weapons, but wears a ferocious-looking stainless steel glove on each hand. There are ferocious spikes on the front of the fist, covering from the fist to the wrist, and also on the wrist.
Spikes, this is a combination of fists and wrist guards, and it is also a big killing weapon. I don’t know how many people’s flesh and blood it has stained.
Lin Fan still held a long sword in his hand and looked unparalleled in his grace.
"Li Xiaoyao, I really didn't expect that you could actually come this far." Wan Long crossed his arms and looked at Lin Fan with his big copper bell-like eyes.
Lin Fan's face was expressionless and he didn't make any response.
In the depths of Wan Long's eyes, a hint of anger flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "He is really an arrogant guy... Li Xiaoyao, you have proven your strength by getting to this point. If you are sensible, go down by yourself.
Otherwise, the consequences may be unbearable for you.”
Wan Long's good friend Li Mo was defeated by Lin Fan, so Wan Long's attitude towards Lin Fan was definitely not good, and could even be said to be deeply hostile.
If given the chance, Wanlong would definitely not let Lin Fan go easily.
Speaking at this moment also carries an obvious threat.
In response to this, Lin Fan's heart did not waver, and he even wanted to laugh a little.
"You talk a lot of nonsense."
"If you want to fight, then fight. If you don't want to fight, get out!"
"I really don't know where your sense of superiority comes from. Is it because you are thick-skinned?"
Lin Fan looked at Wan Long calmly, but what he said made Wan Long furious.
"asshole!!!"
Wan Long cursed angrily.
The sound is like thunder, rolling and exploding.
But the next moment, Wan Long suddenly calmed down, looked at Lin Fan and smiled.
"Li Xiaoyao, if you want to anger me and make me lose my mind like you did with that idiot Murong Yunhai, then I'm afraid you will be disappointed."
"What you do will have no effect except for making me beat you harder!"
Lin Fan also smiled and said, "Then let's try it?"
“Try it!!!”
Wan Long shouted out, and then stomped his right foot on the ground. With a "bang" sound, the stone slab under his feet immediately shattered, and the gravel flew everywhere. Wan Long was like a cannonball being discharged, heading towards Lin Fan.
Shoot out.
At the same time, he punched out and hit Lin Fan's head.
"Tiger Cannon Fist!"
The surface of the fist was shrouded in an earth-yellow light, and it seemed to carry a critical force.
In addition to the image of a roaring tiger head condensed in the front, it seems that the roar of a tiger can also be heard.
Lin Fan's expression changed slightly, he used his body skills and swung his long sword continuously.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Several rays of sword energy roared, cutting through space and attacking Wanlong.
But he was easily beaten away by Bandung.
The next moment.
Wanlong's fist attacks!
Lin Fan looked solemn as never before.
Wan Long is indeed very strong, stronger than everyone he defeated before.
When dealing with such a powerful enemy, Lin Fan also needs to treat it carefully without exposing more things and only using the late-stage strength of ordinary golden elixirs.
He held the sword in his right hand and swung it toward the center, while his left hand also held it toward the center.
In an instant, he held a sword with both hands.
Then he shouted loudly, raised the sword above his head with both hands, and slashed it down with one blow.
"Crack!"
There was an electric arc flashing crazily from the sword's edge.
A sword energy that was dozens of meters long roared out, easily splitting the space, and slashed towards Wanlong.
"Taixuan Shield!"
Wanlong directly offered a small black shield.
The shield grew larger in the wind, and instantly reached a height of more than two meters and a width of more than one meter. It was pitch black and reflected the luster of metal, making it look quite extraordinary.
Blocked in front of Wan Long.
next moment.
"Bang!"
The sword energy struck the shield.
The light flashes.
The sound shocked the world.
The shield only shook twice before returning to calm. There seemed to be a faint sword mark on the surface, but it still blocked the sword energy in the end.
Wan Long immediately retracted his shield.
The shield is released and retracted in a matter of seconds. It is an action completed in an instant.
Wan Long's Tiger Cannon Fist continued to hit Lin Fan.
Now, Lin Fan had no other choice but to fight head-on.
He stabbed out with his sword.
The sound of sword chanting resounded.
"clang!"
The sword struck the glove, making a loud noise.
Lin Fan was immediately pushed back by a huge force.
At the same time, there was another "clang" sound, and the long sword was directly broken and broken into four pieces. One piece was in Lin Fan's hand, and the other three blades flew to other places.
Lin Fan's face instantly turned red, and there was blood gushing out, but he forced it down.
Of course, this process of blood rising and being forcibly suppressed was done by Lin Fan to show off to Master Zui.
When you reach the state of a drunk Taoist, you can "see" some conditions inside the human body.
Lin Fan's body flew backwards.
"Hahaha!"
"Nothing more than that!"
Wan Long smiled wildly, threw off his long legs and chased Lin Fan.
high speed.
In an instant, he appeared below Lin Fan.
An uppercut hit Lin Fan in the lower back.
Lin Fan twisted his body in the air and avoided the fatal punch.
Wan Long refused to give up and attacked Lin Fan with one punch after another.
Lin Fan waved his hand and shot the broken sword at Wan Long, forcing him to dodge and gain a precious breathing opportunity for himself.
Then he quickly retreated and distanced himself from Wanlong.
Lin Fan took this opportunity to mobilize his true energy and calm his blood.
Wan Long still didn't stop at all. He believed in the rule of "Kill you while you are sick". Now that Lin Fan was injured, Wan Long would not give Lin Fan a chance to adjust his breathing and pursue him relentlessly.
Lin Fan sighed helplessly and could only respond with fists.
“Bang bang bang bang bang!”
The two of them clashed instantly and started a close-to-hand fight with fists and fists.
At this time, the advantage of Wanlong's gloves came into play. One punch hit, even if the skin was torn, Lin Fan did not dare to fight with him, so he could only fight in a roundabout way.
But Wan Long is different from Murong Yunhai. Wan Long is not only powerful, but also not slow.
Lin Fan had no speed advantage at all.
It was a hard fight for a while.
Soon, Lin Fan's clothes were stained red with blood.
He was covered in blood and turned into a bloody man.
Wan Long, on the other hand, was getting better and better as he fought, punch after punch, and Lin Fan was exhausted from each punch.