"What! Magical Power!" Suning couldn't help but exclaimed when he heard this. Magical Power Technique can only be used by a strong man in the magical power realm. How could Fang Yan, a young cultivator in the fateful realm, use the supreme magical power Technique?

"I'm taking my volcano wrath." Fang Yan ignored the other party's shock, shouted loudly, and used his own skill to urge the volcano wrath to attack Suning with a proficiency of ten thousand.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Suning was punched away by Fang Yan.

"The power of your punch is much stronger than before. How is this possible? With your current cultivation level, you cannot easily use the weakest magical technique. How did you do this?" Suning suppressed the shock in his heart and asked at Fang Yan.

"You don't have to worry about this." Fang Yan smiled faintly when he heard this, and used the Wind Body Technique to start attacking.

Using proficiency to activate the volcano's wrath of self-created magical power, the power doubled. This is Fang Yan's trump card. He is unwilling to use it easily until the critical moment, which will make the opponent be prepared. However, at this moment, when the battle is in full swing, he can definitely give the opponent a devastating blow.

Fang Yan's magical power, Volcano Wrath, was already powerful and could hurt his internal organs. At this moment, the power of Volcano Wrath had doubled, which made the injury of the little war king Suning a little uncontrollable.

"puff!"

Fang Yan attacked with the fury of the volcano, and Suning greeted him with the King of Hundred Battles, blocked him with the left and right. He was hit by Fang Yan with a punch. With a puff, he heard a muffled groan. Suning's injuries broke out completely, and he sprayed out with a mouthful of blood.

"Xiao Zhan Wang Suning was injured and vomited blood."

"This Fang Yan is really strong. The little war king Suning was injured. You should know that his body is the Hundred War King, and his defense is so strong. It is comparable to the spiritual treasure. How did he hurt him?"

Suning vomited blood, and the people below the audience exclaimed in disbelief with an expression of disbelief.

"In physical practice, you forced me to such a situation. You are indeed strong. You thought you would win like this. Tell you. It is impossible. Now let you see my mad sword in the hundred battles." Suning wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a hint of resentment appeared on his face. He slapped the Qiankun storage bag on his waist with a murderous aura. A murderous slashing sword that rushed towards Yun Xiao appeared in Fang Yan's sight.

"Slaughter the world."

Suning waved the giant slashing sword in his hand, and his murderous intent soared into the sky. A dazzling sword light slashed towards Fang Yan.

At this moment, Fang Yan discovered that Suning's body was infinitely high, like a mountain standing there. The blade rolled up, bringing a gust of wind, and the sword light was shining brightly, slashing towards Fang Yan one by one.

"This sword light is a little different. It contains this rich power of qi and blood. One sword seems to be able to break mountains and rivers and kill thousands of creatures." Looking at the dazzling sword light that was slashing, Fang Yan's brow frowned unconsciously. From this move, he felt a strong sense of danger. Fang Yan's qi sinks into his dantian, and then, he urged the fire dragon in the Five Dragons Divine Fist to roar towards the dazzling sword light with his proficiency.

As the dazzling sword light passed, the hideous huge fire dragon that Fang Yan shot was dismembered by the sharp sword lights and dissipated into an invisible state.

"This Suning is so powerful." The roar of the fire dragon, activated by the proficiency of the Five Dragons Divine Fist, doubled its power. Fang Yan originally thought that this move would definitely hurt Suning severely, but he did not expect that under the sharp attack of the opponent, his hideous huge fire dragon was shattered and broken.

"Slaughter the world!"

The sword in Suning's hand rolled up, and then, dazzling sword lights slashed towards Fang Yan.

The strongest person in the Little Battle King Suning is not his small-scale King of Battles, but his strong cultivation. He has been sharpening his sword for ten years. He did not attend the last martial arts competition. For ten years, he was trying to shine at this martial arts competition.

Suning is a dual cultivation of magic and body, and the strongest thing is his magical finger creation. The Bai Zhan Kuang Knife is getting stronger and stronger as he fights. With the strength of his body refining skills, he can calmly use the Bai Zhan Kuang Knife, which can escape from close combat and long attacks.

The Baizhan Kuang Knife killed the enemy with a brave and diligent momentum. This momentum cannot be released. Once it is released, it is like a ball that is exhausted, without the invincible posture that swept the world. Fang Yan's fist is like the wind, and it is fiercely impacted. The sword lights are sweeping and old, and there are ferocious scars on Fang Yan's body. The scarlet blood flows downwards.

"This little war king is so strong. I guess he is the strongest dark horse in this competition!" Looking at the little war king Suning who was showing his might on the stage, he originally thought Fang Yan was going to win, but he didn't expect that such a shocking reversal would happen. The audience in the audience couldn't help but burst into bursts of screams.

"Old He, this little war king Suning is so hidden! He has cultivated the body of the Hundred War King, the peak of the third level of Yin and Yang Realm, and the madness of the Hundred War Crazy Sword, I'm afraid that Jian Wuqing and Song Dao will face him a little mysterious. Can Fang Yan deal with this battle?" Seeing the shocking reversal of the battle, the fourteenth prince Song Ye asked the old man in brocade clothes.

"I didn't expect that this martial arts competition would be so outstanding. These geniuses are stronger than each other. It's hard to say about this battle, it's hard to say. If Fang Yan had no trump card, with his injuries, he would basically have no chance of turning the tables." The old man in Jinyi couldn't help but frown when he heard this.

"Fang Yan is still young, all he lacks is time. If he is in the Yin-Yang Realm, the final winner of this battle will only be Fang Yan." Fang Yan was not optimistic about Fang Yan because of Mr. He. Fortunately, Fang Yan is still young and 18 years old. He can participate in at least two martial arts competitions, and he will definitely win the championship.

"The Earth Dragon Roar."

Suning's offensives came one after another like a storm. Fang Yan knew that he had entered the opponent's rhythm and that rhythm must be broken, otherwise he would have to use the ninth magic weapon, vine demon soldier. He shouted loudly, and the earth dragon roar of the Five Dragons Divine Fist was instantly launched and rushed towards the dazzling sword light.

The dazzling sword light was destroyed, and the hideous and huge earth-yellow dragon was strangled and broken. Fang Yan took this opportunity to destroy his hand, and a black vine shot out from the palm of his hand, and the vine tentacles attacked Suning. Fang Yan activated the ninth magic weapon, making it turn into armor to cover his body.

"Chi!Chi!Chi!Chi..."

The vine tentacle was cut off by the dazzling sword light, but the tentacle was quickly born and attacked towards Suning, just like the eight-clawed octopus stretching continuously. The man-eating ghost vine took over the fierce and domineering sword lights. Fang Yan's body shape quickly approached Suning.

"The Wrath of the Volcano."

Fang Yan shouted loudly, and his palm was slapped at Suning, and Sunington was slapped away. The rhythm of the Bai Zhan Mad Sword was interrupted, and the tentacles of the man-eating ghost vine swept towards Suning. In an instant, Suning was tied up like a rice dumpling. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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