Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 870

He Liangyi and Zhao Bingbing's spiritual power kept overflowing from their bodies, forming a hideous and terrifying phantom of a monster.

From time to time, there were a few light blue halos, like a swimming dragon, circling in front of He Liangyi and Zhao Bingbing.

With the two of them as the center, the ground collapsed inch by inch, forming deep pits one after another.

"Die to me!" He Liangyi gritted her teeth with red eyes.

"Go and apologize to Senior Sister Yang!" Zhao Bingbing's eyes were full of anger, and she must let Zheng Fan die to avenge Yang Xuelan.

After the words fell, the spiritual power overflowing from Zhao Bingbing and He Liangyi transformed into hundreds of slender dragons exuding majestic fluctuations in spiritual power.

The slender shadow of the flood dragon was like a living thing, continuously making dragon chant sounds.

Yu Xinsheng looked nervous when he saw that He Liangyi and Zhao Bingbing even used this method of killing the enemy, "Master, hurry up and stop them from continuing the competition."

He was very afraid that the monstrous apprentice he had finally obtained would die again.

Listening to Yu Xinsheng's words, Qian Huanmeng said softly, "The sect master didn't speak, so he has his reasons. Do you want to give orders for the sect master?"

He didn't know what the sect master Hou Jingyu was thinking, since he didn't stop him, his apprentice Zhao Bingbing had a chance to kill Zheng Fan and avenge his apprentice Yang Xuelan.

Standing in the pavilion, Hou Jingyu frowned slightly as he watched the behavior of He Liangyi and Zhao Bingbing on the training ground.

He didn't stop it immediately, he was curious in his heart, whether Zheng Fan's method could resist the opponent's attack.

Hou Jingyu was ready to rescue Zheng Fan as soon as his life was in danger.

"You guys know how to be noisy all day long, if you like to be noisy so much, go to Yan Prison to fight." Hou Jingyu felt irritable when he heard their quarrel.

Yu Xinsheng and Qian Huanmeng immediately lowered their heads when they heard Hou Jingyu's words, not daring to continue arguing.

Xia Zhanren did not participate in the conversation between Yu Xinsheng and Qian Huanmeng this time, and stayed beside the two ten-year-old ghost babies, worried that they would not be able to control their emotions and would follow suit to kill them.

It's okay to kill, the most terrifying thing is to expose the identity of the ghost baby, and then my life will be over.

At this time, on the training ground.

Zhao Bingbing and He Liangyi unleashed hundreds of slender dragon phantoms, roaring several times, entangled with terrifying power and charged towards Zheng Fan.

Along the road, the potholes that were already more than ten meters deep collapsed, but because of the terrifying spiritual power fluctuations of Jiaolong Xuying, they continued to collapse downwards.

Zheng Fan looked calm, looked at Zhao Bingbing and He Liangyi's methods, and said indifferently: "Since you are so anxious to die, I will help you."

As soon as the words fell, a dense number of long swords with spiritual power appeared around Zheng Fan, twice as many as those jointly cast by Zhao Bingbing and He Liangyi.

With a wave of his right hand, the long swords densely packed with spiritual power were like a flood towards the slender dragon phantom that was charging towards him.

boom!
A loud explosion sounded.

The densely packed long swords with spiritual power cut off hundreds of living dragon phantoms, turning them into smoke and dissipating.

The entire martial arts training ground was shot with gravel, and the smoke and dust filled the air.

Zhao Bingbing and He Liangyi were attacked by the aftermath of the explosion at the moment when the explosion sounded.

The clothes on the two of them were stained red with blood, and their bodies retreated quickly.

"What is the origin of this kid? Why is he so strong that even our ultimate move can't deal with him?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to kill him today, let's surrender first."

The previous self-confidence of Zhao Bingbing and He Liangyi has disappeared.

They are a little flustered now, ready to escape from the training ground and declare defeat.

Otherwise, I am really worried that my life will be explained here.

"Want to run?" Zheng Fan's cold voice appeared behind Zhao Bingbing and He Liangyi.

Zhao Bingbing and He Liangyi quickly backed away when they heard the icy chill.

While retreating, the phantoms of monsters spilling out of the body kept waving towards Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan's eyes were indifferent, watching Zhao Bingbing and He Liangyi's methods of ghostly shadows of monsters.

Two groups of soft white light spots appeared in front of him, bombarding towards the phantom of the monster beast in front of Zhao Bingbing and He Liangyi.

bang.

bang.

Zhao Bingbing and He Liangyi's phantoms of monsters were blown up like firecrackers.

The two of them watched their monster phantom being destroyed, and their minds went blank.

Among the phantoms of the monsters, there were their souls, and now they were blown up by Zheng Fan, and their souls were also hurt.

Zhao Bingbing and He Liangyi no longer cared about these things, the most urgent thing now is to survive.

Zhao Bingbing and He Liangyi had only one thought in their minds, and they shouted to end the game.

They don't want to die here.

When Zhao Bingbing and He Liangyi just opened their mouths, ready to shout.

Suddenly, I felt that my neck seemed to be pinched by a powerful force.

They turned their heads and saw that Zheng Fan was still tens of meters away.

The spiritual power in Zhao Bingbing and He Liangyi's body kept dispersing, trying to shake off the spiritual power that was strangling their necks.

No matter how they struggled, this force was like a pliers. Not only did the force not weaken, but it became heavier and heavier.

Zheng Fan's eyes were indifferent, and his tone was cold: "If you kill me, you have to be prepared to be killed by me."

As the words fell, there was a clicking sound.

The heads of He Liangyi and Zhao Bingbing shot out immediately, and the blood scattered out like a spring.

The pavilion where Hou Jingyu was.

He looked at the entire training ground, covered in billowing thick smoke, with a serious expression.

Hou Jingyu wanted to end several times, but was blocked by Qian Huameng, "The battle between direct disciples is the most important point. I think my apprentice should understand the severity."

Listening to Qian Huanmeng's words, Yu Xinsheng said angrily: "You old dog, if you stop the sect master, then I will save it myself."

"You dared to save people before the sect master took action, your courage is getting bigger and bigger." Qian Huanmeng said softly: "Or you have already plotted something wrong, and you are going to become the sect master of the star gate."

"You!" Yu Xinsheng blushed when he heard Qian Huanmeng's words, "If my apprentice has any troubles, I will definitely be with you forever."

Qian Huanmeng didn't take Yu Xinsheng's threat seriously at all, he laughed and said: "If you dare to fight me forever, I will definitely accompany you to the end."

Hou Jingyu said impatiently: "If you dare to struggle, go to the Yan Prison by yourself."

After he finished speaking, he paused and said, "The smoke has cleared, and the winner has been decided."

After the words fell, Yu Xinsheng and Qian Huanmeng immediately ran to the fence to see the result.

Yu Xinsheng knew that it was absolutely impossible for Zheng Fan to win two fights by himself.

He just wanted to know if Zheng Fan had an accident and was killed by He Liangyi and Zhao Bingbing.

Qian Huanmeng smiled proudly, "Needless to say, my apprentice must have won."

(End of this chapter)