"A strong man who has just entered the God Transformation Stage can generate such a terrible attack power with the explosion of his magic power alone. If he does not have a defensive magic weapon, that moment might have killed me..." Master Zhao stared at Yang Fan, who was breathing rapidly and had a pale face, and sneered in secret: "Although the explosive power is great, his current magic power cannot be compared with the old God Transformation Cultivator. What's more, he does not have a defensive magic weapon, but I just have a defensive magic weapon."

He took a deep breath, and the blue light was bright again, the ice armor was thick, and the cold air was everywhere.

Other monks watching the battle also realized it.

When Yang Fan first entered the God of Transformation, his magic power was definitely not as good as that of Sect Master Zhao, who had a deep cultivation level. The powerful explosion just now also exhausted most of his magic power.

In this way, the situation has become clear.

Huswish~~

Master Zhao shook his body and launched an attack directly, gathering a blue ice spinner as big as a lantern in his hand. With each blow, the power of shattering gold and iron was generated.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Yang Fan did not give in, and a red light flashed between his palms, fighting with Sect Master Zhao.

At the beginning, his power was very strong, and he shocked Master Zhao backed down in a few strokes, almost in his hands.

But as the battle continued, the power condensed between Yang Fan's palms was slowly weakening.

Seeing this, Master Zhao was secretly happy that the other party's sustainability was indeed insufficient, which was inevitable of the *** characteristics.

His distraction was integrated into the void, and he thought that his realm was higher, his magic power was constantly being replenished, and his deep skills were not a problem even if he fought for three days and three nights.

After fighting like this, after several hours, the power condensed between Yang Fan's fist and palm was still weakening, indicating that his strength was insufficient.

"If you continue like this, Fellow Daoist Yang will exhaust his magic power, and the situation will not be optimistic..." The leader of Yuqing, Xiaoxin and others were worried, and they were secretly worried.

Yang Fan's face was pale and his breathing was rapid, but his eyes were calm, and the power of his fists and feet was changing at all times.

At first, everyone looked calm and smiled. The overall situation was settled. After all, Yang Fan's magic power was slowly weakening.

But then, some people finally felt something was wrong.

"The power he gathered was obviously weakening, and my attack power remained unchanged, but why could not gain the upper hand?"

Master Zhao's eyes were shocked.

Although Yang Fan's power was weakening and his mana was weakening slightly again and again, he was not at all in defeat.

The match is fair!!!

"No wonder Hu Fei can improve his cultivation through repeated life and death battles. This is not only related to his bloodline constitution, but also because in actual combat, he can sharpen his strength faster."

Yang Fan looked calm and recalled Hu Fei's way of improving his cultivation through fighting.

At the beginning, he needed to use five success powers to match the position of Zhao Zong.

Now, you can easily share the same beauty with less than 20% of your skills.

Before they knew it, the two fought for half a day, but Yang Fan was still not at a disadvantage. Instead, he became more and more mature in controlling the power of the Huanya Period.

At one moment, the ancestor Cang Yu suddenly raised his eyebrows and was shocked: "No!! I was cheated!! That kid actually took this opportunity to improve his use of his magic power..."

He was right. For Yang Fan, this so-called battle was just a on-site exercise after he was promoted to a new realm.
Chapter completed!