If he was still hesitant to go on stage before, Yang Fanhai might choose to deal with it at will or even give up. But since he has already made a choice, many things can only be put aside, and the final victory is his goal.

The black spear was swung like a poisonous snake spitting a letter, and he rushed straight to Wu Jin's eyebrows.

The gun was fierce, but there was no intention of killing. Yang Fanhai wanted only victory, not killing. Without using the oarhead gun technique, he had been immersed in his gun skills for many years and was confident that he could use the black spear as his arm to use his fingers.

It was naturally not that simple to solve Wu Jin. The Fox Dragon Shield moved slightly, blocking the black spear forward trajectory, and then slapped it out with a palm, instead of attacking Yang Fanhai, he grabbed it at the black spear.

At this moment, his palm was not only red, but also layers of flames appeared.

The family's mysterious skills have already begun to enter the Qi Refining Stage. The warrior enters the Qi Refining Stage, which is a key stage for transforming internal energy into true qi. Although it has not been completely transformed, these flames have already carried the Xuan Qi, which is quite terrifying.

Grabbing the black spear with his hands is not only to limit Yang Fanhai's attack, but also to burn the black spear with flames.

Yang Fanhai stopped instantly, and while twitching the black spear, he did not retreat but advanced. He paused his feet, and his body rotated. With the compressive force, the black spear whipped Wu Jin's hand like a long whip.

Goodbye, the black cyclone appeared at the tip of the spear and swept over like a thorny thorn.

The destructive power is amazing and shocking. Unfortunately, Wu Jin was also cautious. He never caught a black spear with one hand and immediately shrank his hand. The Fox Dragon Shield was already over, blocking the terrifying spearhead cyclone.

Unforgivable to gain power, Yang Fanhai immediately used all his strength to dance the black spear like a mad dragon, suppressing Wu Jin from all directions.

At this moment, he was helpless. Not only did he not know much about his opponent's situation, but he was actually not clear about his own situation. At least he had no idea how strong his black spear was and whether it could withstand the opponent's flames.

Once the opponent's mysterious method is fully displayed, it is completely unknown. Instead of being passively defending, it is better to take the initiative to attack. An attack like a storm can be suppressed and unable to counterattack.

He doesn't understand the mysterious method, but he understands one thing.

Master Feng once said that the world is relatively fair, and there are gains and losses, and no matter what happens, it is the same. Wu Jin suddenly used this technique to improve his strength, which seemed to be a price. Judging from his appearance at this moment, I am afraid he would not be able to fully grasp it.

As long as he attacks with all his strength and makes him consume more, I believe that it won’t last long, he will be distracted due to his martial arts.

Although this idea was just his guess, it happened to hit the truth.

The family's mysterious skills are already incomplete and have great flaws, and they are still a little short of their realm. The flames can indeed attack others, but they are also burning themselves. Injuring one thousand enemies and hurting three hundred themselves.

At this moment, Yang Fanhai was attacked wildly and could not fight back, so he could only defend himself. Although he could defend without leaking water with the Xiaolong Shield, the consumption of true qi in his body reached a terrible level.

After persisting for a while, the redness on the surface of the body had begun to show a downward trend and its breath began to gradually weaken.

On the other hand, Yang Fanhai was like a dragon, and his speed was fast, moving around Wu Jin. The black spear was like a poisonous snake coming out of the hole, constantly attacking the flaws under the protection of the Xiaolong Shield.

For a moment, dark shadows swayed, and a black flower seemed to appear on the stone platform. Everyone could feel that this man of unknown origin seemed to be getting stronger and stronger as he fought.

The law enforcement elder on the top of the tree looked at him quietly without expression. However, the Cuiwei disciples were a little impatient, and the eyes of Yang Fanhai looked at him with some inexplicable hostility.

It is recognized by everyone that Xuan art is stronger than martial arts. At present, Wu Jin should be half a level higher and even used Xuan art, but he was hit by Yang Fanhai.

If this continues, Wu Jin will probably lose it soon.

Such a result will not only be his personal glory, but also make people feel that mysterious skills are inferior to martial arts.

Wu Jin himself understands what everyone can feel. Defense means slowly losing without other results.

Since this is the case, it is better to take a dangerous move, and maybe even turn the storm.

Seeing that the black spear was coming again like a poisonous snake, Wu Jin suddenly made a surprising move, instead of defending, but rushed towards Yang Fanhai's attack.

This was simply an act of death, and everyone was stunned and couldn't understand the reason.

But this act of death forced Yang Fanhai back. He didn't want to kill anyone unless the other party threatened his relatives or friends, but Wu Jin did not.

In his mind, this is just a competition, and it can be divided into winners and losers, and there is no need to distinguish between life and death. Although he didn't understand why the other party was like this at the first time, he still chose to change his moves.

But this change of move gave Wu Jin a chance to explode.

"Ah! I won't lose, I can't lose!"

With a loud roar, Wu Jin hugged the Fox Dragon Shield and rushed towards Yang Fanhai like a madman.

The previous action was to bet, and he couldn't feel that Yang Fanhai had any murderous aura, so he bet his own desperate moves to make the other party change his tricks.

This kind of life bet may be stupid, but it is a bet that won.

There was an indescribable aura in his eyes, which was shocking and shocked Yang Fanhai. This kind of gaze brought a sense of success if he failed.

Not only Wu Jin, but also in the eyes of Luo Liu, Deng Yuanwu, and even many disciples of aristocratic families, they saw similar resolution.

They are hating something, hating so much that they want to get the qualification to go to the Qingyun Road at all costs.

The anger in his heart caused the flames to open and close all over his body, like a mad demon, and the Xiaolong Shield threw directly at Yang Fanhai. He circled rapidly, the sharp blade roared, and flames gushed.

At this moment, he completely gave up his defense and attacked with all his strength. The terrifying momentum made Yang Fanhai unable to turn off attack to defend and quickly avoid it.

His steps are extremely fast, like a butterfly dancing in the flowers, with no trace to be found. This is not an extraordinary step, but just a dodge intuition developed by his years of fighting wild beasts and fighting life and death.

"I can't lose, I won't lose. I must walk up to him with a dignified attitude and tell him that I am the most promising disciple of the Wu family. It's me, it's me, Wu Jin, not him Wu Yi."

I don’t know if it was because of the flames or because I was afraid of failure, but Wu Jin was like a madman at this moment.

His strength is obviously better than his elder brother's front line, and his affinity for the Wu family's Xuan Gong is also better than that. The invitation letter from Qingyun Road in Cuiwei Mountain should have been given to him.

But just because my mother is a concubine and her identity is a concubine, this invitation letter that has risen to the top and changed her life has fallen into the hands of my elder brother.

He could not forget the disdainful look of his tribe members at him and his mother during the family meeting, and he could not forget the sadness and heartbreak in his eyes when his mother comforted him.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is the second son of the Wu family and has a noble status. But only he himself knows that in the Wu family, he is just a pawn used to enhance the strength of the Wu family.

No matter how incompetent the elder brother was, he had to surrender to his power and listen to his orders, and only his leader would follow him.

He was unwilling to decide his life in this way. Cuiwei Mountain was the best opportunity to change his destiny. Even though there was a difference between noble and lowly here, there were no people in the clan who had already looked down on him from the bottom of his heart.

As long as you can use your own strength to fight from Fangfeng to Qingyun Road, you will definitely let everyone know that they are the most suitable heir to the Wu family.

Not only him, Luo Liu, Deng Yuanwu, and even disciples of other aristocratic families are all like this. The difference is just the strength of emotions.

They are all noble children and regard themselves as extraordinary. However, the family's choice is to make them feel abandoned. They all want to use their true strength to regain their own glory and presence on this stone platform.

The anger caused by shame dominated Wu Jin's emotions, and he rushed to fight desperately with the roar.

That crazy and similar appearance of dying together was enough to shock the disciples of Cuiwei, but it could not make Yang Fanhai afraid.

He had seen such a crazy beast, how could he be afraid?

No matter what his identity or the reason for him, he could not admit defeat in this battle. It was that simple.

The trapped beasts are still fighting. The beasts at this time are quite terrifying, but the beasts at this time are also quite fragile. All they need to do is to find the other party's fatality.

He held his breath and retreated step by step. When Wu Jin's Xiaolong Shield was thrown out of his hand again, Yang Fanhai suddenly sank under his feet, and devoted all his strength to point a spear to the sky. He used his brute force to pick the killing Xiaolong Shield into the sky.

His figure flashed, avoiding Wu Jin's flame claws, swept across the black spear and whipped Wu Jin's chest.

"ah!"

A burst of pain was heard, and a scent of blood was spewing out. Wu Jin flew backwards with a flame, landing heavily on the stone platform.

He turned over and whispered, spit out a large mouthful of blood. With a sweep, the force surged, directly hurting his internal organs.

Yang Fanhai stood with a gun, standing not far away, without taking the opportunity to attack, just watched quietly. Looking at Wu Jin's appearance, the indescribable feeling made him feel unbearable.

Coughing blood from a mouthful of blood, Wu Jin tried his best to stand up, picked up the Xiaolong shield beside him, staring at Yang Fanhai with red eyes, and his legs trembled. It was already at the end of his strength.

The eyes were full of anger, but more of them were unwilling and even despair. He knew that he had lost.

"Why, why do you have someone like you!"

With a roar, Wu Jin, who could not accept the failure, hugged the Xiaolong shield and rushed towards Yang Fanhai again, with the determination to burn both jade and stones.

Looking at this person who seemed to be crazy, Yang Fanhai had an inexplicable idea in his mind.

It turns out that humans and beasts are different.
Chapter completed!