The person who jumped up was Fan Lang, and I saw that he was wearing light armor, covered with a black robe, with the Dragon Burning Doomsday hanging from his waist, and the shoulder guards made of the handsome gods on his shoulders.

There are many rules on the Unreal Battlefield, and there are restrictions on the number of weapons and armor that can be worn, and the elixir cards used.

The family background that Fan Lang carried on his body was just within the limit, and the ones he used were the ones he was most good at.

"I'm here to fight with you. Fan Lang stabilized his figure, his eyes were unwavering, and he calmly looked at Yan Poduo opposite.

Yan Po looked Fan Lang up and down a lot, and found that it was a strange face, only a mere Xuanshen realm.

"A little Xuan God dares to provoke me, you are not even a lower god, and there is nothing to be proud of defeating you, it will only disappoint people. Go down. I'm going to fight someone from the Dao Realm. Yan Po waved her hand more, disdainful of fighting with Fan Lang.

Fan Lang hasn't been looked down upon like this for a long time.

Being kicked out of the ring like this is obviously not his style. Now that he has come up, he will go down with victory.

"Do you know what this gesture means?" Fan Lang slowly raised his hand and raised his middle finger at Yan Poduo.

Yan Poduo frowned slightly and asked rhetorically, "What does this mean?"

"In my hometown, this is a swearing, that is, I am insulting you. ”

Fan Lang said it slowly, but it instantly detonated Yan Poduo's anger!

The Shura tribe is a warlike race, and Yan Poduo has the blood of the Shura tribe in his body, and his character is very brave and ruthless.

This half-blood Shura raised his sword eyebrows, his brows wrinkled into pimples, and his eyes were fierce, as if he was about to breathe fire, and said viciously to Fan Lang: "You look for it yourself!"

"Hehe, now you should be willing to fight me. Fan Lang put away his middle finger.

"Your combat record is zero battles and zero wins, you must be new, probably you don't know yet, fighting on the illusory battlefield, it will hurt if you are injured. Since you are looking for a fight by yourself, then I will fulfill you and beat you until you cry and call your mother!"

Like an angry beast, Yama Pota accepted the battle.

In the sky above the ring, new words emerged: Fan Taotao vs. Yan Poduo.

Around this ring, there were a small group of onlookers, all of whom came for Yan Poduo, who was a well-known genius in the illusory battlefield.

Seeing a new challenger on stage, people watched with their eyes open.

"A newcomer who has won zero battles and zero wins dares to provoke Yan Poduo, it is really self-defeating. ”

"There's really no suspense in this battle. ”

"With Yan Poduo's character, this kid named Fan Taotao will definitely be taught a very bad lesson. ”

These people are judgmental.

On the illusory battlefield, you can check the basic situation of others, and you can see the results of several wins and losses.

Only a few people will hide their situation from outsiders to see.

Fan Lang, who has won zero battles, is obviously a rookie, and rookies are often synonymous with defeat and beating.

Glowing enchantments lit up around the ring, cutting it off from the outside world, and at the same time, it also heralded the beginning of the battle, and played a passionate overture!

"Boy, it's too late for you to regret it now!"

Yan Po burst into a loud shout, urging the Dao Domain Realm to cultivate, and the big knife in his hand flipped over, rolling thousands of forces, turning into a storm of sword qi, and slashing out angrily at Fan Lang. He didn't take Fan Lang in his eyes at all, and he didn't even release the Dao Domain.

The storm of sword qi spread, instantly covering the entire ring, and there were no dead ends at all.

Fan Lang was in the middle of the storm, one person and one sword were arrogant, and he broke through the incoming storm, and the seven-foot radius around him was calm and undisturbed.

Yan Poduo's move concealed a killing intention, and the large-scale storm began to shrink with Fan Lang as the center, as if thousands of troops were charging into battle, and the lethality doubled, and even the heavens and the earth could be torn apart.

Fan Lang drew his sword out of the sheath, flipped the sword light in his hand, and cast the Mixed Yuan Sword Technique, forcibly absorbing and fusing the enemy's power.

The surrounding storm swept in, and all of them were sucked onto the sword in Fan Lang's hand, turning into a miniature cloud of storm energy.

The Hybrid Yuan Sword Technique encompasses all things, and when it is strong, it is strong, and any energy can be devoured and transformed, and subtle changes can be produced.

Yan Po watched her storm being sucked away, and her face changed: "This kid actually has this kind of ability, even my sword qi can absorb it!

Yan Po has been through a hundred battles, and he will not be frightened by this kind of change, he changed his moves strongly, rushed towards Fan Lang with a knife, and the whole person merged into the storm of sword qi, the speed was fast and erratic.

In the process of moving, Yan Po took out his knife again and again, and slashed at Fan Lang with one sword. It can be described as a rainbow, and the wind is torn off.

Fan Lang still responded with the old way, stabbing the Dragon Burning Doomsday in his hand downward, the sword body was surrounded by mixed element energy, and all the incoming sword qi was sucked into it.

More and more energy was absorbed, and the Hunyuan energy continued to increase, exuding a dangerous aura, which was a force that could shatter the stars.

Fan Lang finally made a move, his figure flashed, and the man and the sword were indomitable, forcibly breaking through the storm and rushing to the front of Yan Po. The Dragon Burning Doom swept through the mixed element energy, slashing down from top to bottom, and the mixed element energy on it exploded, turning into the outline of a dragon, and biting angrily at Yan Po's mouth.

Yan Po was so shocked, the speed and strength displayed by Fan Lang greatly exceeded his expectations, far exceeding the level that Xuan Shen should have.

Only then did he realize what a formidable opponent he had encountered this time.

Dao Domain: Beacon City!

Yan Poduo was forced to use his true skills and release his Dao domain, and the wind and fire were raging around him, and the wind and fire were intertwined.

In this realm, he is the master of the winds and the master of fire.

Fan Lang was shrouded in the Dao Domain, only to feel a headwind blowing towards him, greatly slowing him down.

The Dao Domain has various effects, which is equivalent to an enhanced version of the Dao Seal, and if you are in the enemy's Dao Domain, you will be greatly suppressed, and even killed by the Dao Domain.

Fan Lang does not have a Dao Domain, but he has the means to forcibly break the Dao Domain.

His eyes flickered, a cold light flashed, and at the same time, he released his own dantian, as if releasing a small universe, forming a special void, and the area spread rapidly.

The boundary of the dantian and the boundary of the Dao domain collided together, as if the two armies were clashing, and the Dao side was defeated and retreated, and the fallen flowers were killed.

"What?" Yan Podo could scarcely believe what was happening in front of him.

Someone can use the dantian to forcibly break through the Dao domain!

This concept is like cutting an iron sword with a wooden sword!

In the middle of the battle, how could he think too much, Fan Lang urged the dantian, swept with the sword, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the dragon-shaped storm followed the sword, roaring and bombarding Yan Poduo's body.

Decide the winner with a sword!