In an instant, a blood-red color filled the cliff, and the sharp cold light cut through the air and shocked the four seats!

It's so cool!

Ye Fan's face changed in surprise. He saw a gap in his cuffs, and his expression was no longer as calm as he had at the beginning.

It is simply terrifying to be able to show such power during the Qi training period. It can be seen that Fang Zi Jian’s perception of swordsmanship is only half a step away from the innate nature.

The bonus of the spiritual weapon makes the sense of oppression brought by this sword still rise.

Fang Zi's sword was bent up, turned his wrist and swung hard, and the cliff drew half a moon-shaped figure in the air, instantly slashing out a sword energy!

The faint blood color turned into flames, attached to the sword edge, and quickly rotated in the air, with a chill and a bright light.

This sword is the strongest blow of Fang Zijian! Ye Fan knew very well that he must come up with a way to crack it as soon as possible, otherwise, with his current strength, it would be almost impossible to resist this sword.

"careful!"

Fang Xinxin reminded him loudly with concern, fearing that Ye Fan would be hurt, so she made plans to help him admit defeat.

The tribe members' hearts tightened, and they all stood up at this time, staring at the two figures on the ring, waiting anxiously for the result.

A golden light flashed in Ye Fan's eyes. Under the observation of the golden pupil, he accidentally discovered that the sea of ​​Qi in Fang Zijian's body had dried up and even damaged the meridians. He was ready to hurt the enemy's 1,000 self-destruction.

Ye Fan raised his hand and pointed to the Quze acupoint on his arm. Seeing the sword energy hit, he had no time to dodge and could only use the ring.

He also has spiritual weapons.#@$&

I saw that the jade ring worn by Ye Fan flashed green light, and the true energy sealed therein surging like a sea, filling the sea of ​​air, and absorbed most of it by the Quze acupoint.

Since his practice, this is the strongest blow that Ye Fan has used. Nearly twice the true energy, at this moment, a storm was set off and a punch was blown out!

"Broken to me!"

boom!

A blast shocked the audience!%&(&

The sharp sword energy and the fierce fist power collide, the two of them fight for who is more profound and pure.

The final result was obvious, as the cliff fell off his hand, Fang Zijian was blown away from the ring.

The meridians flowed backwards, Fang Zijian squirted out a mouthful of blood, his face was completely pale, and he seemed to be seriously injured.

Even if he was defeated, Fang Zijian didn't want to be so embarrassed. He would force himself to stand up with his hands.

However, the severe pain from his chest and mouth suddenly made him deflate. The huge impact force just now caused his ribs to break and he no longer had the strength to get up from the ground.

Suddenly, Ye Fan dragged his tired body and jumped off the ring decisively, walked to Fang Zijian, stretched out a hand, and said in admiration: "You are very strong, you are a respectable opponent!"

Fang Zijian was stunned for a moment, slowly grabbed Ye Fan's hand, and stood up with the force.

A smile appeared on his cold face, which surprised the tribe members and wondered if they were dazzled.

In my memory, Fang Zijian had never laughed before. I didn’t know that, but I thought he was a facial paralysis.

The elder of the gray robe walked to the center of the arena and announced the result of the competition to everyone. Ye Fan was still the winner!

"Oh my God, that kid has made it to the finals, and the younger generation has almost lost to him."

"Oh~ I can only put it on the young master now. I hope I can get the lost face of the family back, but don't be snatched away by him in the end, that's a shame."

"It's all those old guys who have nothing to do to change the rules. Now, outsiders have taken advantage of the loopholes."

"Let's say less, it depends on the performance of the young master tomorrow. Not only do you have to win, but you also have to win beauty!"

“…”

The tribe members were dejected and complained.

The senior executive of the family who proposed to change the new rules was at this time, and his old face was dull and his head was lowered, feeling very guilty.

Fang Yan snorted coldly. He was very relieved about tomorrow's finals and firmly believed that his son would not disappoint him.

The stone hanging in Fang Xinxin's heart finally came to the ground steadily, no longer caring about the opinions of the tribes around her, and went forward to give Ye Fan a big hug.

"I'm scared to death, Ye Fan, I'm almost applying for you to admit defeat. How are you? Are you injured?"

The fragrance is so strong that the distance between the two is almost impossible to accommodate a single finger, and you can feel the other person's hot breathing.

Ye Fan's face turned slightly red, and he gently pushed Fang Xinxin away from his arms. He could not speak without keeping a distance.

Ye Fan gave Fang Xinxin a reassuring look and comforted her: "It's okay, do you think I look like I'm injured?"

Fang Xinxin covered her mouth and smiled, her beautiful eyes shone with stars, and there was only Ye Fan in her eyes, and she could not tolerate anything else.

Grandpa Wei asked someone to send Fang Zijian to the doctor and take good care of him. Ye Fan and Fang Xinxin also followed him.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xu clenched his fists angrily, and murderous aura filled his eyes. Tomorrow's decisive battle is not only for the face of the family, but also for the sake of his own humiliation.

Ye Fan must die!

...

Jiangcheng, Jiang family.

In a ward filled with various advanced medical devices, four or five busy figures gradually stopped moving.

The old man in the white coat slowly shook his head and said in regretful tone: "Head of the Jiang family, I'm sorry, we have done our best."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Lan, who was standing next to the hospital bed, fell backwards, as if his whole body had been drained.

The servant hurriedly stepped forward to help her and asked her to sit and rest. The treatment for a day and night would not be able to bear it.

Senior Hong was also here. When he heard the doctor's words, he asked them to go out first. Only he and Jiang Lan were left in the ward, as well as the old lady of the Jiang family lying on the hospital bed.

Gradually, Old Mrs. Jiang opened her tired eyes, and a fearful light passed in a flash.

"grandmother!"

Jiang Lan knelt on the ground all of a sudden, hugging Old Mrs. Jiang's skinny arm, leaving tears of pain.

Grandma is the only person in the world who treats her well. Jiang Lan can’t imagine what she should do without grandma?

She can do anything like the head of the Jiang family, power or money, and she just hopes that her grandmother can be safe and healthy. This is her greatest wish.

Looking at his granddaughter's appearance, Old Mrs. Jiang couldn't help but feel sad. She gently wiped Jiang Lan's tears from the slippery cheeks and said, "Silly girl, don't cry. Grandma is old and there will always be this day."

No--

Jiang Lan shook her head desperately, her beautiful eyes contained reluctance and helplessness, which made people feel very distressed.

Old Mrs. Jiang felt the passing of life and suddenly begged to Senior Hong who was standing aside: "Mr. Hong, my granddaughter... I want to ask you to take care of you more."

Seeing his former friend about to pass away, Senior Hong's eyes were also wet.

In this life, birth, old age, sickness and death are inevitable.

Sudden!

Senior Hong seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes suddenly lit up and said excitedly: "Yes, why did you forget the little miracle doctor? He might have a way!"

"Little Doctor?"
Chapter completed!