I Just Want To Quietly Kill Monsters And Upgrade

"Wow, there is such an operation!"

The audience in the audience was in an uproar when they saw this scene. They never expected that the Ancient Desolate Sword Saint would actually grab the materials, and the battle had already exploded before the refining competition had started.

The ligers and tigers who were blasted off the platform ignored them, and flew onto the platform again to fight to the end with the ancient sword saint.

"Two wastes, life and death!" Yang Fan smiled coldly and immediately urged True Qi of the setting sun, and then two punches blasted out, unstoppable!

Bang bang--

The Liger and Tiger rushed to resist, but their vitality was already greatly damaged, how could they withstand Yang Fan's attack? The two of them received a heavy blow in the chest, and were blasted off the platform again, and could no longer get up.

"It's a vigorous Vajra Fist Technique!" Someone recognized Yang Fan's moves and was shocked. The Great Vajra Fist Technique is a Shaolin stunt. It is extremely difficult to cultivation. Even those with deep internal skills cannot cultivation without the essentials. Vajra Fist Technique.

However, they saw that the ancient sword saint used the great Vajra Fist Technique in one go, lifting the weight lightly, as if they had been in cultivation for decades, it was incredible!

When Zhao Jinghua saw this scene, there was a deep jealousy in his eyes, and he could cultivate the great Vajra Fist Technique to such an extent, the strength of the ancient sword saint far exceeded his estimation.

"The Ancient Desolate Swordsman shot and snatched other people's materials first, and wounded others behind. It is already a violation of the rules. He must be expelled from the game!" At this moment, a cold voice came, and everyone looked at it. It was the bet. Ten billion black masked men.

Yang Fan sneered and said, "You are an evil killer, dare to make irresponsible remarks about the righteous races. There is a kind of thing that you are on the stage, and I can't kill you with a slap!"

Yang Fan had seen Liu Chenghui displeased earlier. As an evil killer, he dared to go to the realm of the righteous way to run wild. Who gave him a face?

"Good boy, dare to say such a thing, today the leader of Martial Forest is here, and he can't keep you!" Liu Chenghui was furious, he immediately used Qinggong and flew onto the stage.

Where did Yan Tianjun allow him to be presumptuous, he immediately stopped him, but Liu Chenghui was prepared. At the moment Yan Tianjun took the shot, he threw a few darts and abruptly prevented Yan Tianjun's movements.

Afterwards, Liu Chenghui exerted his seven successful powers and rushed towards Yang Fan with a fierce aura. Wherever True Qi passed, frost was condensed everywhere. Some spectators of melon-eating melons with low skill were injured by the cold, freezing and dying in their lungs. .

Yang Fan was not afraid, he immediately urged the setting sun True Qi, and the palm of the burning fire came out smoothly, and saw a hot flame shot out from his palm, and the cold air scattered wherever the flame passed.

"Fire Palm?" Liu Chenghui was taken aback, adding another portion of his palm power, cold and powerful.

Rumbling--

The palm of the fire and the palm of the cold ice collided forcefully, and the two True Qi with completely different attributes exploded, forming a double sky of ice and fire. Wherever the two waves of air passed, the people who ate melon were either frostbited or burnt. Burns, wailing everywhere!

Liu Chenghui was beaten back three feet, and Yang Fan also backed down more than one foot. In the situation, Yang Fan had the upper hand.

After stabilizing his figure, Yang Fan launched an offensive again, and a Yang finger responded: "One finger breaks the mountains and rivers!"

"How is it possible?" Liu Chenghui was taken aback. He never thought that the strength of the Ancient Desolate Sword Saint was so powerful that it not only shook his ice palm under his eight successful powers, but even after being repelled, it could still be so short. It's incredible to launch an offensive again within the time limit!

As a last resort, Liu Chenghui took out a shield, and after resisting a wave of offensive, he quickly stepped back, his expression uncertain.

Yang Fan did not continue to do it, because he knew that if he continued to do it, the third round of the game would probably be ruined.

Of course, Yang Fan didn't want to disrupt the game. The reason why he wanted Liu Chenghui to take action was to deter Liu Chenghui strongly, so as to save him from playing tricks during the game.

At this moment, Yan Tianjun fell in front of Liu Chenghui with a trace of murderous intent in his eyes, and said: "Liu Chenghui, dare to do something here, do you want to die?"

Although Liu Chenghui was very angry, he didn't dare to do any more. He felt that Yan Tianjun really had a murderous intention. As long as he dared to act rashly again, perhaps this was his burial place.

Xiang Tianren discussed with the referee and announced the continuation of the game.

After this wave of episodes, the third round of the game seemed a bit dull, and the audience was still immersed in the shocking battle just now.

"You, bring me that piece of mica iron!" Yang Fan pointed to the piece of S-grade material in front of Wu Shengfei and said unceremoniously.

"You..." Wu Shengfei was very angry. How would you let others compete in this way? It's a direct match.

Wu Shengfei cast a glance at the referee team for help, but the referees looked at the white clouds in the sky one by one, with an unbelievable appearance.

Yang Fan said coldly: "Don't force me to do it!"

Wu Shengfei was incomparably frustrated. Although he wanted to have a fight with the opponent, but his strength was not as good as the others, he could only reluctantly give up the mica iron.

After Yang Fan got the mica iron, he put the mica iron aside. This was an excellent auxiliary material for forging weapons. Of course, Yang Fan could not let Wu Shengfei ruin it. He planned to pay a certain price after the game was over and exchange the mica iron. go.

Zhao Jinghua's face was blue with anger. He counts forever, but if he doesn't count this, the materials he gets can still be snatched away. If the ancient sword saint snatches all the materials, wouldn't he be determined to win the championship? ? What's even more annoying is that those referees pretend to be invisible, which is totally unreasonable!

After Yang Fan took away the mica iron, he pushed out all the S-grade materials in front of him, and then took three B-grade materials and two A-grade materials from the platform, and then stood still.

Obviously, Yang Fan intends to use these five materials to forge equipment.

After Yang Fan insight into the torch forging technique, he understood a truth. As long as the matching is reasonable, even with low-level materials, high-quality S-level equipment can be forged.

In contrast to the materials on the table, those S-grade materials did not form a reasonable collocation plan, and the quality of the forged equipment was not high.

Wu Shengfei glanced at the S-level materials that Yang Fan had thrown out. After hesitating for a moment, he took up three of the materials. When other people saw it, they divided up the materials one after another. S-level materials are not too small for anyone.

Seeing that everyone had divided up the materials, Xiang Tianbian immediately announced: "I announce that the third round of the Southeast Martial Forest Refining Competition has officially started, light it up!"

After announcing the start of the game to Tianjian, the stove under the platform was immediately lit, and the raging fire rose to the sky, and the heat wave was pressing.

This is the dance of the fire wheel, the burning platform, the temperature will gradually rise, the higher the strength of the contestant, and the longer they persist, the higher the chance of winning the championship.

After the furnace was on fire, everyone began to forge materials. They all raised their hammers and beat the materials continuously, but Yang Fan didn't use the hammer.

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