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Chen Fantong suddenly shrank.

"How... how is it possible? Brother Ye, you actually resisted?"

Lin Qiye smiled calmly.

"So what if you resist an attack of this level? I thought you were so powerful, but this is what happened?"

"This kind of strength really doesn't have the capital to expand in front of me."

"Is there a stronger trick?"

Chen Fan's hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

"have!"

"If you want to burn your bloodline or something, don't use it. I won't use those tricks to fight you. I just focus on conventional combat power and use it to the extreme."

Chen Fan stared.

"have."

"Then come on!"

Chen Fan nodded, his expression extremely serious.

"Ancestral Dragon Divine Eye!"

"Heavenly Dragon Blood Fury!"

"Gu Lin Shield!"

"Ancestral Dragon Arms!"

With a low voice.

Chen Fan's eyes shone with divine light, and his thin figure suddenly expanded, reaching a height of more than three meters.

Purple-gold magical blood dragon seals are rolling inside the body.

The dragon scale armor on his body became thicker and more solid, as if he had been given a special layer of weaponry.

And beside him, there was also a shield, flying up and down, which seemed to be able to block all attacks.

Lin Qiye: "..."

"So many supporting skills? It seems that you have really gained a lot of adventures."

Chen Fan chuckled.

"Isn't it thanks to Brother Ye that he helped me fuse and swallow the embryos?"

"Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to go to this dragon universe..."

Chen Fan grinned with a smile on his face.

"Brother Ye, this is my strongest move! Take it!"

"The Ancestral Dragon's Heaven-Tearing Hand!"

The voice fell.

On Chen Fan's arm, light flickered, and a chilling feeling penetrated people's hearts and minds.

An extremely dangerous aura, an aura that seemed to be able to penetrate everything, spread on Chen Fan's palm.

The next second.

Chen Fan rushed out like lightning.

A cold claw probed towards Lin Qiye. Before it landed on Lin Qiye, Lin Qiye's body seemed to begin to fall apart.

The speed of his attack was so fast that Wen Shuhong's heart skipped a beat.

"I am in the late stage of becoming a god, but I am actually aware of the danger of death?"

Wen Shuhong's face was full of astonishment.

Lin Qiye, who was facing the Ancestral Dragon's sky-shattering hand, also felt a little stunned.

"Not bad, the speed is good."

"I need to drive Fairy Boy to clearly see your speed. It's very good."

Lin Qiye clicked his tongue in surprise.

"But that's all!"

During the conversation.

Lin Qiye thought. The Thunder God's Dharma suddenly stood in front of him, like an unshakable majestic mountain.

It has a majestic appearance, its eyes shine with divine light,

Slowly raising his arm, he punched Ancestral Dragon's Heaven-Removing Hand with a single punch.

In an instant.

Chen Fan's extremely fierce aura suddenly stopped.

Later.

Then he saw a sound shot out and hit the protective wall of the practice square.

Wen Shuhong: "..."

Jiang Nian: "..."

Jiang Qingxue: "..."

"Such a fierce move, but he was beaten in such a mess?"

They couldn't help but feel a little pity for Chen Fansheng.

The strongest trick was easily cracked.

It seems that the gap between the two is not just a tiny bit.

Everyone looked at Lin Qiye and felt extremely terrible pressure from Lin Qiye's careless moves.

Especially that statue of God.

It exudes a strong breath of thunder.

Like a god.

Jiang Nian: "What Lin Qiye used is definitely magic!"

Wen Shuhong's eyes trembled.

"And it's not ordinary magic. What Chen Fan used just now was magic, and what Lin Qiye used was also...what did these two people do in the small world? How could they bring out magic so easily?"

Wen Shuhong's face was full of astonishment.

He only has three small magic arts. One of them is from his family background!

He can't understand!

These two are both freaks!

Wen Shuhong breathed a sigh of relief.

And in the middle of the battlefield.

Chen Fan coughed and stood up, looking at Lin Qiye's Thunder God's image with a lingering heart.

"Brother Ye... I admit that I was too loud just now, and I apologize to you."

Lin Qiye glanced at Chen Fan.

"Let me try your defense!"

Lin Qiye shouted coldly.

A chill ran through Chen Fan's body.

He quickly put the golden lin shield in front of him to protect him.

Lin Qiye raised his hand slightly.

The red long sword swept out a sharp blade.

but.

Chen Fan suddenly grinned.

The figure disappeared from the spot.

"Brother Ye, I won't sit still and wait for death. My speed, but...what?!"

Chen Fan hasn't finished speaking yet.

Lin Qiye suddenly appeared on the side of Chen Fan and slashed at Lin Chenfan.

Chen Fan was unable to react in time.
To be continued...
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