Chapter 143 (1/2)

Mu fan's two fingers again strangely rub, and then the drop slip in the palm of the palm, the rotating broken stick straight across, began to draw a circle smaller than the opposite stick shadow. The most strange thing is that when the stick began to rotate horizontally, there was no sound of breaking the wind, as if there was a complete vacuum around it.

Now the young man is standing on the opposite side, his left arm is still soft and soft, and his right hand holds up the rotating stick shadow, and then the palm goes down and slants to his back!

Notice that the audience here is full of excitement!

They see that with the palm down, the fast rotating broken stick has no sign of falling down, and it is still steadily rotating in Mufan's hand.

It was like being hung in the palm by an inexplicable magnetic attraction, and the broken stick became faster and faster until it turned into a whole black shadow.

”What kind of move is that?”

”I've never seen such a move before.”

”Look at the shadow. The spinning speed of 1578 is several times faster than that of the opposite side.”

When the moves that people have never seen appear, Mufan becomes the focus again.

”How could it be?” Zhang Yuanren, who was secretly watching here from the stage, flashed his cruel eyes and surprise at the same time.

”Another me fighting?”

Ruan Xiongfeng, who suddenly saw a turning point, could not help saying to himself.

So far, only two people have seen it.

Sampjee, Su Xiaomi!

If you want to say that the most experienced is sampje, but these two people can't appear here at all now. It's doomed that Mu fan will amaze the audience.

Trying to kill me Then come on.

The salvation of my skills -

crazy cutting!

Tian Qingyun held his hands high, and the wind whirled the staff to the extreme and smashed it.

The power of the sky is like a dam breaking a dam, covered by the sky.

The boy's left arm is still hanging, the thin corner of his mouth has not dried up blood, and the breath is quiet.

Now Mu fan suddenly has a glimmer of enlightenment in his heart. When he falls into a deeper calm state, he may be the opportunity to break through his dark breath.

In their eyes, the whole body of the young man has been completely shrouded. If there is no accident, I'm afraid the blood will be splashed on the spot in the next second.

Eyelids drop again, Mu fan palm suddenly one side, and then violently lift up, from bottom to top!

The transformation from extremely quiet to violent is completed in a short time. At this moment, the muscles broke through their own body limits, but under the special stimulation and restraint of the dark breath, Mufan tried to endure the pain of pulling and tearing the muscles and released the strength.

Dark breath and palm spread to the broken stick, and then Mu fan's backhand violently lifted out!

Three five section cut!

The small black shadow of the cudgel wind blade wheel in the hand is directly on the heavy staff in the sky.

What will happen?

People look at the stadium with their eyes wide open to see whether the teenagers are hit hard on the ground or whether they can create miracles.

Stick shadow stops all over the sky.

Mu fan's right hand is raised to the top of his head, and the broken stick in his hand is still dripping and spinning.

Tian Qingyun's eyes were cold, but the next second he saw the young man standing in a calm posture, who did not seem to be hurt.

Prepare to knead the body again, with both arms exerting force.

But at this time, his left and right hands suddenly felt empty. Tian Qingyun looked down at him, and then his face became unbelievable.

One side of the long stick was broken into countless small pieces and scattered quietly.

On the other side, the alloy stick is safe and remains in the right hand.

Mu fan mouth hold up, right hand down.

The broken stick stops spinning and stops in the palm.

Broken stick to broken stick!

Mufan just in a moment, in the dark breath of strong sense of capture, completely avoid the wind spin kill stick metal side, the other side of the cutting smash.

Hum!

With a cold hum, Tian Qingyun lifted the metal stick upside down in his right hand. The opposite side already knew his weapon's strange, unexpectedly uses this kind of posture to point out, in the invisible ruthlessly slapped oneself.

With a stick in his hand, Tian Qingyun does not allow himself to fail. The thorny degree of the boy in front of him far exceeds his imagination.