Everyone was cursing in their hearts, where did such a monster pop up? Even the prince of the dynasty was kicked to the point of vomiting blood and flying backwards.

The monks in Zhongzhou never dared to stand out again. Even His Royal Highness is no match for the boy in black in front of him. What are their virtues?

The Holy Son of Flame Mountain was eager to try it out at this time. After seeing the excellent combat power that Chen Fan burst out, he also wanted to experiment.

The man in red was originally a fighting man, otherwise he would not have been able to reach the position of the Holy Son of Flame Mountain.

He jumped into the ring without hesitation for almost no time.

His strength is the same as the prince of the current dynasty, and he also has the late realm of the True God.

The elders of the Flame Mountain saw their holy son jumping up and showed worried expressions one by one.

The boy in black is definitely a tough character. He dares to kick the prince of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, let alone their Flame Mountain.

However, the people in the Flame Mountain have always been arrogant. If the Holy Son is bullied, they will never give up.

"Who are you?" Chen Fan asked directly.

The man in red said slowly: "The Holy Son of the Flame Mountain in the South."

Chen Fan still heard of the Flame Mountain in the South. The status of their sect in the south is similar to the status of Founder Academy in the northwest region.

However, if you compare the high combat power of the two sects, Jian Valley can completely crush the opponent.

"I see that you were very happy to fight just now, so I want to compete." The Holy Son of Flame Mountain said directly.

When Chen Fan heard the other party's words, he laughed a little.

How could he meet such a combat madman? It’s just that the battle just now did not cost him a lot, so he was able to continue to fight immediately.

The King of War was a little worried that his disciples could defeat Xuanyuan Wuji, and now another Holy Son of the Flame Mountain jumped out.

However, seeing Chen Fan's calm appearance, his emotions calmed down.

In his eyes, Chen Fan has always been mysterious. He probably hasn't used his trump card yet and can continue to fight.

"Then please." Chen Fan bowed and then made a fight.

The Holy Son of Flame Mountain is indeed well-known. As soon as he took action, the temperature on the ring suddenly increased.

It's not the feeling of heating, but the real temperature increases a lot.

The strong fire-attributed spiritual power boiled in his hands, like a burning flame, giving people a considerable deterrence.

"The Southern Flame Mountain is a sect. Can the boy in front of you survive?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? The other party can even beat His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Wouldn't it be more than enough to beat a Holy Son of the Flame Mountain?"

"I don't think it's certain. He suffered a lot of losses after the battle just now. Now it's another battle. I don't know if he can hold on until the end."

As soon as these words were spoken, the high-ranking officials and nobles on the spot were all cheering in their hearts.

This is indeed the case. Chen Fan had just experienced a hard battle, but now he is in a hard battle.

"The fire is overwhelming!"

The other party shouted loudly, and then a strong fire-attributed spirit pillar ejaculated out.

Chen Fan was not idle either, and used the golden-winged roc wings to directly avoid the opponent's attack.

His body movement was extremely strange, and he kept flashing on the ring like a ghost. The Holy Son of Flame Mountain tried his best to capture Chen Fan's figure, but he could not lock in the target.

After several attempts, the Holy Son of Flame Mountain gave up the way he took action just now.

The other party was consuming his energy, and he immediately reacted.

Chen Fan's eyes were also circulating. It was not easy for the opponent to guess his intention so quickly.

However, the Holy Son of Flame Mountain didn't care about this at all, because in his eyes, his condition was much better than Chen Fan at this time.

Chen Fan also kept resting in this game of cat-catching mice. He could give more power, so try to make himself more relaxed.

But he soon could not escape, and the opponent began to attack the full range of dead hands.

"Fire World!"

Only the roar of the Holy Son of Flame Mountain was heard, and the entire arena turned into a fiery red scene, with a faint fire burning.

"It's a pity that the boy in black can't escape now."

"But the successor of Lord Zhan Wang is indeed very strong, even His Royal Highness can defeat him."

In their eyes, Chen Fan had no reason not to lose.

Chen Fan saw that there was no possibility of being lazy, so he took all his strength.

The domain of the sword opened instantly, and he mobilized his own killing sword intent at this moment.

Several blood-red sword energy were swung out immediately, carrying the rolling murderous intent, which made the other party frightened.

"Why is my heart constantly beating? The other party's sword actually has some scent of death in it..." The Holy Son of Flame Mountain couldn't help but sigh.

The fire and the sword light collided violently, and instantly caused a large area of ​​dust to fly up, and the entire arena was covered with gray scenes.

The next scene was just a bit unexpected, and Chen Fan launched the attack first.

The elders of Flame Mountain looked at Chen Fan with the same eyes as if they were looking at monsters. He actually had the strength to take action!

In fact, Chen Fan still had at least half of his flesh and blood power at this time. In other words, this battle with the Holy Son of Flame Mountain is no problem.

The strong killing sword intent flew over the arena, and the blood-red sword energy was scattered all over the sky, and the Holy Son of the Flame Mountain began to resist hard.

The boy in black in front of him was really a monster. He could not do anything to the other party with such a high-intensity attack.

A blood-red sword energy brushed past his red robe, and the hem of his robe was suddenly broken.

"It's so dangerous..." The Holy Son of the Flame Mountain said in surprise. If he was accidentally careful just now, he would probably lose one leg.

Chen Fan wanted to use this simplest method to directly destroy the other party with the sword energy everywhere.

However, the Holy Son of Flame Mountain was not a person who was waiting to die. After thinking for a while, he launched a big counterattack.

"Fire Salute halberd technique!" Under such a high-intensity attack, Fire Mountain could not stand it last time and took out his Fangtian Painted Halberd.

Every attack can carry the power of fire and shatter the blood-red sword energy.

After more than ten attacks in one breath, the Holy Son of Flame Mountain himself was a little panting, but his situation was finally getting better at this time.

The elders of the Flame Mountain in the audience finally took a deep breath. They were afraid that their saint son would be injured by the other party's sword energy. If they were missing, they would not be able to complete the task when they returned.

"If you don't have the strength to fight now, you will automatically admit defeat. I'm afraid you will be killed by me later." The Holy Son of Flame Mountain said directly.
Chapter completed!