Chapter three hundred and ninety-one-Bai Hong Tongxia
With Yan Yunlong’s last deep voice, the atmosphere suddenly solidified!
"Is that all? God, how far are they going to fight?"
Some fighters are numb at this time, and they can’t believe how far this kind of fighting will go if it is really fighting.
Hey!
However, this solidification only lasted for several times, and then an amazing ShaQi suddenly broke out from the field. It was seen that Yan Yunlong’s body was instantly wiped with a ghosting image, and the golden sword fell into its hands. The blade was swept straight out and stabbed at the throat of the forest edge as fast as it was shocked.
In Yan Yunlong’s hands-on, he was cautious, and the eyes of Lin Yuan were also a clot of feet and a stamping of the ground, and the majestic Zijin sword light swept from his body
The purple and golden light flashed qiankun sword appeared in the hand, and the purple and golden hilt flashed out. All the strength of the purple and golden sword light surged in, and then it was directly angered by qiankun sword.
"hey!"
The golden sword and the purple and gold qiankun sword collided in a flash, and the sharp strong breeze swept away.
Lin Yuan’s arms are purple and gold, and the spirit is flashing wildly to resist that kind of intrusion. For a moment, his eyes are cold, and his left foot steps out into a semi-spiral shape, while his right foot is whipped out.
Bang!
At the edge of the forest, the whip on the right leg was thrown out, and suddenly the leg was also surging with purple and golden spirit, which directly turned into a beast’s foot and then took up the violent power of that kind of method. One leg was thrown at Yan Yunlong’s chest with a hard whip.
Lin yuan’s own physique is strong enough, and this kick is extremely scary. If you are kicked, you will definitely be seriously injured directly.
There is no so-called warm-up for Lin Yuan’s hand this time, and it is extremely fierce and offensive because he is very white-faced and angry with Yan Yunlong, a tough opponent, to warm up and test.
The edge of the forest threw a terrible force to tear the air ground and then quickly fell to Yan Yunlong’s chest like a flash, breaking the wind and stabbing the eardrum.
Yan Yunlong saw such a scene, and the yoshimitsu condensed in his eyes. He also noticed that the leg wind at the edge of the forest was fierce, but there was no so-called underestimate idea. If people like him had this idea at all times, I’m afraid they would have died many times.
"Bai Hong Qixia!"
Yan Yunlong’s golden sword resisted the edge of the forest, and the other palm turned into a fist, and then a golden light suddenly broke out from his arm, and soon he blew it out with one punch!
Sniff!
Yan Yunlong’s fist is not too mighty, but there is a monstrous murder in the wind, and the murder is as cold as the essence and overwhelming as a death fist.
Bang!
Yanyun Dragon Fist is full of purple and purple legs, and the wind collided violently. The purple and golden light and golden light swept out almost at the same time, like two ferocious wolves devouring each other crazily.
Bang bang bang!
The ground where the two people stood was directly smashed to a huge crack, which spread like a spider’s web from their feet. The whole site collapsed in an instant, and the fighters were scared to see that scene.
As the blog post spread, the whole piece became ripples and cracks, and from time to time, a series of horrors were emitted. Lei Heng swept through the residual clouds.
Hey!
Yanyunlong actually turned back dozens of bodies directly this time and was not hurt, and there was no such thing as being directly blown into the ground before.
Lin Yuan’s eyes were cold. He saw that such a fierce offensive was still stopped by Yan Yunlong. His eyes were slightly narrowed for a moment, and the leg wind was steep. Just when the leg wind was just half recovered, Lin Yuan’s legs roared out again and took up the ghosting sharp sonic boom. Like a flash, it enveloped Yan Yunlong.
This is not to mention the moment when the legs kicked Yan Yunlong, the purple-gold psychic carrier Lunbi Sword Mang stabbed Yan Yunlong from the east with the same sword.
Filled with terrible power, the legs and the purple-gold firm but gentle are rapidly magnifying the forest edge in Yanyun longan pupil. This rainstorm offensive also makes Yanyunlong’s eyes have a fierce spirit to climb, hold the golden firm but gentle with his right fist, and his legs will suddenly explode.
Shua shua shua!
All over the sky boxing shadow and all over the sky sword shadow are instantly connected together, which is also diffuse in front of Yan Yunlong. Those boxing shadows and sword shadows are filled with monstrous golden light and surging with amazing fluctuations.
Knock, knock, knock!
Legs, winds, fists, sharp shadows, sharp swords, and shadows finally hit each other with overwhelming force. It seems that the whole thing is shaking violently at this moment, and some rocks and trees on the ground are directly exploding into powder in that strong breeze.
All fighters are stunned looking at this almost all destroyed rocks and trees. Obviously, I didn’t expect two people to touch each other so fiercely.
The fighters brought by Yu Yanyunlong have already been blown into the distance by such a strong breeze. They looked at the field and such a hard touch on the cheek is also slightly changed.
"It’s too strong and too exciting, so fighting is only seen in my life …"
"Not the kui is a genius, such a teenager can be called a genius. In the middle period of the purple mansion, he fought against the purple mansion in the late period and didn’t fall in the wind at all."
"Ha ha! This battle, some martial arts that I can’t think of before are also instantaneous. "
The fighters present were amazed, roared and roared, and even realized the breakthrough of martial arts from it.
All kinds of life are incisive at this time.
Eyes all over the sky with a thick vibration looked at the half filled with dust and fog, where the emptiness was already collapsed, and the breeze blew away the dust and fog, and then the wind broke quickly and sounded. Two figures were all reflected from the dust and fog, and the soles of their feet rubbed the ground to draw a trace of 100 meters long.
Hey!
Field vision in the two figure backward shot out is instantaneous condensed in the past, and then there is some low outcry.
At this time, Yan Yunlong’s golden sword with her hair hanging freely pointed to the ground, and a wisp of blood flowed out of her mouth, and several dazzling footprints could be faintly seen on her chest.
On the opposite side of the forest edge, the purple and golden psychic fluctuations are distributed from time to time, and a punch is printed on the back.
Two people play flint, but they are fierce, and their bodies also leave traces with each other, so the battle is so biting.
Looking at the sharp eyes in the field, the eyes are cold and cold, and the breathing of many fighters in the purple mansion realm is somewhat slowed down. The two people in the field are like fierce lions in the grassland, and when they meet, the first world war is only tragic.
But then who can laugh at the end, maybe now who can give the exact answer.
Chapter three hundred and ninety-two-fierce battle
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The strong wind blew away all the dust and fog that permeated the top of the mountain from this day, but the two figures were straight in the dust and fog, and their eyes were full of cold and cold mountains.
And this piece of heaven and earth spiritual force seems to be disturbed, and there are some distortions at the junction where two people form a completely different place.
At this time, the state of the forest edge is obviously the course to the extreme. Not only is the purple and gold spirit covering the body, but it is also far from qiankun sword. From a distance, he is like a god in the middle.
At this moment, it seems vaguely that there is a dragon song that shocks heaven and earth from its body, and a purple-gold sword with a handle and a big spiritual force.
Lin Yuan knows very well that if he wants to compete for the pure realm, he must not have the strength to reach Yan Yunlong in the late stage of the purple mansion, but the formation of combat effectiveness is not only the realm, but some means are enough to threaten Yan Yunlong.
The most important thing is that Lin Yuan estimates that Yan Yunlong’s strength is wrong. This Yan Yunlong’s strength is almost incompatible with Xiaolong’s fighting capacity.
But at this time, Lin Yuan doesn’t want to decide the outcome too early, otherwise it will be meaningless. Lin Yuan wants to beat him a little bit. The most important thing is that Lin Yuan wants to see the ancient swordsmanship of Xianxia.
Hey!