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"The second battle, start!"
In the spirit sword gate, seeing that they were in place, the host man shouted.
Just as the man's voice fell, Fang Lin's eyes became sharp like a knife in an instant.
He rushed to the opposite side at a high speed, raised the dark iron long gun, pointed the tip of the gun at Chen lie, and then shook the long gun in his hand, leaving several gun shadows in the air, which had been aimed at several key parts of Chen lie's body.
Chen lie's reaction was also very fast. As soon as he saw Fang Lin rushing over with a long gun, he didn't hesitate to run the Yanyang formula.
Suddenly, the hot real yuan circulated in the body, and a hot air rose, making people feel as if they were in the scorching sun.
At Chen lie's feet, the earth cracked because it dried up.
"Big burning palm!"
Chen lie gave a big drink and urged 10% of the artistic conception of fire to integrate into his martial arts. Suddenly, the fire soared by three points, adding to his power.
Although the other party made a mockery of Lin before the beginning, Chen lie is experienced in the end. How can he make the mistake of belittling the enemy?
I did this deliberately before, just to disturb each other's mood.
In the void, a palm composed of several meters of flame condensed and formed, and then rushed to the opposite side.
Seeing this scene, Fang Lin shook his wrist and stabbed five shots quickly. With the help of the wind, Fang Lin was very fast. He stabbed five shots before da Yan's palm came.
Each shot was stabbed at the same part. When the last shot was fired, Fang Lin shook hard, and immediately the big burning palm was divided into two, and Fang Lin rushed out from one of them.
Ten percent of the artistic conception of the wind.
The initial fight between the two revealed the power of their artistic conception.
……
When Fang Lin broke his big burning palm and looked forward, Chen lie had already opened the distance.
Facing the enemy he thought about day and night, Fang Lin stabilized his mind, flashed his body, and rushed again with his gun.
Hand to hand combat is what he is best at. He must pull into the distance to give full play to his strength.
If the opposite side is consumed in the distance, it will undoubtedly fall into the disadvantage.
The artistic conception of the wind was displayed. There was a breeze around Fang Lin, which made him shuttle in the wind, and it was like the wind pushing him forward. His speed immediately went up to a higher level.
The gun broke through the sky, and his body jumped out.
"It's tricky."
Chen lie whispered that under the blessing of the artistic conception of the wind, Fang Lin's speed is undoubtedly faster than him!
For those in the same territory, being fast means taking the initiative and taking the lead.
Chen lie did not dare to relax at all, but also went all out. He was a master of Yanzong's martial arts, and the four styles of yanwang were used to the limit to respond to Lin Yue's fierce attack.
Compared with Zheng Jian and commander Chen, this battle did not lose at all.
Because of Fang Lin's cultivation myth in his youth, people look forward to this war.
Tianjiao, who is silent because of a temporary defeat, will inevitably make people curious.
Up to now, how much of that year's style is there, or has it disappeared from the public?
The two fought, from the sky to the ground, and then straight into the sky.
Between them, the gun shadow gradually became dense, and there were suffocating fluctuations. Fang Lin slowly gained the upper hand and grasped the situation.
Looking at the two figures who are constantly fighting in the field. Many people in dayanzong and Wangdu all looked dignified and nervous.
Da Yanzong is more anxious because he lost a city first.
Wang Du is more concerned about Fang Lin's state.
"Zhang Xianfeng, you see, Fang Lin may win the war between them?"
One side, Zheng Jian, who had received emergency treatment from the pharmacist, looked at the two people in the field and asked.
"There's a definite number to win or lose. It's too early to make a final decision at this time. Brother Zheng, just look down." Zhang Yi's magic stick replied.
But at the bottom of his heart, he already has some answers.
Up to now, the two people in front of them have hidden something and are prepared for the future.
The key to this competition is to see whose cards are bigger.
At this time, the situation suddenly changed.
"Wind shadow gun!"
"Rainstorm pear blossom!"
In mid air, Fang Lin let go of the dark iron spear with his right hand and suspended it in front of him.
Then his hands opened fiercely to both sides.
With Fang Lin's action, the dark iron spear trembled, and then divided into two, two into four, four into eight
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of dark gold long guns emerged in the void, and the tip of the gun flashed as if it could penetrate everything.
"Go!"
With Fang Lin's loud drink.
Hundreds of ordinary dark gold long guns burst out, enveloping Chen lie in the harsh sound of breaking the air!
"Bang bang!"
Hundreds of long guns poured down like an unstoppable torrent.
On the earth where Chen lie originally stood, he was devastated by earth washing attacks.
Thick smoke and dust rose, isolating all prying eyes.
The battlefield was quiet for a moment.
……
And the onlookers immediately became agitated.
"My God, this move is so handsome!"
Some people look at the square forest in the air with the eyes of Venus.
"In this war, I'm afraid the king will win again. In this way, the king will win twice."
"Yes, I thought Zheng Yuan was away. Wang Du was unable to fight again this time, but I didn't want to win two games in succession."
"It's amazing that even the third heavy rain pear flower of the wind shadow gun has been displayed." someone exclaimed.
"It is said that the wind shadow gun has three levels. The first level can transform several shadows, the second level can transform dozens of shadows, and the third level can divide hundreds of shadows.
"Unexpectedly, Fang Lin was able to cultivate the wind shadow gun to the highest level in the early stage of the territory. He is worthy of being the holder of the record of the shortest time for Beiling country to break through the territory."
"Hehe, what's the use of advanced martial arts cultivation? All this depends on the realm. After all, the realm of Fanglin is too low, so it can only be domineering in the early stage of the territory."
Some people marvel, others disagree.
"Hum! Xiaowen, what are you sour about? I'm still a martial artist in the land. What about you? Now it's just a great fullness in the yellow land. It's a shame to have practiced for 22 years!"
One side, a female disciple turned against him.
"You!"
The man, who was called Xiaowen, was livid. He wanted to get angry, but he couldn't beat her. Finally, he could only throw off his clothes and leave a sentence, "good men don't fight women."
……
While the layman watches the excitement, the expert is the gatekeeper.
"This is the artistic conception of shadow."
Zhao Wushuang's eyes narrowed slightly and saw through Fang Lin's attack.
"Integrate the artistic conception of shadow into the martial arts of wind shadow gun, and divide it into hundreds of gun shadows."
"Unexpectedly, I realized two kinds of artistic conception. It's not standing still."
"Unfortunately......" Zhao Wushuang shook his head and stopped talking.
……
In the void, Fang Lin stared at the rising dust on the ground and frowned.
A faint uneasiness rose in his heart.
"Whew!"
In that dust, suddenly a gun burst out, at a speed that was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye!
You know, all the people watching the war are martial artists, and the speed of this long gun is so fast that ordinary martial artists can't see clearly.
The dark iron spear almost came out of the dust and came to Fang Lin the next moment.
"Not good."
Fang Lin was surprised, and his body quickly retreated, and his hands wrapped in blue Zhenyuan stretched forward to form a blue barrier to block the tip of the long gun.
Fang Lin retreated hundreds of meters in a row before he finally took off his momentum and stopped his body again.
Everyone around was surprised. The war situation that thought the dust had settled suddenly turned again. Fang Lin was forced back hundreds of meters by a dark iron long gun returned by the original road.
"Peng!"
In that dusty place, suddenly there was a more powerful fluctuation sweeping around, and a wind suddenly generated, sweeping away all the dust.
I saw someone standing in the center.
The man was angry and his face was distorted by pain.
On his body, there is white hot steam rising from the skin on the surface of his body.
His body seemed to have a high-temperature stove, burning constantly, providing him with a steady stream of energy, and under his skin, a flickering fire could be seen.
In such a state, his skin cracked because he could not bear such violent forces.
There was a trace of blood seeping out from the crack, but it was evaporated and disappeared by the high temperature of the body in the twinkling of an eye, leaving only a black mark in place.
At his feet, the earth had sunk because of the high temperature, and there were deep holes all around, which were pierced by dark iron spears.
"The second form of the king of inflammation, the core of the king of inflammation!"
"The initial peak of the land!"
Feeling the violent power that broke out from Chen lie's body and the undisguised fluctuation of Zhenyuan, Zheng Jian tightly clenched his fist, his face was unbelievable, and he murmured subconsciously.
In Beiling Kingdom, the four styles of King Yan are famous all over the world. They are the founding martial arts of Dayan sect.
They are the first type of yanwang fist, the second type of yanwang core, the third type of yanwang Lingkai, and the last type of yanwang coming.
"How can it be? If the king of fire's four styles want to be successful in cultivation, unless they are gifted, they need huge fire power to be successful."
"Chen lie is just an ordinary place. How can dayanzong invest so many resources in him?"
Zheng Jian said in shock.
On his side, Zhang Yi's face was calm without any surprise. Instead, he focused on another thing.
In the state of insight, Zhang Yi looks at Chen lie and thinks deeply.
The peak at the initial stage of the territory was about 30% higher than the total amount of Zhenyuan at the initial stage of the territory, and the purity was also slightly improved. It was about 50% stronger than that at the initial stage of the territory. Zhang Yi compared it in his heart.
There was a smile on the corner of his mouth.
This competition is getting more and more interesting, isn't it?
Zhang Yi looked up at Zhao Wushuang across the street. Unexpectedly, some hands itched.
I don't know how much the elder of dayanzong can do for him?
In the distance, Fang Lin looked at Chen lie's momentum, and his face was a little gloomy.
"Unexpectedly, I have reached such a point!"
Chen lie looked at Fang Lin with a gloomy face and said with a grin. His body shape moved and swept into the air, opposite Fang Lin.
"Well, I have to thank you."
He went on.
"What do you mean?"
Fang Lin frowned and asked.
"It is precisely because I defeated you at the beginning that I can get a lot of benefits. In this way, I can take a step closer at the beginning of the territory."
"Although there is no hope in this life in the middle of the territory, it is enough for me."
"After all, my qualifications are general. It is God's favor to break through the earth, and it is an unexpected surprise to go further in the early stage."
Chen lie said.
……
Fang Lin was so dazzling that the rising momentum could not be stopped, although no one said anything on the surface.
But in the dark, there are many people who want to frustrate their spirit and abandon them.
After all, no one wants anyone to climb onto their heads. Since their cultivation can't be improved, they have to stop future generations from catching up with them.
So, secretly, the reward quota for Fang Lin appeared, and there were a lot of resources. Obviously, many parties invested resources.
In that war, everyone did not expect such excellent results.
In the first World War, Fang Lin was directly demonized and completely abandoned. From then on, his accomplishments could not be improved. Naturally, Chen lie who took the shot gained a lot of benefits.
Even in order not to let Fang Lin go through the demons, Chen lie has been deliberately avoiding it. Under the intentional delay, 50 years have passed!
At this time, Fang Lin had completely lost his youth's mind and could no longer rise.
……
After listening to Chen lie's words, Fang Lin tightly held the dark iron gun in his hand. The trembling gun body told that Fang Lin's heart was not calm.
And a flash of light flashed in Chen lie's eyes.
Right now!
Chen lie may have ordinary talent and hopeless land in the middle of his life, but his experience is really old-fashioned.
When Fang Lin's mind wavered, he immediately launched an attack. It has to be said that Chen lie was very keen to grasp the battle opportunity.
Chen lie, who exudes steam all over, acts like a high-temperature furnace. Zhenyuan is mixed with extremely hot yanwang Zhili. With any blow, it is accompanied by a burning effect.
Fang Linton, who lost his chance, fell into a disadvantage and could only constantly use all kinds of shooting techniques to meet Chen lie's waves of attacks.
Under the blessing of the core of the king of inflammation, coupled with Chen lie's cultivation, Fang Lin was even better.
The situation in the field slowly tilted towards dayanzong.
The sky was full of flames, and the hot breath covered the whole audience. Fang Lin was gradually forced to a desperate situation!
"It's almost over."
Looking at the situation in the field, Zhang Yi suddenly said.
The body of Chen lie, who played the core of King Yan, can't bear such violent power for a long time.
Therefore, in the next period of time, Chen lie will make every effort to attack and end the battle before his body reaches its limit.
And the fact is true. Under the pressure of Chen lie step by step, Fanglin is surrounded by dangers, only a thin line from the collapse.
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"The second battle, start!"
In the spirit sword gate, seeing that they were in place, the host man shouted.
Just as the man's voice fell, Fang Lin's eyes became sharp like a knife in an instant.
He rushed to the opposite side at a high speed, raised the dark iron long gun, pointed the tip of the gun at Chen lie, and then shook the long gun in his hand, leaving several gun shadows in the air, which had been aimed at several key parts of Chen lie's body.
Chen lie's reaction was also very fast. As soon as he saw Fang Lin rushing over with a long gun, he didn't hesitate to run the Yanyang formula.
Suddenly, the hot real yuan circulated in the body, and a hot air rose, making people feel as if they were in the scorching sun.
At Chen lie's feet, the earth cracked because it dried up.
"Big burning palm!"
Chen lie gave a big drink and urged 10% of the artistic conception of fire to integrate into his martial arts. Suddenly, the fire soared by three points, adding to his power.
Although the other party made a mockery of Lin before the beginning, Chen lie is experienced in the end. How can he make the mistake of belittling the enemy?
I did this deliberately before, just to disturb each other's mood.
In the void, a palm composed of several meters of flame condensed and formed, and then rushed to the opposite side.
Seeing this scene, Fang Lin shook his wrist and stabbed five shots quickly. With the help of the wind, Fang Lin was very fast. He stabbed five shots before da Yan's palm came.
Each shot was stabbed at the same part. When the last shot was fired, Fang Lin shook hard, and immediately the big burning palm was divided into two, and Fang Lin rushed out from one of them.
Ten percent of the artistic conception of the wind.
The initial fight between the two revealed the power of their artistic conception.
……
When Fang Lin broke his big burning palm and looked forward, Chen lie had already opened the distance.
Facing the enemy he thought about day and night, Fang Lin stabilized his mind, flashed his body, and rushed again with his gun.
Hand to hand combat is what he is best at. He must pull into the distance to give full play to his strength.
If the opposite side is consumed in the distance, it will undoubtedly fall into the disadvantage.
The artistic conception of the wind was displayed. There was a breeze around Fang Lin, which made him shuttle in the wind, and it was like the wind pushing him forward. His speed immediately went up to a higher level.
The gun broke through the sky, and his body jumped out.
"It's tricky."
Chen lie whispered that under the blessing of the artistic conception of the wind, Fang Lin's speed is undoubtedly faster than him!
For those in the same territory, being fast means taking the initiative and taking the lead.
Chen lie did not dare to relax at all, but also went all out. He was a master of Yanzong's martial arts, and the four styles of yanwang were used to the limit to respond to Lin Yue's fierce attack.
Compared with Zheng Jian and commander Chen, this battle did not lose at all.
Because of Fang Lin's cultivation myth in his youth, people look forward to this war.
Tianjiao, who is silent because of a temporary defeat, will inevitably make people curious.
Up to now, how much of that year's style is there, or has it disappeared from the public?
The two fought, from the sky to the ground, and then straight into the sky.
Between them, the gun shadow gradually became dense, and there were suffocating fluctuations. Fang Lin slowly gained the upper hand and grasped the situation.
Looking at the two figures who are constantly fighting in the field. Many people in dayanzong and Wangdu all looked dignified and nervous.
Da Yanzong is more anxious because he lost a city first.
Wang Du is more concerned about Fang Lin's state.
"Zhang Xianfeng, you see, Fang Lin may win the war between them?"
One side, Zheng Jian, who had received emergency treatment from the pharmacist, looked at the two people in the field and asked.
"There's a definite number to win or lose. It's too early to make a final decision at this time. Brother Zheng, just look down." Zhang Yi's magic stick replied.
But at the bottom of his heart, he already has some answers.
Up to now, the two people in front of them have hidden something and are prepared for the future.
The key to this competition is to see whose cards are bigger.
At this time, the situation suddenly changed.
"Wind shadow gun!"
"Rainstorm pear blossom!"
In mid air, Fang Lin let go of the dark iron spear with his right hand and suspended it in front of him.
Then his hands opened fiercely to both sides.
With Fang Lin's action, the dark iron spear trembled, and then divided into two, two into four, four into eight
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of dark gold long guns emerged in the void, and the tip of the gun flashed as if it could penetrate everything.
"Go!"
With Fang Lin's loud drink.
Hundreds of ordinary dark gold long guns burst out, enveloping Chen lie in the harsh sound of breaking the air!
"Bang bang!"
Hundreds of long guns poured down like an unstoppable torrent.
On the earth where Chen lie originally stood, he was devastated by earth washing attacks.
Thick smoke and dust rose, isolating all prying eyes.
The battlefield was quiet for a moment.
……
And the onlookers immediately became agitated.
"My God, this move is so handsome!"
Some people look at the square forest in the air with the eyes of Venus.
"In this war, I'm afraid the king will win again. In this way, the king will win twice."
"Yes, I thought Zheng Yuan was away. Wang Du was unable to fight again this time, but I didn't want to win two games in succession."
"It's amazing that even the third heavy rain pear flower of the wind shadow gun has been displayed." someone exclaimed.
"It is said that the wind shadow gun has three levels. The first level can transform several shadows, the second level can transform dozens of shadows, and the third level can divide hundreds of shadows.
"Unexpectedly, Fang Lin was able to cultivate the wind shadow gun to the highest level in the early stage of the territory. He is worthy of being the holder of the record of the shortest time for Beiling country to break through the territory."
"Hehe, what's the use of advanced martial arts cultivation? All this depends on the realm. After all, the realm of Fanglin is too low, so it can only be domineering in the early stage of the territory."
Some people marvel, others disagree.
"Hum! Xiaowen, what are you sour about? I'm still a martial artist in the land. What about you? Now it's just a great fullness in the yellow land. It's a shame to have practiced for 22 years!"
One side, a female disciple turned against him.
"You!"
The man, who was called Xiaowen, was livid. He wanted to get angry, but he couldn't beat her. Finally, he could only throw off his clothes and leave a sentence, "good men don't fight women."
……
While the layman watches the excitement, the expert is the gatekeeper.
"This is the artistic conception of shadow."
Zhao Wushuang's eyes narrowed slightly and saw through Fang Lin's attack.
"Integrate the artistic conception of shadow into the martial arts of wind shadow gun, and divide it into hundreds of gun shadows."
"Unexpectedly, I realized two kinds of artistic conception. It's not standing still."
"Unfortunately......" Zhao Wushuang shook his head and stopped talking.
……
In the void, Fang Lin stared at the rising dust on the ground and frowned.
A faint uneasiness rose in his heart.
"Whew!"
In that dust, suddenly a gun burst out, at a speed that was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye!
You know, all the people watching the war are martial artists, and the speed of this long gun is so fast that ordinary martial artists can't see clearly.
The dark iron spear almost came out of the dust and came to Fang Lin the next moment.
"Not good."
Fang Lin was surprised, and his body quickly retreated, and his hands wrapped in blue Zhenyuan stretched forward to form a blue barrier to block the tip of the long gun.
Fang Lin retreated hundreds of meters in a row before he finally took off his momentum and stopped his body again.
Everyone around was surprised. The war situation that thought the dust had settled suddenly turned again. Fang Lin was forced back hundreds of meters by a dark iron long gun returned by the original road.
"Peng!"
In that dusty place, suddenly there was a more powerful fluctuation sweeping around, and a wind suddenly generated, sweeping away all the dust.
I saw someone standing in the center.
The man was angry and his face was distorted by pain.
On his body, there is white hot steam rising from the skin on the surface of his body.
His body seemed to have a high-temperature stove, burning constantly, providing him with a steady stream of energy, and under his skin, a flickering fire could be seen.
In such a state, his skin cracked because he could not bear such violent forces.
There was a trace of blood seeping out from the crack, but it was evaporated and disappeared by the high temperature of the body in the twinkling of an eye, leaving only a black mark in place.
At his feet, the earth had sunk because of the high temperature, and there were deep holes all around, which were pierced by dark iron spears.
"The second form of the king of inflammation, the core of the king of inflammation!"
"The initial peak of the land!"
Feeling the violent power that broke out from Chen lie's body and the undisguised fluctuation of Zhenyuan, Zheng Jian tightly clenched his fist, his face was unbelievable, and he murmured subconsciously.
In Beiling Kingdom, the four styles of King Yan are famous all over the world. They are the founding martial arts of Dayan sect.
They are the first type of yanwang fist, the second type of yanwang core, the third type of yanwang Lingkai, and the last type of yanwang coming.
"How can it be? If the king of fire's four styles want to be successful in cultivation, unless they are gifted, they need huge fire power to be successful."
"Chen lie is just an ordinary place. How can dayanzong invest so many resources in him?"
Zheng Jian said in shock.
On his side, Zhang Yi's face was calm without any surprise. Instead, he focused on another thing.
In the state of insight, Zhang Yi looks at Chen lie and thinks deeply.
The peak at the initial stage of the territory was about 30% higher than the total amount of Zhenyuan at the initial stage of the territory, and the purity was also slightly improved. It was about 50% stronger than that at the initial stage of the territory. Zhang Yi compared it in his heart.
There was a smile on the corner of his mouth.
This competition is getting more and more interesting, isn't it?
Zhang Yi looked up at Zhao Wushuang across the street. Unexpectedly, some hands itched.
I don't know how much the elder of dayanzong can do for him?
In the distance, Fang Lin looked at Chen lie's momentum, and his face was a little gloomy.
"Unexpectedly, I have reached such a point!"
Chen lie looked at Fang Lin with a gloomy face and said with a grin. His body shape moved and swept into the air, opposite Fang Lin.
"Well, I have to thank you."
He went on.
"What do you mean?"
Fang Lin frowned and asked.
"It is precisely because I defeated you at the beginning that I can get a lot of benefits. In this way, I can take a step closer at the beginning of the territory."
"Although there is no hope in this life in the middle of the territory, it is enough for me."
"After all, my qualifications are general. It is God's favor to break through the earth, and it is an unexpected surprise to go further in the early stage."
Chen lie said.
……
Fang Lin was so dazzling that the rising momentum could not be stopped, although no one said anything on the surface.
But in the dark, there are many people who want to frustrate their spirit and abandon them.
After all, no one wants anyone to climb onto their heads. Since their cultivation can't be improved, they have to stop future generations from catching up with them.
So, secretly, the reward quota for Fang Lin appeared, and there were a lot of resources. Obviously, many parties invested resources.
In that war, everyone did not expect such excellent results.
In the first World War, Fang Lin was directly demonized and completely abandoned. From then on, his accomplishments could not be improved. Naturally, Chen lie who took the shot gained a lot of benefits.
Even in order not to let Fang Lin go through the demons, Chen lie has been deliberately avoiding it. Under the intentional delay, 50 years have passed!
At this time, Fang Lin had completely lost his youth's mind and could no longer rise.
……
After listening to Chen lie's words, Fang Lin tightly held the dark iron gun in his hand. The trembling gun body told that Fang Lin's heart was not calm.
And a flash of light flashed in Chen lie's eyes.
Right now!
Chen lie may have ordinary talent and hopeless land in the middle of his life, but his experience is really old-fashioned.
When Fang Lin's mind wavered, he immediately launched an attack. It has to be said that Chen lie was very keen to grasp the battle opportunity.
Chen lie, who exudes steam all over, acts like a high-temperature furnace. Zhenyuan is mixed with extremely hot yanwang Zhili. With any blow, it is accompanied by a burning effect.
Fang Linton, who lost his chance, fell into a disadvantage and could only constantly use all kinds of shooting techniques to meet Chen lie's waves of attacks.
Under the blessing of the core of the king of inflammation, coupled with Chen lie's cultivation, Fang Lin was even better.
The situation in the field slowly tilted towards dayanzong.
The sky was full of flames, and the hot breath covered the whole audience. Fang Lin was gradually forced to a desperate situation!
"It's almost over."
Looking at the situation in the field, Zhang Yi suddenly said.
The body of Chen lie, who played the core of King Yan, can't bear such violent power for a long time.
Therefore, in the next period of time, Chen lie will make every effort to attack and end the battle before his body reaches its limit.
And the fact is true. Under the pressure of Chen lie step by step, Fanglin is surrounded by dangers, only a thin line from the collapse.
"The second battle, start!"In the spirit sword gate, seeing that they were in place, the host man shouted.Just as the man's voice fell, Fang Lin's eyes became sharp like a knife in an instant.He rushed to the opposite side at a high speed, raised the dark iron long gun, pointed the tip of the gun at Chen lie, and then shook the long gun in his hand, leaving several gun shadows in the air, which had been aimed at several key parts of Chen lie's body.Chen lie's reaction was also very fast. As soon as he saw Fang Lin rushing over with a long gun, he didn't hesitate to run the Yanyang formula.Suddenly, the hot real yuan circulated in the body, and a hot air rose, making people feel as if they were in the scorching sun.At Chen lie's feet, the earth cracked because it dried up."Big burning palm!"Chen lie gave a big drink and urged 10% of the artistic conception of fire to integrate into his martial arts. Suddenly, the fire soared by three points, adding to his power.Although the other party made a mockery of Lin before the beginning, Chen lie is experienced in the end. How can he make the mistake of belittling the enemy?I did this deliberately before, just to disturb each other's mood.In the void, a palm composed of several meters of flame condensed and formed, and then rushed to the opposite side.Seeing this scene, Fang Lin shook his wrist and stabbed five shots quickly. With the help of the wind, Fang Lin was very fast. He stabbed five shots before da Yan's palm came.Each shot was stabbed at the same part. When the last shot was fired, Fang Lin shook hard, and immediately the big burning palm was divided into two, and Fang Lin rushed out from one of them.Ten percent of the artistic conception of the wind.The initial fight between the two revealed the power of their artistic conception.When Fang Lin broke his big burning palm and looked forward, Chen lie had already opened the distance.Facing the enemy he thought about day and night, Fang Lin stabilized his mind, flashed his body, and rushed again with his gun.Hand to hand combat is what he is best at. He must pull into the distance to give full play to his strength.If the opposite side is consumed in the distance, it will undoubtedly fall into the disadvantage.The artistic conception of the wind was displayed. There was a breeze around Fang Lin, which made him shuttle in the wind, and it was like the wind pushing him forward. His speed immediately went up to a higher level.The gun broke through the sky, and his body jumped out."It's tricky."Chen lie whispered that under the blessing of the artistic conception of the wind, Fang Lin's speed is undoubtedly faster than him!For those in the same territory, being fast means taking the initiative and taking the lead.Chen lie did not dare to relax at all, but also went all out. He was a master of Yanzong's martial arts, and the four styles of yanwang were used to the limit to respond to Lin Yue's fierce attack.Compared with Zheng Jian and commander Chen, this battle did not lose at all.Because of Fang Lin's cultivation myth in his youth, people look forward to this war.Tianjiao, who is silent because of a temporary defeat, will inevitably make people curious.Up to now, how much of that year's style is there, or has it disappeared from the public?The two fought, from the sky to the ground, and then straight into the sky.Between them, the gun shadow gradually became dense, and there were suffocating fluctuations. Fang Lin slowly gained the upper hand and grasped the situation.Looking at the two figures who are constantly fighting in the field. Many people in dayanzong and Wangdu all looked dignified and nervous.Da Yanzong is more anxious because he lost a city first.Wang Du is more concerned about Fang Lin's state."Zhang Xianfeng, you see, Fang Lin may win the war between them?"One side, Zheng Jian, who had received emergency treatment from the pharmacist, looked at the two people in the field and asked."There's a definite number to win or lose. It's too early to make a final decision at this time. Brother Zheng, just look down." Zhang Yi's magic stick replied.But at the bottom of his heart, he already has some answers.Up to now, the two people in front of them have hidden something and are prepared for the future.The key to this competition is to see whose cards are bigger.At this time, the situation suddenly changed."Wind shadow gun!""Rainstorm pear blossom!"In mid air, Fang Lin let go of the dark iron spear with his right hand and suspended it in front of him.Then his hands opened fiercely to both sides.With Fang Lin's action, the dark iron spear trembled, and then divided into two, two into four, four into eightIn the blink of an eye, hundreds of dark gold long guns emerged in the void, and the tip of the gun flashed as if it could penetrate everything."Go!"With Fang Lin's loud drink.Hundreds of ordinary dark gold long guns burst out, enveloping Chen lie in the harsh sound of breaking the air!"Bang bang!"Hundreds of long guns poured down like an unstoppable torrent.On the earth where Chen lie originally stood, he was devastated by earth washing attacks.Thick smoke and dust rose, isolating all prying eyes.The battlefield was quiet for a moment.And the onlookers immediately became agitated."My God, this move is so handsome!"Some people look at the square forest in the air with the eyes of Venus."In this war, I'm afraid the king will win again. In this way, the king will win twice.""Yes, I thought Zheng Yuan was away. Wang Du was unable to fight again this time, but I didn't want to win two games in succession.""It's amazing that even the third heavy rain pear flower of the wind shadow gun has been displayed." someone exclaimed."It is said that the wind shadow gun has three levels. The first level can transform several shadows, the second level can transform dozens of shadows, and the third level can divide hundreds of shadows."Unexpectedly, Fang Lin was able to cultivate the wind shadow gun to the highest level in the early stage of the territory. He is worthy of being the holder of the record of the shortest time for Beiling country to break through the territory.""Hehe, what's the use of advanced martial arts cultivation? All this depends on the realm. After all, the realm of Fanglin is too low, so it can only be domineering in the early stage of the territory."Some people marvel, others disagree."Hum! Xiaowen, what are you sour about? I'm still a martial artist in the land. What about you? Now it's just a great fullness in the yellow land. It's a shame to have practiced for 22 years!"One side, a female disciple turned against him."You!"The man, who was called Xiaowen, was livid. He wanted to get angry, but he couldn't beat her. Finally, he could only throw off his clothes and leave a sentence, "good men don't fight women."While the layman watches the excitement, the expert is the gatekeeper."This is the artistic conception of shadow."Zhao Wushuang's eyes narrowed slightly and saw through Fang Lin's attack."Integrate the artistic conception of shadow into the martial arts of wind shadow gun, and divide it into hundreds of gun shadows.""Unexpectedly, I realized two kinds of artistic conception. It's not standing still.""Unfortunately......" Zhao Wushuang shook his head and stopped talking.In the void, Fang Lin stared at the rising dust on the ground and frowned.A faint uneasiness rose in his heart."Whew!"In that dust, suddenly a gun burst out, at a speed that was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye!You know, all the people watching the war are martial artists, and the speed of this long gun is so fast that ordinary martial artists can't see clearly.The dark iron spear almost came out of the dust and came to Fang Lin the next moment."Not good."Fang Lin was surprised, and his body quickly retreated, and his hands wrapped in blue Zhenyuan stretched forward to form a blue barrier to block the tip of the long gun.Fang Lin retreated hundreds of meters in a row before he finally took off his momentum and stopped his body again.Everyone around was surprised. The war situation that thought the dust had settled suddenly turned again. Fang Lin was forced back hundreds of meters by a dark iron long gun returned by the original road."Peng!"In that dusty place, suddenly there was a more powerful fluctuation sweeping around, and a wind suddenly generated, sweeping away all the dust.I saw someone standing in the center.The man was angry and his face was distorted by pain.On his body, there is white hot steam rising from the skin on the surface of his body.His body seemed to have a high-temperature stove, burning constantly, providing him with a steady stream of energy, and under his skin, a flickering fire could be seen.In such a state, his skin cracked because he could not bear such violent forces.There was a trace of blood seeping out from the crack, but it was evaporated and disappeared by the high temperature of the body in the twinkling of an eye, leaving only a black mark in place.At his feet, the earth had sunk because of the high temperature, and there were deep holes all around, which were pierced by dark iron spears."The second form of the king of inflammation, the core of the king of inflammation!""The initial peak of the land!"Feeling the violent power that broke out from Chen lie's body and the undisguised fluctuation of Zhenyuan, Zheng Jian tightly clenched his fist, his face was unbelievable, and he murmured subconsciously.In Beiling Kingdom, the four styles of King Yan are famous all over the world. They are the founding martial arts of Dayan sect.They are the first type of yanwang fist, the second type of yanwang core, the third type of yanwang Lingkai, and the last type of yanwang coming."How can it be? If the king of fire's four styles want to be successful in cultivation, unless they are gifted, they need huge fire power to be successful.""Chen lie is just an ordinary place. How can dayanzong invest so many resources in him?"Zheng Jian said in shock.On his side, Zhang Yi's face was calm without any surprise. Instead, he focused on another thing.In the state of insight, Zhang Yi looks at Chen lie and thinks deeply.The peak at the initial stage of the territory was about 30% higher than the total amount of Zhenyuan at the initial stage of the territory, and the purity was also slightly improved. It was about 50% stronger than that at the initial stage of the territory. Zhang Yi compared it in his heart.There was a smile on the corner of his mouth.This competition is getting more and more interesting, isn't it?Zhang Yi looked up at Zhao Wushuang across the street. Unexpectedly, some hands itched.I don't know how much the elder of dayanzong can do for him?In the distance, Fang Lin looked at Chen lie's momentum, and his face was a little gloomy."Unexpectedly, I have reached such a point!"Chen lie looked at Fang Lin with a gloomy face and said with a grin. His body shape moved and swept into the air, opposite Fang Lin."Well, I have to thank you."He went on."What do you mean?"Fang Lin frowned and asked."It is precisely because I defeated you at the beginning that I can get a lot of benefits. In this way, I can take a step closer at the beginning of the territory.""Although there is no hope in this life in the middle of the territory, it is enough for me.""After all, my qualifications are general. It is God's favor to break through the earth, and it is an unexpected surprise to go further in the early stage."Chen lie said.Fang Lin was so dazzling that the rising momentum could not be stopped, although no one said anything on the surface.But in the dark, there are many people who want to frustrate their spirit and abandon them.After all, no one wants anyone to climb onto their heads. Since their cultivation can't be improved, they have to stop future generations from catching up with them.So, secretly, the reward quota for Fang Lin appeared, and there were a lot of resources. Obviously, many parties invested resources.In that war, everyone did not expect such excellent results.In the first World War, Fang Lin was directly demonized and completely abandoned. From then on, his accomplishments could not be improved. Naturally, Chen lie who took the shot gained a lot of benefits.Even in order not to let Fang Lin go through the demons, Chen lie has been deliberately avoiding it. Under the intentional delay, 50 years have passed!At this time, Fang Lin had completely lost his youth's mind and could no longer rise.After listening to Chen lie's words, Fang Lin tightly held the dark iron gun in his hand. The trembling gun body told that Fang Lin's heart was not calm.And a flash of light flashed in Chen lie's eyes.Right now!Chen lie may have ordinary talent and hopeless land in the middle of his life, but his experience is really old-fashioned.When Fang Lin's mind wavered, he immediately launched an attack. It has to be said that Chen lie was very keen to grasp the battle opportunity.Chen lie, who exudes steam all over, acts like a high-temperature furnace. Zhenyuan is mixed with extremely hot yanwang Zhili. With any blow, it is accompanied by a burning effect.Fang Linton, who lost his chance, fell into a disadvantage and could only constantly use all kinds of shooting techniques to meet Chen lie's waves of attacks.Under the blessing of the core of the king of inflammation, coupled with Chen lie's cultivation, Fang Lin was even better.The situation in the field slowly tilted towards dayanzong.The sky was full of flames, and the hot breath covered the whole audience. Fang Lin was gradually forced to a desperate situation!"It's almost over."Looking at the situation in the field, Zhang Yi suddenly said.The body of Chen lie, who played the core of King Yan, can't bear such violent power for a long time.Therefore, in the next period of time, Chen lie will make every effort to attack and end the battle before his body reaches its limit.And the fact is true. Under the pressure of Chen lie step by step, Fanglin is surrounded by dangers, only a thin line from the collapse.
