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It was another bombardment. Fang Lin flew back upside down. A trace of blood could not help showing up at the corners of his mouth. His internal organs were all injured and had been seriously injured.
On the surface of his body, there were scars and blood dripping from the air.
And Chen lie took advantage of the victory and came straight.
"It's over!"
"Yanwang fist!"
With a loud drink, Chen lie punched out.
Its fist power is like a volcanic eruption, and an inflammatory stream shoots out from the fist! Across a long column of flame in the air, straight to the Fanglin.
In the distance, Fang Lin's face was dignified and he knew it was the strongest blow.
If he can't stop it, he will be defeated again!
No, I will never allow it!
Fang Lin roared in his heart! But the expression on his face became more and more calm, and even made people afraid, just as it was not him who was fighting with Chen lie now.
Rolling Zhenyuan, at this moment, runs at a speed beyond the limit in the body, and the meridians also emit the color of unbearable sadness.
However, Fang Lin did not care, but continued to operate the skill to squeeze his last potential.
A terrible force swam in the body, and finally poured into the dark iron spear along the arm.
Fang Lin's eyes were dark and without waves. Then he shot out.
The dark iron spear pierces forward with a restrained power, just like an ordinary random blow; Its speed is slow, as if it carries a powerful force.
"The third move of Chongxuan gun technique: dark light!"
At the tip of the dark iron spear, a faint awn suddenly emerged, deep and dark, like the end of everything.
At the moment of contact between the two attacks, the whole world seemed quiet for a moment, followed by.
"Boom!"
The sound of sonic boom resounded through the whole world.
The two offensives did not have any fancy, but directly hit each other like this.
At the moment of impact, violent shock waves raged from it, sweeping the sky and earth.
For a time, the wild wind was blowing wildly.
The leaves rustled, and the grass on the ground in the distance was now attached to the ground.
Many martial arts masters located below also support the Zhenyuan barrier at this moment.
Zhang Yi looked at the intersection of the two offensives, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
In the field.
Chen lie's face changed.
"How possible!"
His heart roared wildly!
With the cultivation level at the peak in the early stage of his territory, coupled with the violent power of the core blessing of the king of inflammation, you can use your strongest attack means, the king of inflammation fist. How can you stop the opposite side!
How can he stop it!
you 're right.
In midair, the torrent of flame and the dark iron spear were deadlocked. Neither side could go further. They were in a situation where no one could do anything for a time.
"The artistic conception of gun!"
In the direction of dayanzong, Zhao Wushuang opened his eyes fiercely, looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, and couldn't help but say something.
"Gun meaning!"
All the people around heard Zhao Wushuang's voice and fell into silence. Then they talked loudly, and their mood was high.
Who would have thought?
At the last minute of the duel, Fang Lin showed a brand-new artistic conception, gun meaning, which had never been used before!
If you add the artistic conception of wind and shadow used by Fang Lin before.
In other words, Fang Lin mastered the power of three artistic conception in the early stage of the land!
It has to be said that this pistol intention really made the onlookers have the idea of being worthy of the pride of the past.
"What a pity."
In the direction of the spirit sword gate, the host man shook his head.
"If you master three different artistic conception, you can really see his martial arts talent."
"However, 50 years of silence and 50 years of standing still are irreparable."
"At the beginning of the land boundary, even if it is strong, it is also at the beginning of the land boundary. No matter how many artistic conception, it is only a 10% territory."
At this moment, the man looked at the square forest in the air and showed a touch of admiration.
"This is probably the last glory of Tianjiao in the past."
......
"Take 10% of the artistic conception of the gun as the main body and the artistic conception of the wind around to increase the speed, so as to raise the power to a higher level."
"Under such circumstances, it's no wonder that Chen lie, who is under the core of the king of inflammation, can block the most powerful single attack."
In the direction of Wang Du, Zhang Yi silently calculated in his heart, showing a trace of amazement.
People's joys and sorrows are inseparable from merger.
When everyone around was shocked by Fang Lin's sudden outbreak, Chen lie's face was ferocious and unwilling.
"No!"
"I can't lose!"
"Give... I... break ~ ah!!"
Chen lie's eyes are about to crack. All the forces in his body continue to integrate into the flame flow, trying to crush each other with his absolute advantage of Zhenyuan.
However, no matter how Chen lie means, the dark iron gun is still motionless and blocked in front.
Both sides are insisting desperately, trying to bring down each other.
Both bodies have reached their limits.
Finally, with the overweight of both sides, the two forces that have been entangled for a long time in the field become stronger and stronger. Until a peak, both sides can no longer control it.
"Peng!"
At the intersection in the center, the startling explosion sounded and the shock wave dispersed.
Chen lie and Fang Lin were at the forefront of the shock wave and bore the brunt. Even when they were bombarded by the huge force contained in the air, they flew backwards in an instant, and finally flew hundreds of meters in the air and hit the ground heavily.
The ground cracked, and both fell to the ground for a moment.
"Is it a draw?"
Someone asked.
"No, wait."
The host's man looked at the two people who fell to the ground, flashed a different color at the bottom of his eyes and said.
A few more minutes later.
They struggled to get up almost at the same time.
Forcibly suppress their injuries, and the two sides rush together again.
"Fang Lin won."
Suddenly, Zhang Yi said.
Beside him, Zheng Jian was stunned, and then a happy look appeared on his face, "Zhang Xianfeng, what you said is true?"
He asked confirmatively.
Zhang Yi nodded, "the strongest blow was blocked by Fang Lin, and Chen lie has no means."
"In three minutes at most, he can no longer maintain the core state of the king of inflammation. At that time, when the state declines, Fang Lin will have no difficulty in beating him."
As Zhang Yi expected, the end of the war was even a minute earlier than Zhang Yi predicted.
Two minutes after the two fought again, Chen lie fell into the core state of the king of inflammation and entered a weak period.
Fang Lin saw the right time, his eyes were cold and shot forward.
The tip of the gun touched Chen lie's throat, less than half a foot away.
Chen lie can even feel a slight pain in his throat.
That's the sharpness of the gun tip.
Chen lie's body suddenly stiffened in place.
His face was frightened and frightened for fear that Fang Lin would kill him on the spot in a moment of anger.
"I, I lost."
Chen lie's bitter mouth.
"In the second competition, Fang Lin won!"
The referee's voice sounded at the right time.
Fang Lin took a deep look at Chen lie, then took his gun and walked back.
In the fourth field, the surroundings were quiet for a while, and then the sound burst out.
It is worthy of the name of heaven's pride to understand the three artistic conception in the early stage of the land.
This war may be the last light of this Tianjiao!
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It was another bombardment. Fang Lin flew back upside down. A trace of blood could not help showing up at the corners of his mouth. His internal organs were all injured and had been seriously injured.
On the surface of his body, there were scars and blood dripping from the air.
And Chen lie took advantage of the victory and came straight.
"It's over!"
"Yanwang fist!"
With a loud drink, Chen lie punched out.
Its fist power is like a volcanic eruption, and an inflammatory stream shoots out from the fist! Across a long column of flame in the air, straight to the Fanglin.
In the distance, Fang Lin's face was dignified and he knew it was the strongest blow.
If he can't stop it, he will be defeated again!
No, I will never allow it!
Fang Lin roared in his heart! But the expression on his face became more and more calm, and even made people afraid, just as it was not him who was fighting with Chen lie now.
Rolling Zhenyuan, at this moment, runs at a speed beyond the limit in the body, and the meridians also emit the color of unbearable sadness.
However, Fang Lin did not care, but continued to operate the skill to squeeze his last potential.
A terrible force swam in the body, and finally poured into the dark iron spear along the arm.
Fang Lin's eyes were dark and without waves. Then he shot out.
The dark iron spear pierces forward with a restrained power, just like an ordinary random blow; Its speed is slow, as if it carries a powerful force.
"The third move of Chongxuan gun technique: dark light!"
At the tip of the dark iron spear, a faint awn suddenly emerged, deep and dark, like the end of everything.
At the moment of contact between the two attacks, the whole world seemed quiet for a moment, followed by.
"Boom!"
The sound of sonic boom resounded through the whole world.
The two offensives did not have any fancy, but directly hit each other like this.
At the moment of impact, violent shock waves raged from it, sweeping the sky and earth.
For a time, the wild wind was blowing wildly.
The leaves rustled, and the grass on the ground in the distance was now attached to the ground.
Many martial arts masters located below also support the Zhenyuan barrier at this moment.
Zhang Yi looked at the intersection of the two offensives, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
In the field.
Chen lie's face changed.
"How possible!"
His heart roared wildly!
With the cultivation level at the peak in the early stage of his territory, coupled with the violent power of the core blessing of the king of inflammation, you can use your strongest attack means, the king of inflammation fist. How can you stop the opposite side!
How can he stop it!
you 're right.
In midair, the torrent of flame and the dark iron spear were deadlocked. Neither side could go further. They were in a situation where no one could do anything for a time.
"The artistic conception of gun!"
In the direction of dayanzong, Zhao Wushuang opened his eyes fiercely, looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, and couldn't help but say something.
"Gun meaning!"
All the people around heard Zhao Wushuang's voice and fell into silence. Then they talked loudly, and their mood was high.
Who would have thought?
At the last minute of the duel, Fang Lin showed a brand-new artistic conception, gun meaning, which had never been used before!
If you add the artistic conception of wind and shadow used by Fang Lin before.
In other words, Fang Lin mastered the power of three artistic conception in the early stage of the land!
It has to be said that this pistol intention really made the onlookers have the idea of being worthy of the pride of the past.
"What a pity."
In the direction of the spirit sword gate, the host man shook his head.
"If you master three different artistic conception, you can really see his martial arts talent."
"However, 50 years of silence and 50 years of standing still are irreparable."
"At the beginning of the land boundary, even if it is strong, it is also at the beginning of the land boundary. No matter how many artistic conception, it is only a 10% territory."
At this moment, the man looked at the square forest in the air and showed a touch of admiration.
"This is probably the last glory of Tianjiao in the past."
......
"Take 10% of the artistic conception of the gun as the main body and the artistic conception of the wind around to increase the speed, so as to raise the power to a higher level."
"Under such circumstances, it's no wonder that Chen lie, who is under the core of the king of inflammation, can block the most powerful single attack."
In the direction of Wang Du, Zhang Yi silently calculated in his heart, showing a trace of amazement.
People's joys and sorrows are inseparable from merger.
When everyone around was shocked by Fang Lin's sudden outbreak, Chen lie's face was ferocious and unwilling.
"No!"
"I can't lose!"
"Give... I... break ~ ah!!"
Chen lie's eyes are about to crack. All the forces in his body continue to integrate into the flame flow, trying to crush each other with his absolute advantage of Zhenyuan.
However, no matter how Chen lie means, the dark iron gun is still motionless and blocked in front.
Both sides are insisting desperately, trying to bring down each other.
Both bodies have reached their limits.
Finally, with the overweight of both sides, the two forces that have been entangled for a long time in the field become stronger and stronger. Until a peak, both sides can no longer control it.
"Peng!"
At the intersection in the center, the startling explosion sounded and the shock wave dispersed.
Chen lie and Fang Lin were at the forefront of the shock wave and bore the brunt. Even when they were bombarded by the huge force contained in the air, they flew backwards in an instant, and finally flew hundreds of meters in the air and hit the ground heavily.
The ground cracked, and both fell to the ground for a moment.
"Is it a draw?"
Someone asked.
"No, wait."
The host's man looked at the two people who fell to the ground, flashed a different color at the bottom of his eyes and said.
A few more minutes later.
They struggled to get up almost at the same time.
Forcibly suppress their injuries, and the two sides rush together again.
"Fang Lin won."
Suddenly, Zhang Yi said.
Beside him, Zheng Jian was stunned, and then a happy look appeared on his face, "Zhang Xianfeng, what you said is true?"
He asked confirmatively.
Zhang Yi nodded, "the strongest blow was blocked by Fang Lin, and Chen lie has no means."
"In three minutes at most, he can no longer maintain the core state of the king of inflammation. At that time, when the state declines, Fang Lin will have no difficulty in beating him."
As Zhang Yi expected, the end of the war was even a minute earlier than Zhang Yi predicted.
Two minutes after the two fought again, Chen lie fell into the core state of the king of inflammation and entered a weak period.
Fang Lin saw the right time, his eyes were cold and shot forward.
The tip of the gun touched Chen lie's throat, less than half a foot away.
Chen lie can even feel a slight pain in his throat.
That's the sharpness of the gun tip.
Chen lie's body suddenly stiffened in place.
His face was frightened and frightened for fear that Fang Lin would kill him on the spot in a moment of anger.
"I, I lost."
Chen lie's bitter mouth.
"In the second competition, Fang Lin won!"
The referee's voice sounded at the right time.
Fang Lin took a deep look at Chen lie, then took his gun and walked back.
In the fourth field, the surroundings were quiet for a while, and then the sound burst out.
It is worthy of the name of heaven's pride to understand the three artistic conception in the early stage of the land.
This war may be the last light of this Tianjiao!
It was another bombardment. Fang Lin flew back upside down. A trace of blood could not help showing up at the corners of his mouth. His internal organs were all injured and had been seriously injured.On the surface of his body, there were scars and blood dripping from the air.And Chen lie took advantage of the victory and came straight."It's over!""Yanwang fist!"With a loud drink, Chen lie punched out.Its fist power is like a volcanic eruption, and an inflammatory stream shoots out from the fist! Across a long column of flame in the air, straight to the Fanglin.In the distance, Fang Lin's face was dignified and he knew it was the strongest blow.If he can't stop it, he will be defeated again!No, I will never allow it!Fang Lin roared in his heart! But the expression on his face became more and more calm, and even made people afraid, just as it was not him who was fighting with Chen lie now.Rolling Zhenyuan, at this moment, runs at a speed beyond the limit in the body, and the meridians also emit the color of unbearable sadness.However, Fang Lin did not care, but continued to operate the skill to squeeze his last potential.A terrible force swam in the body, and finally poured into the dark iron spear along the arm.Fang Lin's eyes were dark and without waves. Then he shot out.The dark iron spear pierces forward with a restrained power, just like an ordinary random blow; Its speed is slow, as if it carries a powerful force."The third move of Chongxuan gun technique: dark light!"At the tip of the dark iron spear, a faint awn suddenly emerged, deep and dark, like the end of everything.At the moment of contact between the two attacks, the whole world seemed quiet for a moment, followed by."Boom!"The sound of sonic boom resounded through the whole world.The two offensives did not have any fancy, but directly hit each other like this.At the moment of impact, violent shock waves raged from it, sweeping the sky and earth.For a time, the wild wind was blowing wildly.The leaves rustled, and the grass on the ground in the distance was now attached to the ground.Many martial arts masters located below also support the Zhenyuan barrier at this moment.Zhang Yi looked at the intersection of the two offensives, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.In the field.Chen lie's face changed."How possible!"His heart roared wildly!With the cultivation level at the peak in the early stage of his territory, coupled with the violent power of the core blessing of the king of inflammation, you can use your strongest attack means, the king of inflammation fist. How can you stop the opposite side!How can he stop it!you 're right.In midair, the torrent of flame and the dark iron spear were deadlocked. Neither side could go further. They were in a situation where no one could do anything for a time."The artistic conception of gun!"In the direction of dayanzong, Zhao Wushuang opened his eyes fiercely, looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, and couldn't help but say something."Gun meaning!"All the people around heard Zhao Wushuang's voice and fell into silence. Then they talked loudly, and their mood was high.Who would have thought?At the last minute of the duel, Fang Lin showed a brand-new artistic conception, gun meaning, which had never been used before!If you add the artistic conception of wind and shadow used by Fang Lin before.In other words, Fang Lin mastered the power of three artistic conception in the early stage of the land!It has to be said that this pistol intention really made the onlookers have the idea of being worthy of the pride of the past."What a pity."In the direction of the spirit sword gate, the host man shook his head."If you master three different artistic conception, you can really see his martial arts talent.""However, 50 years of silence and 50 years of standing still are irreparable.""At the beginning of the land boundary, even if it is strong, it is also at the beginning of the land boundary. No matter how many artistic conception, it is only a 10% territory."At this moment, the man looked at the square forest in the air and showed a touch of admiration."This is probably the last glory of Tianjiao in the past."......"Take 10% of the artistic conception of the gun as the main body and the artistic conception of the wind around to increase the speed, so as to raise the power to a higher level.""Under such circumstances, it's no wonder that Chen lie, who is under the core of the king of inflammation, can block the most powerful single attack."In the direction of Wang Du, Zhang Yi silently calculated in his heart, showing a trace of amazement.People's joys and sorrows are inseparable from merger.When everyone around was shocked by Fang Lin's sudden outbreak, Chen lie's face was ferocious and unwilling."No!""I can't lose!""Give... I... break ~ ah!!"Chen lie's eyes are about to crack. All the forces in his body continue to integrate into the flame flow, trying to crush each other with his absolute advantage of Zhenyuan.However, no matter how Chen lie means, the dark iron gun is still motionless and blocked in front.Both sides are insisting desperately, trying to bring down each other.Both bodies have reached their limits.Finally, with the overweight of both sides, the two forces that have been entangled for a long time in the field become stronger and stronger. Until a peak, both sides can no longer control it."Peng!"At the intersection in the center, the startling explosion sounded and the shock wave dispersed.Chen lie and Fang Lin were at the forefront of the shock wave and bore the brunt. Even when they were bombarded by the huge force contained in the air, they flew backwards in an instant, and finally flew hundreds of meters in the air and hit the ground heavily.The ground cracked, and both fell to the ground for a moment."Is it a draw?"Someone asked."No, wait."The host's man looked at the two people who fell to the ground, flashed a different color at the bottom of his eyes and said.A few more minutes later.They struggled to get up almost at the same time.Forcibly suppress their injuries, and the two sides rush together again."Fang Lin won."Suddenly, Zhang Yi said.Beside him, Zheng Jian was stunned, and then a happy look appeared on his face, "Zhang Xianfeng, what you said is true?"He asked confirmatively.Zhang Yi nodded, "the strongest blow was blocked by Fang Lin, and Chen lie has no means.""In three minutes at most, he can no longer maintain the core state of the king of inflammation. At that time, when the state declines, Fang Lin will have no difficulty in beating him."As Zhang Yi expected, the end of the war was even a minute earlier than Zhang Yi predicted.Two minutes after the two fought again, Chen lie fell into the core state of the king of inflammation and entered a weak period.Fang Lin saw the right time, his eyes were cold and shot forward.The tip of the gun touched Chen lie's throat, less than half a foot away.Chen lie can even feel a slight pain in his throat.That's the sharpness of the gun tip.Chen lie's body suddenly stiffened in place.His face was frightened and frightened for fear that Fang Lin would kill him on the spot in a moment of anger."I, I lost."Chen lie's bitter mouth."In the second competition, Fang Lin won!"The referee's voice sounded at the right time.Fang Lin took a deep look at Chen lie, then took his gun and walked back.In the fourth field, the surroundings were quiet for a while, and then the sound burst out.It is worthy of the name of heaven's pride to understand the three artistic conception in the early stage of the land.This war may be the last light of this Tianjiao!
