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After feeling the intractability of Zhang Yi, Zhao Wushuang immediately decided to go all out and stop keeping his hand.
Zhao Wushuang's eyes were sharp and his hands were quickly printed.
"The second of the four forms of the king of inflammation is the core of the king of inflammation!"
"The third of the four forms of the king of fire, the king of fire Lingkai!"
As Zhao Wushuang began to display the martial arts of dayanzong and Zhenzong, his momentum suddenly rose.
Compared with Chen lie, he can only play to the core of the second type of Yan king. As the strongest of the great Yan sect, Zhao Wushuang has undoubtedly reached a higher level of cultivation.
In Zhao Wushuang's heart, there was a big fire, as if it was not a flesh and blood heart, but a high-temperature furnace with full power!
Between heart contractions, a steady stream of burst energy spread through all limbs and bones, bringing a sense of unparalleled strength. Zhao Wushuang even had an invincible mood.
On the surface of his body, steam was rising, as if he had turned into a stove burning.
Then, on the surface of Zhao Wushuang's body, yellow and red magma began to flow.
When the magma solidified and formed, it turned into a black gray spirit armor of appropriate size.
The core of the Yan King provides sufficient energy for the warrior, while the spirit armor of the Yan King enhances the all-round strength of the warrior.
To drive the spirit armor with the core and summon the king of inflammation to come is the core idea of the four styles of the king of inflammation.
Unfortunately, it's too difficult to summon the king of inflammation. At least it's possible in the later stage of the territory.
There are many dayanzong resources sitting on the flame mountains. At present, Zhao Wushuang can only practice the third style.
In the middle of the air, after Zhao Wushuang performed the Yan Wang two or three moves, his physical momentum became stronger and stronger, and even suppressed Zhang Yi.
Zhang Yi estimated that in such a state, Zhao Wushuang's strength might be comparable to elite combat power, which was somewhat unexpected to him.
Of course, it's just a little surprised.
In the face of Zhao Wushuang in such a state, Zhang Yi can turn defensive into offensive as long as he avoids fighting and waits until the other party's strong period has passed.
Of course, there is another simpler way. As long as he sacrifices his Xiaocheng sword, his combat effectiveness will soar several times in an instant, and it will be easy to defeat Zhao Wushuang at that time.
But it's rare to meet a martial artist who doesn't threaten himself and has good strength. How can Zhang Yi miss this opportunity to show his strength?
Six years have passed since his battle in Hesse Grand Canyon.
Now his strength is greatly enhanced, but he hasn't played once.
At the moment, there was a suitable target in front of him, which really made him itch and happy.
Thirty percent of the sword will not be used for the time being, but the rest of the means should be used, or the car may overturn.
At this point, Zhang Yi's feet were a little empty, and he had already displayed his body method, lightning and thunder.
Under the 10% artistic conception bonus of thunder, its speed is more rapid. It seems that it really incarnates a lightning to come and go freely, and there is thunder in the air.
After several flashes of lightning, Zhang Yi moved to Zhao Wushuang's side and then cut out with a fierce sword.
"Tear."
The vast sword light cuts through the void, leaving a beautiful track in the air and quickly cuts towards Zhao Wushuang.
"Come on!"
At this time, Zhao Wushuang did not avoid and dodge. With a laugh, he greeted him with a fist.
The fist carrying the flame smashed the sword light. Then Zhao Wushuang flashed close and bombarded him with a fist.
Zhang Yi retreated half a step in the void, waved his long sword and flashed countless sword shadows in the air ahead.
Sword shadow and fist shadow collide with each other, and then disappear from each other.
One move was used, and then another. Both of them were absorbed and gave full play to their fighting skills.
There is a sword in the air. From time to time, a deep trace is ploughed out on the wild wasteland, and the magma flame falls to the ground, which also corrodes a piece of land.
"Zhang Xianfeng is really powerful. He can play doubles with Zhao Wu in the state of yanwang Lingkai."
Fang Lin looked at the two men fighting in the field and couldn't help sighing.
He could have done so.
"But the situation is not so good." Zheng Jian frowned at the two people fighting fiercely in mid air.
"Although the two men attack back and forth in the open, Zhao Wushuang's defense is too strong when the spirit armor is attached to the body."
"As a swordsman, Zhang Xianfeng has high attack and low defense. As long as Zhao Wushuang's attack falls on Zhang Xianfeng, it will be enough to hit him hard. On the contrary, Zhao Wushuang can rely on strong defense. In comparison, Zhang Xianfeng has less room for mistakes."
"Now we can only see if Zhang's offering can persist until the state of King Yan's Lingkai is over."
"If you can hold on until that time, you are sure to take this one."
"On the contrary, it is dangerous."
Zheng Jian shook his head and said.
In mid air, there was another confrontation, and the two sides retreated in the air.
Zhang Yi left the flying mark in his hand.
In the fight with Zhao Wushuang, the long sword can cut magma, but the quality is low after all.
When he hit the back, there was a faint sign of melting. Fortunately, after this war, he could ask others to build a level 3 weapon.
Zhao Wushuang's strength is really good.
In the mid-term cultivation of the land, 20% of the artistic conception of fire and 10% of the artistic conception of wood cooperate with each other. Wood generates fire, and fire borrows wood more, playing higher damage.
In the state of King Yan, Zhang Yi really needs some effort to win the other party only by virtue of 20% sword intention and 10% thunder and wood artistic conception.
Another point is that Zhang Yi feels that his attack means are a little single.
At present, in the process of fighting, except for his successful level 3 thunder sword, he can't do any other martial arts.
It seems that the woody martial arts are overgrown and the wave sword technique is only a level 2 martial art.
The flame Sabre technique does not match the current Xiaocheng sword intention.
It's OK to meet an ordinary enemy. In case of a strong enemy in the territory, the means will be a little single.
Although Zhang Yi upholds that the realm is the foundation of everything, according to the current speed, it will take a long time to break through to the realm of heaven.
During this period of time, safety is a problem.
The so-called "sharpening the knife without mistaking the firewood cutter" has stronger strength and can obtain more resources.
I don't know how much the flesh can be strengthened after the blood spirit pool. If there is not much difference, I can directly accumulate cultivation points to the realm of flesh divine power, and then cultivate a wooden martial art.
Mainly sword repair.
Supplemented by two martial arts of thunder and wood, and the flesh body comparable to the earth.
In this way, we should also be able to cope with various challenges to the environment.
Zhang Yi thought.
.......
"Ha ha, what a pleasure!"
"I haven't been so hearty since the first war with Zheng Yuan." in the air opposite, Zhao Wushuang looked at Zhang Yi with great enthusiasm.
Zhang Yi looked up at Zhao Wushuang and smiled on his face.
"Now that the warm-up is over, I won't keep my hands below."
After a fierce battle and testing his achievements in the past six years, Zhang Yi decided not to stay.
To be fair, in front of Zhao Wushuang, in the state of King Yan, his comprehensive combat effectiveness is even higher than the women he met in Hessen Grand Canyon.
If Zhang Yi and Zhao Wushuang were matched six years ago, the odds of winning might be less than 50%.
But now
Zhang Yi's eyes were bright and looked at each other. The long sword in his hand made a slight trembling sound.
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After feeling the intractability of Zhang Yi, Zhao Wushuang immediately decided to go all out and stop keeping his hand.
Zhao Wushuang's eyes were sharp and his hands were quickly printed.
"The second of the four forms of the king of inflammation is the core of the king of inflammation!"
"The third of the four forms of the king of fire, the king of fire Lingkai!"
As Zhao Wushuang began to display the martial arts of dayanzong and Zhenzong, his momentum suddenly rose.
Compared with Chen lie, he can only play to the core of the second type of Yan king. As the strongest of the great Yan sect, Zhao Wushuang has undoubtedly reached a higher level of cultivation.
In Zhao Wushuang's heart, there was a big fire, as if it was not a flesh and blood heart, but a high-temperature furnace with full power!
Between heart contractions, a steady stream of burst energy spread through all limbs and bones, bringing a sense of unparalleled strength. Zhao Wushuang even had an invincible mood.
On the surface of his body, steam was rising, as if he had turned into a stove burning.
Then, on the surface of Zhao Wushuang's body, yellow and red magma began to flow.
When the magma solidified and formed, it turned into a black gray spirit armor of appropriate size.
The core of the Yan King provides sufficient energy for the warrior, while the spirit armor of the Yan King enhances the all-round strength of the warrior.
To drive the spirit armor with the core and summon the king of inflammation to come is the core idea of the four styles of the king of inflammation.
Unfortunately, it's too difficult to summon the king of inflammation. At least it's possible in the later stage of the territory.
There are many dayanzong resources sitting on the flame mountains. At present, Zhao Wushuang can only practice the third style.
In the middle of the air, after Zhao Wushuang performed the Yan Wang two or three moves, his physical momentum became stronger and stronger, and even suppressed Zhang Yi.
Zhang Yi estimated that in such a state, Zhao Wushuang's strength might be comparable to elite combat power, which was somewhat unexpected to him.
Of course, it's just a little surprised.
In the face of Zhao Wushuang in such a state, Zhang Yi can turn defensive into offensive as long as he avoids fighting and waits until the other party's strong period has passed.
Of course, there is another simpler way. As long as he sacrifices his Xiaocheng sword, his combat effectiveness will soar several times in an instant, and it will be easy to defeat Zhao Wushuang at that time.
But it's rare to meet a martial artist who doesn't threaten himself and has good strength. How can Zhang Yi miss this opportunity to show his strength?
Six years have passed since his battle in Hesse Grand Canyon.
Now his strength is greatly enhanced, but he hasn't played once.
At the moment, there was a suitable target in front of him, which really made him itch and happy.
Thirty percent of the sword will not be used for the time being, but the rest of the means should be used, or the car may overturn.
At this point, Zhang Yi's feet were a little empty, and he had already displayed his body method, lightning and thunder.
Under the 10% artistic conception bonus of thunder, its speed is more rapid. It seems that it really incarnates a lightning to come and go freely, and there is thunder in the air.
After several flashes of lightning, Zhang Yi moved to Zhao Wushuang's side and then cut out with a fierce sword.
"Tear."
The vast sword light cuts through the void, leaving a beautiful track in the air and quickly cuts towards Zhao Wushuang.
"Come on!"
At this time, Zhao Wushuang did not avoid and dodge. With a laugh, he greeted him with a fist.
The fist carrying the flame smashed the sword light. Then Zhao Wushuang flashed close and bombarded him with a fist.
Zhang Yi retreated half a step in the void, waved his long sword and flashed countless sword shadows in the air ahead.
Sword shadow and fist shadow collide with each other, and then disappear from each other.
One move was used, and then another. Both of them were absorbed and gave full play to their fighting skills.
There is a sword in the air. From time to time, a deep trace is ploughed out on the wild wasteland, and the magma flame falls to the ground, which also corrodes a piece of land.
"Zhang Xianfeng is really powerful. He can play doubles with Zhao Wu in the state of yanwang Lingkai."
Fang Lin looked at the two men fighting in the field and couldn't help sighing.
He could have done so.
"But the situation is not so good." Zheng Jian frowned at the two people fighting fiercely in mid air.
"Although the two men attack back and forth in the open, Zhao Wushuang's defense is too strong when the spirit armor is attached to the body."
"As a swordsman, Zhang Xianfeng has high attack and low defense. As long as Zhao Wushuang's attack falls on Zhang Xianfeng, it will be enough to hit him hard. On the contrary, Zhao Wushuang can rely on strong defense. In comparison, Zhang Xianfeng has less room for mistakes."
"Now we can only see if Zhang's offering can persist until the state of King Yan's Lingkai is over."
"If you can hold on until that time, you are sure to take this one."
"On the contrary, it is dangerous."
Zheng Jian shook his head and said.
In mid air, there was another confrontation, and the two sides retreated in the air.
Zhang Yi left the flying mark in his hand.
In the fight with Zhao Wushuang, the long sword can cut magma, but the quality is low after all.
When he hit the back, there was a faint sign of melting. Fortunately, after this war, he could ask others to build a level 3 weapon.
Zhao Wushuang's strength is really good.
In the mid-term cultivation of the land, 20% of the artistic conception of fire and 10% of the artistic conception of wood cooperate with each other. Wood generates fire, and fire borrows wood more, playing higher damage.
In the state of King Yan, Zhang Yi really needs some effort to win the other party only by virtue of 20% sword intention and 10% thunder and wood artistic conception.
Another point is that Zhang Yi feels that his attack means are a little single.
At present, in the process of fighting, except for his successful level 3 thunder sword, he can't do any other martial arts.
It seems that the woody martial arts are overgrown and the wave sword technique is only a level 2 martial art.
The flame Sabre technique does not match the current Xiaocheng sword intention.
It's OK to meet an ordinary enemy. In case of a strong enemy in the territory, the means will be a little single.
Although Zhang Yi upholds that the realm is the foundation of everything, according to the current speed, it will take a long time to break through to the realm of heaven.
During this period of time, safety is a problem.
The so-called "sharpening the knife without mistaking the firewood cutter" has stronger strength and can obtain more resources.
I don't know how much the flesh can be strengthened after the blood spirit pool. If there is not much difference, I can directly accumulate cultivation points to the realm of flesh divine power, and then cultivate a wooden martial art.
Mainly sword repair.
Supplemented by two martial arts of thunder and wood, and the flesh body comparable to the earth.
In this way, we should also be able to cope with various challenges to the environment.
Zhang Yi thought.
.......
"Ha ha, what a pleasure!"
"I haven't been so hearty since the first war with Zheng Yuan." in the air opposite, Zhao Wushuang looked at Zhang Yi with great enthusiasm.
Zhang Yi looked up at Zhao Wushuang and smiled on his face.
"Now that the warm-up is over, I won't keep my hands below."
After a fierce battle and testing his achievements in the past six years, Zhang Yi decided not to stay.
To be fair, in front of Zhao Wushuang, in the state of King Yan, his comprehensive combat effectiveness is even higher than the women he met in Hessen Grand Canyon.
If Zhang Yi and Zhao Wushuang were matched six years ago, the odds of winning might be less than 50%.
But now
Zhang Yi's eyes were bright and looked at each other. The long sword in his hand made a slight trembling sound.
After feeling the intractability of Zhang Yi, Zhao Wushuang immediately decided to go all out and stop keeping his hand.Zhao Wushuang's eyes were sharp and his hands were quickly printed."The second of the four forms of the king of inflammation is the core of the king of inflammation!""The third of the four forms of the king of fire, the king of fire Lingkai!"As Zhao Wushuang began to display the martial arts of dayanzong and Zhenzong, his momentum suddenly rose.Compared with Chen lie, he can only play to the core of the second type of Yan king. As the strongest of the great Yan sect, Zhao Wushuang has undoubtedly reached a higher level of cultivation.In Zhao Wushuang's heart, there was a big fire, as if it was not a flesh and blood heart, but a high-temperature furnace with full power!Between heart contractions, a steady stream of burst energy spread through all limbs and bones, bringing a sense of unparalleled strength. Zhao Wushuang even had an invincible mood.On the surface of his body, steam was rising, as if he had turned into a stove burning.Then, on the surface of Zhao Wushuang's body, yellow and red magma began to flow.When the magma solidified and formed, it turned into a black gray spirit armor of appropriate size.The core of the Yan King provides sufficient energy for the warrior, while the spirit armor of the Yan King enhances the all-round strength of the warrior.To drive the spirit armor with the core and summon the king of inflammation to come is the core idea of the four styles of the king of inflammation.Unfortunately, it's too difficult to summon the king of inflammation. At least it's possible in the later stage of the territory.There are many dayanzong resources sitting on the flame mountains. At present, Zhao Wushuang can only practice the third style.In the middle of the air, after Zhao Wushuang performed the Yan Wang two or three moves, his physical momentum became stronger and stronger, and even suppressed Zhang Yi.Zhang Yi estimated that in such a state, Zhao Wushuang's strength might be comparable to elite combat power, which was somewhat unexpected to him.Of course, it's just a little surprised.In the face of Zhao Wushuang in such a state, Zhang Yi can turn defensive into offensive as long as he avoids fighting and waits until the other party's strong period has passed.Of course, there is another simpler way. As long as he sacrifices his Xiaocheng sword, his combat effectiveness will soar several times in an instant, and it will be easy to defeat Zhao Wushuang at that time.But it's rare to meet a martial artist who doesn't threaten himself and has good strength. How can Zhang Yi miss this opportunity to show his strength?Six years have passed since his battle in Hesse Grand Canyon.Now his strength is greatly enhanced, but he hasn't played once.At the moment, there was a suitable target in front of him, which really made him itch and happy.Thirty percent of the sword will not be used for the time being, but the rest of the means should be used, or the car may overturn.At this point, Zhang Yi's feet were a little empty, and he had already displayed his body method, lightning and thunder.Under the 10% artistic conception bonus of thunder, its speed is more rapid. It seems that it really incarnates a lightning to come and go freely, and there is thunder in the air.After several flashes of lightning, Zhang Yi moved to Zhao Wushuang's side and then cut out with a fierce sword."Tear."The vast sword light cuts through the void, leaving a beautiful track in the air and quickly cuts towards Zhao Wushuang."Come on!"At this time, Zhao Wushuang did not avoid and dodge. With a laugh, he greeted him with a fist.The fist carrying the flame smashed the sword light. Then Zhao Wushuang flashed close and bombarded him with a fist.Zhang Yi retreated half a step in the void, waved his long sword and flashed countless sword shadows in the air ahead.Sword shadow and fist shadow collide with each other, and then disappear from each other.One move was used, and then another. Both of them were absorbed and gave full play to their fighting skills.There is a sword in the air. From time to time, a deep trace is ploughed out on the wild wasteland, and the magma flame falls to the ground, which also corrodes a piece of land."Zhang Xianfeng is really powerful. He can play doubles with Zhao Wu in the state of yanwang Lingkai."Fang Lin looked at the two men fighting in the field and couldn't help sighing.He could have done so."But the situation is not so good." Zheng Jian frowned at the two people fighting fiercely in mid air."Although the two men attack back and forth in the open, Zhao Wushuang's defense is too strong when the spirit armor is attached to the body.""As a swordsman, Zhang Xianfeng has high attack and low defense. As long as Zhao Wushuang's attack falls on Zhang Xianfeng, it will be enough to hit him hard. On the contrary, Zhao Wushuang can rely on strong defense. In comparison, Zhang Xianfeng has less room for mistakes.""Now we can only see if Zhang's offering can persist until the state of King Yan's Lingkai is over.""If you can hold on until that time, you are sure to take this one.""On the contrary, it is dangerous."Zheng Jian shook his head and said.In mid air, there was another confrontation, and the two sides retreated in the air.Zhang Yi left the flying mark in his hand.In the fight with Zhao Wushuang, the long sword can cut magma, but the quality is low after all.When he hit the back, there was a faint sign of melting. Fortunately, after this war, he could ask others to build a level 3 weapon.Zhao Wushuang's strength is really good.In the mid-term cultivation of the land, 20% of the artistic conception of fire and 10% of the artistic conception of wood cooperate with each other. Wood generates fire, and fire borrows wood more, playing higher damage.In the state of King Yan, Zhang Yi really needs some effort to win the other party only by virtue of 20% sword intention and 10% thunder and wood artistic conception.Another point is that Zhang Yi feels that his attack means are a little single.At present, in the process of fighting, except for his successful level 3 thunder sword, he can't do any other martial arts.It seems that the woody martial arts are overgrown and the wave sword technique is only a level 2 martial art.The flame Sabre technique does not match the current Xiaocheng sword intention.It's OK to meet an ordinary enemy. In case of a strong enemy in the territory, the means will be a little single.Although Zhang Yi upholds that the realm is the foundation of everything, according to the current speed, it will take a long time to break through to the realm of heaven.During this period of time, safety is a problem.The so-called "sharpening the knife without mistaking the firewood cutter" has stronger strength and can obtain more resources.I don't know how much the flesh can be strengthened after the blood spirit pool. If there is not much difference, I can directly accumulate cultivation points to the realm of flesh divine power, and then cultivate a wooden martial art.Mainly sword repair.Supplemented by two martial arts of thunder and wood, and the flesh body comparable to the earth.In this way, we should also be able to cope with various challenges to the environment.Zhang Yi thought........"Ha ha, what a pleasure!""I haven't been so hearty since the first war with Zheng Yuan." in the air opposite, Zhao Wushuang looked at Zhang Yi with great enthusiasm.Zhang Yi looked up at Zhao Wushuang and smiled on his face."Now that the warm-up is over, I won't keep my hands below."After a fierce battle and testing his achievements in the past six years, Zhang Yi decided not to stay.To be fair, in front of Zhao Wushuang, in the state of King Yan, his comprehensive combat effectiveness is even higher than the women he met in Hessen Grand Canyon.If Zhang Yi and Zhao Wushuang were matched six years ago, the odds of winning might be less than 50%.But nowZhang Yi's eyes were bright and looked at each other. The long sword in his hand made a slight trembling sound.
