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Eight hundred and tenth chapter three emperors cannon hammer

Everyone dispersed automatically and stood in a circle around the arena shaped like a sword mountain.

"Since Master Lin has no objection, let's start now." Yan Lingtian took off his shoes and socks and said to Lin Chong in a deep voice.

Afterwards, he leaped a little under his feet, jumped into the air, like a big bird, passing several feet away, and landed lightly at the top of the Knife Mountain.

The sharp tip of the knife could not pierce the skin of Yan Lingtian's soles. His arms were hanging beside him, and his spine was straight, and naturally exuded the grand manners of Yuan Liyue Zhi.

After getting on the Daoshan Mountain, Yan Lingtian's eyes closed slightly and he never looked at Lin Chong again.

Lin Chong also took off his coat and shoes, first handed the coat to Chen Qing standing behind him, and then placed the shoes neatly beside him, then took a calm step and climbed the Knife Mountain.

"Master, please be careful."

Chen Qing looked worried and hugged Lin Chong's coat and whispered to remind him.

"I'll go back."

Lin Chong's tone was calm and gentle.

A cold and tingling feeling came from the soles of his feet. Lin Chong silently used his internal strength, and his feet instantly became harder than steel, and he no longer felt any discomfort.

He stepped on the tip of the knife and strode forward, walking towards Yan Lingtian who was standing at the top of the knife mountain.

"Swish!"

When Lin Chong stepped on his feet, sparks burst out from the soles of his feet, and the friction sounds that made people's scalp numb.

However, even so, Lin Chong's every step was still extremely steady. He soon arrived in front of Yan Lingtian and stood with his hands down.

The atmosphere gradually solidifies.

A feeling of a storm coming was heavy in everyone's hearts.

They all subconsciously held their breath and focused their attention on Lin Chong and Yan Lingtian, not daring to make even a slight sound, for fear of disturbing the two people who were about to fight.

Su Changkong stood in a corner of the martial arts hall, surrounded by Dai Min and Hong Zhenxuan. As the initiator of this competition, he felt particularly distressed and was rarely worried about gains and losses.

He hoped that Yan Lingtian could win, but he was worried that the result was not what he wanted. After all, he knew better than the people present.

Although Yan Lingtian himself is 70% sure to defeat Lin Chong, in Su Changkong's view, the victory or defeat between Yan Lingtian and Lin Chong is only between 55 and 5.

However, even if he is only 50% sure, Su Changkong is willing to take a gamble. After all, except Yan Lingtian, he cannot find a more powerful expert.

On the Knife Mountain.

Yan Lingtian suddenly opened his eyes, and two dazzling lights burst out, without any warning, and a huge and sharp aura rose from his body!

"Boom!"

Everyone seemed to hear a thunderclap!

Yan Ling's body was covered in windless clothes, and her body swelled like a balloon. In the blink of an eye, she turned from an ordinary middle-aged man to a tall and burly strong man.

Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound!

As a top master at the peak of Huajin, Yan Lingtian has also mastered the secret method of tying the body of the tiger and leopard thunder sound.

After entering the state of the tiger and leopard thunder, Yan Lingtian's height was nearly two meters, and his loose training suit was almost burst. The strong and sturdy muscle profile under the clothes could be vaguely seen. The exposed arms were like steel cast iron, and every inch of muscle

It seems to be full of explosive power.

He opened his palm and clenched it tightly again. The air exploded in his palm, making a dull explosion.

"Bang!"

Yan Lingtian moved his body a few times, and his internal strength activated rapidly, urinating blood and blood throughout his body. A white mist appeared on the surface of his skin. Among them, the fog above his head was the thickest, strands, condensed but not dissipated.

"Master Lin, we use this sword mountain as the boundary. Anyone who is beaten down loses, what if he loses?" Yan Lingtian spoke slowly, his voice like a fight between gold and iron, stabbing people's eardrums.

"Can."

Lin Chong had no expression on his face. Looking at Yan Lingtian, who had changed his appearance, he felt heavy pressure for the first time.

The strong man at the peak of Huajin is indeed not comparable to ordinary masters.

"But... this is the battle I long for!"

A thought flashed through Lin Chong's mind, and the long-silent blood boiled again. Two balls of flames called fighting spirit suddenly ignited in his calm and deep pupils.

Yan Lingtian took two steps back, pulled his posture away, stood steadily on two sharp knives, one arm stretched forward, the other arm was hidden on the waist, five fingers bent slightly, and the energy locked firmly on Lin Zhong, at any time

You can use a thunder attack.

The rich combat experience made Yan Lingtian understand that lions fight rabbits and use all their strength. No matter what kind of opponent they face, they should not be careless, otherwise they will capsize in the gutter.

Besides, Lin Chong's strength is not much inferior to his, and there is no room for carelessness at all.

Just as Yan Lingtian was about to take action, Lin Chong had also adjusted his breathing and his energy entered the best state.

"call out!"

Lin Chong opened his lips slightly and took a deep breath.

This breath was extremely long, like a giant whale sucking water, as if it was about to absorb the air around it, its chest was bulging at a level visible to the naked eye, and everyone seemed to hear the sound of air flowing in their ears.

After taking that breath, Lin Chong closed his mouth, split his legs slightly, and posed a dragon-tiger boxing stance. His legs were like dragon coils, his body was like tiger squatting, and his whole body shook and shook!

“Buzz!”

A continuous thunder sound suddenly sounded in Lin Zhong's body.

The sound is not as amazing as Yan Lingtian, but it is even more exquisite, like spring rain coming into the night, moistening things silently.

Amid the inaudible thunder, Lin Chong's body suddenly expanded and rose, and instantly became a giant whose size was not inferior to Yan Lingtian. His eyes were like searchlights, and his brilliance shot out half a foot away, and his whole body was like a swath of an explosion.

The volcano dissipates endless heat.

"Tiger and Leopard Thunder Spirit! Unexpectedly, Master Lin actually practiced Tiger and Leopard Thunder Spirit!"

Under the ring, Huang Haichuan clenched his fists, his heart beat violently, and it was almost difficult to control himself.

Hong Zhenxuan's face was as deep as water, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes, and he gently stroked his nose with one hand. This was his subconscious action when he was thinking: "This young man named Lin Chong is really talented and practiced at a young age.

It is probably not easy for Yan Lingtian to defeat him if he becomes a tiger and leopard Lei Yin."

"If it were me, how likely would I win?"

Thinking of this, Hong Zhenxuan's face became more serious unknowingly.

Lin Chong and Yan Lingtian confronted silently, and no one took the initiative.

When masters fight, they often determine the outcome of life and death in an instant. Therefore, if you don’t take action, you will be shocking.

Time passes slowly.

Just when everyone thought the deadlock would continue, Yan Lingtian suddenly moved.

"Swish!"

His body shook, like a shift in shape and position. In the blink of an eye, he came to Lin Chong. His speed was so fast that he could not describe it as "moving like a rabbit."

Taking advantage of the forward rush, Yan Lingtian held his chest and pulled his back, sank his shoulders and elbows, and punched out with a fierce punch!

The force is like a cannon, and the action is like a pounding!
Chapter completed!
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