With the blessing of the seven fists of Tiangang, Ji Mubai, who turned into the shape of an ancient bell, is now suffering. Please read the book WｗΩＷ∮.

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The advantage of the Tiangang Golden Bell was originally terrifying destructive power generated by impacting the opponent, but now when encountering Lin Zhan, he has not had the chance to hit him, but instead he is surrounded and attacked by him.

Attack is an advantage, but it is a bit disadvantageous in defense.

Lin Zhan was doing a big break at this moment, and he was performing the Fire Fist without any fatigue. The essence of the first three styles was fully integrated, and one punch was even more fierce than the other.

A loud bang sound came from mid-air.

This is not a collision of flesh fists, but a dazzling flame and arc from the fist that constantly burns and erodes the opponent. The strength is the foundation, and the fist is the strengthening.

Ji Mubai's golden bell shrinks and becomes smaller and smaller, and its rotation is getting slower and slower.

"The fourth posture of Tiangang Seven Fist: Phantom..." Ji Mubai felt that he should change his move again, otherwise he would be beaten like Lin Zhan, and his body's nutrition would be almost impossible to keep up.

"Phantom, I'm so wet, let's end it!" Lin Zhan climbed to the top of the Golden Bell without waiting for him to change his moves and punched him!

Clam!

It was really like a big bell being shaken and shattered. The broken body was the spiritual power and blood that was scattered by Ji Mubai at this moment.

Ji Mu was gone, and the golden bell of Tiangang's seven fists had already dissipated. At this moment, he was still holding his fists high, maintaining the posture of resisting Lin Zhan's last heavy blow, but his body fell sharply, and finally hit the ground with a bang, causing the mountains and forests to shake and fall out of a deep pit. Please Ω∫ Read the bookＷｗ∫ＷＷ．

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After beating the turtle grandson, Lin Zhan adjusted his body, fell down quickly, continued to punch, and vowed to send Ji Mu out of the elimination area for free.

call out!

A silver-white light rushed over, and it was the sword energy in Fan Ning's hand swept through!

Lin Zhan turned over flexibly, avoided him, landed on the ground, and said coldly: "What, will you save your companions?"

With a spread of palms, the Mo Jian was holding it.

Although there are more than a dozen captured Burial Sword Peak swords in the space, the Mo Jian is used to it.

Even though I knew that after reaching the yellow level, the power of the ink sword was no longer enough, I was reluctant to change it for a while. This was also a kind of nostalgic mentality of Lin Zhan.

"Are you sure you want to use this mortal-grade sword?" Fan Ning hadn't hit the sword just now, and now he put the sword in front of him, stroked the pattern on the sword's edge, and said contemptuously.

"Haha, I haven't tried it, how do you know that your sword is better than mine?" Lin Zhan's heavy sword is on the ground. Such a momentum is really not comparable to that of a long sword.

"Then try!" Fan Ning waved his sword, and with a distance, he picked up a huge rock and flew towards Lin Zhan.

Lin Zhan did not dodge or avoid, jumped up against the huge rock, and finally in the air, he tapped his toes on the huge rock, and swept forward with the force. The ink sword that was filled with spiritual power, and instantly burst out the light of gold and silver mixed together on the wide and thick sword body. Please read the book WｗΩＷΩ.

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When Fan Ning saw this, he changed his relaxed expression and shook his wrist. The sword energy turned into red flowers and bloomed into a curtain.

The beautiful and beautiful red flowers, but with the breath of death, are so charming that they are so charming that they bloom into an endless sea of ​​flowers...

This is the sword technique of Burial Sword Peak that Fan Ning practiced: Thousand Flower Sword Formation.

A sword that can cast thousands of killing red flowers is the perfect result of the Thousand Flower Sword Formation, and can kill more than ten opponents of the same level at one time.

However, Fan Ning's Thousand Flower Sword Formation has not yet reached its peak, so he can only use one hundred red flower sword energy. If he deals with ordinary yellow ranks, it would be more than enough. However, although Lin Zhan is still in the second grade of the yellow rank, he is not an ordinary person.

It would be fine if he was not an ordinary person, but he also had the body shape and footwork of Fengyuyun, which is the most important point.

No matter what formation you face, degree and sensitivity are the key to breaking the formation.

When the Thousand Flower Sword Formation was formed, there were only one hundred murderous red flowers, covering the space where Lin Zhan was about to pass through. Lin Zhan just needed to avoid it.

The reason why sword flowers have become the sword flowers array is because these flowers are moving and jumping at any time.

Wind and rainy clouds are the best guarantee for moving ahead.

Fan Ningwu used the long sword in his hand, controlling the blooming and falling of the sword flowers from afar, defeating one by the other, sometimes like dense raindrops, sometimes like flying fire meteors, trying to trap Lin Zhan in the sea of ​​red flowers.

Kneel! Lin Zhan's ink sword collided with the first red flower. The sword energy on the surface of the ink sword seemed to spread out a ripples, with a kind of ripples on the surface of the lake.

Such a sword energy flower is not too powerful. Lin Zhan immediately realized that as long as he was not allowed to get close to him, there would be no threat at all.

Moreover, Fan Ning's energy was dispersed among the hundreds of sword flowers. If he was divided and attacked like this, it would probably be a little longer and would be exhausted in the end.

Clam...

Lin Zhan accelerated the attack of the ink sword in his hand, and his body shuttled through the hundreds of red flower sword energy like flowing light. He made continuous moves and instantly destroyed twenty or thirty small-scale flowers.

Seeing that this was not very good, Fan Ning immediately adjusted the sword formation. The red flowers quickly changed their trajectory, blended in two and amplified the volume several times. Within one breath, all the remaining red flowers completed this fusion process.

When the size becomes larger, the power will naturally increase by more than twice.

It is more difficult for Lin Zhan to attack these red flowers, but this is obviously not enough!

It was just a waste of energy. Lin Zhan was able to break the formation in this way and could appreciate the exquisiteness of the formation. He also became very interested in it and researched it while cracking it.

When Fan Ning saw it, he was suddenly furious. The time went by, and his spiritual power was being consumed continuously.

He made a fuss in his heart, gritted his teeth and changed the Flower of Sword Qi again. He wanted to win by quantity and suffered from it. It would be better to deal with it with quality, which may make Lin Zhan, a thorn in his eyes, suffer a lot.

Wow! The Thousand Flowers Sword Formation suddenly withdrew from the curtain of the sea of ​​flowers, and many red flowers condensed together and turned into the shape of a huge golden flower lotus platform.

The lotus platform was rotating, with a golden light, dazzling and sharp pressure, coming towards Lin Zhan as a hood.

Lin Zhan swung his body away, and smiled and said, "Grandson, women like flowers, you are playing very well!"

"Lin Zhan, I will kill you today!" Fan Ning was very angry, and was even more furious at this moment.

The huge golden flower lotus platform chased Lin Zhan, dragging a long red light.

"Hehe, this lotus platform seems to be made up of the spiritual power in Fan Ning's body. If it is absorbed, I wonder if it will make him angry to death?" Lin Zhan couldn't help but think of it while moving, and his spiritual consciousness penetrated into the white bone tower in the space to observe its recovery...

As the Golden Flower Lotus Platform approached, Lin Zhan turned around and slashed down with a sword, causing the lotus platform to flip and fly back several feet. This made Fan Ning feel nervous and angry. He changed to holding the sword in both hands, focusing all his spiritual power, controlling the lotus platform to explode with the strongest pressure and blasting towards Lin Zhan.
Chapter completed!