Chapter 189 If you want to play, I will play you to death!
These monks were all in their own hands, either alone or several people gathered together. Obviously, they were not from the same group. Most of them were attracted by this terrifying energy fluctuation.
Everyone was talking about who was fighting for miles away, which could cause such powerful fluctuations. Some monks who vaguely guessed that they were just a little bit unanswered and kept silent...
In a corner of the void, two people stood up, a gray-haired old man and a burly middle-aged man. From the clothes and the invisible temperament, it is not difficult to see that neither of them is simple.
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"Father, will it be a friend in the battle ahead?" Zhan Jianghe frowned, looked at the sky where the fluctuations came from, and whispered to the old man beside him.
"It must be him. Those descendants of the Holy Land went to the secret place of the enemy's family just to find him. If they hadn't met a friend, they wouldn't have fought. Besides the strong and indomitable friend, the entire Eastern Region,
, How many people dare to confront those holy and demons openly?" Zhan Qingtian said with a serious expression, but his old eyes that should have been turbid were flashing slightly.
These two are the father and son of the Zhan family. Since they guessed that Fang Yan would come to the enemy, they thought for a long time and finally decided to come and take a look. Maybe they could help, but they didn't expect to encounter such a situation...
"Father, then... are we just waiting here? Should we go..." Zhan Jianghe's tone was extremely heavy, revealing deep concerns. At the end, he looked around cautiously, but he did not finish it completely.
, seems very scruples.
Zhan Qingtian shook his head gently, and a trace of helplessness appeared in his sharp old eyes, and he said, "No, we can't help at all, we can only rely on himself for this matter... Let's not talk about the power behind the Holy Sons and Demons.
As long as we waved our Zhan family, we said that any of the holy sons and demons had entered the realm of attracting us, and they were comparable to our cultivation. The cultivation of the top beings are all top-level existences, not me at all.
What can be compared with others, let alone that they all brought the Holy Treasure to the birth this time, so we just go to help the little friend? Haha... it's not enough. We can't help the little friend anymore..." Zhan Qingtian smiled mockingly
Laughing, as these words were spoken, a little bitterness spread in his mouth.
Even though they knew that Fang Yan was fighting hard in front of him, maybe it was just between life and death, but they couldn't go to help and did not dare to come forward to help. Only they knew the helplessness and guilt in their hearts...
"Maybe... I won't be in danger... Maybe someone will help him. Let's go, let's make some preparations. Although we can't fight with him, we may be able to help." Zhan Qingtian heard
With the constant fluctuations and sudden sounds coming from the sky, I secretly guessed in my heart that after fighting for so long, it must be that the strength of the two sides was not much different. After thinking for a while, I suddenly said thoughtfully against Jiang He.
After saying that, he flew into the distance first and instantly left the crowd. Zhan Jianghe looked at his father's back, as if he had guessed something, and he didn't say anything, followed closely...
Several miles away from everyone, there was still a constant roar in the void in the secret place of the enemy, with light flashing, dazzling and dazzling, and violent energy kept pouring and colliding in the void...
With the power of the Extreme Holy Treasure and his magical and strange magical powers, Zhou Dashen fought with three holy sons with similar cultivation levels to him. Although he had a slight trend of falling, he never appeared.
There should be no big problem if there is any dangerous situation, if you persist for a while, it should be a problem.
Relatively speaking, Fang Yan's situation is much better than that of Master Zhou, but it is much more thrilling.
I saw that he and the Saint Son of Tianwu were extremely shocked in melee battles. They all attacked with all their strength. The fists and feet drove the whistling of the wind, almost to the extreme, and it was difficult to see clearly with the naked eye. Their melee skills were also real.
The reaction is extremely fast. Every time he goes to the edge and avoids the opponent's attack. Anyone who cares about his carelessness will be hit directly.
Fang Yan has changed from the initial shock to the current surging fighting spirit. This is the first melee person he has encountered since his debut. He is the first person he can persist under the storm of his "Dragon War" attack.
Hundreds of moves but have not been hit, not only this, but more rare is that under his own dense attack, the opponent can attack and defend freely without any confusion, the moves are tightly linked, extremely smooth, and without falling.
A little down the peak.
The characteristics of the "Dragon War" make Fang Yan more and more brave as he fights. The speed and strength of his fists are getting faster and faster. The blue and red lights are slightly weak, which is very beautiful and adds some power to his fists.
The Saint Son of Tianwu looked cold, and his movements accelerated a little. He still blocked the opponent's attack in an orderly manner, and at the same time grabbed the neutral counterattack. There was no sign of exhaustion and discomfort, but his eyes flashed.
After a hint of horror, he was shocked by the boy since the melee battle. He never thought that this boy's melee battle would be so terrifying that he could go through so many rounds under the attack method he was best at.
And he didn't look at all unsupported, this was a situation he had never encountered before...
Feeling the boy's increasingly fierce attack and the almost pathological anger appeared on his face, the Saint of Tianwu couldn't help but feel a hint of fear in his heart...
"Enough." The Saint Son of Tianwu suddenly shrank, and the fist he swung out shook in the void, and strands of Taoist patterns suddenly appeared, which increased his fist force several times, and was extremely powerful.
"You can't help it, you've started to use the Taoist pattern. I thought you were planning to stop using the power of the Heavenly Dao." Fang Yan sneered at the corner of his mouth, and he didn't feel scared. While the other party used the Taoist pattern, he also used the Taoist pattern.
It proves that his melee skills are nothing more than that.
"Hmph!" Tianwu Saint Son snorted coldly, and his fist hit Fang Yan's chest.
Fang Yan raised his left arm, and a rich blue-red light covered it, bringing out a fierce blocking of the sound of breaking the wind.
"Bang!" The two collided, Fang Yanzhi felt his arms numb, and his body couldn't help but relax. He cursed in his heart: "Damn it, it's powerful that the power of the way of heaven is powerful. This power is several times greater than the one just now.
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Just as Fang Yan was slowing down, a fierce light flashed in the eyes of the Saint Saint of Tianwu flashed. The right fist that had just been withdrawn suddenly attacked again, shouting: "Shocking Fist!"
I saw his fist's light suddenly flourishing, and a terrifying aura emanated. As the fist hit, the wind made a slight hissing sound, as if it was about to crack, and a stream of air slapped.
Fang Yan's face made him feel very painful. The power of this blow was countless times stronger than a normal punch, which was terrifying.
Fang Yan suddenly burst into his heart, and he reacted instantly. Without any time to think about anything, he directly raised his fist and blasted forward: "Yunlong's inch strike!"
His reaction was once again beyond the expectations of the Saint Son of Tianwu.
"Bang..." The two equally hard fists hit each other together, and a burst of air suddenly splashed, and the air twisted, and the entire space around it seemed to tremble.
"Puchi." Fang Yan couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his whole arm felt like a bone crack, and a slight blood overflowed from the skin of his arm. Fang Yan's body was hit by the powerful force
Fly backwards.
He endured the pain, stretched out his left arm quickly, grabbed the other person's wrist, pulled it hard, and stopped his figure in place.
Seeing the Saint of Tianwu who looked slightly pale and did not feel the serious injury, Fang Yan was shocked. He actually lost this battle, and the "Yunlong Cun Strike" was actually defeated by the opponent's "Shocking Fist"?
"You are really tenacious. If you lower your level, you can actually take over my "Shocking Fist"!" There was an unconcealed surprise on the cold face of the Saint Saint of Tianwu, and at the same time, he shook his life in a hidden way.
The pain in his right arm, it was obvious that the pair of bombs just now was not as vague as it seemed on the surface.
Just as the two of them paused slightly, a huge "boom" sound suddenly came from the little beast and Qingxiang'er, which made Fang Yan turn his head in shock. He saw the black veiled woman, Holy Treasure, slashing violently, causing transparent light.
The cover shook violently, and a crack appeared instantly. The little beast inside was constantly pinching its claws. There was a faint scarlet blood on its mouth. The little face was full of anxiety and jumped into the light cover.
I rushed away, and finally finally stabilized the shattered light shield, and the crack gradually healed...
Fang Yan was very angry, and the rage could not be suppressed. He shouted at the black veil woman in anger: "If you dare to touch a hair of their hair, we Fang Yan will not spare you!"
"You are crazy again..." The black veil woman glanced at Fang Yan with resentment, then smiled and said, "Gee... Don't worry, I won't hurt them..." After the numb words, the black veil woman started offering sacrifices again
The Holy Treasure slashed away again, and did not take Fang Yan's words to heart at all.
"Bastard!" Fang Yan cursed angrily, his figure flashed rapidly, and he was about to rush over there.
"Hmph! Don't leave any stones, hand over the Great Void Technique, don't go anywhere!" The Saint Son of Tianwu quickly intercepted Fang Yan's way and punched Fang Yan in the face.
"Bang." In desperation, Fang Yan was beaten up, and blood was constantly ejaculated from his mouth and nose.
"Bastard! If you want to play, I will play you to death!" Fang Yan didn't care about the blood on his face. His eyes were almost spitting out of fire when he looked at the Saint of Tianwu. His face showed a kind of fear that made people feel like
A wild beast-like crazy look.
At this time, Qingxiang'er and the little beast were in a critical moment, but they had no way to support him. A surging anger could not be suppressed and rolled in their hearts. He hated the person in front of him to the extreme.
"Go to die!" Fang Yan waved his fist and swung it desperately. He used all his strength to this punch.
"Bluff!" The disdainful voice of the Saint of Tianwu came out, but his hands were blocked quickly and quickly, and the Taoist patterns also flashed.
Fang Yan is a completely desperate way to play, with a big move, and his moves are full of strength. No matter whether your Taoist pattern is flashing or powerful, he seems to be unable to feel the pain, and he swings his hand without stopping, he gives up
Defence is just a constant attack. Whenever the Martial Saint Son counterattacks, he pretends that he doesn't see it. He just acts like a life-threatening attack and attacks on his own. As long as you can hit me, I will definitely hit you!
Fang Yan is now trying to fight with him, competing for physical strength, and whoever can resist can win! And this method is the most effective and fastest!