Luo Yan was blocked by this, and Ruhong's momentum suddenly dropped. Zhan Yanglei took advantage of the situation to counterattack, and the spirit snake's twin spears spun towards Luo Yan!
"Tsk, tsk, it's a pity that this kid doesn't have enough kung fu!" Pei Taoyuan, who had a vicious eye, shook his head and sighed with regret, "If this move is used properly, Zhan Yanglei will be beaten even if he has reached the elementary level of Black Element.
If you are seriously injured, you will never be able to fight back halfway."
"Jin'er has just reached the peak of Ziyuan and is not familiar with the control of power. It is already very difficult to be able to exert it to this level." Mei Hechen said with a smile while stroking his beard.
"What's so great?" Chu Hanliang muttered quietly.
Chu Hantian glanced at him indifferently and said in a calm tone: "You'd better practice your deer-catching knife skills first." As he spoke, he had a slight coldness, and his sword eyebrows, which were lighter and thinner than ordinary people, lightly frowned, as if there was something in his heart.
Xiwudi sighed and looked at his father Chu Yuan with a somewhat complicated look.
He has never seen his father really smile since he was sensible. He never knew what his father was thinking. When the father and son met, they only talked about martial arts and official business. Sometimes he would get tired of this kind of life, but no one could
He said that he didn't know if other fathers and sons were like this, but in his impression, the young Murong Jin was very happy. Although he ridiculed Murong Jin for being a playboy, in fact, he was not without envy and jealousy in his heart.
When he was young, Murong Jin only treated cultivation as an accessory for play, but he was still held in the hands of the elders. The doting look when the sect leader put him on his neck and happily spun him around was not a pretense, but he could do it on his own.
He has been forced to practice kungfu by his father since he was a child, and he has sacrificed so much playing time. It can be said that he has never known what childhood is. Even so, his father still feels that it is not enough, and he has been pushing even harder recently.
He knows that his father has resentment in his heart, and he also knows his father's expectations for him, but sometimes he thinks about it, and his life is really boring...
On the stage, Luo Yan and Zhan Yanglei had already fought for dozens of rounds in the blink of an eye. Both of them had some moderate wounds, and the defense shield of the martial arts stage had already been opened, otherwise those with low strength would be affected and would not die.
Also disabled!
Thunder was rolling in the sky, and the ground was scorched. Luo Yan was blasted by the violent thunder and turned into disgrace, while Zhan Yang Lei was chopped to pieces by the Shattering Sky Knife. At this time, the two of them did not have the demeanor of young expert leaders at all. They were probably thrown into the street.
He would have to be detained by the city guard for disturbing the appearance of the city.
"The third stage of thunder tribulation - all three armies come out together!"
"The north wind blows and the white grass breaks! The ice melts! The gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away!"
…
As the number of thunder tribulations increased, Luo Yan suddenly felt a little powerless. Zhan Yang Lei's thunder attribute was naturally domineering, and he had stepped half a step into the black element. Each move of the thunder tribulation was stronger than the other.
It’s really hard at my current level!
Three consecutive moves were fired, and the three crazy thunders were barely consumed. The two people who fought hard were almost exhausted from exhaustion. They were sympathetic to each other at first, but after the blow, when they looked at each other, they were both looking at each other with eager eyes.
Red, murderous feeling
Luo Yan was holding the knife and breathing heavily. Although Zhan Yanglei was still standing, he was not much better, with a look of exhaustion on his face.
"It's broken, these two are going to fight hard!" Looking at the two people who temporarily turned off the flames, Shen Shiyi's expression changed drastically, and he quickly called to Elder Chu and said, "Old Chu, remember to protect the boy Jin later, I will be responsible.
That thunder boy!" With the current levels of the two people on the field, once they go all out, the aftermath of the battle will be enough to kill four or five blue elements!
Elder Chu nodded solemnly, staring at the field for a moment, ready to take action at any time.
As he spoke, Zhan Yanglei's silver-purple eyes were already radiating bright light, his aura was rising steadily, and he even rushed directly into the primary black element!
And Luo Yan is not to be outdone. His Shui Ming Sect cannot lack this kind of secret method, and the quality is not bad. At least it only takes a few days to practice after using it. However, like Zhan Yang Lei's secret method, 80% of it will have to withstand a slight decrease in strength or a recent period of time.
The sequelae of difficulty in internal advancement
"Wow! A junior black yuan, a half-step black yuan, what is going on?" There was an uproar on the field. I have seen people fighting, but I have never seen such a dedicated person!
"I'm a good boy. Fortunately, I didn't push this weird boy!" Bai Tang looked at Luo Yan, whose momentum was rising, and exclaimed, "What did this boy grow up on?"
"Oh my god, are you going to risk your life? No one will die?"
"Shit, didn't you see that the elders are ready for rescue? Don't worry, they won't let these two freaks get into trouble if anything happens to them!"
"The last move?" Zhan Yanglei looked at Luo Yan with a smile while trying to control the surging power, but with the tattered coat, he didn't even look cool at all.
Luo Yan nodded fiercely, sniffed and said: "The last move - by the way, when you look back, remember to use your thunderbolt to blow back my hairstyle!" At this time, someone's face was covered with black and gray, and his hair looked like that
It's like a chicken coop with tangled grass that has been blowing all winter, and the roots are still bent and raised...
Zhan Yanglei: "...Well, remember to pay for my coat..."
In fact, both of them know that the subtext is that if everyone uses this move, no one will have the strength to fight again, and the outcome can only be left to fate. Also, the two of them will be friends after the fight, and no one will die!
"The fourth stage of the thunder calamity - four hooves on the snow!" The rolling thunder clouds in the sky suddenly stopped, and then the pale thunderbolts continued to strike down. Amidst the rolling thunder, four giant purple lightning bolts fell suddenly, bringing the martial arts performance.
There was a shudder in the scene, and even those scenes felt a bit fragmented, which shows how powerful it is!
Luo Yan took a breath of air, "fourth level!"
The four ground lightnings dragged out a bright white lang on the ground almost at the same time, like a purple war horse trampling with snow hooves, and rushed towards Luo Yan quickly, intending to trap him in the middle and kill him!
Luo Yan stared closely at the four lightning bolts. When they were still a few steps away from him, and the strong winds and electric arcs they stirred up were already touching his cheeks, the Shattering Sky Knife suddenly waved, with an ancient atmosphere, like a dream.
The voice whispered: "In my name, sacrifice my blood, call on the power of ancient space, space - reverse!"
Suddenly, Luo Yan sprayed a mouthful of blood on the Shattering Sky Knife. The blood line on the blade became a little clearer again, with a strange red light. The whole knife shined brightly for a while, complementing the nearby thunder and lightning.
nice!
The Shattering Sky Knife waved gently, and a crystal column surrounded Luo Yan, reflecting four wild lightnings like an ice mirror, and even the flying edges were reflected clearly!
At this time, Zhan Yanglei's face changed, and a drop of cold sweat slowly slipped from his temples...