"Breaking through in the middle of a battle is an extraordinary feeling, not to mention that the breakthrough was a difficulty that had stuck with me for a long time."
Long Zhan raised his hands, and the two seemingly half-disabled hands were put together.
His whole body was covered in blood and flesh, but his basic functions were not affected.
Lin Ming nodded, "It's rare to see him. With an ordinary person's physique, let alone standing here, he might not even be able to speak."
"The bloodline of our Long family is different. The bloodline is inherited from real dragons, not just some brand-name products."
On the surface, Long Zhan looks miserable, like a miserable rag doll that has been broken, patched, broken, and patched again.
But surrounded by red blood, he was dignified and majestic.
"That punch just now was due to my negligence. I'll do it again." Long Zhan's body surface recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Soon, his body was as good as before, and a hint of tiredness flashed in his eyes.
Boom, boom, boom.
Long Zhan's whole body ignited with gas-like flames that were half gold and half red.
The fist intention is completely condensed into an artistic conception!
"Do you dare to take another punch, or should we just turn around and leave?"
Long Zhan clenched his fists and aimed his two sandbag-sized fists at Lin Ming with the backs of his hands.
There was a half-smile on his face, and he didn't look like a good person.
"Okay, just take one punch after another. Anyway, I didn't hit enough just now." Lin Ming smiled.
The wind was silent, whistling past their ears.
The next second, the two faced each other and each launched a charge.
boom! ! !
The two fists faced each other, and a huge wave of air burst out again, causing the terrain of Xiantian to collapse.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Ming's fist did not stop, and neither did Long Zhan's fist.
The two stood firmly and started beating each other wildly.
There was a tacit understanding, no defense, no dodge, just continuous fighting.
Lin Ming punched Long Zhan's chest several times, and Long Zhan responded with several punches to Lin Ming's abdomen.
Even if each other's fists brushed against each other, they would not parry, relying solely on their physical bodies to withstand each other's attacks.
There was an unspeakable fighting spirit in Lin Ming's eyes, and the seven-emotional sword intent was rising from his body.
Happiness, anger, worry, thought, fear, fear, and sadness are sometimes differentiated and sometimes integrated.
Lin Ming alternately used his fists and palms to attack, attack, and attack again.
The dragon battle is not much different.
Bang bang bang, bang bang bang, bang bang bang...
The two of them got closer while fighting, and after hundreds of seconds, they were almost touching each other, using their elbows, shoulders, knees, legs and feet together.
The confrontation became more and more fierce, and the reality of the battle could be seen in one shot.
"This is too fierce. The young master looks so handsome when he is not using a sword. He looks like he has an indescribable sense of violent beauty."
"Of course, you don't even see how strong my brother Ming is. A naked idiot has no idea how terrifying Brother Ming really is." The little guy raised his claws.
"Strong, really strong. This kind of physical strength is really too strong." The little monkey's mouth was filled with laughter, and there was longing in his eyes.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
Golden-red smoke drifted from every pore of Long Zhan.
The smoke gathered behind him, gradually outlining a lifelike eye.
"If you take this move, you will win."
Long Zhan continuously waved his fists with strong confidence in his voice.
"Thanks to today's battle with you Lin Ming, otherwise my fist intention would never be able to reach the level of artistic conception, and I would not be able to use the secret technique of my Long family."
"This sounds like a pretty bluffing move." Lin Ming smiled, and the divine symbols around his body floated out one after another.
When Long Zhan saw his divine writings, he was horrified beyond words.
All transcendent grade divine texts!
"What kind of evil monster are you? I have seen the most talented prodigies and the most arrogant prodigies in Tianyuan State, but their talents are not even worthy of holding your shoes in front of you."
Long Zhan was so surprised that he slowed down his fists by half a beat and received three consecutive punches from Lin Ming.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The punches hit the key points - temples, sword protrusions, and sea of qi.
The three major acupoints were attacked. If he hadn't been successful in body refining, and the Long family's different bloodline and natural physique were extraordinary, he would have probably jumped on the street.
Long Zhan gritted his teeth and held back his breath. The golden-red eyes condensed behind him became more vivid, even the details of the skin and hair were outlined.
The overwhelming evil aura came towards us, as if the second son of the dragon was strolling on a parade in the beginning of time immemorial, or like countless weapons gathering together with murderous aura in the long river of ancient times.
What Lin Ming saw with his eyes was that the towering eyelids seemed to be able to hold up the sky with the palm of his hand, and a look in his eyes seemed to make all things shrink and wither.
Extremely cruel!
His mental thoughts violently impacted, and Lin Ming's sea of consciousness stirred up huge waves.
"After all, you are just one move away from me. The Miaowu Realm is the Miaowu Realm. You understand the soul and understand the magical power. I am a step ahead of you in terms of realm. I can match it with my Dragon Family's secret skill - Yaju Killing. If you can survive, I, the Dragon Fighter, will be defeated. .”
Long Zhan shook his head, clenched his right fist, placed it in front of his chest, and formed a simple and clumsy fist posture.
His energy slowly condensed, and his right fist was like a blazing sun, lighting up with bright golden-red light.
Yu Qianqian showed his fangs and exclaimed: "It seems that one mountain is higher than the other, and each wave is stronger than the other. The young master is very fierce, but this one seems to be even stronger now."
The little monkey squeaked twice and pointed at the little guy.
Yu Qianqian turned around and said, "Little guy, why don't you rescue the young master? Don't you see that he is in an absolute disadvantage now?"
By removing the little guy, the mermaid and the little monkey are completely unsupervised, making it easier to run away.
However, from their perspective, when Lin Ming entered a dangerous situation, the little guy acted like he was fine.
His two eyes were filled with stars, staring at the battlefield for a moment.
On the heads of the little monkey and the fish Qianqian, each has a small wave hammer that floats and sinks, as if it will fall at any time.
The little guy swept his snow-white tail back and forth and said, "You all don't understand. This guy is a level above Brother Ming. There is no way he can beat Brother Ming."
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When he heard the little guy's words, his face twitched slightly.
Even if he was placed in Tianyuan State, there wouldn't be many people who would say that they would defeat him if they were at the same level as the prodigy of the Long family.
In a remote and backward area like Qingming State, you still can't defeat someone who is not as good as yourself?
When Long Zhan saw Lin Ming's divine writings, he admired his talent, but that didn't mean he didn't have pride in his heart.
"Hmph, the three inhumans over there, you can be witnesses and watch the victory or defeat determined by this punch."
Long Zhan's fist was full of force, and the huge golden red eye was suddenly poured into Long Zhan's right arm.
He stepped out, and when he landed, his fist fell towards Lin Ming's face.
At this time, above Lin Ming's sea of consciousness, the divine inscription "quiet" emitted a majestic purple rhyme, and the vast scene of three thousand miles was not known to outsiders at all.
The impact of mental thoughts is like encountering a natural enemy, fading like a tide.
The sea of consciousness suddenly became calm, like a bright mirror.
Lin Ming raised his hand without hesitation, but blocked Long Zhan's lightning-fast fist.
