boom!
A stream of yellow and white light burst out, then dimmed after a moment, leaving only layers of earth-like darkness, swallowing up those white bubbles. The number of white bubbles became less and less, and Zeng Fan's body gradually relaxed. Back to how it was.
Creak, creak, creak!
The muscles, skin and bones were bent and stretched by the sword move just now. Even if Zeng Fan was full of endless killing intent towards Long Yun at this moment, he couldn't help but be afraid. If he had been half a minute slower, he would have been twisted into a stick-like corpse.
I moved my body and looked at the Kyushu in front of me. This world was very different from before. It seemed to be full of...
There are strange balls everywhere, one bigger than the other, and one smaller than the other.
The white air is like bubbles waved by Long Yun, entangled upwards, mixed with a faint yellow in the process.
That is…………?
Long Yun’s black gold sword!
The blade of the sword seems to be covered with a layer of golden sand, blocking the white inside, and there is also a layer of black outside. If you look carefully, that layer of black is actually white gas!
From the distant outside, it seemed that power was constantly being input here. The powerful impact was far greater than the sword moves swung by Long Yun, but there seemed to be something in between. There was a sudden pause, and then the power was greatly reduced, leaving only a very weak one. A wisp of it floated over.
However, just this ray, injected into Zeng Fan, seemed to control everything.
He punched suddenly, and the flesh and blood fist met Long Yun's sword blade, and the two sides fought evenly.
"Um?"
What Zeng Fan could control was only the white energy, and the amount reached the extreme, but it was not his own power, but came from the entire world. He pumped a large amount of white energy into it with his fist, forming a column as big as his fist and reaching Long Yun. Inside is the white energy that keeps gathering, simple and pure!
boom!
boom!
boom!
Long Yun slashed at Zeng Fan with his sword, Zeng Fan blocked it with his fist, and attacked Long Yun with his other hand. Long Yun raised his sword to block, and at the same time, he released his force downwards, staggering an inch away and slashing at Zeng Fan. At the same time, he waved his fists to deflect the sword blade, and relied on the powerful impact to stabilize his body. The moment he knocked back Long Yun, he bullied himself up, first disrupted Long Yun's figure with the wind of his fist, and then quickly punched. Every punch condensed the white energy into a column and rushed towards Long Yun. Not only that, there were also black ripples on his body. Part of the column rushed towards the inside and outside, and then rushed towards Long Yun from the outside and inside. Long Yun seemed to be bound by thousands of chains. Entangled, unable to find any space to dodge.
Long Yun felt a powerful impact, hitting his body like a drum. His muscles, skin and bones were trembling slightly. The strange and illusory scene made Long Yun feel more at ease. From that moment to now, he has finally waited. A situation that should have occurred.
If the seal hadn't been too powerful, this situation would have been over Kyushu.
"Chaos Daluotian!"
The chaotic attack was faced with even more chaotic sword energy, spurting out from all directions. The sword energy set off by the sword move also carried layers of white energy, forming the same white bubbles as before, from the inside to the outside, from From the outside to the inside, the cylindrical white air hits it, as if passing through a ring and arriving at another place, either inside or outside, but rushing in the opposite direction to Long Yun.
It's like unloading force, not blocking or avoiding it, but pulling these forces to other places.
"Phew! So awesome!"
Zeng Fan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the other party was so powerful. He relied on the supreme treasure book, the Heavenly Demon Strategy, but what did the other party rely on?
A genius?
Are there so many differences between people?
The extremely strong desire to kill was mixed with some jealousy, and the demon seed in Zeng Fan's body thrived, wildly devouring these human beings' disdainful emotions.
But this is exactly what the devil likes.
Long Yun avoided the attack, and Zeng Fan punched again. The growth of the demon species brought stronger power. Each punch forcibly pulled the white air floating in the sky to form a column. Before, he punched one by one, but now it involves There were too many and one column could not bear it, so dozens or hundreds of columns were scattered around the fist, focusing on one point to attack Long Yun.
Whoops!
The strong wind is more solid than the gathering energy, locking Long Yun tightly like a broad road, followed by a powerful impact that destroys the world.
Long Yun raised his sword in front of him, and the yellow and white light suddenly appeared. The sword energy was like a candle under the strong hurricane, and it was in a state of silence. But when the sword was swung forward, the sword energy suddenly disappeared. Time comes from countless places, carrying countless yellow and white auras. It is very similar to Zeng Fan, except that one is pulled from the sky and the other is pulled from all directions except the sky.
"Chaos Daluotian!"
Long Yun condensed the scattered attack sword energy into a straight line, reducing the range and increasing the intensity and impact.
The south, east, west, inside and outside face the sky!
boom!
With a violent roar, the two sides clashed with each other. No one wanted to let it go. In the end, they reached a tie. The impact formed an arc and stopped between the two, knocking them back.
Buzz!
The whirlwind visible to the naked eye rotates in the void, constantly releasing a large amount of impact. The white air hits the surrounding rocky land randomly like a whip. If an outsider appears next to you at this moment, I am afraid he will be frightened by this strange scene. How can the wind be in the original place? The ground is spiraling and scraping, and what are those ravines slapped on the ground randomly?
Crack!
The steady and identical impact only lasts for a moment. The person applying the force does not inject power into it. Even if it is extremely powerful, it will not last too long.
Buzz!
But a moment later, the same whirlwind appeared again, with cracks covering the entire mountain peak. The insects hiding inside fled in panic, and some of them were crushed and fused with the soil and fell into a deeper place.
Long Yun swung his sword again, and Zeng Fan swung his fist again. The two sides fought again. The skills of the moves were used to increase the strength and impact. If you want to cause damage, it depends on whose power is stronger and more durable.
Crack!
The whirlwind dissipated and the two continued to fight!
Buzz!
Crack!
Long Yun struck out with a sword, and Zeng Fan struck out with a punch. The two sides exchanged blows for nearly a hundred moves. In the end, Long Yun was still on the spot, and Zeng Fan was knocked away.
"Why?"
The power that the demon seed brought to Zeng Fan was still improving steadily, but Zeng Fan had reached his limit.
The muscles were stretched to the limit, and the power that could be carried was also reached to the limit. Unlike Long Yun, Zeng Fan relied more on the demon species to transmit power from another place. He was just an ordinary person, and what he waited for beyond the limit was not stronger. , but a complete collapse!
Snapped!
A crisp sound came, and a tendon that had been turned over was broken!
Bang bang!
Immediately afterwards, the muscles and blood vessels in the body burst open, showing signs of being scattered.
"Oops!"
Zeng Fan immediately realized that he had reached his limit. It might be that the demon said it was uncontrollable, but he had just punched as he pleased, so why did this happen again? Shouldn't it be that he has complete control over the power? Why is the other person okay?
Zeng Fan didn't understand why Long Yun had been fighting against him for so long, but his energy and blood were always at their peak without any signs of consumption.
Are there still secrets above the virtual realm?
Seeing Zeng Fan stop, Long Yun saw the clues and asked with a smile: "Has it reached the limit?"
Zeng Fan: "Humph, today's defeat is due to my lack of practice. It may not be like this when you and I fight in the future!"
retreat?
Zeng Fan mobilized his energy and blood to forcibly stabilize the muscles in his body that were about to collapse. At this moment, the only way he could think of was to wait until later. No matter how strong Long Yun was, he might not be able to stop him from leaving.
"You want to leave?"
"What? Can you still stop me?"
"Ha ha!"
