"Shameless talk!"
Lu Feiyang snorted coldly and grabbed Wang Dachun with his big hand. As soon as he grabbed it, the air seemed to become much thicker and the gravity seemed to increase a lot.
The air was squeezing towards Wang Dachun, as if to squeeze him out of the world, as if Wang Dachun was redundant.
This is the effect caused by Lu Feiyang's magic power being too powerful and directly squeezing and concussing the air with his magic power.
Wang Dachun's expression changed. As the saying goes, an expert will know when he makes a move. Lu Feiyang's strength is much stronger than King Chu Ba, and he is his biggest enemy.
Among the Sons of God of the Crimson Fire Sect, every time one goes up in the ranking, the strength becomes much stronger.
Lu Feiyang is the third-ranked Son of God, so you can imagine how powerful he is.
brush!
Wang Dachun shook his body and struck out with a palm. His palm was soft and soft, as if struck by a drunk man. It had no strength at all, like a weak willow supporting the wind. However, this palm broke Lu Feiyang's "power" ".
Lu Feiyang's catch just now seemed simple, but it actually contained a hidden secret. If Wang Dachun was at a disadvantage with one move, he might be in a passive state for the rest of the fight.
Once two people with similar strength fall into a passive situation, it will be difficult for them to come back. Wang Dachun has rich fighting experience and knows how powerful it is.
The palm he used just now is called Cotton Palm, which is related to Xie Shen. This palm seems to imply the Tao of Tai Chi. Wang Dachun feels that Tai Chi is a kung fu that is infinitely close to the Tao.
Wang Dachun turned his palm and a writing brush appeared in his hand. This pen was Ma Liang's magic pen. He wrote the word "Zhan" in two strokes. The word "Zhan" suddenly turned into a big knife and fiercely moved towards Lu Feiyang.
Lu Feiyang snorted coldly and slapped the big sword in half, but soon Wang Dachun wrote the word "sword" again, and the sword came towards Lu Feiyang to kill him head-on.
Then Wang Dachun wrote down "ghosts, demons, gods, and even black and white impermanence" and so on. Suddenly all the monsters came out and surrounded and killed Lu Feiyang.
For a while, he was very busy. This Ma Liang magic pen seemed to be increasing in power as Wang Dachun's strength increased.
"Hmph, what a trick!" Lu Feiyang snorted coldly and blasted all the demons and monsters with one punch. Wang Dachun's Ma Liang Magic Pen may be able to deal with ordinary masters, but it is not enough to deal with masters like Lu Feiyang.
brush! brush! brush!
Wang Dachun's Great Cutting Technique was launched, and suddenly the sky was filled with wind blades, sharp swords, and tough swords, cutting in all directions. At the same time, the Great Dry Rong Technique was also launched, half withered and half withered, acting on Lu Feiyang.
It made him feel extremely uncomfortable. Although the Great Cutting Technique was sharp, it was tangible and he could resist it. The Great Withering Technique made him very uncomfortable. This kind of Taoist technique was simply hard to guard against.
Wang Dachun used Ma Liang's magic pen to write another word "curse" in the air. This curse word was a combination of his great curse technique and Ma Liang's magic pen. The power was greatly increased, and the two "mouths" of the word "curse" suddenly became There were two mouths cursing incessantly.
Lu Feiyang suddenly felt panicked. The two mouths, one on the left and the other on the right, kept cursing in his ears, as if he had done something outrageous.
The last two mouths entered Lu Feiyang's sea of consciousness and continued to curse.
"Fuck!"
Lu Feiyang snorted coldly, is it over yet? Are you still scolding?
I scolded your sister!
"Humph, the hymn of death!"
Lu Feiyang snorted coldly, and suddenly a dark sickle appeared in his hand, and he slashed towards Wang Dachun. When the sickle was slashed out, a hymn of praise suddenly sounded all around. This hymn was not a praise of life, but a praise of death, a praise from the God of Death.
Praise from the God of Death was definitely not a good thing, and Wang Dachun felt a death crisis welling up in his heart.
Artifact!
Wang Dachun instantly judged that the dark sickle was an artifact, and it was an artifact with great lethality.
There are many types of artifacts, with varying powers. For example, Wang Dachun's Death Gate Bell is a defensive magic weapon, but its attack power is a little less interesting.
This death scythe should be one of those artifacts with extremely lethal power. It is also very weird and can harvest lives instantly.
"Haha, as soon as the flying death sickle comes out, Wang Dachun is definitely dead now!"
"Yes, the Death Scythe is an artifact refined by the God of Death. It is rich in dark attributes. Feiyang had a narrow escape to get this scythe. Once the scythe comes out, it will definitely harvest lives."
"Yes, that Wang Dachun is dead!"
Li Huo and others from the Scarlet Fire Sect were secretly communicating with each other. In their eyes, Wang Dachun was dead now!
Boom!
Just when everyone thought Wang Dachun was certain to die, Wang Dachun suddenly used the funeral bell. As soon as the bell rang, a powerful sound wave was formed. The sound wave directly set off a wave of energy storm and swept towards the death sickle.
This is a new function that Wang Dachun discovered. It turns out that the Death Gate Bell can still be used in this way.
Sonic attack artifacts are actually very destructive. Wang Dachun only kept the Death Gate Bell because he liked its large-scale destruction.
brush! brush! brush!
Next, the Death Scythe and the Death Gate Bell fought in the air, and for a while it seemed that there was no winner.
"What! This little beast Wang Dachun actually has a magical weapon?"
Li Huo and others were originally confident of winning, but they didn't expect Wang Dachun to also take out the artifact. This time they really didn't expect it.
The two artifacts were fighting in the air. The fight between Wang Dachun and Lu Feiyang was also very fierce. The two were of equal strength. It seemed that it would not be easy to decide the winner.
"Feiyang, I'm here to help you!" At this moment, a monk from Lingxin Temple flew directly onto the ring. This was the Lantern Arhat from Lingxin Temple.
The faces of the Shen family members changed, "Hey, the people from Lingxin Temple are so shameless, they actually fought two against one!"
"Yes, that thief monk, what do you mean by intervening in the middle of the fight?"
"I think Lingxin Temple has completely embarrassed you!"
Even Shen Teng looked ugly, "Master Fahai, what do you mean by Lingxin Temple? Wang Dachun has already fought several games in a row, and you actually want to fight two against one? Do you really think that there is no one in our Shen family?" "
Zen Master Fahai clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, you didn't say you can't fight two against one. Didn't Wang Dachun just want us to fight together?"
"you……"
Shen Mengyao stood up and said, "Dachun, let me help you!"
Wang Dachun laughed loudly, "That's not necessary. I'm going to use these two to break through the Holy King. Where can I find such a good opportunity to practice my skills."
Only at the time of life and death can the potential of life be stimulated and squeezed to the limit, so that there is hope for a breakthrough.
