"It's too intense, one of these two people is young, and the other is a teenager, when the duel, the original technique is so strong, it's really eye-opening!"

The people watching the game at the bottom couldn't help but feel excited when they watched the fierce duel between the two Tianjiao in the fog screen.

"You say, who has the better chance of winning. ”

"Song Yi, after all, the realm is a few steps higher than Fang Yang, whether it is speed, strength, or reaction, there is a gap, plus the age is longer, and the combat experience is also richer. ”

In the crowd, there were some strong people who analyzed.

"It's hard to say, don't jump to conclusions. Less than five stages, he has not departed from the mortal body, and no matter how high the realm is, it is only so strong that it is limited. ”

Many people pouted and disagreed.

"How do I think Fang Yang's momentum is more aggressive, and his strength is much stronger, you see that when he performs his moves, his power is simply terrifying, and his body attainments are even higher than Song Yi's, no surprise, I think he will be the one who wins." ”

For a while, someone speculated.

Suddenly, someone questioned it again, and shouted: "Impossible, who is Song Yi, one of the strongest martial artists of the young generation in Linsu, don't you know? His strongest sealing technique has not yet been cast, it is impossible for him to lose this battle!"

......

Near Hualongtai.

With a roar, Fang Yang rushed out like a thunderbolt, and in the midst of a sprint, he roared with thunder.

"Ryo!"

The wind and waves nearly 100 meters high are overwhelming, towards the square, surging and shooting, the power is extraordinary, like the wrath of the sea god, to overturn the entire dragon platform.

Fang Yang shouted angrily, his whole body was full of supernatural runes, and the black light was blazing and there was a cold moonlight, and the aura that was as thick as a mountain and ethereal as a cloud was permeated.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

......

A sonorous and powerful impact sound was deafening, and the cloud bell outside Fang Yang's body shook endlessly.

With a bang, Fang Yang stomped his feet, and suddenly soared into the air, swooping towards Song Yi, like a sea hitting the sky.

Fang Yang kept fighting in the huge waves while rushing towards Song Yi.

Suddenly.

"Boom!"

A sharp chill tore through the curtain of the waves.

Immediately after, a war spear made of starfall alloy stabbed towards Fang Yang, extremely sharp, golden light, with a fierce aura that shattered everything.

It's this trick again, and there are quite a few weapons made of Starfall alloy.

The corners of Fang Yang's mouth twitched, and he smiled indifferently.

Suddenly, his five fingers were opened, and the spiritual power of his fingertips gathered and surged, condensing into a crystal clear but incomparable moonlight.

Five fingers turned into palms and slashed down at the spear.

"Boom!"

There was a heart-pounding sound, and the spear was broken in two.

In an instant, Song Yi had already made a move, and countless primordial patterns appeared in his palm, and the light between his ten fingers was steaming, and he rushed forward.

This is a seal-like primordial technique, one of the most troublesome primordial techniques for interstellar martial artists, if it is hit, it is imprinted on the body, and the genetic potential in the body is blocked, and it cannot be released for a short period of time.

And in the battle between Tianjiao, every breath is a deadly rhythm, let alone in a short period of time, this is enough to distinguish the winner from the loser.

Song Yi had no reservations, taking his understanding of the original technique to the extreme, and the original technique lines flashed brightly.

How could Fang Yang only be willing to defend, his genetic potential exploded, coupled with the power of two hundred and fifteen inherents, he did not retreat and counterattacked, his fighting spirit was high, and he killed Song Yi.

"Boom"

"When ......"

As soon as the two met, it was like a needle to a wheat, and the amazing sonorous collision sound was endless.

"Knock! knock......"

The sound was heavy and dull.

"Shocking waves!"

Song Yi snorted lightly, the lines of his two palms flickered, and he waved the mountain and slapped it on Fang Yang's body again and again.

Each blow was immensely powerful, but it seemed to hit the golden bell of the clouds.

The golden bell is erratic, but it is as thick as a mountain.

This is the bell formed by the cloud palm and the town mountain in the seven styles of Yunyue, and Fang Yang combined the two and called it the cloud clock.

"Knock! knock......"

Song Yi struck one blow after another, hitting the cloud bell, like a war drum roaring, shocking.

"Ten thousand waves!"

With a bang, it seemed to turn over the river and the sea, and the huge waves on the entire dragon platform were monstrous.

"Boom!boom......"

The power of one blow is like a landslide and tsunami, but the speed is as fast and dense as rain hitting plantains!

Every time you hit it, the waves rolled.

Each of Song Yi's palms carried the power of the original technique lock seal, and each palm captured that fleeting fighter plane, slapping at Fang Yang's life gates all over his body.

But as those palms continued to slap, the cloud bell outside Fang Yang's body became even darker, and it became more and more brilliant.

For a while, his confident and calm complexion gradually changed slightly.

To say that Song Yi does have extraordinary fighter insight ability.

If Fang Yang had a magic weapon on his body that resisted the lock seal of the original technique, it would definitely be irrational to continue to hit it head-on, so he cast the sealing technique of "Thousands of Hands and Thousands of Waves" and slapped Fang Yang's whole body.

Rao is Fang Yang's body had a magic weapon to resist the Primordial Technique Lock Seal, how could he cover his whole body.

But until now, not only has the strength in Fang Yang's body not diminished at all, but the momentum of the big bell outside his body has become more and more majestic, but on the contrary, he has consumed a lot.

If this continues, it will undoubtedly be extremely unfavorable to him.

Song Yi's face couldn't help but become more and more solemn.

From beginning to end, what Song Yi didn't expect was that Fang Yang was not the original technique of the interstellar humans at all, but the supernatural power of the primeval universe. The power that comes out of the body is not the Force, but the spiritual power.

How could his Primordial Technique Seal seal seal the power in Fang Yang's body.

Fang Yang's eyes were deep, looking at Song Yi's elegant and agile figure, and the incomparable original technique lock mark in the palms of the mountains and seas, he couldn't help but sigh secretly, and the time was also fateful.

This Song Yi is young, not only has extraordinary strength and deep scheming, but his attainments in the original technique are even more unattainable.

If Fang Yang hadn't participated in the Dragon Ladder Qualifying Competition, he would have won the crown of the strongest fourth-stage Tianjiao in Linsu City.

But creation makes people, and the means he is most proud of are useless to Fang Yang, which also dooms him to defeat.

It's time to wrap it up!

Fang Yang said in his heart.

Suddenly, Fang Yang's ten fingers flew up, and the cold moonlight burst out, shining brightly, and his hands reached out, as if he was pushing a silver moon roulette, startling the rolling spring thunder, and ran towards Song Yi.

This is the ultimate embodiment of the power of Yunyue's divine power, majestic and unstoppable.

Song Yi's face changed, his whole body was shocked, and he moved sideways rapidly, which was comparable to passing by the Silver Moon Roulette.

There was a loud bang, flying sand and rocks, and dust rushed to the sky.

Before it was finished, Fang Yang's whole body spiritual power surged out at his feet, and he jumped suddenly, soaring up, and stepped towards Song Yi with the momentum of suppressing everything.

"Hoo ......"

In vain, a fierce wind howled, sweeping the heavens and the earth, and Song Yi was like a spinning top spinning at high speed, soaring into the sky.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

This great power shook the void and trembled, causing the wind and thunder to roar and storm into the sky!

In terms of hand-to-hand combat alone, Fang Yang has both genetic potential and innate power, which are unmatched in terms of speed, strength and reaction.

Even if Song Yi's martial arts realm was a few steps higher than Fang Yang's, he did not break away from the mortal body, he was only blessed by one kind of power, and his speed and strength were also much inferior to Fang Yang.

"Boom!"

The waves are monstrous, and the spring thunder is rolling.

The entire vicinity of Hualongtai shook endlessly.

As the battle continued, Fang Yang became more and more high-spirited, and his momentum became more and more vigorous.

On the contrary, it was Song Yi, the more he fought, the more he felt that something was wrong, and gradually, there was a feeling of powerlessness.

In a state of unrest, his flaws became more and more, and suddenly, he couldn't resist it for a while.

Under Fang Yang's endless offensive, Song Yi was directly punched in the shoulder.

"Bang!"

Fang Yang hit with a blow.

"Click. ”

Song Yi coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the bones in his shoulder were all shattered, and he collapsed and flew out.

Fang Yang's expression was indifferent, and he walked step by step.

For a while, Song Yi's hair was scattered, he gritted his teeth and stood up in severe pain, his face pale.

He looked at Fang Yang, his eyes filled with disbelief, and he muttered, "No, no, how could I lose." ”

Fang Yang strode forward, calmly, and said lightly: "Your strongest moves are useless to me, what chance do you have to win." ”

At this time, Song Yi was extremely bitter, not only did there be bursts of heart-piercing pain in his shoulder from time to time, but he also felt a kind of humiliation in his heart.

His expression was slightly hideous, his hands were clenched tightly, clicking, and shouting: "I am not reconciled!"

Before the words fell, with a bang, Song Yi's original technique was full of brilliant veins, sweeping out the terrifying waves like rolling heaven and earth, and rushed towards Fang Yang with a soaring anger.

"Now!"

Fang Yang snorted lightly, his eyes were empty, the ancient well was not in the waves, and occasionally there was a little starlight and moonlight.

See the moon pupils open!

Suddenly, Fang Yang only felt that the entire heaven and earth had entered the eternal night, and there were only a few traces of light that existed.

"Bang!"

Fang Yang punched out, like a storm crashing on the shore, rumbling, facing that inch of light, and then leaned out with one hand, unstoppably taking Song Yi.

Song Yi only felt that Fang Yang's steps were treacherous, and he gently avoided his thousands of waves.

Then, facing him, he reached out with a strange and unpredictable palm, no matter how he dodged, it was like being in Fang Yang's palm world, and there was nowhere to escape.

As if the momentum was like a bamboo, Song Yi's original technique was disintegrated.

With a loud dragon chant, Song Yi was lifted up to the sky.

In an instant, Fang Yang's momentum exploded, and he punched out in the air at Song Yi who flew into the sky.

The spring thunder rolled in, the supernatural runes were blazing, and the void roared and trembled.

"Boom!"

Shocking blow!