"Crackling. ”

At the point where the two collided, there were bursts of piercing explosions.

The sword qi collided with the power, and the sword qi disintegrated in an instant, leaving only this little sound to witness the previous battle.

Yuan Chaosan took a step back slightly and stabilized his figure, the energy riot had no effect on him at all, but he had no intention of taking advantage of the situation to pursue.

After all, he has just broken through, and his understanding of the various abilities of the body is not clear enough. And Nangong Fan's existence is the best whetstone in his eyes, which can make him more familiar with everything about himself.

He bowed his head slightly, and there was a conspicuous white mark on his fist, which slightly injured the epithelium, but it was just that, and he didn't even see blood.

This defensive power can be called terrifying, Nangong Fan has used all his strength, the law and sword intent have been used, it is enough for an ordinary mid-level Heavenly Realm to drink a pot, but on him, it has only achieved such an effect.

I'm afraid that with his body alone, he can be unparalleled in the world, right? Even if all the strong people in the world are allowed to attack together, he will not necessarily frown.

The gap between them is beyond words, so big that it makes people desperate.

Yuan Chaosan smiled, laughing wildly, smiling proudly, as if everything in heaven and earth was under his control.

Nangong Fan's face was extremely pale, he knew that zombies were good at their bodies, and with their body's defensive ability, they had always used the most violent way - hard encounters and even injuries for injuries to solve all the problems in front of them.

But he still didn't expect that Yuan Chaos, just by breaking through from the Beginner Heavenly Realm to the middle level, he would make such progress. This is not a great realm, and it is a little greater than the transformation between realms. It's only because the base of the Heavenly Realm itself is large enough that this value is magnified a lot.

No matter how you look at it, it's a bit counterintuitive.

"Isn't it just a breakthrough in the realm, but even a jump in the level of life?"

Nangong Fan's trembling hand finally stabilized, clenched the black dragon sword in his hand, and his eyes were locked on Yuan Chaos...

"Can you say your last words now?" Yuan Chaosan was extremely calm, and there was not even the slightest sign of madness, and if it weren't for the fact that his body was still covered with hair, he was no different from the Terrans.

"Perhaps?"

The flickering and dignified color in Nangong Fan's pupils did not reach the point of panic.

"It seems that there is no coffin and no tears!"

The killing intent was fully revealed, and Yuan Chao's body shook, and he instantly crossed the distance of only a few meters between the two.

A slap was made, and at the same time, a few strands of hair were open, like slender poisonous snakes entwined.

Nangong Fan's footsteps moved slightly, and his body moved backwards rapidly, fortunately, with the blessing of the Heavenly Dao, his speed was not slow, and it was a little slower than Yuan Chaos.

"Will it just run around like a mouse?" Yuan Chaosan smiled coldly, and his body continued to move forward.

Nangong Fan didn't engage in this meaningless verbal battle again, the pressure given by Yuan Chaos' was too much, and he couldn't be distracted at all.

"How do you fight?"

His mind was tumbling wildly, and he couldn't find a way to break the game, no matter which way he looked at it, he had no chance of winning.

"Don't run away, little mouse, there's no chance at all. Surrender to me, and maybe you can give you a chance to live. Yuan Chaos, laughing wildly, and between the movements, the sky was shaking green. It feels like a snake nest.

It seems that he has been attacked by the instinct of zombies a lot, at least the cautious nature that used to be at all times is long gone.

Nangong Fan was still silent, took a few steps back, and suddenly noticed a hint of something wrong.

When he saw Yuan Chaosin earlier, he took the initiative to jump down from the high platform, slashed out the sword, and then retreated again and again in the bombardment, and at this time there was the high platform behind him.

In the past, this was only a matter of one step, but under the strong pressure of Yuan Chaos, this stalemate was enough to kill, and it may have to be hard to meet again, so as to distance yourself, and then find a way to break the enemy or avoid the battle and leave.

If Nangong Fan knew that there was still a formation shrouded at the entrance of the passage, he would never have the idea of escaping. Even if he escaped into the passage, what could he do? Yuan Chaos, which would not give him time to accumulate strength and break out of the formation.

"Can't cut through his body, can't cut these pesky green hairs?"

After Nangong Fan realized his predicament, he took the initiative to attack.

The black dragon sword trembled slightly, and a little golden light stabbed out. At the same time, a small snake appeared on the sword's body, its pupils were extremely arrogant, and it seemed that it did not take everything in this world in its eyes.

A brown halo rippled, golden fireworks appeared, and a faint wind blade accompanied the sword.

The wind fuels the fire, and the fire rises and the wind mighty.

Nangong Fan knew that he was at a disadvantage, and only by doing his best could he find a chance to retreat.

Advancing is retreating, and the sword light is cold.

"Wow. ”

Under the law of combustion, the golden fireworks showed their power, and the soaring flames burned violently when they touched the green hair, and even had a tendency to become more and more vigorous.

A cyan knife walked forward in the flames, and its edges also brought up fireworks.

"Kill!"

With a roar, Nangong Fan suddenly turned into a divine eagle, and was about to spread his wings and soar with the sword light.

"Hiss. ”

The hairs seemed to have become real snakes, curled up under the ravages of the flames, flying and colliding with each other, trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies.

At the same time, Yuan Chaos's arm, which was slightly shorter than his hair, arrived, and his palm was wide open, as if to confine everything in front of him to his palm. Before it could get closer, the strong wind went first, and the violent force blew everything in front of him, even the law of burning and the sun of the morning sun cowered under it, and it seemed that it would be extinguished at any time.

As soon as Nangong Fan's body flew up, his palm came to front of him. Keep your books in stock

"Sonorous. ”

The sound of an extremely violent collision.

Nangong Fan staggered back in mid-air, and spit out blood with a "poof".

The blood was like a flying arrow, shooting forward, but as soon as it broke away from Nangong Fan's body, the force that was causing chaos inside was shattered. Countless blood beads flew down in all directions.

Yuan Chaos's was not unharmed, and sure enough, as Nangong Fan guessed, although the hair on his body was tough, it was still not on the same level as the body's defense.

Under the full force of the sword intent and the wind blade, Nangong Fan gave him a "rational body".

However, hairy zombies, hair is more used to contact heaven and earth, even if they are not tolerated by heaven and earth, they can also use this to attract the yin and evil energy in the deeper space as their own supply. As long as it's not uprooted, it doesn't have much of an impact. Maybe it can be regarded as reducing one of his means of attack.

The green hair fluttered under the surging cyan wind, and with a little blood light, it was dazzling.

Nangong Fan just blocked one palm, and he was hurt not lightly or severely. Even if his physique is far stronger than that of the same level, he has to collapse after a hundred or so times.

Fortunately, in addition to the supernatural shape-shifting and shadow-changing of "Light and Shadow Step", which is already very good at moving between square inches. The soles of his feet are smeared with golden light, and he is still a little more flexible than Yuan Chaos's stupid running.

Nangong Fan relied on this full force to hit the high platform again, and his body continued to retreat.

Yuan Chaosan didn't give Nangong Fan a chance to breathe this time, but just took a step back to unload the force of the collision, and his right foot stomped on the ground, and the whole person continued to rush forward like a cannonball.

Nangong Fan gritted his teeth and felt a hint of crisis.

After a confrontation, the two will be separated by almost three meters, and with the speed difference between the two, they will have to fight ten times in almost one stick of incense. The injuries will inevitably get worse and worse, and there will be no room for confrontation when it is difficult to return.

The situation has been so bad that he can't find a way to deal with it. Unless you change your shapeshift, you start to run away.

"If you don't want to surrender, then die!"

Under the golden light, it can't stop the gloomy aura from soaring.

Meta Chaos's face is full of excitement and perverted enjoyment. Killing such a Tianjiao must be a great sense of accomplishment, right?

Nangong Fan continued to retreat, feeling the dragon chair behind him... There was a touch of fierceness in his pupils.

Evil thoughts have always been thinking about this dragon chair, there must be some traps in it, even if there is really any creation, he can get a piece of the pie without taking risks.

However, the only thing that makes him uncertain is that Yuan Chaoshuang is the "master" of this palace, and he doesn't know if he will fall into this trap.

Nangong Fan's mind turned, and the black dragon sword in his hand bloomed with blood.

"Sooner or later, you will die, I think you might as well be happy, why should you be devastated so many times?"

Yuan was chaotic and proud, waving his iron fist, ready to blast out at any time.

Nangong Fan seemed to be intimidated by the momentum, and he ignored the dragon chair behind him, and his body froze, and he stumbled.

"Hahaha, it's over!"

Yuan Chaochao laughed wildly, and a bloodshot appeared in his calm eyes.

A powerful fist slammed down.

The strong wind blew on Nangong Fan's body, and the cold hair then stood on end, and the blood in his body was a little unstable, just the strong wind had extraordinary power.

In order to invite Yuan Chaosan into the urn, Nangong Fan used himself as bait.

Yuan Chaos's pupils became more and more excited, his biggest threat in this life was about to fall!

Previously, he just touched the Black Dragon Sword and let the power spread into Nangong Fan's body, causing him to spit out blood. Now that it is smashed with a punch, it will inevitably fall on you according to this trend... Serious injuries are inevitable, and victory is at hand.

Before his joy could be fully revealed, an ethereal voice suddenly appeared in his ears, "Shifting shapes and changing shadows." ”

Nangong Fan's entire body was distorted, and the strong wind completely shredded the figure in front of him in an instant, completely revealing the dragon chair behind him.

Yuan Chaos's pupils froze suddenly, looking at the familiar dragon chair, his heart trembled, he seemed to be too carried away, but forgot the existence of this thing.

He contracted hard, half of his body hair fluttering, and wisps of black mist wafting from his pores.

This is the disadvantage of being too powerful, of course, this is also Nangong Fan being too ruthless to himself, using himself as bait and not giving him too much time to react.

The phantom fire in the chaotic pupils of Yuan Chaos beat wildly, and the strength of feeding came up, just to shrink the strength above the fist.

This was tantamount to two violent forces colliding in his body, accompanied by a faint buzzing sound, as if there had been an explosion in his body, and green blood beads could not help dripping from the corners of his mouth.

At this time, Nangong Fan appeared a hundred meters behind Yuan Chaos, ignoring the bloody marks on his chest, his eyes staring at this direction.

He also paid enough price to make this game complete. The fist mark was almost imprinted on him before he used the shapeshifter to escape.

The results of the injury are also remarkable...

With Yuan Chaos's control of his body, he will inevitably shrink a lot of strength under all his might. It's just that the reaction time that Nangong Fan gave him was not enough, and it was not enough to withdraw all his strength.

After all, when zombies attack, they use not only physical power, but also energy similar to spiritual power. And this distance is not enough for him to turn his fist and blast it somewhere else.

Speaking of which, after Nangong Fan left decisively, Yuan Chaos's fist was only one position away from the dragon chair.

The matter has come to this point, and there is no way back.

Yuan's chaotic iron fist had already touched the dragon chair in a trembling manner, and his eyes were full of fear at this time...