The real battle has just begun?

Fang Qifeng's tone was arrogant and uninhibited, as if he was just playing before, and now was the moment when his true face was revealed, just like a god of war who had been away from the battlefield for many years suddenly returned, and he could say such arrogant words.

The straight body was like a mountain peak, and the motionless Fangqi Peak looked at Wang Lian again, the blue True Qi shield, and the purple clothes that were hunting, showing the beauty of indigo.

Rumble!

It was still Fang Qifeng who took the initiative to attack, this time, he opened the dantian to the extreme, and the power of the true qi in his body surged, and his speed was no longer the speed it had before, just like a blooming indigo flower with a high degree of poison, which was both demonic and dazzling.

Ding, Ding, Ding! Ding......

On the other side, Wang Lian threw more than a dozen bayonets in a row, but Fang Qifeng stretched out his big hand and waved it violently, and the shield formed by his true qi wrapped around his palm, directly slapping all the bayonets thrown by Wang Lian away, and at the same time, his other palm had also been swung away, and his forward speed had not slowed down.

In just an instant, Fang Qifeng approached Wang Lian, and the palm wrapped in the True Qi Shield slashed horizontally from left to right, turning into an indigo blue light, but it didn't hit Wang Lian, he took a step forward again, and his left palm struck out from behind his waist with lightning speed, that is, at this moment, he used his afterglow to capture Wang Lian's bayonet hidden in his cuff.

"Inch palm!"

Fang Qifeng's left palm, which had already struck out, exuded a dazzling power of True Qi in vain, and the moment he got close to Wang Lian, he preempted the attack before the latter's bayonet was used, and injected a large amount of True Qi power into this palm force.

Rumble!

Directly met with the bayonet that appeared at the same time, but the palm that was wrapped in the power of true qi actually slapped the bayonet away!

Fang Qifeng puffed up, because the power of the inch palm had not completely disappeared, and the bent arm was straightened, narrowing the vacuum between him and Wang Lian, such a distance, Fang Qifeng didn't have to think about it, the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, and then let himself take a step forward again, until the palm hit Wang Lian's body hard.

Of course, Wang Lian was not seriously injured, and his face was gloomy and gloomy, because he clearly knew that Fang Qifeng, who was serious, was very fierce.

In addition, if you don't guess wrong, Fang Qifeng's inch palm just now should be a common martial art in hand-to-hand combat, the closer the distance, the higher the damage, and there is also the effect of second-order power.

What is the second order?

It is a martial art that can also stimulate the second layer of attack power after use, such a martial art requires extremely high physical fitness, and its extraordinary mind, because there are two orders, of course, there are three orders, four orders and even five orders!

Therefore, the first layer of attack power can be used as a strategy to penetrate the enemy, or other functions such as feints, and the second layer of attack power is also, in short, the most effective layer must be played, this is a phased tactic, and Fang Qifeng's inch palm is using this principle.

It's a pity, Fang Qifeng seems to be a little in a hurry: "The closer the distance, the stronger the strength?" Wang Lian looked at Fang Qifeng and muttered to himself inexplicably.

At this moment, Fang Qifeng moved his body and took a few steps back, he spread his hands and took the initiative to attack Wang Lian again, this time his speed was much faster.

"Inch palm!"

Fang Qifeng's first attack passed by Wang Lian, but he didn't panic, his left palm struck out again, and at this time, he used his afterglow to strafe, using a fulcrum in a certain part of his body to turn at high speed, the distance that had been pulled away was terminated, and the right palm that had been stored for a long time slammed again.

Wang Lian, who didn't have time to dodge, was really hit in the abdomen this time!

The corners of his mouth came on the field proudly, Fang Qifeng moved his body and retreated more than a dozen steps, keeping a certain distance: "The bayonet has no effect on me, you can't win me at all, you also understand what the reason is, that is, cultivation!"

The strong in the world of martial artists are respected, and the definition of the strong is directly proportional to the cultivation, the higher the cultivation, the stronger the strength, so Wang Lian and Fang Qifeng are not comparable.

"Inch palm!"

Fang Qifeng shouted loudly, rushed over like a wind, and in the face of Wang Lian's sharp bayonet, five stalks flew away in an instant!

The moment he got close to Wang Lian, he didn't give the latter a reaction, because this time, he didn't plan to waste time: "Fang Cun kill!" The moment he hit the inch palm, Fang Qifeng actually turned his palm into a fist and struck at Wang Lian, who was close at hand.

"Wang Lian is going to be defeated!" This scene makes people sigh, looking at the defeated Wang Lian staring, that square foot peak kills with inch palms and square inches, the lethality is undoubted, and the terrifying power that exudes is terrifying, once hit, it will definitely be hung up!

"I don't know if you've noticed that Fang Qi Peak has to take a few steps back every time it attacks. ”

"That's right, it's obviously the advantage, is it just for this attack?"

While the audience was discussing, Fang Qi Feng's square inch kill had already turned into an indigo giant fist and hit Wang Lian's chest, who directly spat out a mouthful of blood.

It's not that Wang Lian doesn't hide, but he can't hide.

Don't look at Fang Qifeng's attack routes are all straight lines, but with his adaptability, even if Wang Lian dodges, what about the second time, the result is still unavoidable.

Therefore, Wang Lian gritted his teeth very simply.

At this time, the smugness on Fang Qifeng's face couldn't be hidden at all, Fang Cun Kill was a martial art created by his grandfather Fang Cun Tian, although it was only the Yellow Order in the martial arts, but the inch palm plus Fang Cun Kill was another matter, besides, Fang Cun Kill belonged to the third-order martial arts.

Even if Wang Lian blocked the first-order attack, then this attack would probably be over.

Sure enough, Wang Lian's face changed suddenly at this time, his chest was as painful as if he had been hit by a boulder, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Fang Qifeng withdrew his fist, and the left fist that had already been raised high quickly smashed down, and said, "I'm sorry, I won this fight!"

"Sure enough, Wang Lian lost!"

"A strong cultivation is the truth, but Wang Lian is enough to fight so far, but it's a pity, the cultivation is too low, this is fate. ”

"No, everyone, look, Wang Lian dodged!"

Originally, he thought that Wang Lian would end by kneeling on his knees in the next second, but Fang Qifeng suddenly reacted, and the left fist that smashed down was actually in the air.

Fang Qifeng's gaze swept across the entire Lingdong platform, and found that about twenty steps away from him, Wang Lianzheng slowly stood up, his eyes were suddenly full of incredulity, his body pressed down, avoided the attack and ran out of twenty steps, just in the second when he was distracted, how did Wang Lian do it?

Fang Qifeng was impatient: "You little man, don't be struggling senselessly!"

Wang Lian sneered and said: "According to age, I am half a year older than you, so you should call me brother, and also, your so-called cultivation suppression is simply unbearable!"

Fang Qifeng: "You can't change the facts!"

Wang Lian stopped talking, what is the truth, it is nothing more than that the higher the cultivation, the stronger the strength, yes, but it also depends on the situation, but Wang Lian has the fact that he is half a year older than Fang Qi Feng, experience, encounter and state of mind, these are not comparable to Fang Qi Feng.

Among the thousands of facts, this is also true!

Fang Qifeng clenched his fists and took a step back, but he saw Wang Lian take a step forward, and for a moment, an inexplicable feeling arose in his mind.

Taking a step back again, Wang Lian took two steps forward!

Rumble!

At this moment, Wang Lian's legs moved, and he actually chose to take the initiative to attack, and under his sleeves, seven bayonets had appeared, which made the audience show an expression of disbelief.

Fang Qifeng's face was gloomy, and he used his palm.

Wang Lian: "I still remember the previous kick, but I didn't use all my strength, I only used seventy percent, and I didn't inject the power of true qi!"

Fang Qifeng said coldly: "I see, just hit your Fang Cun Kill, you just used the remaining True Qi power to block it." ”

Wang Lian smiled: "That's right!"

Rumble!

The two people collided together, Fang Qifeng's inch palm slapped it without hesitation, Wang Lian held the bayonet with both hands, and the two fought fiercely together.

"Kill every inch!"

Fang Qifeng saw the opportunity and used Fang Qi Feng to kill, wanting to smash Wang Lian's abdomen, but Wang Lian directly threw away the bayonet, and the free little hand grabbed Fang Qi Feng's right fist like a bull, Fang Qi Feng was shocked, and subconsciously waved at Wang Lian with his left hand.

However, Wang Lian's other hand was holding an incomparably sharp bayonet, and he stabbed at the left hand of Fang Qifeng.

Burst!

Even with the True Qi shield, Fang Qifeng was still cut through the skin by a small bayonet, and blood was overflowing, he took the opportunity to retreat, but Wang Lian followed closely, obviously not giving an inch.

This made Fang Qifeng frown, and a feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger, but he just didn't know how this feeling came about, it was impossible to create something out of nothing, could it be caused by Wang Lian's pressing step by step?

While thinking about it, Wang Lian took the initiative to attack again.

Fang Qifeng could only resist, he still had one last move, but Wang Lian's approach at this moment was very strange: "True Qi will soon be exhausted, damn it!"

Woohoo......

Wang Lian stabbed all the bayonets in his hand and said, "The true qi is about to run out, right? ”

Fang Qifeng said coldly: "Then you die!"

Wang Lian smiled: "I don't think so!"

After speaking, he stepped forward half a step without a trace, this distance is the closest distance to Fang Qi Peak, and it is also the most difficult distance, for this distance, his bayonet is used up!

His Wang clan, known for his use of bayonets, was the strongest in the entire eastern region of Liuyun City, Wang Lian was not a genius, but he worked harder than anyone else.

The highest level of bayonets in the world, there is no shadow and no form when moving, and there is no sound when it is quiet!

Wang Lian pursues this supreme realm, but unfortunately God does not help him, he is a waste of the Wang family, but he is the only blood of the Wang family. And his father, Wang Tao, never taught him any martial arts about bayonets, just because he was a waste wood.

"Wang Lian, this little man, is not a climate. ”

"Did you hear, Wang Tao married his second wife, my God, isn't this the rhythm of abandoning Wang Lian's little man?"

"Don't really say it, I guess it's really possible. ”

......

Even so, Wang Lian still held on, even if he didn't believe in Wang Tao's approach, he also understood that so far, his father really hadn't taught him anything, and the few martial arts in his hand were also explored by himself.

At this moment, Wang Lian's face was serious and extremely quiet, as if looking at him was like looking at a stranger he had never met, serious to the limit.

Rumble!

Wang Lian punched out, just as Fang Qifeng also punched, Fang Qifeng used up the only power of true qi, he hit Wang Lian's face hard, and it happened that Wang Lian's fist also hit Fang Qifeng's face accurately, with a loud bang, and both of them fell.

This was not over, Wang Lian took the lead in standing up from the ground, looking at Fang Qifeng with cold eyes.

Fang Qifeng wanted to stand up but couldn't succeed, his true qi was consumed too much, but there was no frustration on his face: "I finally understand how that uneasy feeling arises, if you want to make Fang Cun kill achieve the best effect, distance is the key, I lost!"

After listening to Fang Qifeng's words, Wang Lian couldn't support it anymore, he lay flat on the ground, then looked at the cloudless blue sky, and slowly closed his eyes: "I won!"