Yan Long, who was exhausted, was still trying his best to resist Yin Wu's counterattack. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info Every time he resisted, his body would tremble violently, as if he had been smashed in the chest by a jack of giant hammers, and he was overturned in five weeks.

As for his subordinates, Yan Hu was already in a panic. The previous moment it was still "Dragon Cloud Covering the Moon Hand", but the next moment it became "Moon Capture Sword Technique". Between the two martial arts, there is no half-point transition, and the empty door is exposed, and the defense is evacuated.

On the other hand, Yin Wusheng is becoming more and more courageous and energetic. The "Heaven Devourer" of one move was displayed from his hand, just like the rolling waves of the surging river, the front and back were closely and seamlessly, and the layers of strength increased one by one.

Moreover, since Yin Wusheng didn't lose much vitality before, now when he urges the vitality, it seems to be extremely full and endless.

In the battle circle, the palm shadow flew and the qi surged, all of which were Yin Wusheng's tricks. Brilliant rays of light, like meteors outside the sky, frantically crashed into Yan Long's arms and bodies, stirring up layers of vitality ripples.

The audience outside the venue was stunned, and the people who said that Yin was silent and miscible before had now all closed their mouths in amusement. And those who were optimistic about Yin Wusheng from the beginning were roaring and cheering hard at this time, cheering for the dark horse in their hearts.

As Yin Wusheng's attack gradually intensified, there were "pop" and "bang" sounds from time to time in the ring. That was Yan Long's attack when he was defeated in embarrassment.

"Brother Yan, how do you feel now? My Yin Silent means didn't disappoint Brother Yan, right? ”

In the midst of the frenzied attack, Yin Wusheng teased sarcastically.

When Yan Long heard this, a horse's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver, and he almost didn't vomit blood on the spot. He was panting heavily, with a fierce and angry light in his eyes, and he couldn't wait to swallow Yin Wusheng's eight pieces piece by piece.

"The surname Yin...... You bastard who kills a thousand knives...... How the fuck do you dare to play yin for Lao Tzu! Can you give ...... Lao Tzu remembered, and he will ...... in the future Don't fall into the hands of Lao Tzu...... Otherwise, Lao Tzu will have to play you to death! ”

Although Yan Long was annoyed in his heart, he still responded to Yin Wusheng out of breath. He really can't get used to Yin Wusheng's current appearance, it's really a bully!

Yin Wusheng smiled: "What did Brother Yan say?" Didn't Brother Yan always want to see my methods? Now that I have shown it, Brother Yan is so faceless, and he still says that I am playing yin. ”

"Well, even if I play yin, what can you do to me? You're going to play me? Then don't wait for another day, let's do it now, I can't wait! ”

After saying this, Yin Wusheng stepped up his attack again, and his moves were aimed at Yan Hu's chest, which was as sharp as a thunderbolt, and shot down with a bang.

"Heaven Eater!"

"Lives are in ruins!"

"Soul Devourer!"

"Bang bang bang!" There was a muffled sound, and more than a dozen attacks from Yin Wusheng all landed on Yan Long's chest.

Originally, Yan Long's footsteps were already vain, and his body began to stumble. Now that he has endured more than a dozen attacks from Yin Wusheng that are as fast as lightning and as fierce as thunder, his body is suddenly like a boat on the sea with residual leaves in the wind, and it is shaken out with a "whoosh".

"Poof!"

Being in the air, Yan Long's mouth spewed out a scarlet blood arrow, turning into a miserable light curtain that diffused in the air.

"Whoa!"

The audience in the audience was stunned and exclaimed, Yan Liushao, who was still majestic just now, how could he be beaten like this in the blink of an eye? Doesn't Yin Wusheng only have the strength of the quenching stage? How can you shake a martial cultivator in the Qi Transformation Stage like Yan Long?

"Why is today's game so wicked?"

"Yes, yes, just now Yan Long has clearly forced Yin Wusheng to the edge of the ring. Why is he still completely beaten now? ”

"I estimate that the Yan family did not prepare well for this big competition. Otherwise, how could it suddenly turn white for two games in a row? ”

"Hehe, that's what you don't understand. The young master of the Yan family's martial arts cultivation strength is certainly powerful, but in this big competition, the Yin family has also put a lot of effort. But judging from the two events, the Yin family seems to have hidden a lot of hole cards, don't underestimate it! ”

"Yes, the reason why Yin Wusheng was able to fight back is because he hid his strength just now. Its real martial arts cultivation strength is still above Yan Long. ”

Regarding the results of the Dragon and Tiger stage, the audience in the audience discussed one after another. Some are optimistic about the Yan family, saying that the young master of the Yan family is a real talent. Some people are optimistic about the Yin family, saying that the son of the Yin family knows how to seize the opportunity.

Yan Long, who was shocked out, fell out four or five feet at once, and then fell to the ground. When he struggled to stand up again, Yin Wusheng had already appeared in front of him again.

Looking at Yin Wusheng, who had a cold and cold face, the feeling that had just disappeared from Yan Long's body was like a wriggling silkworm, crawling all over his body and brain in an instant.

With just a glance, Yan Hu's face turned completely white, and his chest began to gasp like a tattered bellows.

"Yan Long, you lost!"

Yin Wusheng's eyes stared at Yan Long sharply, and his tone was as low as thousands of mountains pressing down at the same time.

Yan Hu didn't dare to look at Yin Silent gaze, a pair of eyes containing hatred and anger, staring at the void blankly. In the depths of his eyes, a trace of sorrow and regret is slowly flowing, gathering more and more, converging into a miserable pool.

"I haven't fallen yet, it's too early for you to say you're losing, right?"

Yan Long actually knew that he had lost, but he was born stubborn, but he still refused to admit that he had lost.

"Hey, hey!"

Yin Wusheng smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "Why are you so troubled?" If you admit defeat now and ask the referee to leave, I can stop here and let you walk off the stage without shame, how about it? ”

"Fart! If I want to lose face, why should I ask you for it? Boy, take it! ”

For Yin Wusheng's advice, Yan Long not only did not appreciate it, but also became furious.

After saying a word, Yan Long, who was still unbearable, seemed to have recovered all his cultivation in an instant. The body rushed forward suddenly, and his arms turned into a whirlwind, and with a fierce fire vitality, it hit Yin Wusheng's heart like lightning.

The speed of the shot, the ruthlessness of the attack, is no less than any previous blow. The body moved, and the scarlet fire energy suddenly exploded from Yan Long's body, turning into thousands of wisps of vines flying light, covering Yin Wusheng.

"The dragon cloud covers the moon hand, and the dragon battle is boundless!"

"The moon-grabbing sword technique, ten thousand swords are vertical and horizontal, and the moon is shattered in the sky!"

"What a self-conscious guy, since you are so ignorant, then I have to send you down with my own hands!"

Seeing that Yan Long didn't listen to the dissuasion and insisted on making a move, Yin Wuxian suddenly became angry.

In an instant, a black vitality quickly rose from Yin Wu's dantian like a mad dragon in the angry sea. In just the blink of an eye, the black vitality broke through more than a dozen meridians and spread all over the body.

Then, those black vitality spun rapidly, forming strands of black tornadoes in the shortest amount of time, pouring into Yin Wusheng's arms and feet.

As soon as the black tornado was formed, it was instantly released by Yin Wusheng, turning into two wild dragons with black rays in his palms, winding and roaring, and rushed towards Yan Long on the opposite side.

"The remnants of the sky devouring the earth, the heaven and the earth are colorless!"

Yin Wusheng let out a loud gulp, and the huge wave of qi rolled up all his long flowing hair, flying wantonly against the wind, dashing out of the dust.

Looking from afar, it is as if a god has descended into the world, and the majesty of the god is full of arrogance, which can not help but make people feel that they want to bow down and worship.

As soon as the two wild dragons shining with black rays rushed out, they were like ancient demonic beasts, breaking and dispersing all the phosgene within three zhang. Everywhere he passed, it was as if it had been stained with black ink, and it seemed to have been burned by a raging fire, showing a bleak and bleak ash.

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