Chapter 138: Spirit Wind Sword Momentum
86_86419 Yan Huang's thoughts, as a son, Yan Yang naturally didn't know, he was looking at Yan Wu with some smugness at the moment, as if he had won.
"Wu Yan, let you taste it first, the high-end boxing method that my Yan family relies on to become famous, Fire Wolf Boxing!" Yan Yang roared, and the flames on the two fists instantly turned into two lifelike flame wolf heads.
Swift Fire Wolf Fist, with a hint of agility and a hint of wolf ruthlessness in his fist, at this moment Yan Yang's eyes have become extremely sharp, looking at Yan Wu with a trace of bloodthirsty gaze.
"Fire Wolf Fist? Not bad. The flame wolf head on Yan Yang's fist was almost real, and it had obviously reached a very high level, Yan Wu nodded secretly in his heart, this kind of proficiency was no less than him.
But even so, Yan Yang is still not Yan Wu's opponent, why? Just because of the Holy Flame! Just because Yanwu can also fire fist scriptures!
The next moment, Yan Yang rushed over quickly, and his two fists slashed at a strange angle, and they slammed into Yan Wu almost at the same time.
"The speed is good, but it's still not enough." Yan Wu suddenly used the holy light shuttle to flash behind Yan Yang, and then kicked directly at Yan Yang's ass.
"Bastard!" Yan Yang quickly turned around, his fist raining down on Yan Wu, Yan Wu sneered, and used the holy light to shuttle again, flashing behind Yan Yang again before the fist fell.
"You've been fooled!" Yan Yang suddenly showed a strange smile, and the moment Yan Wu turned into white light and disappeared, Yan Yang suddenly turned around and made a killing move in the direction behind him.
"Nine changes of the flame wolf!" The flame wolf head on the fist opened its mouth and bit forward, and at this time, Yan Wu just happened to be shuttled here through the guò holy light, and was caught by Yan Yang.
"A little conscious." Although he fell for Yan Yang, Yan Wu was not surprised, if he didn't have this battle consciousness at all, then Yan Zhengfeng had really taught him to be a white sect for so long.
"Flame Shield." At that moment, the Holy Flame spread rapidly, enveloping Yan Wu's whole body. The flame wolf head of the Flame Sun slammed into the Holy Flame, and the wolf head formed by the heart fire actually began to dissolve directly.
Just kidding, can Sheng Yan touch it at will? Yan Wu sneered in his heart, and at the same time, he slammed into Yan Yang's abdomen with a punch.
"What?" Yan Yang was startled, and immediately withdrew his fist and retreated, but at this moment, it was obviously half a minute slower, and Yan Wuna's punch with Saint Yan directly hit Yan Yang's abdomen.
Yan Wu's fist was not used very much, and it was not all solid, and Yan Yang almost did not suffer any external injuries. But even so, Sheng Yan followed the position where Yan Wu's fist touched and attached to Yan Yang's body.
"Ahh A heart-wrenching scream sounded, and the scorching sun was in pain to the end, slapping the holy flame attached to the abdomen.
"Huh." Yan Wu sneered, and then took out the Divine Fire Holy Spear again, and a palpitating aura once again permeated the hearts of the three people on the field.
"It's your turn." Yan Wu pointed the Divine Fire Holy Spear at Zhao Xing, Chi Han, and Jin Lin.
The three of them looked at Yan Wu with gloomy faces, concentrating on vigilance and ready to attack at any time.
"I'll admit you're very strong, but you're not qualified enough to fight Princess Leia. Next, I will let you see my true strength, which is definitely not comparable to a person like you who has just broken through the martial arts. ”
Zhao Xing took a step forward and pulled out the long sword in his hand, this long sword was not ordinary, but it was naturally more than a step worse than the Divine Fire Holy Spear.
Zhao Xing also knew that his weapon was not comparable to Yan Wu's, and he didn't collide with him, but kept wandering around Yan Wu looking for opportunities.
Moreover, Zhao Xing also knew that Yan Wu's flames were very weird, so he constantly used defensive swordsmanship to isolate the Holy Flame.
"I don't understand why you've suddenly become so powerful, and you have such a mysterious weapon." Zhao Xing looked at the Divine Fire Holy Spear in Yan Wu's hand, and there was a look of greed in his eyes, "But you are definitely not my opponent, because your background is too poor, and the foundation of the martial arts is unstable." ”
Zhao Xing shook his head, and suddenly a sword stabbed out, aiming directly at the trace of flaws revealed when Yan Wu attacked.
"What!" Yan Wu felt something incredible. This flaw Yanwu had already discovered when he attacked, but he thought that he had hidden it well, but he didn't expect this Zhao Xing to be so sharp-eyed, so he discovered it and seized the opportunity.
"It's really underestimating the world." Yan Wu laughed at himself in his heart, and could only helplessly start to dodge.
Zhao Xing's swordsmanship was not leaky, and Yan Wu made the battle situation passive because of this slight mistake. Moreover, Zhao Xing was very deeply guarded against Yanwu's Holy Flame, as long as Yanwu made any changes, Zhao Xing would use defensive swordsmanship to suppress Yanwu.
For a while, Yan Wu was a little in a hurry.
"Ah Wu, this kid, has gone into a misunderstanding." Yan Huang looked at the battle situation and shook his head, "With the Divine Fire and the Divine Fire Holy Spear as the backing, Ah Wu should now use more open and close playing methods to bring out the power of the Divine Fire and the domineering characteristics of the Divine Fire Holy Spear, and crush the enemy with strength and skill. ”
"But that's okay, Ah Wu's cultivation path seems to have gone a little smoothly recently, suffer a little loss and grow wise, and with Zhao Xing's strength, he can only be Ah Wu's whetstone." Yan Huang nodded and continued to calmly watch the battle on the field.
At this moment, Yan Wu seemed to be forced into a desperate situation, Zhao Xing's sword momentum was getting faster and faster, and Yan Wu's resistance was becoming more and more difficult.
Moreover, Zhao Xing's martial arts are very skillful, and unconsciously, Yanwu has been surrounded by Zhao Xing's martial arts. The next moment, as long as Zhao Xing triggered the martial energy, Yan Wu would be injured by his sword momentum.
The general trend has been achieved, the corners of Zhao Xing's mouth rose, and he couldn't help but show a hint of joy.
Yan Wu, who was in a daze, was suddenly stunned, and then his back was cold, and a cold sweat flowed down.
"What am I doing here? was suppressed to such an extent, is this Zhao Xing really so strong? No, I'm going to surpass him! As soon as Yan Wu gritted his teeth, another wave of holy flame was stimulated from his body. Yan Wu squeezed the Divine Fire Holy Spear, this Holy Spear seemed to sense Yan Wu's unwillingness, and the body of the spear began to glow slightly.
Only then did Yan Wu come to his senses and realize that he had made a mistake in direction, but it was not too late at this moment, Yan Wu instantly swept the Divine Fire Holy Spear, and the Holy Flame dispersed with the Holy Spear, trying to shatter these sword momentum laid by Zhao Xing.
But at this moment, Zhao Xing suddenly pinched a law decision, and at the same time looked at Yan Wu with disdain, "Only found out at this time?" It's too late, take my move, Lingfeng Sword Momentum! ”
The silky sword momentum suddenly became irritable at this moment, and it kept rotating around Yan Wu, forming a powerful storm of martial energy