Yan Shen Jue, this is the technique passed on to Nie Fan by the spirit of the Fengshen Tower, and this set of exercises is said to be specially designed to restrain the lion's roar.

Nie Fan's expression was calm, as if he was exercising in the morning, leisurely playing in various postures, with more and more invisible forces, all the attacks of Zheng Hushi's roar were stopped, and he couldn't hurt him at all.

The corners of Zheng Hu's eyes jumped unconsciously, and an extremely uncomfortable feeling flashed in his heart. With a master like him, he usually doesn't have this kind of whim, and once he has it, he will be in danger.

But at this moment, he was gaining the upper hand, how could he retreat, his expression became more and more calm, the true qi in his body was surging, and the roar shook the sky.

The short black dagger turned into a long sword, piercing through the void, the black mist was thick, like a magic weapon, and a handful appeared not far in front of Zheng Hu, shooting towards Nie Fan at great speed.

The aura in front of Nie Fan surrounded, like a huge ball, and there was a white aura flickering in it, those black long swords shot out, and the white aura flashed and collided with it, and those black swords immediately shattered, and they couldn't get close at all.

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Suddenly, the faces of the onlookers in the distance changed greatly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, and without waiting for others to ask, they turned around and fled.

"It's the lion's roar gong," an old man said with a solemn face, "This kind of exercise kills people invisibly, even if you don't feel anything, you can't tell when you have been hit hard without knowing it." ”

The people not far away were shocked when they heard this, and they had already recognized it, this person was a palace-level pinnacle of the powerful existence, there was a legend, I thought it was ancient, but I didn't expect it to be still in the world.

"Senior, do we have something to do?" Someone asked in horror. They had fled far away, but now they were not safe!

"It's better to retreat another ten miles." The old man said.

When the man heard this, he immediately ignored anything else, quickly turned around and stepped back. The lion's roar is too weird for them to dare to.

Nie Fan didn't perceive the situation outside, the Yanshen Technique was really very strange, and he really blocked Zheng Hu's Lion Roar Skill, and he also felt that the true power of the Yanshen Technique had not yet been revealed, so in other words, there were more terrifying means brewing in the Lion Roar Gong.

Just when Nie Fan was vigilant, Zheng Hu's roar suddenly underwent a strange change, wisps of inexplicable power were stirring in the void, and a black and golden tiger appeared from the void, these black and gold tigers were extremely extraordinary, shuttling in the void, without a trace of hindrance, there was no golden light on his body, as if he could break through everything, his eyes surged with indifference and coldness, and he rushed towards Nie Fan.

"Is this the ultimate manifestation of the Lion's Roar?" The master in the distance was already shocked, this kind of method of turning the virtual into the real is rumored to be only available to the innate strong, even if it is shown through the secret method, it is surprising enough, not to mention that the black gold little tiger is not ordinary at first glance, it is not an ordinary virtual reality.

"Zheng Hu's inheritance is amazing, such a lion roar has never been recorded in ancient books!" The face of the supreme powerhouse at the peak of the palace level is solemn, this lion's roar skill has an unpredictable origin, it can be manifested like this, the person who created this kind of exercise will definitely not be nameless, most of them are powerful beyond their knowledge!

"It's this ......" A gloomy color flashed in the eyes of a gray-haired old man, he and Zheng Hu were once people of the times, witnessing Zheng Hu's rise and invincibility. He had seen Zheng Hu use this trick with his own eyes to scare away a congenital powerhouse!

Zheng Hu's cultivation was like a heaven and an earth compared to that time, and it was incomparable, although the vision was still the same, he still felt a terrifying fluctuation that frightened his heart.

Nie Fan's back, who was constantly evolving the Divine Technique, was also cold, he felt the aura of destruction from these black gold little tigers, and his intuition told him that once he was hit by these little tigers, it was very likely that his soul would be destroyed!

Nie Fan secretly contemplated, still looking still, slowly and rhythmically slapping out the incomparably mysterious palm gesture of the Divine Technique, bursts of terrifying sound waves were blocked out of the dense air mass, as those black and gold tigers continued to run closer, white lotus flowers appeared in front of Nie Fan.

These white lotus flowers were very quiet, floating silently in front of Nie Fan, the white light flowing, fresh and flawless.

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At the moment when those black gold little tigers approached, these quiet white lotus flowers instantly turned into man-eating flowers, suddenly opened their mouths, and without waiting for the black gold little tigers to move, they swallowed it directly, and then returned to their original state, floating calmly in front of Nie Fan.

The terrifying lion's roar shook the void and collapsed, and one by one the black gold tigers shuttled through the void, rushing towards Nie Fan at great speed, but each one couldn't get closer, all of them were swallowed by the white lotus, and none of them could get close to Nie Fan's body!

Zheng Hu's eyes flickered coldly, he had never seen this kind of thing, since he got this lion's roar, he knew the horror in it, every time he used it, it was invincible, no one could resist, because this was against the divine soul, and ordinary means could not stop it at all!

He instantly remembered the throbbing in his heart just now, raised his head violently, and glanced at Nie Fan with his eyes like lightning, looking at him so seriously for the first time, wanting to see him thoroughly!

"Roar~"

Zheng Hu suddenly roared again, the void in front of him directly turned into ruins, and a huge black demon dragon appeared, twisting and turning, the dragon head was raised high, roaring in the sky, and rushed towards Nie Fan at great speed.

This is the last secret technique of the Lion's Roar Gong, and Zheng Hu has never used it, because the power is too great, and no one has been worthy of him in the past.

The huge demon dragon rushed straight forward, the void disintegrating piece by piece, and the terrifying sound waves pierced through the void, wanting to pierce the dense aura in front of Nie Fan.

With the appearance of the demon dragon, the dense aura in front of Nie Fan also shook violently, and there seemed to be some kind of strange change that Nie Fan couldn't understand, blocking all attacks and not allowing him to get close to Nie Fan. And when the huge demon dragon rushed quickly, it was in front of him, and the aura in front of Nie Fan suddenly churned, and the floating white lotus suddenly turned into a little white light rain, rushing towards the demon dragon.

The white rain of light seemed to be purifying, and the demon dragon was quickly dissolved, disappearing little by little.

"It is indeed a ...... that specializes in restraining Zheng Hu's lion roar skill" In the void, Tong Tianshou watched the huge demon dragon gradually disappear, his expression changed, and he said in a deep voice for a long time.

The other two also nodded, they couldn't understand it, Zheng Hu's lion roar skill was not a three-legged cat spread outside, powerful and terrifying, difficult to trace history, I didn't expect Nie Fan to have a special method of restraint, is the inheritance he got so rebellious?

"Lao Tong, what do you say Nie Fan has a chance of winning?" Li Xiangyong listened to Tong Tianshou's words, looked at the expressions of the two again, hesitated in his heart, and leaned closer and whispered. (To be continued.) )