191, Eight Desolate Fire Dragons
"What to do? What to do? ”
Zhang Fan kept flashing in the air, dodging the attack of the Light Hand while quickly considering this countermeasure.
How familiar this scene is.
At that time, didn't Elan just rely on arrows to persecute Zhang Fan like this? That time, he relied on a surprise step and borrowed the shortcomings of Elan's inability to move, to complete the reversal and achieve a one-hit kill.
But is this still possible?
Not at the time!
Not to mention that the iron dragon will not be unable to move like Elan, on the contrary, in order to allow the hand of light behind him to hit Zhang Fan smoothly, he used a speed no less than Zhang Fan's non-stop pursuit. It can be said that the momentary step that played a great role in the battle against Elam will have no effect in front of the iron dragon.
Moreover, the speed of the Beam Arrow at that time was not comparable to that of the Hand of Light now.
What's more, at that time, he could use the Soul Slasher to refract the arrow, thus creating a gap in attack for a while. But now, with such a large hand of light, how does he reflect it, and how does he create a gap for that attack?
Thinking about it left and right, Zhang Fan has no better solution, so he can only attack!
Zhang Fan, who had made up his mind, dodged a light hand again, and his eyes were aimed straight at a big hand that was flying towards him.
"Hitomi. Divinity!!! ”
In the next second, a large amount of bloodshot appeared in the whites of Zhang Fan's eyes, and at the same time, the space began to rotate violently on the path of the Light Hand. A black dot the size of the table slowly appeared in the palm of the hand of light.
"Huh? That's ......"
The iron dragon, who was preparing for a new attack, was also slightly stunned when he saw this scene, not knowing what was going on.
"Kamui, suck !!"
When the space was distorted to the extreme, Zhang Fan shouted in his heart, and his eyes suddenly strengthened. The distortion of space not far away suddenly spun at an accelerated pace, and disappeared completely in the next second. Missing along with it was the entire palm of the Hand of Light. Only five fingers were left floating in the air, slowly dispersing.
"It's ...... Space Attack !! ”
When Tielong saw this scene, he was taken aback.
Space attack, that's a realm that the realm and below are completely unqualified to touch.
It's like the hand of light he unleashed, a real hand of light, but a powerful move that can tear even space. In his hands, he could only distort the space slightly, trying to break through the space, and the powerful space barrier was his biggest tiger.
Now, Zhang Fan's use of spatial attack methods as a pseudo-domain really scared Tiehu.
However, when he saw Zhang Fan's current situation, he was relieved again.
Because, the current Zhang Fan looks very bad.
His eyes, bleeding.
Amaterasu, Susanoo, Kamui...... The three powerful pupil techniques were released one after another in a short period of time, and his eyes were a little overwhelmed. However, there is good news that he has not used the writing eye enough times, it is just bleeding, and his vision has not been affected.
He also thought about relying on Yuedu and Geass to defeat Tiehu, but because of his carelessness at the beginning, he didn't have the opportunity to grasp the opportunity in time, and now it is difficult to use it, and the range of Yuedu and Geass is limited, and now the distance between the two is more than two thousand meters, and if he wants to release this pupil technique on Tiehu, there is no chance.
In other words, it is still his idea of peace as an earthling.
To be honest, he hasn't been able to face up to the real battle until now. Don't look at the fact that he has killed a lot of people and experienced a lot of battles, he is just a pure rookie in terms of combat awareness.
A true battle-hardened master, after the initial warm-up and temptation, will use the most direct skills to launch the most powerful attacks on the enemy. And he has the intention of playing, maybe he is too confident in his own strength, in short, it is because of himself that he is now in a crisis.
After using Shenwei to offset a hand of light, Zhang Fan's pressure plummeted.
At this moment, another hand of light rushed behind him, and this time, he did not dodge or make any attacks. Instead, he turned around and raised the Yachika mirror on his arm in the direction behind him.
Boom!
The hand of light behind Zhang Fan rushed over and pressed Susanenghu's body, sending out a violent explosion.
But fortunately, with Susa Nenghu's protection, Zhang Fan himself was not directly attacked, but was hit by the impact and flew forward for hundreds of meters, and spit out a mouthful of blood. Susanoh was broken, and the Hand of Light vanished.
"It's already two!" Zhang Fan grinned, and as soon as he raised his hand, the air around him began to gather rapidly, and soon, a round ball with electric light appeared in his palm.
"Plasma ball!"
Zhang Fan snorted lightly and directly threw the ball in his hand.
The plasma ball and the hand of light were stacked together, and there was no sound, but a shockwave suddenly appeared at the place where they collided, and both moves disappeared. At this point, the three hands of light emitted by the iron dragon have all been wiped out by Zhang Fan.
"Hey, now, it's my turn......"
Looking at the iron tiger in the distance, a trace of determination flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes.
The next second...... "Solution. Eight-headed Great Flame Snake!! ”
Zhang Fan's shouting suddenly remembered that the fire clouds in the sky suddenly began to shrink extremely, and soon gathered above his head, forming a huge fireball.
Within the fireball, sixteen points of light appeared quickly.
"Go!"
Zhang Fan's slashing knife pointed in the direction of the Iron Tiger, and the fireball exploded suddenly, and the huge Great Flame Snake suddenly appeared in the air.
It's just that this time the Great Flame Snake is completely different from the previous time.
The previous Great Flame Snake, although its body was huge, looked like it was nothing more than a monster composed of pure flames, and the top of its head was also bare, and it was completely a snake head.
But this time, sixteen small bags actually bulged out on the forehead of the Great Flame Snake, as if ...... "It's not over yet!" ”
After summoning the Great Flame Snake, Zhang Fan's slashing knife swung horizontally, directly slashing through the left hand, squeezing it hard, and squeezing out a drop of fingertip blood, Zhang Fan threw this drop of blood at the Great Flame Snake, and shouted at the same time.
"Flowing knives are like fire, 100%, full !!"
The Great Flame Snake turned around and swallowed Zhang Fan's blood, and a light purple flame suddenly rose from his body, and the small bag on his forehead was also broken, and a total of sixteen coral-like things slowly stretched out.
"Not enough, not enough, not enough !!"
After doing all of the above, Zhang Fan slowly stretched out his left hand, and then he closed his eyes.
"What is Zhang Fan going to do?" Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but have such thoughts in their hearts.
Soon, however, their doubts dissipated completely.
About ten seconds later, just as the next light hand of the iron dragon was about to take shape, Zhang Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and at the same time, his hand was also glowing with nine-colored light. Gently raising his left hand, Zhang Fan pressed it on the body of the slashing knife!
"Roar!!
The Great Flame Serpent let out an earth-shattering roar, and its body trembled violently.
Immediately after, in everyone's surprised gaze, huge cracks began to appear at the base of the Great Flame Snake's neck.
Just when everyone was even more confused, the Great Flame Snake trembled suddenly.
Just listen to "Poof! There was a soft sound.
The Great Flame Snake was actually completely cracked, and its huge body turned into eight thin strips.
It's totally ...... Eight flying dragons!!
"Hey, hey! How's that, my final dissolution, the Eight Desolate Fire Dragons! ”
Zhang Fan gasped for breath, although he was tired, he looked at Tielong with joy and pride.
(To be continued)