The moment the Revenant Swordsman landed, it shook like an earthquake.

There was no change in the blow, and there was no pain on his face, because he was dead.

"Uhhh............h

He moved slowly, but he still crawled out of the pit, and the moment he walked out, his body shook and he knelt on one knee, but immediately, he stood up tremblingly, held the weapon in his hand, looked directly at Ling Yan, and let out an angry roar and sprinted: "Uhh!!!h ”

"It's really troublesome that you can't be killed like this." Ling Yan's neck twisted, revealing a helpless smile.

Suddenly, the surrounding air was suffocated, the temperature dropped sharply by several degrees, and a large amount of air was inhaled into the chest cavity by Ling Yan, stirring the blood and turning into perfusion of meridian energy in the body, and the blazing flame-like essence of the thought qi rushed into the sky.

The muscles and physique have not expanded and expanded, and under the strengthening of 100% strengthening system minds, they have reached the limit of tightness and strength.

Big Dipper Dragon Breathing Method! Launch!

Ling Yan, who had stimulated his potential and was ready to use a killing move in earnest, suddenly increased the strength of his qi to more than three times that of Fang Cai.

The strong and powerful thoughts made Ling Yan's hundreds of meters around him seem to be destroyed by momentum, and the majestic thoughts were burning all around him.

The descendant of the Beidou God Fist, Ling Yan, was like a landslide and tsunami, sending out the same fierce charge towards the roaring undead swordsman!

- The mystery of the Hokuto God Fist? The sky will run fiercely!!

Under the urging of the Turning Dragon Breathing Method, one of the mysteries of the Beidou Divine Fist, 'Heavenly General Fierce Running', the explosive terrifying power contained in his arms attracted the surrounding air within more than ten feet to produce an almost distorted scene.

"Uhh!!h The undead without any fear let out a fearless howl, and the other arm that did not shake the weapon condensed the energy that could probably be called a fighting spirit, and sent out a full bombardment.

Fist to fist, no fancy comparison of power and speed!

The two are in a heart-to-hand battle, and neither can suppress the other.

Each blow hits the opponent's fist or palm, and the attack and defense are so fast, hiding behind a few barely intact trees and playing wild, it's completely impossible to see such a surreal combat that can only be seen in hardcore anime.

But she found a very important reason: the voice that kept calling her was the weapon in the hands of the undead!?

This made her a little confused, and it felt like she had found the answer to some question......

With a fist wrapped in energy with his chest, a trace of blood appeared at the corner of Ling Yan's mouth, and he was finally injured.

And at the moment of being moved, there was no need to think, the battle reflected Ling Yan's instinct, so that Ling Yan forced his fist under a slight disadvantage, and never eroded the local bombardment!

The speed of this punch did not exceed the speed of the enemy, but it ...... But he couldn't catch it.

Five-finger flick! The force that can shatter all the bones of both hands is straight forward, and the unstoppable fist power!

Breaking through the pincers of the enemy's hand, it slammed into Jairo's chest, penetrating his chest, and fixing him directly in front of Ling Yan.

Under the urging of the Turning Dragon Breathing Method, it further triggered the pure power of the Nian Qi contained in Ling Yan's body.

If Ling Yan just now seemed to be an exploding time bomb, then now he can already be regarded as a nuclear bomb that is about to explode.

After the eruption, a humanoid weapon that can annihilate everything.

Pressing on Jairo with one hand is no longer a concept of boxing, but a force born only for destruction.

Strong, invincible, fierce and fearless! Beidou just rushed to the sky!

Without any defense, Jairo endured the power of the rage with his body, but how could he withstand such a violent fist with just a so-called ghost body?

Of course, Jairo was once again crumbled back into the cavernous cavern.

"it! See if you die!? Wiping the blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth, Ling Yan laughed gloatingly.

Although his Gang Fist and Soft Fist had not been cultivated, he could barely use this kind of trick that was both consumed and demanded, and he himself could not bear it.

And just as he was about to drink a bottle of potion, the sound that made him almost squirt the potion in his throat sounded again......

"Kill...... Kill...... Killing ......" seemed to be emitted from the depths of hell again, and the unyielding undead stood up tremblingly, and his body had been distorted almost as soon as his whole body was broken, and the only constant was his constant behavior and the sword-like weapon in his hand.

"Hey, hey! Are you a necromancer or a swordsman!? Ling Yan looked at the guy who could already be called a human pillar, shook his arm that had not fully recovered, and he clenched his fists again: "Let Lao Tzu blow up your whole body, how can you stand up again!?" ”

Zheng! Suddenly, the sound of the blade popping out sounded in his ears, it was not the enemy weapon on his neck, but the scythe extending from the armor of his right hand!

"Wait, why is it suddenly out of control?" Ling Yan looked at his arm that had been assimilated with the scythe and wondered, but the scythe kept transmitting the consciousness of wanting to fight into his mind.

"Wait! When will you be able to transmit consciousness? And the peat one, tell me first, you will have this inexplicable sickle state for Mao!? Instead of immediately accepting the application for the sickle, Ling Yan asked directly at his right hand and loudly.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is scolding his right hand very funny, as if his right hand is the head of the regiment......

"Uhh But the undead swordsman didn't care whether Ling Yan's right hand was the head of the regiment or not, let out a signature roar, and began to impact at an extremely fast speed again with a human stick-like body.

"it!" Ling Yan's face changed, and he was about to give him another punch to knock him back and then worry about the problem of his right hand, but the strange thing was that his scythe, which was assimilated with his right hand, was raised without the order of his mind, and slammed into the weapon of the undead swordsman!

Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!

The sound of the collision between the iron tools was endless, and in just an instant, the weapons of the two of them had collided at least a hundred times, Ling Yan was very strange Looking at the scythe that was already pulling him to attack continuously, he felt inexplicably excited, and every time the scythe collided with the blade that seemed to be made of gold, there would be a wave of disgust and hatred transmitted to Ling Yan's mind, making Ling Yan feel even more strange and confused......

Then, separated in another violent collision, Ling Yan stared at his enemy with some gasp.

He's not a scythe-master guy, and even with the constant traction of his arm, he's still not used to anything other than his fists.

"Kill...... ......"

Ling Yan was taken aback, he was surprised by the undead swordsman's new lines.

"Can you speak?"

Gradually, a faint stream of water flowed out of his eye sockets, and he shouted at Ling Yan, "Kill me!" I beg you! Kill me!! ”

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Ahh

In other words, the New Year's dinner is getting more and more tasteless~

Although it's a scattering of wealth or something・・・・・・ hehe・・・・・・

Ask for a collection and ask for a ticket~