The two-hundred-pound Hundred Refining Iron Rod, if you want to wield it, you need ten times the strength of one arm to barely be able to do it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If you want to use it freely, fast and slow, it takes about 100 times more strength.

The monk who made the stick, with a single arm alone and a body alone, has a strength of 30,000 catties, and now he is waving his hands, coupled with the true yuan that has been condensed to the extreme, even a city gate can be broken.

It's a pity that although Li Ling rarely exerts the power of his physical body, in fact, his [Nine Turns Xuangong] has also reached the peak of the sixth turn, and he is closely chasing his martial arts cultivation.

The sixth change of name is the blood pill, which is to condense the blood element of the whole body into a round and unbreakable whole, and at this time, any part of the body can burst out with all the strength of the whole body, that is, the power of ten thousand jun.

Therefore, in the face of the monk's iron rod, Li Ling didn't even have to turn around, and directly raised his hand to make an elbow blow, and met the iron rod with ten thousand great strength. At the same time, the operation has finally reached the third stage, and the fight is ready to brew.

"Bell!"

As soon as the Chixiao Sword broke through the palm power of Xu Kaishan's shot, it slashed at Xu Kaishan's body, and a brilliant sword light slashed on the Chixiao Sword, and then Fu Cailin's sword bounced off Li Ling's Chixiao Sword.

"Boom!"

The Pure Yang Sword was pointed at the tip of Bi Xuan's war spear, and the domineering Pure Yang True Fire and Flame Yang Qi erupted like a volcano at the same time. The energy was scattered, and the Pure Yang Sword and Bi Xuan, who was holding the war spear, were both shocked by the superimposed force.

"Boom!"

It was like the percussion sound of Hong Zhong Da Lu, and the iron rod thick as a goose egg hit Li Ling's elbow, and the 60,000 catties of huge force attached to the iron rod seemed to hit the copper wall, and it was directly shocked by the extremely powerful and terrifying body and strength.

However, the monk felt that his refinement of a half-Jiazi Vajra True Yuan was like entering the inside of a big bell, and after rebounding, plus another sharp True Yuan with metal attributes pierced into his body with spiral strength like thousands of steel needles, breaking the meridians and knots and internal organs, even if Dacheng's Vajra was not bad, it could not be stopped.

To deal with the strong protective force, in addition to the method of fighting cattle across the mountain, the needle strength and spiral strength have the best effect on breaking the defense. So Li Ling used the characteristics of the innate Wuji True Yuan to transform the attributeless True Yuan into metallic, with needle strength and spiral strength, and it was a great success.

As for the tricky method of fighting cattle across the mountain, it is okay to deal with hard masters whose realm is lower than their own. In the face of such an unbreakable great master, Vajra's incorruptible body is completely immune to this kind of method.

One blow failed, and the four of them were defeated by Li Ling and fell behind. Bi Xuan was still unmoved, his demeanor was calm and calm, so that he did not have any of the usual emotions of joy, sorrow, greed, hatred and fear that humans are used to, and his eyes were as cold as a wolf staring at its prey. Suddenly, he took advantage of the aftermath of the battle to retreat three more feet, and then the Moon Wolf spear pointed diagonally at the sky, letting out a roar like a wolf, doubling his unparalleled grandmaster spirit!

"Boom!"

After Bi Xuan landed on the ground, he immediately stepped on it heavily, and rushed forward directly like a spring, and the sewage and turf in the swamp exploded together, evaporating and scorching under the scorching sun, making a loud noise.

At the same time that Bi Xuan's figure shot out like an arrow, the Moon Wolf Spear was swung by Bi Xuan at a speed three times faster, hovering in the sky.

With each circle, the strength of the Moon Wolf Spear adds a heavy layer of strength, and the moment it confronts the Pure Yang Sword, the spear strength will reach its peak state.

Judging from the close speed of the two, Bi Xuan can at least accumulate dozens of strengths. At that time, the power would be at least several times that of the Great Grandmaster's full burst.

Because, even with the subtle manipulation of the Great Grandmaster, he can only accumulate nine strengths at most in an ordinary move.

Li Ling's artistic conception can cover a range of three hundred zhang under normal circumstances, even if it is suppressed by the four great grandmasters, the radiation is more than one hundred zhang, Bi Xuan's movements Li Ling is naturally clear, and he can't help but sneer in his heart.

Compared to the charging speed and carrying capacity, he and the Pure Yang Sword would still be afraid of Bi Xuan and the Moon Wolf Spear?

What a joke!

The Pure Yang Sword rushed into the air at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and then also circled and fell, constantly advancing its own speed. The blade of the sword is still spinning rapidly counterclockwise, accumulating spiral energy.

The blade rubbed violently against the air, causing a beautiful line of fire to form that snaked downward.

The spear swirling above Bi Xuan turned from a whirlwind slowly and quickly, sending out a "Huo Huo Huo" to intimidate the audience!

As Li Ling adjusted the Pure Yang Sword's moves, even at the speed of both sides, the interval between them was only a breath, and those with good eyesight could see that Bi Xuan was pinching the time. It can raise the strength to the highest peak of seventy-two weights, and one spear is facing the pure yang sword! Li Ling naturally did the same, accelerating the Pure Yang Sword to ten times the speed of sound and three thousand revolutions in an instant.

Before Bi Xuan completed the charge again, Fu Cailin took the lead in completing the attack, and one by one the sword yuan was like a chess piece of the national player, and Li Ling became a dying dragon, and entered the end with Fu Cailin's net.

It's a pity that Li Ling is not a real big dragon composed of chess pieces, but a divine dragon that soars for nine days. The strength of the true yuan is like a thunderbolt, directly ignoring the thousands of sword yuan.

With a punch, it seemed that even the space collapsed, and all the sword elements within three feet in front of him were circled in, facing Li Ling's domineering punch.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ......" The sword yuan was shattered one after another, and Fu Cailin's style of play in the face of Li Ling's strength to ten meetings finally changed color.

This is like a national Go player, no matter how powerful you are, after you have a conflict with others, you have to use the method of playing Go to determine the winner or loser, and the opponent picks up the chessboard and smashes it at you, not giving you a chance to play your own strengths at all.

Xu Kaishan faced the state of completely restraining his Chixiao Sword and was reduced to playing soy sauce, and was chased and killed by Chixiao Sword step by step, and he could no longer unite with the rest of the people, posing a threat to Li Ling.

"Drink!"

However, the monk was full of tenacity, and after being blasted away by Li Ling's elbow, he first relied on his profound skills to force out the spiral needle strength that Li Ling punched into his body. After all, Li Ling's entry belongs to the water without a source and the wood without roots, and he can't compete with the monk's endless true yuan.

Then he turned into an angry King Kong again, and he burst into a shout, and after learning the lesson of the last time, the stick shadow was heavy, and he pointed at Li Ling's big points and vital parts of his body, and stopped fighting with him.

Spears and swords clashed, sparks burst out, like beautiful fireworks of a fire tree pear blossom, and then there was a loud sound that shook the ears.

The tyrannical Yanyang Qi turned into seventy-two heavy strengths like surging waves to break through the condensed power on the Pure Yang Sword, and the Pure Yang Sword flew out obliquely out of control, and after Li Ling reluctantly adjusted the angle, it went straight to the sky, and it was unusable for a short time.

Similarly, Bi Xuan was even more uncomfortable. Li Ling used the Pure Yang Sword to replace himself and withstand Bi Xuan's full blow, at most, it was only a lot of mental consumption, and his spirit was suffocated, which did not have much impact. And he was really transmitted into his body by the strength of the Pure Yang Sword along the war spear.