"Cloud Flip Palm. ”

Rumble.

A vast aura erupted abruptly.

The wind rose on the flat ground, and it seemed that even the white clouds in the sky were attracted by some kind of attraction, and gathered together, forming a hundred-zhang palm on the top of Leng Xuan's head, and the endless coercion spread out like ripples.

As soon as you make a move, it is a ground-level martial art.

Leng Xuan is not a fool, he just wants to use the strongest means to force Yang Yifan to deal with it, he wants to see how long Yang Yifan can hold out.

Isn't it a fist of clouds and seas?

Many martial artists of the Leng family's Zhen clan have heard of it, but what is this Cloud Turning Palm?

Only a few people know that the Leng family's Cloud Sweeping Sea Fist is actually not a move, but is divided into Cloud Turning Palm and Sea Covering Fist, which respectively have the power of the lower grade of the ground level, and the last two moves are combined into one is the Cloud Sweeping Sea Fist, which has reached the power of the middle grade of the ground level.

"Breaking the waves. ”

Ground-level martial arts can only be fought against with low-level martial arts!

Crash.

The sound of the waves was faintly heard, and a huge wave loomed into the void and suppressed it.

"Boy, you are destined to die, my Leng family's cloud-shaking fist can even churn the sea, let alone your huge waves?"

Leng Xuan shouted loudly and urged with all his might.

Crash.

Everywhere the palm passed, the air stirred, and the waves shattered.

"That's?"

"The artistic conception of the unity of man and gun!"

Everyone saw it, and between the shattering waves in the sky, Yang Yifan's whole person seemed to have disappeared, leaving only a scarlet spear that exuded endless evil aura to attack through the air.

The fierce aura spread, even the eyes of Leng Zhantian and the others couldn't help but be slightly empty, in this place of Wave City, people who can comprehend the artistic conception can be counted on one hand, and in the Huangji Realm, Yang Yifan is definitely the first person.

Rumble.

At this moment, the ground of the ring could no longer bear it, and it burst with a bang, turning into countless flying ashes.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.

Leng Xuan and Yang Yifan took more than a dozen steps back almost at the same time.

Is this the artistic conception of the unity of man and gun?

Leng Xuan's face was gloomy, with a touch of horror in his eyes, Yang Yifan was obviously not lightly injured, but relying on the artistic conception of the unity of man and gun, he actually blocked his blow, which shows that the artistic conception has improved the strength of a martial artist.

"How many more times can you do it?"

Boom.

Yang Yifan didn't speak at all, and his feet were towards Leng Xuan.

Although he didn't say a word, all the warriors present felt Yang Yifan's tyranny.

Life never stops, and the battle doesn't stop!

These eight words were vividly interpreted by Yang Yifan.

The onlookers were nervous one by one, and even many people involuntarily clenched their fists, Yang Yifan was injured, he did not hesitate to burn his life, and swore to fight to the death, what could be more shocking than this desperate struggle?

Dare to take the initiative to attack?

Leng Xuan was furious, did he really think he was a weak chicken?

"Covering the sea fist. ”

The five fingers of his right hand were clenched into a fist, and a faint blue light diffused out.

At this moment, even the air fluctuated like boiling water, and at first glance, it looked like the undulating sea, revealing a fury of rage.

"Breaking the waves. ”

A huge wave resurfaced.

It is more than tenfold, and it is still manifesting.

In the end, it is only a thin line away from the hundred waves.

"As I said, it's useless. ”

Leng Xuan snorted, and his right fist smashed out with endless power.

Rumble.

It was another unprecedented collision, the spiritual power swept through the sky, and even terrifying cracks appeared around the ring, spreading towards the distance.

Burst.

When Yang Yifan opened his mouth, a mouthful of black blood gushed out, and the whole person kept retreating, relying on the spear station, he stabilized.

Moreover, everyone clearly saw that Yang Yifan's feet trembled a little.

The injuries are getting worse!

All the martial artists knew that after these bloody battles, Yang Yifan's injuries were constantly deteriorating, and the first blow could block Leng Xuan, but this second blow was already a little unstoppable.

"Grandpa, why is he still fighting?"

A young girl's eyes were hazy with tears, and her eyes stared directly at Yang Yifan, who was already a bloody man.

"Because he's a man. ”

An old man beside her said, "A real man." ”

A man, standing up to the sky and the earth, crisscrossing the seas, how can he give up easily, how can he fall down easily?

"How much essence blood do you have left to burn, and how much spiritual power do you have to use?"

Leng Xuan stared at Yang Yifan, "Kneel down and beg for mercy, let you go." ”

"Huh. ”

Yang Yifan just smiled, and then, took a step.

The desire to attack is too strong!

Looking at the staggering blood-colored figure, at this moment, many people's hearts were throbbing, and they didn't expect that to this point, Yang Yifan was still attacking, not defending.

"If you are stubborn, then give me death, turning the clouds and the sea fist. ”

Leng Xuan was furious.

The left hand turned over the clouds, the right hand covered the sea fist, the wind and the waves fused, under the impetus of the wind, the choppy sea will undoubtedly be more terrifying, and the incomparable coercion began to spread in the ring, and even, let many martial artists in the late stage of the Xuanji Realm feel threatened.

Ground level mid-grade martial arts!

Many martial artists were silent, Yang Yifan had been a little unable to stop Leng Xuan's Covering Sea Fist before, but now the Cloud Turning Palm and the Sea Covering Fist have merged into the Cloud Covering Sea Fist, which is even more powerful, can it still be blocked?

Swish.

As soon as the Blood Shadow Spear was raised, Yang Yifan also began to squeeze the last spiritual power in his body.

"That's all he has to deal with. ”

Qiu Yuanshan sighed.

Qin Yun got up gently.

Lin Zheng's hands fell.

"Breaking the waves. ”

Crash.

With the faint sound of the waves, a thousand feet of huge waves resurfaced in the void, and then another one.

Tenfold!

Fifty-fold!

Ninety heavy!

Ninety-nine!

"Come again. ”

As Yang Yifan's hoarse roar sounded, the Blood Burning Secret Technique was urged to the extreme by him, and another huge wave slowly emerged.

One hundred heavy!

At this moment, Yang Yifan's wave-breaking trick broke through from ten waves to one hundred waves.

Hundreds of waves are in the sky.

Rumble.

That vast aura rose sharply, and it was not weaker than Leng Xuan's Cloud Sweeping Sea Fist.

Actually broke through?

Leng Zhantian's brows were furrowed, Yang Yifan seemed to be like a natural warrior, the more desperate the situation, the more he could exert shocking combat power, which made him a little jealous.

Rumble.

As the hundred-fold waves emerged, a brilliant blood light burst out from the blood shadow spear, dyeing the looming thousands of huge waves with a layer of scarlet.

That's right, it's a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!

It's scary!

Even from a large distance, the onlookers all felt the dangerous aura coming to their faces.

"Give me death. ”

Leng Xuan roared angrily, he didn't believe that Yang Yifan in this state could still defeat him.

Boom.

Thousands of huge waves collapsed, and between the countless blood flowers, a little cold light appeared.

It's the Blood Shadow Gun!

It turned into a blood-colored streamer and struck through the air.

Rumble.

The stirring of endless spiritual power spread out like a circle of ripples in all directions.

The entire ring was completely shattered under the collision of the mid-grade martial arts of the ground level, and a large pit appeared, filled with smoke and dust, and blood and light lingered.

Everyone's eyes widened and stared straight in the direction of the ring there, knowing that when the dust cleared, the winner would come to the surface.

"Hahaha, no matter how powerful you are, but so, what can you do to me?"

Suddenly, laughter rang out.

It's Leng Xuan!

Or lost?

I don't know why, many of the martial artists watching suddenly had a little sour noses, Yang Yifan's stubbornness, Yang Yifan's madness has deeply moved them, they have struggled for so long, in the end, they still can't escape defeat?