"Hmph. ”

Seeing Yang Yifan rushing towards killing, Dai Zong snorted coldly, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, the ten-zhang sword qi immediately spewed out.

Bang.

Rao is Yang Yifan's body is so strong, but now he can't resist it, the whole person directly retreated more than a dozen steps, and blood continued to gush out of the wound.

Relying on the support of the Blood Shadow Gun, he stabilized his body.

"Aren't you physically strong, why can't you do it now? ”

Physically tough?

Hearing these words, Yang Yifan's body shook suddenly.

In recent times, he has been trying his best to improve his physical strength, relying on his strong body and that furious power to crush his opponents.

But he really seems to be paying too much attention to his body.

Instead, he ignored the spear in his hand.

Looking down at the Blood Shadow Gun, Yang Yifan realized that after one bloody battle after another, the body of the gun was densely covered with small gaps one after another, and it was already scarred.

Gave up?

Yang Yifan stood there without moving, and the surrounding martial artists were all guessing in their hearts.

"If you don't fight, if you don't fight, you will get down. ”

Dai Zong snorted.

He has this proud capital, he is just close to entering the top 100 of the combat power rankings, and he and Yang Yifan are only thirteen places apart.

But Yang Yifan didn't look at him at all, he just slowly raised his left and right, and slowly stroked it from the blood shadow spear, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.

It's no wonder that his invincible belief is strong enough, but he still hasn't condensed the seeds of gun intent.

Here's the problem.

If there is no spear, where does the seed of gun intent come from?

"I'm sorry to ignore you all this time. ”

At this moment, the Blood Shadow Spear trembled slightly, as if it was a little aggrieved.

Then, scarlet light poured out from the spear like flowing water, enveloping Yang Yifan's entire person.

"Not going down?"

Dai Zong walked over, waved the long sword in his hand, and the cold light splashed, "Okay, then I will abolish you." ”

"Tempest Sword. ”

The sword light flew up, swiftly and swiftly like that storm, enveloping Yang Yifan.

But Yang Yifan didn't seem to notice that the fierce aura was surging wildly, but closed his eyes.

Waiting to die?

Many martial artists didn't understand what was wrong with Yang Yifan.

And at this time, the five powerhouses of the Star Picking Sect turned their heads in unison and stared at Yang Yifan.

Others don't know, but they know very well that Yang Yifan is breaking through.

Even, the fierce aura made them feel something.

Swish.

And at this time, Dai Zong's long sword had already reached Yang Yifan's chest.

It's getting closer.

Less than an inch away.

Dai Zong's face couldn't help but show a cruel smile, no matter how rebellious he was, it was a pity that he would be abolished.

While.

There was a crashing sound.

What the?

Seeing the long sword stabbing into the barrel of the Blood Shadow Spear, Dai Zong's eyes widened a little, and his face couldn't help but change, could he still block his blow with his eyes closed in this situation?

Without waiting for him to change his move, Yang Yifan's right hand moved, and the blood shadow spear instantly slashed half a circle and stabbed at Dai Zong's right hand that was grasping the sword.

It's so fast!

Dai Zong could only take a few steps back to avoid it, and looked at Yang Yifan with some horror, still covered in scars and weak breath, but why did he feel more dangerous than before?

Swish.

And the five Star Picking Sect powerhouses couldn't sit still, and they all got up, their eyes were a little shocked.

"Then Dai Zong is doomed. ”

Zhao Feiyang, who was on the side of the No. 1 ring, suddenly spoke.

"What's going on?"

Someone immediately asked.

"That kid is condensing the seed of gun intent, and now he has entered a state of profound artistic conception and understanding. ”

After a pause, Zhao Feiyang said: "I also had this experience when I condensed the sword intent seed, although one move and one style looked very ordinary, it was back to the basics and went straight to the origin. ”

Is there such a thing?

The faces of the few guys in the late stage of the Earth Extreme Realm next to them immediately changed, and they also condensed sword intent or sword intent seeds, but they had never entered this state at that time.

This means that they are still a lot worse than Yang Yifan and Zhao Feiyang.

There was no surprise to Zhao Feiyang, no matter how Dai Zong attacked, the blood shadow spear that Yang Yifan wielded would always stab just right.

Although all of them were just the simplest stabs, picks, and splits, and they didn't use martial arts at all, they still blocked all of Dai Zong's attacks.

Even, Yang Yifan's counterattack left wounds on Dai Zong's body.

This?

Those martial artists who watched the excitement also widened their eyes one by one, their faces were full of disbelief, and they didn't expect such a change to occur at this time.

"He will definitely be able to enter the Star Picking Sect. ”

"Not bad. ”

The five Star Picking Sect powerhouses said slowly, and then took their seats.

There are many people who condense the seeds of artistic conception, and every strong person above the extreme realm has experienced it, but even the five of them have never entered such a profound state of artistic conception comprehension at that time.

Yang Yifan's talent in the path of guns was enough to shock them.

And in Yang Yifan's sea of knowledge, the invisible gun intent has been manifested, just like when he was in the Tianyi Secret Realm, it is a mini small gun, exuding an endless fierce aura.

The mini spear was constantly moving, evolving the ordinary moves of stabbing, chopping, and picking, and the blood shadow spear in Yang Yifan's hand would also move with it.

Dangdang.

The sound of weapons crashing into the ring was constantly heard.

Damn it.

Dai Zong's teeth were about to be crushed, but he still couldn't stop Yang Yifan's increasingly fierce offensive.

After a stick of incense, his chest was punctured, blood gushed out, and the whole person fell out of the ring in embarrassment.

Actually won!

Zi Wuji, Jian Yi, Nangong Yue and the others were very disappointed, they were all looking forward to Yang Yifan being defeated early, but who knew that Yang Yifan would break through at this time, how could they not be disappointed?

"I don't believe it. ”

Another guy got into the ring.

It's just that his strength is not as good as Dai Zong, but he has persisted in less than a hundred moves.

The third guy to come to power insisted on more than 60 moves.

The fourth, fifth, and sixth guys who came to power also fell under the Blood Shadow Gun.

How long did it last?

Zhao Feiyang's eyes were also a little gloomy.

He only insisted on it for a short time and then quit that state, which shows that Yang Yifan is stronger than him.

And during this period of time, the mini gun in Yang Yifan's sea of knowledge was also shrinking inch by inch, gradually losing its gun shape, and becoming round, about the size of a walnut.

Rumble.

At this moment, the fierce aura on Yang Yifan's body reached an extreme, making people feel like they didn't dare to look at it directly.

Gun Seed Condensation!

The five powerhouses of the Star Picking Sect all smiled and nodded, it was obvious that Yang Yifan's performance satisfied them.

Call.

Zhao Feiyang also breathed a sigh of relief, Yang Yifan's spear intent seed was condensed, and it was time to withdraw from that state, so that it was impossible to defeat the next martial artist with Yang Yifan's injured state.

In other words, it is impossible for Yang Yifan to break his record of defeating 27 opponents in a row.

It's a pity!

Some martial artists are sighing, if Yang Yifan's state can be maintained for a period of time, it is completely possible to tie or even break Zhao Feiyang's record.