Chapter Eighty-Six: Fierce Battle
The black ink spear in Lin Chen's hand shook the white jade ground! Suddenly, an extremely terrifying momentum slowly spread! If it weren't for Lin Chen standing here, it was really hard to believe that this terrifying aura was actually emitted by an eight-step mortal realm martial artist!
On the high platform, the Kong Tianyuan held the wine glass in his hand, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised a smile, the stronger Lin Chen, the happier this Kong Tianyuan became!
This is enough to prove that Yun Lao's choice is correct!
Above the sky, the people of all the major sects praised one after another, this Lin Chen is undoubtedly the best among the younger generation!
Only the eight-step mortal realm can suppress and beat the martial artists of the two-step Qi Nian Realm, so after this day, after Lin Chen breaks through to the Qi Nian Realm, the martial artists of the two-step Qi Nian Realm are afraid that in Lin Chen's hands, they will not be able to hold three moves!
On the white jade ring, Lin Chen waved the black ink spear, looked at Zhang Luo and said loudly.
"Zhang Gongzi, this first disciple, do you think you are qualified to take on the role?"
Lin Chen's tone was full of disdain!
Even on top of these words, Lin Chen was directly covered with a spiritual power! The loud voice of the words spread throughout the entire dojo!
The Yantian Daoist on the high platform, his face was completely gloomy, and the wine glass in his hand seemed to be stable, but the wine in it was constantly rippling!
The people of the various sects above the sky looked down with a good attitude of watching the show at this time, and the people of the Demon Yuan Sect were squinting at Zhang Luo at this time!
Zhang Luo covered his lower abdomen, supported the red fire long stick on the ground, slowly stood up and looked at Lin Chen, and said coldly with a gloomy face!
"Lin family boy! No matter when and where you go! You are a despicable person! You are such a despicable person! You can only be crushed!"
With a low voice, Zhang Luo held the fiery red long stick tightly and rushed towards Lin Chen!
As he rushed away, dozens of phantom fiery red phantoms appeared behind Zhang Luo!
It's like thirty doppelgangers!
It's terrifying!
On top of the red fire long stick, it was as if it was on fire! The raging flames burned on the long stick! The extremely terrifying blazing qi accompanied Zhang Luo's phantom and went straight to the forest dust!
"Despicable people!
I only heard a roar, and suddenly it sounded on the top of the white jade ring! The Yantian Daoist on the high platform! Suddenly stood up! His eyes must have been! His body trembled slightly!
The people on the high platform looked at the Yan Tian Dao people at this time! The Kong Tianyuan shook his head with pity.
This Red Flame Dance Decisive is the Great Yan Peak Zhenfeng Peerless Martial Arts! It is the Xuan-Rank Advanced Martial Arts! But the lethality has reached the peak of the Xuan-Rank!
The reason for this is that this red flame dance is chaotic, and it needs to rely on its own essence and blood!
It is no exaggeration to say that this trick! Zhang Luo needs to recover for at least half a year!
The surging spiritual power fluctuations continued to surge above the white jade ring, and Chu Rou'er and the others in the audience stood up one after another, and Chu Rou'er's eyes were even more anxious!
In this style, Hongyan danced wildly, even Chu Rou'er, who was in the whole state, had no confidence to stop it!
And at this time, that Lin Chen was holding the black ink spear in his hand, and looked at Zhang Luo who was rushing towards him with this confidence in his eyes, and he was not disturbed by the surging momentum in the slightest!
Almost instantly, more than thirty fiery red phantoms surrounded Lin Chen! Then, more than thirty phantoms shot together!
It's like more than 30 Zhang Luo using Red Flame Dance Together!
That's terrifying!
But at this moment, the spear in Lin Chen's hand suddenly stuck into the ground!
Then the figure gradually turned into an illusion!
I only heard the sound of the Taoist bombardment! But the forest dust was not damaged in the slightest!
At this time, whether it was on the high platform or above the sky, those martial artists whose strength far exceeded that of the Distraction Realm almost widened their eyes at this moment!
It is simply impossible to resist a martial art comparable to the peak of the Xuan Rank with his bare hands!
Even that Sky Tianyuan! was wide-eyed at this time! What is the martial arts that Lin Chen! is performing!?
The martial arts that Lin Chen practiced were nothing else, it was the Bahe Fighting Technique obtained in the cave under the cold abyss!
This eight-in-one fighting skill! Turn the body into a weapon! It can block everything! It can bombard everything!
The surface of Lin Chen's body was covered with a faint white halo, nothing else, it was the protection brought by the Eight Combination Fighting Technique!
If it was before the Three-Blood Foundation Building Method, maybe Lin Chen wouldn't have dared to resist like this! But now Lin Chen's strength has not only come to the eight-step mortal realm, but the strength of his physical body is even closer to that of a two-step or even a three-step martial artist of the Mind Realm!
Rumble... Rumble... Rumble!
No matter how fierce Zhang Luo's offensive was, there was a moment of exhaustion, and at the moment when Zhang Luo's offensive weakened! Lin Chen instantly began to fight back!
I saw Lin Chen take a few steps forward under his feet! Then those fists kept bombarding Zhang Luo's body!
Even if Zhang Luo wields a flaming red stick to resist! But what can he resist?
Zhang Luo's face was bitter, he didn't know how many punches he had carried down, and the long stick in his hand was withdrawn, and then he shouted coldly!
"Three Howling Sticks!"
The shadow of the stick appeared in front of Lin Chen! It seemed to have a chilling energy and the sound of breaking the sky!
A sneer slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he bent down and grabbed the black ink spear not far behind him, and the spear shook!
Lou Rufeng, who was in the Liuyuan Gate, couldn't help but sigh, even if Lou Rufeng was in the middle of the Liuyuan Gate, he didn't dare to say that the use of the cloud spear was as skillful as Lin Chen!
A cloud-piercing spear directly collided with its three howling sticks, and in an instant, the awe-inspiring energy spread everywhere!
Many people raised their hands one after another to resist the strong wind in front of them!
But just when everyone raised their hands to resist the wind, the forest dust spear probed!
At the moment when Zhang Luo hesitated, the spear bombarded Zhang Luo's wrist!
The palm of his hand was weak, and the fiery red long stick fell to the ground, and then, Lin Chen's spear swept Zhang Luo's legs!
This Zhang Luo fell directly on the opposite side!
But before it could fall to the ground, Lin Chen's long stick was slapped down again!
I only heard a loud bang! That Zhang Luo fell on top of the white jade ring!
But just when everyone thought that the game was over, that Zhang Luo turned over suddenly! With his fist in his hand, he slammed it towards Lin Chen!
"Broken Mountain Fist!"
The low-level martial arts of the Xuan Rank, the level is already not low, and the lethality is not small! But at this time, Lin Chen snorted coldly and swung his fist!
A low cheer rang out at the same time!
"Sixteen-inch fist!"