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The first time you can count the sneak attack as a temptation, you can tolerate it, but the second time you can't. That naked hostility should be responded with the same hostility!

Fan Lang's battle intent rushed straight to the top of his head, raised his hand to grasp the hilt of the sword behind him, and the dragon blood in his body rushed and shuttled.

On the opposite side, Tailian Mountain's face was gloomy, and he made two sneak attacks, both of which ended in failure. Especially the second time, he said so many good things in public, and put his posture so low, outsiders can see it.

His first sneak attack tested Fan Lang's strength and judged that it was not easy for him to win, so he later pretended to show goodwill, wanting Fan Lang to relax his vigilance and sneak attack and kill him in one fell swoop.

The dignified Xuanjun used this series of indiscriminate means, which was simply a disgrace to the word Xuanjun.

Drop, too cheap!

"Fan Lang, you made a big fuss about the Demon City and bullied my son, how can the city lord let you go and suffer death!" Tai Lianshan completely tore his face, attacked with one hand, and used the ability to seize the creation with the other hand, and used the card with the other hand, and the streamer flashed.

The effect of this card is to greatly enhance the power of the earth attribute, and it is the most commonly used card in Tailian Mountain.

The card flashed, turning into a cloud of yellow light and injecting it into Tailian Mountain's body. His right hand shot out, and a small mountain condensed in mid-air, weighing thousands of pounds, and terrifying.

This is not an illusion, but a real mountain, every rock is shaped by mystical power, with an essential transformation, mysterious and unpredictable.

There is a specialization in the art industry, and each Xuanjun has his own substance that he is best at shaping, some are good at shaping flesh, some are good at shaping metal, and some are good at shaping trees.

Of course, there are also peerless geniuses who are proficient in all kinds of shapes, and they are ever-changing and wonderful.

There is a mountain character in the name of Tailian Mountain, and it is precisely the mountain rock that it is best at shaping, like a mountain god who can control the mountains.

The hill in front of him was heavier than it looked, and it was easy to smash King Xuan to death.

Facing the fall of the hill, Fan Lang broke the method with his strength, and the dragon scale sword in his hand roared out, turning into a straight and sharp cold light, which was cut on the hill, dividing the hill into two, the incision was sharp and flat, smooth as a mirror.

The hill, which had been divided in half, smashed on both sides, one smashed the houses and the other smashed the streets out of the big holes.

"Isn't it good to fight like this at the beginning? Why waste the saliva you and I just had. Fan Lang held the dragon scale sword in his hand, and Ling Ran said.

As soon as the words fell, he didn't wait for the other party to answer, he instantly entered the form of a human dragon, his figure flashed, the Zixiao Dragon wings behind him were completely opened, and by the way, he also used a twist to enhance the effect of the anti-celestial phenomenon.

The dragon scale sword slashed out again, and the green dragon slash was cast, and a green dragon sword qi opened its mouth and danced, biting towards Tailian Mountain.

Tailian Mountain exerted the power of creation, and the yellow light on his body suddenly appeared, and he turned into a set of rock armor, covering his whole body, and from a distance, it seemed to have turned into a stone man. He let out a loud shout and swung the Rock Giant Fist, blasting at the Qinglong Sword Qi and blasting it with one punch.

The sword was not so easy to resist, and the rock on the fist of Tailian Mountain burst open, and the skin of the palm of the hand opened. With a twist of his body, he launched a counterattack, and performed a trick of flying sand and stones, using the wind to roll the Xuanli sand and stones, and swept away towards Fan Lang.

Break!

Fan Lang broke through the storm with a sword, his body shook, and there was no big problem, the dragon scale sword in his hand went straight to Tai Lianshan's throat, forcing Tai Lianshan to hold the sword in both hands, and with his hands with rocks, he slammed the dragon scale sword and stopped castration.

The remnants pushed Mount Tailian out, shattering a wall, a house, and dragging a series of deep marks.

This family is considered unlucky, and the so-called protected area, which is not safe today, has broken the previous peace.

Not far away, Taixiongchuan stared at the battle and shouted: "Dad, you must help me kill him and take out this evil breath for me!"

At the same time, the masters of the City Lord's Mansion have surrounded this place, and they will rush up as soon as they give an order.

There are also tiger troops who are also rushing over.

The entire Demon Suppression City was panicked.

Fierce fighting continues.

Mountains and rocks attack jade!

Tailian Shan performed a killing move, the stone in his hand turned into a sharp cone, and stabbed out angrily at Fan Lang, this sharp cone changed its essence, and it actually formed a texture similar to a diamond, which can penetrate everything.

Fan Lang avoided its edge, dodged and retreated, and came to win by skill, continuously performing pupil techniques, first the dragon's eye, and then the dream eye.

"Roar!"

The dragon's eyes form a mental shock, turning into a roaring dragon in Tailianshan's mind, traumatizing his thoughts.

Then the Dream Weaver Eye weaves a nightmare, which will create an illusion of Tailian Mountain, with his strength, he can resist this kind of attack to a great extent, but he cannot be completely immune, and will be affected by interference.

The change in mind dragged down the offensive of Tailian Mountain, and this thunderous blow withered and lost its accuracy.

Fan Lang seized the opportunity to exert his ability to defy the heavens, condensing the rain in the dark clouds, and letting the rain form a stream, which was black and as black as ink.

Against the Heavens, Ink the Sky!

This kind of anti-celestial phenomenon is recorded in the Emperor's Holy Scriptures, and it is a very unpopular anti-celestial phenomenon, and there are very few users, and not many people even know about it.

Using the ink firmament, it can be matched with Fan Lang's newly learned nine-star swordsmanship, which is called ink swordsmanship, the sword is like painting, stunning and gorgeous, with artistic beauty, and it is a powerful swordsmanship with far-reaching artistic conception.

The dragon scale sword in Fan Lang's hand seemed to turn into a brush, painting directly on the heaven and earth, the blade of the sword flowed, and the black sword qi was like ink, painted in mid-air, turning into a drawing line of rolling waves.

Ink Swordsmanship: Wandering Waves!

This is a painting of rivers and lakes, painting water, dangerous water!

The ink sword qi rolled and drowned Mount Tailian, shattering his rock armor, and then wounding his flesh and skin, and I saw him sink up and down in the water.

"Ahh

Tailian Mountain screamed and hurriedly punched the sky, and the earth under his feet rose high, forming a high mountain that lifted him up to the sky. The neighborhood beneath his feet was completely destroyed, as if it had been baptized by a great earthquake.

There was a clear gap in this battle from the beginning, Tailian Mountain suffered losses again and again, and at this time he had become a bloody man, standing on the top of the mountain, embarrassed.

Tailian Mountain has lost the gentleness and elegance of the past, and at this time, his eyes are about to split, and his fierce face is revealed.

"I'm going to kill you!" Tailianshan roared.

Kill?

Easier said than done!

The next moment, Fan Lang broke through the air, his speed was fast, and he stepped on the Tailian Mountain at the top of the mountain, and stepped on it under his feet.

Even the people and the mountain were trampled together, crumbling and sinking, all the way to the horizon. Large and small rubble cracked apart and scattered in all directions.

Fan Lang's feet stepped on Tailianshan's face, and the soles of his shoes came into close contact with his face.

Not only does he have to step on his son, but he also has to step on Lao Tzu together!