Chapter 113: Shot

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Fan Lang and Biyan Ancestor fought in close quarters, the sword was like a dream, and it was as fast as lightning.

Nine swords, six swords, a total of three hits.

Biyan Ancestor's crutches were superb, and he hit twenty-five times in a row in an instant, and his attack frequency and strength were higher than Fan Lang's, and he hit six times in total.

The next moment, the two staggered by, and Fan Lang used his sword together, broke through the dark clouds, and rushed out.

"Poof!"

Fan Lang spat blood from his mouth, the injury was not light, the red light on his body flashed, and the blood demon added to his body to play a role, converting the damage of several hits into a part of his health.

After all, the effect of this recovery is limited, and he cannot fully recover Fan Lang's injuries, his injuries are still very serious, and his health has dropped by nearly one-third. If it weren't for the fact that he had five times his health and the human dragon form, he would have died a long time ago.

Looking at Biyan Ancestor again, there were obviously three more wounds on his body, although they were not very deep, which also made him a little embarrassed. It was the first time in nearly a hundred years that a Xuanzong had forced him to such an extent.

He hoped it was the last time!

"After a few moves in a row, you're really durable, see if you can take a few more moves. ”

Biyan Ancestor danced his crutches and pointed at the sky, as if he was giving orders to the sky, which was the authority of the king.

Reverse the Heavens, Thunder!

Click!

Click!

The thunder scurried, broke through the clouds, and bombarded the crutches together, blending into it. The crutches absorbed all the thunder and lightning in the dark clouds, blooming with a blinding white light, and the crackling sound was endless.

"Being hit by me is equivalent to being struck by a hundred thunderbolts, can you still bear it? Don't say that you are only half a dragon, even if you are a real dragon, there is only one way to die!"

Biyan Ancestor pointed at Fan Lang who was standing in the air with a cane, and his tone was calm. This time, he took out the killing move to press the bottom of the box, and made up his mind to kill Fan Lang with one move.

Fan Lang spat out a mouthful of blood, raised his sword and put on a posture, still unafraid.

The decisive move is about to begin, and the atmosphere between heaven and earth is depressing.

Far below, more than 100,000 people looked up to watch the battle together, and they were already shocked by the series of strong duels just now, this is the real master's move, all kinds of means emerge in endlessly, one move is stronger than another, and even the celestial phenomena can be reversed.

"A Xuanzong can fight with King Xuan, and block so many moves, it's too powerful. The beautiful young woman covered her mouth, her eyes wide open with astonishment.

"Well, this is definitely a rare genius in a hundred years, the Xuanzong realm is already so powerful, and the future is limitless. Xiao Guinan, who was next to him, nodded and praised.

Even the masters of Xuanzong like them have such a high evaluation, let alone others, in the eyes of those ordinary people, Fan Lang is simply unattainable, and he can only look up.

What Fan Lang needs now is not praise, but real help. Fighting with King Xuan, ordinary people can't help at all, Li Yunyan and those people can only be in a hurry, only the masters of the Xuanzun realm have the strength to help.

Yun Dongying raised his head and stared at the two people in mid-air with his left eye, he saw all the confrontations just now. Fan Lang proved that he had the ability to contain Biyan Ancestor, which was already rare.

"Even a Xuanzong kid dares to fight this old monster, is it that I, Xuanzun, are just here to watch?"

"My promise is not empty talk!"

"The rhetoric just now is not empty talk!"

"If you don't kill this old monster, what will you take to avenge my dead brother Tao Fangzhi!"

Yun Dongying turned his heart sideways, and finally made up his mind to help, with Fan Lang to contain Biyan Ancestor, plus multiple Xuanzun joined forces, there was definitely hope of killing Biyan Ancestor.

The opportunity is here.

He has been obscure for more than 20 years before waiting for this opportunity, and now Biyan Ancestor is alone, which is an excellent opportunity, the opportunity cannot be lost, and it will not come again.

Wang Yinjun's most famous archer finally struck.

Yun Dongying leaped forward, jumped into the air, raised the big bow in his hand, drew an arrow, and put it on the bowstring. Xuan Li burst out, covering the entire set of bows and arrows, and the arrows bloomed with brilliant brilliance and buzzed.

Look northwest, shoot the wolf!

Sou!

The arrows pierced through the sky and went straight to the ancestor of Biyan, like a meteor flying backwards into the sky.

Biyan Ancestor sensed something was wrong, stepped on the void, dodged and dodged, but the incoming arrow suddenly turned and aimed at him again. In the blink of an eye, the arrows flew closer, and it was too late to dodge.

Biyan Ancestor had to swing his crutch and slammed it into the arrow, and the lightning on the crutch exploded, blasting the arrow into pieces, and the arrow had a dark energy on it, impacting Biyan Ancestor's entire arm, and suffered some dark injuries.

"Yun Dongying has always had no arrows, can you dodge?"

Yun Dongying held a big bow in his hand, and his tone was proud.

Biyan Ancestor wanted to solve Fan Lang with one move, but was interrupted by this arrow, glared angrily at the bottom, and shouted: "Yundong Eagle, do you Flying Feather Gang want to fight against Biyan Valley? I don't remember that your Flying Feather Gang has King Xuan in charge. The mid-grade forces are different from the mid-grade forces. ”

"It doesn't matter, there is only one Xuan King in Biyan Valley, kill you, Biyan Valley will no longer have to be afraid. There was no turning back from the bow, and since this arrow was shot, I already had enlightenment. As Yun Dongying spoke, he took out another arrow and put it on the bowstring, bent his legs, pressed his waist, stretched his arms, and pulled his bow like a full moon, making a series of movements.

"Six brothers of the Xuanzun realm, if you also recognize me as a brother, you will shoot together!"

"As for the Mandarin Duck Couple, if the two of you really form an alliance, hurry up and take action!

Yun Dongying's last two sentences are aimed at different targets, and it is not enough for him to rely on one Xuanzun, everyone must be mobilized.

There are a total of seven Xuanzun masters in the Flying Feather Gang, and the remaining six people are like-minded with Yun Dongying, which is not only the relationship between superiors and subordinates, but also close friends.

These six people are also masters of archery, and they all bent their bows and arrows, aiming their edges at Biyan Ancestor.

Next, it depends on what the Mandarin Duck Heroes decide.

The couple glanced at each other, if they made a move, they would really be dragged into the water, and there was no possibility of withdrawing.

"Do you dare to take this risk with me?" Xiao Guinan asked.

"Let's make a move! I hope you can get the Heavenly Providence Flower and break through to the realm of the Xuan King. Tori Yiren took a deep breath and made a decision.

"Okay!

"Biyan Ancestor is extraordinary, you must be careful when fighting. ”

The husband and wife both drew their swords, they practiced the mandarin duck swordsmanship, they must really love each other to practice, the swordsmanship is used by men and women together, the two sides complement each other, help each other, share the power of the mysterious, and the power is monstrous.

The two sword lights flashed into the air and suddenly flew towards the Blue Smoke Ancestor. They shot, one is for the providence of the flower, this is profit, and the other is to punish the adulterous and eliminate the evil, this is chivalry.

People are complex, and so are their purposes.

Fan Lang saw this scene in his eyes, and the corners of his lips raised.

This group of guys who are watching from the wall are finally willing to end!