Under the blessing of Tiangang's seven fists, Ji Mubai, who turned into a golden bell-shaped, knew that he was suffering at this moment. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Tiangang Jinzhong, the advantage was originally in the terrifying destructive power generated by hitting the opponent, but now when he met Lin Zhan, he didn't have a chance to hit him, but was surrounded by him.

Attack is an advantage, and in defense, it is slightly inferior.

And Lin Zhan is opening and closing at this moment, tirelessly performing the Flame Fist Technique, the essence of the first three styles has been fully comprehended, and one punch is more fierce than the other.

There was a loud bang in mid-air.

This is not a collision of flesh fists, but dazzling flames and arcs emitted from fists, constantly burning and eroding opponents, strength is the foundation, and fist flames are strengthening.

Ji Mubai's golden bell shrank smaller and smaller, and the speed of rotation became slower and slower.

"Tiangang Seven Fist Fourth Style: Phantom ......" Ji Mubai felt that he should change his moves again, otherwise he would be beaten by Lin Zhan like this, and his body's nutrition would not be able to keep up.

"Phantom is wet, let's end it!" Lin Zhan didn't wait for him to change his moves, he climbed to the top of the Golden Bell and threw a punch!

Sonor!

It's really like a big bell being shattered by a shock, and the collapsed remnants are the spiritual power and essence blood that Ji Mubai is spilling out at this moment.

Ji Mubai was abolished, and the golden bell of Tiangang's seven fists had dissipated violently, and at this moment, he was still holding his fists high, maintaining the posture of resisting Lin Zhan's final blow, but his body was falling rapidly, and finally hit the ground with a bang, causing the mountains and forests to tremble together, and he fell out of a deep pit.

Beating the turtle grandson, Lin Zhan adjusted his body, quickly fell, and continued to punch, vowing to send Ji Mubai out of the elimination area.

Shout!

A silver-white light rushed in, it was the sword qi in Fan Ning's hand, swept over!

Lin Zhan turned over flexibly, avoided it, fell to the ground, and said coldly: "What, will you also save your companions?"

Spread out his palms, and the ink sword was in his hand.

Although there were more than a dozen captured Burial Sword Peak Swords in the space, the ink sword was used to it.

Knowing that after being promoted to the Yellow Rank, the power of the ink sword was no longer enough, but he was reluctant to change it for a while, which was also a kind of nostalgia for Lin Zhan.

"Are you sure you want to use this mortal sword to break the sword?" Fan Ning missed a sword just now, but at this moment he put the sword in front of him, stroked the lines on the blade, and said disdainfully.

"Hehe, I haven't tried it, how do you know that your sword is better than mine?" Lin Zhan was heavy with his sword, this kind of momentum was really not comparable to a long sword.

"Then try!" Fan Ning swung his sword, and with a slash from afar, a boulder was picked up by him and flew towards Lin Zhan.

Lin Zhan didn't dodge or dodge, jumped up against the boulder, and finally in the air, he tapped his toes on the boulder, and swept forward with his strength, and the ink sword that was filled with spiritual power, on the broad and thick sword body, instantly burst out with a mixture of gold and silver.

When Fan Ning saw it, he changed his relaxed face, and with a flick of his wrist, the sword qi turned into red flowers and bloomed into a curtain.

The beautiful red flowers, but with the breath of death, are so enchanting that they are so touching that they bloom into a boundless sea of flowers......

This is the Burial Sword Peak Sword Technique that Fan Ning majored in: Thousand Flowers Sword Formation.

A sword that can unleash a thousand murderous red flowers is the culmination of the Thousand Flowers Sword Array, which can kill more than ten opponents of the same rank at a time.

However, Fan Ning's Thousand Flower Sword Formation has not yet reached its peak, and he can only use a hundred red flower sword qi, if it is against an ordinary Yellow Order, it should be more than enough, but although Lin Zhan is still in the second rank of the Yellow Order, he is not an ordinary person.

is not an ordinary person, that's all, he also has the wind and rain cloud body shape footwork, which is the most important point.

No matter what formation you are facing, speed and sensitivity are the keys to breaking the formation.

When the Thousand Flowers Sword Formation was formed, there were only a hundred murderous red flowers, which filled the space that Lin Zhan was about to pass through, and Lin Zhan only needed to dodge it.

And the reason why the sword flowers have become the sword flower array is also because these flowers are moving and jumping at any time.

Wind and rain clouds are the best guarantee for moving in advance.

Fan Ning danced the long sword in his hand, and remotely controlled the flowers of the sword flower to bloom and fall from a distance, one defeat after another, sometimes like dense raindrops, sometimes like a flying fire meteor, trying to trap Lin Zhan in the sea of red flowers.

Lin Zhan's ink sword collided with the first red flower, and the sword qi on the surface of the ink sword seemed to ripple, triggering a ripple on the surface of a rocky lake.

The power of such a sword qi flower is not too great, Lin Zhan instantly understood, as long as he didn't let him get close, there was no threat at all.

Moreover, Fan Ning's energy was scattered among the hundred sword flowers, if he was divided and attacked like this, I am afraid that it would only drag on for a little longer, and it would be exhausted in the end.

Sonorous ......

Lin Zhan increased the attack speed of the ink sword in his hand, and his body shuttled through the hundred red flower sword qi like a streamer, and he shot continuously, instantly destroying twenty or thirty flowers in a small area.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Fan Ning immediately adjusted the sword formation, only to see that the safflower quickly changed its trajectory, the two fused together, and the volume was enlarged several times, and within one breath, the remaining safflower had all completed this fusion process.

As the volume increases, the power is more than doubled.

Lin Zhan's difficulty in attacking these red flowers has become a little greater, but this is obviously not enough!

It's just a waste of more energy, Lin Zhan is still at ease when he breaks the formation like this, and he can appreciate the subtlety of the formation, so he has a strong interest, and he studies it while cracking it.

When Fan Ning saw it, his eyes suddenly cracked, and the time dragged on longer and longer, and his spiritual power was being continuously consumed.

With a horizontal heart, he gritted his teeth and changed the flower of sword qi again, if he wanted to win by quantity, he would suffer from it, it was better to deal with it with quality, maybe he could make Lin Zhan, a thorn in his eye, suffer a lot.

The Thousand Flowers Sword Array suddenly withdrew from the curtain of the sea of flowers, and many red flowers all condensed together, turning into the shape of a huge golden flower lotus platform.

The lotus platform rotated, glowing with golden light, dazzling and with a fierce coercion, towards Lin Zhan as a hood.

Lin Zhan swung his body away, and said with a smile: "Turtle grandson, the flower that women like, you are quite playful!"

"Lin Zhan, the old man will kill you today!" Fan Ning was already very angry, and at this moment, he was even more furious.

The huge golden lotus platform chased after Lin Zhan, dragging a long red mang.

"Hehe, this lotus platform seems to be made by the spiritual power in Fan Ning's body, if he absorbs it, I don't know if it will make him angry?" Lin Zhan couldn't help but think as he moved, and his divine sense probed into the white bone tower in the space to inspect its recovery......

The golden lotus platform was approaching, Lin Zhan turned around, slashed down with a sword, knocked the lotus platform and flew upside down for several feet, this time, Fan Ning was also tightened in his chest, he held the sword with both hands instead, and his spiritual power was all concentrated, controlling the lotus platform to burst out with the strongest coercion and bombarded Lin Zhan.

Lin Zhan was waiting for this moment, and as soon as his mind moved, the white and flawless huge body of the white bone tower suddenly stood in front of the lotus platform, and the huge mouth at the bottom of the tower rolled up a monstrous whirlpool, wanting to take the lotus platform into his abdomen......