Chapter Eighty-Five: The Vine of the Demon Realm

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Putting away the wooden sword, Fan Chen sneered.

Bang Bang Bang !!

I saw a dazzling afterimage of the palm, and when it became one, there was already an extra handful of petals in the palm of Fan Chen's palm.

"I've rewarded you" The slightly painful feeling came from the palm of his hand, Fan Chen snorted coldly, and waved the petals in the direction where the leaf fell.

All this happened for a moment, and the rubble in the air was gradually weakening, and it was about to fall.

As soon as the petals in Fan Chen's hands flew out, he pressed his hands on the ground and stood upside down, while his legs were forked, like a windmill spinning.

In his previous life, Fan Chen knew Huaxia's kung fu well, so he will show it by the way today.

"Bang... Bang... Bang" a series of crashing sounds rang out.

Countless rubbles in the air shot out like lightning from the smoke and dust that had not yet dispersed with a violent sound.

"Carving insect technique" Ye Luo snorted disdainfully, and green vines as thick as two people rose around his body at some point.

The green vines swept the petals as if they were alive, and then met the gravel that followed.

However......

"Bang... Bang" gravel was easily shattered one by one by mortal dust and turned into smoke and dust.

"What is Xiao Fan worried about?" Seeing that Fan Chen was slow to make a killing move, Ye Ling was a little puzzled.

According to Fan Chen's current strength, a slap can definitely seriously injure Ye Luo, but Fan Chen did not do so.

This scene made Ye Ling cautious, and his eyes began to sweep around.

Flicking his sleeve robe fiercely, Ye Luo swept away the smoke and dust around his body with his hand, raised his eyes to look in the direction where Fan Chen was standing, and was about to say a few mocking words, but saw that there was no one there.

As soon as his mind was startled, a figure shot out from the smoke and dust, and the fast figure reached Ye Luo in an instant like electricity, and a fist continued to expand in his eyes.

Bang!!!

The dull sound startled, but Ye Luo was not hurt at all.

I saw that the vine branches and leaves that were constantly dancing in front of the leaves had quickly unfolded, and the branches quickly joined together, turning into a green wall in an instant.

"No, then a few more punches!" Fan Chen raised his eyebrows and licked his somewhat dry lips.

Fan Chen has suppressed his strength, and now his strength is at the peak of stepping into the sky.

In the face of such a person, Fan Chen's eyes were full of desire to fight, he hadn't had such a strong opponent for a long time, so he had to use him to practice his reaction under the crisis.

That's right, this is one of the reasons why Fan Chen has been slow to make a move, once he asked Ye Zi if there is any other way to stimulate his potential besides fighting people who are more powerful than himself.

And Ye Zi directly said that he would go to the mortal spirit pressure hall, and in this regard, Fan Chen could only smile bitterly.

There was simply no time to go to the Mortal Spirit Suppression Hall these days, so that the task had not yet begun.

In the end, the leaves give this method.

For this method, Fan Chen thinks it's pretty good, at least, he won't be very dangerous.

Of course, since you want to suppress your own strength, you have to suppress it well, and you can't reveal your true strength all at once.

Looking at Ye Luo, Fan Chen smiled slightly.

In contrast, the group of people who were also at the peak of the heavens were too inferior in terms of means and strength compared to Ye Luo in front of them.

Step back with your right foot, bend your left knee slightly, spread your left hand and hang down in front of your chest, and bring your right hand to your waist.

In the eyes of others, Fanchen's move is like acrobatics, but for Fanchen, this move is very powerful.

A breath involuntarily spread, and then gradually rolled back, and the indomitable momentum suddenly retracted.

Fan Chen suddenly felt that there was something more in his fists, and a mysterious cyclone gradually formed under his feet, and the flowing spiritual power also became slow and stagnant.

The smoke and dust also seemed to be imprisoned, silently suspended in mid-air.

Looking at this thing, Fan Chen's eyes recalled, but soon calmed down again.

"Battle... "Battle Spirit" Ye Luo couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw this.

Fighting spirit condensed!!!

Bang!!!

The dull collision resounded almost throughout the battlefield, and the strong wind fluctuated outward, instantly sweeping away the smoke and dust on the ground, and the sight was also clear, and many people couldn't help but gasp.

How hard is this punch??

Fan Chen punched out hard, and the green barrier in front of him collapsed deeply, and the wall also kept shaking, and it actually emitted a piercing sound wave similar to a mournful roar.

Seeing that the green barrier had not yet collapsed, Fan Chen's other fist followed.

Bang!!!

After a punch, a crack finally appeared in the barrier.

Before Fan Chen could rejoice, the barriers quickly closed again, covering Ye Luo's figure.

"It seems that this strange plant has the ability to heal itself, and if it can't be destroyed with one blow, then it can only continue to destroy until it exceeds the limit of what it can bear."

Fan Chen pondered for a while, the battle intent in his eyes was deeper, and his subordinates no longer hesitated.

The right hand punched out, the left fist followed, the two fists struck, the left foot tiptoed a little, the waist twisted, the right leg carried the strong wind to sweep the vine barrier.

The right leg sweeps, a spin, and an elbow blow to the left arm.

Bang bang bang!!

The sound of the impact became more and more frequent, and all the people present in the back could barely hear the interruption, and all the attacks seemed to turn into a single blow.

Ye Luo looked at the vine barrier in front of him, which was constantly concave and collapsed, this appearance was about to collapse in a short time.

At this time, his face twitched, and his heart was even more turbulent.

"The defense of the vine of the Demon Realm, even if it is a person at the peak of the spiritual cultivation realm, there is no way to destroy it, how is this possible?"

After another mournful roar from the vine of the Demon Realm, Ye Luo put away the shock in his heart, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"It doesn't look like it's going to work without a trick, this was originally something that the second demon team didn't allow to use, but looking at it now, I can only give you a little enjoyment, should you say that you are lucky or unlucky?"

I saw Ye Luo murmuring softly in his mouth: "Demon Vine, show your true body!" As soon as the voice fell, the wall woven by the vines suddenly dispersed, and Ye Luo's figure suddenly appeared.

Fan Chen punched him, just hit the empty space, and was about to rush up.

At this moment, the vines in front of him suddenly grew rapidly, and the branches that were originally as thick as arms continued to expand to the thickness of thighs.

One of them was much thicker than mortal's waist, and its color gradually darkened from green to dark at last.

The barbs gradually stretched out, shining with a sharp light.

The tip of the thickest vine danced, and a blood-colored flower appeared, which quickly grew larger and bloomed rapidly.

It was supposed to be the heart of a flower, but now it is a bloody mouth full of sharp teeth.

Drops of dark green saliva continued to drip down, and the ground was actually hissing, and the ground was constantly corroded, and a fishy stench was coming from it.

The group of people looked at the strange flower that could almost swallow people whole, and a cool breath rose all over their bodies, and their feet kept retreating.

"It's... That's the trick of an alien race," one of them exclaimed.

Subsequently, more and more people were creepy, and the figure slowly retreated.

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