"It's a good time!" Yang Long shouted, just waiting with his empty hands.

Although his physical fitness has been terrifyingly improved, and he has also obtained steel and iron bones because of the strange body refining Xiaocheng, Yang Long has not carried away, and he still needs to be taken seriously in the face of Adam, a strong man who is excellent in all aspects.

Now it seems that Yang Long is unarmed, but in fact, after his physical fitness has increased sharply, his hands are empty, and he can exert his combat effectiveness even more. However, these reactions were not the case in Adam's eyes, and the young man in front of him was silently despising himself in the eyes of the stormtroopers.

Swish!

The two-handed greatsword that was about to slash Yang Long's head accelerated again, and the wide sword body formed an iron gate that seemed to be pressed down from the sky because of the speed of swinging. If Yang Long might not have been able to respond at all with such a swift blow ten minutes ago, he would have been cut down by the sword, but now he was no longer much of a threat to him.

Yang Long's body flashed lightly to the side, and he dodged the sword that was cut down by a fraction of a millimeter, and the huge blade instantly cut the unsolid dirt ground into a half-meter-deep earth pit, and at the same time, the residual strength that had not yet dissipated shook the ground around the pit into several cracks.

The moment the blade just slashed into the ground, Yang Long kicked the ground with both feet, and the whole person crashed into Adam's arms. Several times faster than not long ago, Adam was completely unable to react, and in just a few seconds, Yang Long had already punched seven or eight punches towards Adam's chest and abdomen.

Knock! knock

Adam's body made the sound of beating war drums, and although the iron chain mail he wore wiped out most of Yang Long's fist power, Adam's face still showed pain for the first time since the battle.

"Drink!" With a roar, Adam endured his physical discomfort, grabbed the hilt of the sword with one hand and threw it out, and the sword body attacked Yang Long's back as if it were self-slaughtering.

Yang Long, who had been watching and listening to all directions, naturally sensed the enemy's attempt, and after smashing two punches again, Yang Long turned around and pointed his finger on the side of the blade of the big sword, and at the same time stepped on Adam's chest with both feet, and jumped a few meters away from the top of the blade.

At this time, Adam really became a sword-wielding self-killing, and in a hurry, he hurriedly spread his right hand and let the big sword fly down, but he quickly lay on the spot, narrowly avoiding the seemingly suicidal blow. Then Adam grabbed the big sword back in his hand with a roll, and then looked at Yang Long with a sigh of relief.

However, this look made the ghost fire in Adam's heart rise three feet high again. Such a big hole is a very good opportunity to attack, Yang Long actually stood stupidly again and muttered to himself, frowning and constantly punching into the air, completely ignoring himself.

"What's going on?, why can't you exert your strength" Yang Long's childish face was full of sorrow, and he said to himself in a puzzled way: "Obviously, the refining body is small, and you can gather qi in the palm of your hand."

rushed in front of Adam just now, and the reason why he chose to attack Adam's chest and abdomen was to take advantage of it. Another reason is that Yang Long wants to send out a killing force, with a killing power comparable to the penetration of a large-caliber bullet, it can definitely easily penetrate the enemy's chain mail and kill him in one blow at the mouth of the heart.

But when Yang Long attacked a blow, he suddenly found that he couldn't exert his strength at all. According to the experience of casting qi energy countless times in his previous life, he first gathered the qi flowing throughout his body, and then gathered it in the palm of his right hand, but he could not continue to urge the qi to leave the body along the fingers.

After repeatedly trying to exert his strength, Yang Long gradually felt that his entire right hand began to tingle, as if there were countless tiny embroidery needles from the inside out, trying to break through the skin and rush out of the body. In desperation, Yang Long could only give up the opportunity to kill the enemy in seconds, and simply hit Adam with his fists.

It's a pity that even if the physical fitness has increased several times, the strength between Yang Long and Adam is only between Bozong, relying on his fists to beat Adam pain, but he can't cause substantial damage to the body protected by chain mail. When Adam counterattacked, Yang Long had to use his strength to distance himself and then do what he wanted.

Gently kneading the ring finger of his right hand, he poked the blade of the big sword with this finger just now, and as soon as he touched Yang Long, he felt like he was on a wall, and his fingers were injured by the reaction force at that time. Although the body's defense ability has reached the terrifying protective power that only third-order zombies can have, it is still like paper paste in front of this sword.

The confrontation situation resumes again, and Adam needs to come to his senses to reassess Yang Long's combat effectiveness, and Yang Long also needs time to think about countermeasures. The peace did not last long, however, and a few minutes later Adam took the lead in attacking again.

This time Adam was very cautious, and he also understood that the young man in front of him had become an existence that could threaten his life. So now attacking again, Adam is obviously a little less powerful and a little more in control of his attacking skills.

Yang Long also lost his biggest killer weapon because he couldn't exert his strength, and the joy of being able to practice ancient martial arts again was also diluted a lot. The offensive method is no longer the previous wide open and close, and begins to attack steadily.

The change in the way the two fight made the previous bloody scene very boring. The current Adam is like a king hiding in a turtle shell, except for occasionally slashing out a sword to force Yang Long back or trying to attack, there is no more reckless rush before.

And Yang Long is like an agile cheetah, constantly roaming around Adam, even if he catches the gap burst, he will only retreat, as if he wants to rely on protracted battles to grind the enemy to death.

The battle went on without hurry, and before you knew it, two hours had passed. After such a long time, even if the physical strength of the two of them is far beyond ordinary people, it is a little difficult to fight all the time.

"Hey, what are you resisting?" Smiling and wiping the sweat droplets oozing from his head, Yang Long gasped softly, his hands trembling slightly due to excessive physical exertion: "Are you still expecting some miracle to happen?"

And Adam was even more embarrassed, his originally pale face was pale, and his lips were chapped and soaked with sweat.

At this moment in the fight, there are no obvious scars on the bodies of the two. However, when the physical strength was about the same, Yang Long was empty-handed and Adam needed to wield a giant sword that looked like it weighed one or two hundred catties, and after a long battle, Adam's physical strength was far greater than that of Yang Long.

Yang Long, who felt that the battle was decided, continued to roam and threaten Adam, and at the same time said cool words, as if he wanted to return all the humiliations he had suffered before.

Maybe it was because of the words, but suddenly Yang Long's fast-running legs were weak, and the whole person almost fell to his knees. After standing still for a while, Yang Long quickly took a dozen steps back before looking at his entire right arm steadily.