Even Zhuo Long, who had been through a hundred battles, couldn't help but feel a little numb in the face of the various magic runes that came like raindrops. It was the first time he had faced such a crazy guy, and there were hundreds of talismans in one shot.

To Xin Yan's surprise, Zhuo Long didn't pay any attention to the various magic runes that attacked him from all directions, he didn't retreat but advanced, and shouted: "Break!" The hundred refining vajra pestle in his hand slammed into the direction where Xin Yan was!

A red-golden pestle shadow, with a sharp sound of breaking the sky, shot towards Xin Yan.

Xin Yan only felt that the golden light flashed in front of him, and a red-golden pestle shadow was about to reach his heart!

It's just a mighty Zen!

"Golden Pestle Slash!"

Xin Yan is a knowledgeable person, Zhuo Long's pestle, it seems to be ordinary, but in fact, it has won the essence of the word "heavy and clumsy" in the key to meditation! The other party's cultivation in Zen is profound, and the skill is far from being comparable to his wild path of being a halfway monk!

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, when it comes to body cultivation, you don't even deserve to lift shoes for others. ”

But there is an opportunity to humiliate Xin Yan, but the Red Demon will never let it go.

"You dead ladyboy, it's okay to go cool and don't make trouble for my brother. ”

Xin Yan was in danger, and his right fist, which was already ready to be attacked, slammed out in front of him.

Twelve Weeks of Demon Breaking Fist!

A dark golden fist shadow, as fast as lightning and flint, slammed into the crimson golden pestle shadow with a devastating momentum.

Rumble!

The crimson-gold pestle shadow and the golden fist shadow collided violently, and the sound was like thunder, and the two were annihilated at the same time.

Xin Yan only felt that he was hit by a huge force, his chest was stuffy, and he took more than ten steps back under his feet before he could stand firm.

At this moment, Zhuo Long was also hit by hundreds of magic runes, and the battle armor on his body was suddenly blown to pieces, and his whole body trembled violently, obviously suffering a lot of injuries.

The first move of the two sides, on the surface, Xin Yan seemed to have a slight advantage, but Xin Yan knew that he had lost the upper hand.

With the help of Fu Zhi's cover, he successfully approached within ten zhang of Zhuo Long, and shot hundreds of magic runes for a sneak attack, and then played a twelve-day demon breaking punch.

However, Zhuo Long only waved the Hundred Alchemy Vajra pestle, which not only broke his offensive, but also successfully forced him back, successfully reversing the offensive and defensive momentum of both sides.

Of course, Zhuo Long did not pay the price of the destruction of the armor and the physical injury.

However, no matter how big the price is, it is worth it for Zhuo Long, because he has reversed the situation of being passively beaten and regained control of the initiative on the battlefield.

Zhuo Long took advantage of Xin Yan's undecided breath and stepped forward, and the Hundred Refining Vajra in his hand was heavily slashed, launching a new offensive!

"Kill!"

Another dark golden shadow struck Xin Yan's face like a meteor.

He has extremely rich combat experience, and he knows that the most important thing at this time is to stick to the other party, and he must not give the other party a chance to reorganize the layout, especially a cultivator like Xin Yan who is good at talisman formations.

"Broken!"

Zhuo Long's slash was extremely powerful, if it was before, Xin Yan would never dare to take it hard.

But after the battle with Yan Ziming, Xin Yan's level improved extremely quickly, he took a deep breath, and swung out both fists at the same time, sending out two twelve-day fists.

"Boom!"

"Boom ......"

The fist and the pestle shadow collided violently, and Xin Yan's [Demon King Break] and Zhuo Long's [Golden Pestle Slash] collided together without any tricks.

Xin Yan felt like he had bumped into a violent demonic beast, and he was knocked out of the air more than ten zhang away, his blood was surging, and he was very uncomfortable. Zhuo Long only shook his body slightly, and then stabilized his figure.

"What a terrible slash! I'm afraid that the full force of the Sword Cultivation in the Condensation Period will not be more than that. Xin Yan couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, he didn't expect Zhuo Long to be so terrifying.

"No wonder Yan Ziming folded in his hand. ”

On the other side, Zhuo Long was also secretly surprised, he originally thought that Xin Yan was just a Fu Xiu, and he had no other skills other than being able to manipulate the big array. I didn't expect him to know such an authentic meditation method as "King Kong Break", and his cultivation is not low.

"However, you are still far from fighting with me for meditation techniques. ”

Xin Yan's stubborn resistance angered Zhuo Long, and his eyes once again ignited a fierce battle intent, and the golden light of the hundred alchemy vajra pestle in his hand flashed, and he slashed down again, and a dazzling pestle shadow, with an irresistible might, slashed towards Xin Yan as fast as lightning! This slash was so powerful that the murderous aura was like a mountain, and Xin Yan felt that the qi in his whole body was locked, and even the operation of his spiritual power became stagnant.

"Die!"

The battle intent in Xin Yan's chest was also ignited, his whole body was full of golden light, and the spiritual power frantically poured into his fists, running Zhou Tian, and soon completed the accumulation of momentum, he roared, and slammed his fist, hitting two "Demon King Breaks" of the twelve Zhou Tian, the two golden fists condensed like substance, and the pestle shadow sent by Zhuo Long collided violently again.

"Boom!"

Xin Yan was knocked out again, and a deep wound was cut by the pestle shadow on his body, and blood gushed out. Zhuo Long still only shook his body slightly, and then stabilized his figure.

"This Zhuo Long's meditation realm is not low, and his combat skills are proficient, this kid is only afraid that he will have to endure hardships!" The Yan Demon couldn't help but show a bit of solemnity on his face as he watched the battle between Xin Yan and Zhuo Long.

Zhuo Long had some doubts in his heart, he was experienced, and he felt that something was wrong in it, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

It should be said that Xin Yan's fist technique has condensed killing intent and is extraordinary, if it is against an ordinary condensing vein cultivator, he may be able to easily kill the other party. But for Zhuo Long, Xin Yan's boxing skills simply could not pose a mortal threat to him.

Moreover, Zhuo Long knew very well that boxing techniques like "King Kong Break" consumed spiritual power were also extremely amazing, and with Xin Yan's cultivation, he would not last long. In other words, Xin Yan had already fallen into a dead end, his attacks could not deliver a fatal blow to the enemy, and his own spiritual power consumption was not enough to support him in a long-term battle.

"Hmph, I'd like to see what else you can do!"

Even if he continued to fight like this, Zhuo Long's own spiritual power consumption was also extremely high. However, he firmly believes that Xin Yan will definitely not be able to persevere first.

The most important thing is that Zhuo Long has identified one, as long as he is entangled with Xin Yan, Xin Yan will not be able to spare his hands to make other arrangements.

"Kill!"

Xin Yan swallowed a snow red powder, but instead of retreating, he advanced, and started a fierce fight with Zhuo Long.

After the tempering of the recent series of battles, Xin Yan's fighting level has also improved rapidly, and his boxing techniques are used more freely, and every blow is like a meteor, fierce and fierce. Soon the two sides fought hard more than a dozen times one after another, Xin Yan's clothes were shattered, and his whole body was covered with wounds, but he did not flinch, but became more and more courageous.

Zhuo Long's body exuded terrifying killing intent, and the golden light on the Hundred Refining Vajra in his hand was uncertain, like a flame beating!

Suddenly, the Hundred Refining Vajra in Zhuo Long's hand slashed out, bringing up a terrifying force, the Hundred Alchemy Vajra just fell into the air, and a suffocating power actually locked Xin Yan firmly, an invisible force pressed on him, Xin Yan He was desperate to run the [Golden Refining Fragment], his body lit up with golden light, against this pressure, the ground under his feet cracked inch by inch!

"Die. ”

Zhuo Long let out a roar of rage and swung out the Hundred Refining Vajra fiercely.

This pestle is called "Breaking the Sun Slash", which is extremely powerful, and it is his trick to press the bottom of the box, because it consumes great spiritual power, so he usually does not use it easily.

Seeing Zhuo Long's Hundred Refining Vajra getting closer and closer, Xin Yan let out a beastly roar, and in the nick of time, he moved and swung his fist at Zhuo Long.

[Life and death]!

He entered that mysterious state again, every muscle and blood vein in his body was beating according to a rhythm, every trace of strength, spirit, and even his soul in his whole body were integrated into this punch, and he clearly felt that he was integrated with the entire heaven and earth, and the fist wave actually drove the power of heaven and earth, not only broke free from Zhuo Long's terrifying coercion, but also firmly locked Zhuo Long.

"Boom!"

A golden fist like a golden fist made of gold collided with Zhuo Long's Hundred Alchemy Vajra Pestle, and a dull pop broke out, and the ground trembled suddenly, shaking people's hearts!

Zhuo Long was shocked by this huge impact and flew upside down, his face was like gold paper, his body was ragged, his whole body was covered with scars, obviously he was badly injured, he fell to the ground, and he didn't get up for a long time. The high-intensity battle had long exhausted his physical strength, divine sense, and spiritual power, and every movement he made was extremely difficult.

"What kind of monster is this, so tenacious?"

Zhuo Long was deeply shocked, he didn't expect Xin Yan to hold out for so long in the battle against him. Moreover, the most terrifying thing is that he seems to be more and more brave and stronger the more he fights.

Moreover, the other party can unexpectedly make such a terrible killing move.

"No, we must kill this guy before he recovers. ”

Zhuo Long stared at Xin Yan closely, condensed the only remaining spiritual power in his body, got up from the ground, and once again brandished the Hundred Alchemy Vajra to kill Xin Yan.

Xin Yan lay on the ground, looked at Zhuo Long who rushed towards him again, and sighed softly, the punch just now had consumed all his energy and physical strength, and he couldn't even move a finger now, let alone get up to fight Zhuo Long.

Zhuo Long's eyes were blood-red, and a tyrannical emotion filled his heart!" Die!" He roared violently, like thunder.

With all the strength of his body, he swung out the Hundred Refining Vajra Pestle, and a red-golden pestle shadow carried a terrifying force and attacked Xin Yan.

"Break the Sun!"

"Boom!"

The crimson golden shadow slammed into Xin Yan's location, leaving a huge hole in the ground, like a huge wound.

"Hahaha! Finally kill this nasty boy. ”

Zhuo Long spat out a mouthful of blood "wow", his whole body went limp, and he fell to the ground, the blow just now had exhausted all his strength, and he now didn't even have the strength to stand up. Now, even a foundation building stage cultivator can easily kill him.