Respect is typed.

Before Lin Yuan easily put down the man holding the Ge, the four peak martial artists only felt that Lin Yuan was an extreme martial artist who was slightly stronger and had a little means.

But now, when the man who held the Ge was kicked down by Lin Yuan at will, they finally figured out that Lin Yuan was not a simple extreme martial artist, and his strength was no weaker than the peak martial artist on his side.

"Long Fei District, the general of the East, Zhao Tiange."

The man who held the Ge got up, although there was still a faint pain in his buttocks, but he knew that if Lin Yuan used the blade just now, he was afraid that his life would be difficult to protect, so after he stood up, the first thing he did was to report his name.

"Longfei District, the general of the West, Li Wushuang."

The man with the sword looked at Lin Yuan and reported his name.

"Long Fei District, the general of the south, Seinfeld."

The bewitching woman looked at Lin Yuan with a solemn face, and carefully reported her name.

"Huangshan Stone in the north, Zhao Tiange in the east, I have already fought each other." Lin Yuan looked at the remaining two people with a smile, "You two, go together, or do you want to discuss it individually?" ”

Although Zhao Tiange lost quickly, Lin Yuan knew very well that it was because he had mastered the flash step, a method that was almost teleporting.

And the other people in the Hundred Battles Alliance Area don't know this way, so when they face Zhao Tiange, they can only fight each other hard, and once they embark on the road of hard fighting, they are likely to not be able to beat each other.

"I'll come."

Song Feiyan had already rushed towards Lin Yuan before Li Wushuang could speak, and as she got closer and closer to Lin Yuan, figures also separated from her.

Fists, feet, palms and legs, each figure has different moves, but each figure gives Lin Yuan a real feeling.

"It's kind of interesting."

Lin Yuan's feet flashed, his figure disappeared strangely, and appeared strangely in other places.

However, as soon as his figure appeared, a wave of palm winds had already attacked his location.

In terms of speed, he is fast, but Seinfeld is not slow either.

"Puff ......"

The air flow on Lin Yuan's side surged, facing Seinfeld's palm wind, although the opponent's body was extremely fast, but the attack power was very average.

"What kind of exercise is this? Why didn't I see him make a move, and I had already neutralized Feiyan's attack? ”

Zhao Tiange looked at the battle circle in confusion, with his experience, he couldn't understand what was going on in Lin Yuan at all.

"Lin Yuan's cultivation should contain a kind of body protection qi, and Feiyan's attack should be blocked by this body protection qi." Huang Shanshi, who had fought with Lin Yuan before, replied, "I punched him unexpectedly before, and I can feel that the protective body in front of Lin Yuan is very strong, even if I still need three points of strength to penetrate it." ”

"Your three-point strength ......" Li Wushuang thought for a moment and sighed faintly, "It seems that Feiyan's temptation is destined to be useless." ”

"yes......"

Looking at Lin Yuan, who was at ease in the battle circle, the three of them couldn't help but sigh.

When did there become such a monster in the Hundred Battles Alliance.

"Aren't you tired of getting so many figures out?" Lin Yuan resisted Song Feiyan's palm power while complaining there, "Look at your attack, that is, the level of an extreme martial artist, do you know that this kind of attack can't break my defense!" ”

"Mouthy!" Song Feiyan also discovered this tragic fact, she snorted coldly, and hundreds of figures collectively attacked Lin Yuan, "Yanyun Chain!" ”

It's the same as just now, it's still an attack from the left and right of the extreme martial artist, but this time it's a little different from before.

This time, the opponent's palm power fist wind attacked the same place in Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan could easily defend at first, but after defending fifty times in a row, Lin Yuan strangely found that the air flow around his body had been punched out by the opponent.

Before Lin Yuan could react, a series of surging palm forces had already hit his body.

In just an instant, Lin Yuan was hit by the other party dozens of consecutive blows, and his body kept flying backwards, very embarrassed.

"Nine Swallows Pierce the Clouds!"

A palm slammed into Lin Yuan's chest, knocking him away, and after Song Feiyan's hundreds of figures instantly dissipated, turning into nine figures surrounding Lin Yuan.

Compared to before, the current clones, each of them was more than ten times stronger than before, and the nine clones swung their palm power at the same time, and the nine palm powers turned into a sharp arrow, stabbing at Lin Yuan's chest.

"Die!"

And after the Nine Dao figures swung out their palm power and disappeared, Song Feiyan directly below also jumped up, and swung his palm towards the place where Lin Yuan was stabbed by the sharp arrow.

"It's fancy, but it's practical."

In mid-air, Lin Yuan allowed his body to fall freely, he watched the nine palms condense into a sharp arrow, he didn't dodge or dodge, his right fist gathered strength, and then swung down with a punch.

"Boom ......"

Lin Yuan, who was in mid-air, hit the sharp arrow, however, although Lin Yuan burst the arrow, his body had no place to borrow strength, and was knocked away again by the remaining strength of the sharp arrow.

At this moment, Seinfeld's figure passed through the roaring area, and the last one came first, and a palm was imprinted on Lin Yuan's heart.

Lin Yuan: "......"

Just after being slapped by the other party with more than fifty consecutive palms, the clothes on Lin Yuan's chest had already burst open, and now Song Feiyan's palm was pressing on his chest, that is, touching his skin.

"Are you eating my tofu?"

As soon as Lin Yuan finished asking, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and the next moment, a force came out of his body, directly blasting through Lin Yuan's body.

"Disgusting man!"

Seinfeld's body accelerated strangely in mid-air, she grabbed Lin Yuan's neck, took advantage of the momentum to flip behind Lin Yuan, and fell another punch to Lin Yuan's heart from behind.

After the palm just now, the clothes on Lin Yuan's back had been shattered by the force, and Seinfeld's punch pressed on Lin Yuan's skin again.

"Boom ......"

The punch force was spit out, Lin Yuan's figure in the air bent strangely, and the next moment, his body fell heavily to the ground like a meteorite, smashing the earth into a big hole.

"Die!"

Seinfeld was in mid-air, stepping on the void, borrowing strength again, and at the same time, her palm fell, pointing directly at Lin Yuan's head.

Years of fighting had taught her that just a blow to the heart didn't necessarily mean death. If your head is broken, you will die.

"Boom ......"

Seinfeld's palm power fell, and a huge pit was blasted out of Lin Yuan's part again.

“……”

Seinfeld was silent, and the three peak martial artists watching the battle were silent.

While Seinfeld's combo was flashy and cool, the final finishing blow didn't hit anyone.

The moment her palm power fell, Lin Yuan's body disappeared strangely.

When everyone reacted, Lin Yuan had already appeared behind Seinfeld, he lifted his leg and kicked Seinfeld's back.

Seinfeld felt bad, flashed ten times in a row, and dozens of doppelgangers appeared at the same time, and she was all there.

However......

"Poof......

Seinfeld's figure flashed ten times in a row, and Lin Yuan also flashed ten times in a row with her.

Although the righteous kick was late, no matter how many times Seinfeld ducked, Lin Yuan still kicked her behind her.

"I'm talking to you, you are so special that you actually killed you, are you sick?" Seeing Song Feiyan kicked down by himself, Lin Yuan rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Don't you know that Lao Tzu has a wife now?" Why did you touch me without my wife's permission? Eat my tofu? Why are you so shameless, stinky rascal! ”

“……”

Everyone in the room was silent.

Seinfeld was in a deep embarrassment at the moment, her fair face was already covered with dust, and her clothes were dirty.

Hearing Lin Yuan's complaint, she was ashamed and angry.

A carp stood up, Song Feiyan stood up, dozens of figures appeared, attacking Lin Yuan, this time, she not only had to correct her name, but also made Lin Yuan pay the price.

However......

"Poof......

Another kick, Seinfeld's body was kicked to the ground by Lin Yuan again.

"Annoyed, isn't it? What's going on? You're still not happy to eat my tofu? ”

Lin Yuan slapped the palm prints on his chest, there were palm prints on his front chest and back, Song Feiyan's two attacks just now almost killed him, if it weren't for the strong forging effect of the Immortal God and Demon Body he cultivated, I am afraid he would have been killed by the other party just now.

However, it was also this time that Lin Yuan completely realized that he was not as strong as he thought.

"You!"

Seinfeld was really angry this time, she didn't conjure up another clone after she got up, but rushed directly towards Lin Yuan, looking a little self-defeating.

"Poof......

Lin Yuan's figure flashed, and he kicked out of the void, and Song Feiyan's figure fell to the ground again.

"Sneaky, what's the matter? Don't you dare to fight me head-on? ”

Seinfeld is indeed very strong, but her strength is only reflected in influencing the senses of others, whether it is a clone or an attack, it is essentially an illusion through illusions.

In fact, she is only one person.

And Lin Yuan could master the airflow around him, as long as he sensed the airflow slightly, Seinfeld's body would become a ridiculous hide-and-seek.

Therefore, no matter how Song Feiyan dodged, he was still kicked to the ground by Lin Yuan after all.

"Ahhh!!!hhh

Song Feiyan's mentality completely collapsed, she was kicked down three times in a row, she didn't have not only her dignity, but also her pride, she got up and pounced on Lin Yuan, intending to fight hard.

However, as soon as she got up, she was held down by a hand.

"Leave it to me, you're no match for him."

It was the man with the sword who spoke, the Western general Li Wushuang.

Seeing Lin Yuan clean up Zhao Tiange and Song Feiyan so easily, Li Wushuang couldn't help but feel a burst of pressure, looking at Lin Yuan, he took a deep breath and held his right hand on the hilt of the sword.

"Lin Yuan, I admit it, you are a very strong opponent." Li Wushuang said calmly, "So, in order to defeat you, I will use my strongest killing move." ”

"With a sword?" Lin Yuan looked at Li Wushuang in front of him, although the other party did not draw his sword, the sword intent had already stabbed into his face.

Not surprisingly, the other party's kendo cultivation is very extraordinary.

"You're strong, really." Lin Yuan nodded slightly, then raised his hand and shook it towards the void, "So, I'm going to use weapons too." ”

As he spoke, Lin Yuan's arm twitched, and the clear sky suddenly became cloudy and thunderous.

And in Lin Yuan's hand, a blue-purple Tang knife danced with purple thunder, bursting with a destructive aura.

“……”

When the four people in the Longfei District saw the Tang Dao in Lin Yuan's hand, they were all silent.

"Heh......"

Li Wushuang sneered and left his hand from the sword.

"I throw in the towel."

The moment Lin Yuan pulled out the Tang Dao Purple Lightning, Li Wushuang had already seen hundreds of ways for him to die.

He hadn't lived enough and didn't want to die.

"......" Lin Yuan looked at the calm Li Wushuang speechlessly, and for a long time, he slowly spit out a word.

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