Chapter 318: The sound of the waves is still the same

The monstrous fist power exploded in an instant, accompanied by Yang Qianming's long roar, and the angry hair that flew backwards, the fist burst out, like a typhoon of dozens of levels blowing out of thin air, blowing all over the sky and dust, and even unable to open his eyes.

And Lan Mei'er, who was facing Yang Qianming's fist strength, had a strong surprise in her eyes, and said in her heart: "This is impossible, he has been injured so badly, how can he have such terrifying strength?"

Lan Mei'er was completely timid, seeing that Yang Qianming was still violent, she didn't dare to fight, like a wanderer, the whole person felt the strong wind blowing, and quickly retreated backwards.

And at this moment, Yang Qianming stepped out in one step, followed by the second step, and stepped out violently, like an ancient giant elephant resurrected from the wilderness, with supreme monstrous demonic might, as if he stepped on the ground hard, the heavens and the earth trembled in an instant, and the entire solid floating ring was violently shaking, and suddenly fell a few inches.

Yang Qianming borrowed the power of one step, the offensive was more sufficient, and the strength of his fist was like an angry wave, completely bombarding Lan Mei'er, looking at Yang Qianming's eyes at this moment, it was as if Lan Mei'er was the only one left in the world, and if he didn't bombard Lan Mei'er, he would never give up.

This is no longer a simple anger, Yang Qianming's anger has been able to be monstrous and endless

And under this kind of anger, Yang Qianming's playing style has changed greatly, abandoning the original step-by-step calculation and omnipotent control, but replacing it with a terrible attack method that is more violent and crazy, and even does not hesitate to put himself in.

The deadly style of play, the indomitable momentum, Yang Qianming at this moment, who can be the enemy?

Lan Meier was defeated

She didn't dare to go toe-to-toe with Yang Qianming, because she could feel that Yang Qianming's current madness was unbearable.

But what if you don't want to touch it?

Lan Meier knows better that if she retreats like this, Yang Qianming will only become more and more crazy, more and more crazy, and more and more imposing, if Yang Qianming completely breaks out, she will have no chance of winning at all.

The silver teeth were biting, and Lan Mei'er, with a look that was enough to break the hearts of all men, aggrieved and pitiful, stretched out her slender hand slightly, like caressing a lover, and pressed it towards Yang Qianming.

That face, that expression, and that beautiful hand

No matter how you look at it, it's so heart-pounding, and it even produces a feeling of being caressed by that hand and not hesitating to die. With Lan Meier's incomparably incomparably natural charm, if she was someone else, let alone fighting, she took the initiative to go up and die.

But Yang Qianming fundamentally ignored it, he was so angry that he only had anger in his eyes, and he didn't have that exquisite face and delicate jade hands at all.

But even so, Lan Meier still can't be ignored

Lan Mei'er is also a leader in the sixteenth grade beast, and her cultivation is not under Yang Qianming, so her hand is not only beautiful and intoxicating, but even more beautiful can kill.

This is a beautiful hand capable of killing

And now it was such a beautiful and murderous hand that gently pressed Yang Qianming's fist. Just like being able to smash a mountain, Yang Qianming felt that the strength of his fist was completely sealed.

Yang Qianming was blocked?

Yang Qianming will never allow himself to be blocked

"Thunder and thunder, sixteen blows, thirty-six strength, break me"

In an instant, the roar seemed to break through the sky, Yang Qianming broke out at the moment of being blocked, with a more crazy attitude, at the expense of two injuries, his arm only moved slightly, like a nail beater, in an instant, he hit Lan Meier's palm sixteen times.

Sixteen blows like nails should have been layered, but after Yang Qianming fused the dark energy stacking technique, these sixteen layers of strength doubled and turned into thirty-six layers of strength.

Thirty-six layers of strength, each layer of strength is infinitely powerful, plus Yang Qianming suddenly remembered the principles of martial arts on the earth, when attacking, he skillfully sandwiched his thumb between his index finger and ring finger, and the power of each blow increased again.

What a horrific attack?

Lan Mei'er clearly felt that the thirty-six energies came one after another, starting from her palm, her entire arm was gradually spreading, and her entire hand, and even her entire arm, seemed to be unconscious.

Lan Mei'er frowned slightly, and flew out upside down in great pain, her left arm hung down weakly, her palm was cracked, and faint red blood dripped out of her palm, which looked so distressing.

But Yang Qianming still looked at him ruthlessly, his unswerving spicy hand destroyed the flowers, roared angrily in space, and stepped hard under his feet again, the whole person was like a wild horse without the restraints of the reins, and caught up with the backward Lan Mei'er with a long hiss, and with a wave of his right fist, he blasted straight towards Lan Mei'er.

Tyrant Crack

The hegemony attack is fused with the dark power cracking technique, forming a domineering cracking attack that can be domineering and crack the world, and at the moment when Yang Qianming blasted out with perfect strength, it gave people a feeling as if the heavens and the earth could be torn apart.

"Why, why does he still have so much power?"

Lan Meier made doubts more than once in her heart, surprised, anxious, incredulous, and even more unbelievable, and combined with this kind of state of mind, Lan Meier's action became slow, hesitant, and greatly reduced.

Yang Qianming's tyranny crack was held down by Lan Mei'er's right hand, which could still move, and the power was still terrifying, ordinary Emperor Monk, under such a press, I am afraid that all the power would be sealed, and it would no longer be possible to make the slightest effective attack.

But such an attack couldn't stop Yang Qianming's fist

"Break it for me"

Yang Qianming roared again and again, looking like the Jurassic period, the overlord Tyrannosaurus Rex, the power of the roar, all living creatures trembled in fear and avoided it.

But Yang Qianming not only has such a terrifying roar, but also has a fist that is invincible to all armies, such a fist can stab the sky, pierce the ground, and destroy it.

Lan Mei'er was shocked on the spot, and the palm of her right hand also cracked, oozing out countless blood.

Moreover, the power of the Tyrant Crack Strike is no worse than the thunder stack, although there is only one blow, but this qiē is overbearing, and it can shatter and destroy a qiē.

Sizzle

The sleeves of Lan Meier's entire arm were torn apart, revealing a pure, white, and flawless, dazzling jade arm. But this perfect bare arm, but if you hold on for a moment, you will immediately get hurt.

Puff puff...... burst

The skin cracked, and several bloody arrows shot out, dyeing the white jade arm red, which made people feel distressed and heartbroken. At least there were many leaders of the major sects, although they could still restrain themselves on the surface, they didn't say much. But in his heart, he has secretly shouted again and again, this Yang Qianming is really coarse, and he doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade at all.

But my life is almost gone, and I still pity the fragrance and jade?

his beauty

Yang Qianming roared hysterically, his anger was flying, his eyes were blood-red, and after two blows in succession, after injuring Lan Mei'er's arms, Yang Qianming did not hesitate at all, and drove straight in again, spreading his palms, and bombarding him wildly.

In an instant, tens of thousands of palms

It was like an angry wave, and between Yang Qianming's hands, it exploded frantically and completely.

Anger is anger, the sea is the palms, and the wild waves are the palms that are pushed out by anger

This situation, this scene, this moment, this moment

Yang Qianming was extremely angry, and he was angry, turning his hands, which contained the power of the ancient gods, into the sea, into angry waves, and creating his own divine power to anger the sea waves, which exploded to the limit, and bombarded Lan Mei'er with unparalleled speed.

In an instant, all the people had the illusion that it was not Yang Qianming who attacked Lan Mei'er, but the sea that broke out mixed with the wrath of the sky. At the time of the complete eruption, wherever it passes, whether it is a lofty mountain or a forest or a lake, a single qiē in the world can be swallowed, annihilated, and destroyed.

Yang Qianming is gone, only the angry sea

Lan Mei'er was shocked, but she barely resisted for a moment, as if she felt that Yang Qianming was like the angry waves, and she was the rock that was slapped by the angry waves. If you continue to resist so stubbornly, not only will you not be able to stop the raging sea, but your own solid rock may also be destroyed.

Unable to resist, unable to contend with, or simply unable to face

A strong bitterness appeared at the corner of Lan Mei'er's mouth, and she once again asked herself, what kind of monster is Yang Qianming, why is he still able to hold on to it, why can he still resist, and even burst out with such a strong attack?

Why?

Why?

Not only Lan Mei'er was so puzzled, but even the many powerful thousand monks present were also full of shock and surprise in their eyes, especially when Yang Qianming blasted out his newly created magical power: the raging sea, all the great powers were full of shock, and they had a deeper understanding of Yang Qianming

"This son, what a terrible perseverance?"

"Yes, this son's spiritual strength has actually reached such a journey."

"If I'm not mistaken, this son has actually been unable to hold on for a long time, he just relied on his breath to hold on until now. ”

"Indeed, if Lan Meier can survive, he should be able to win?"

"This is not the key, have you ever thought about it, put yourself in the shoes of us, old monsters, can you hold on until now? besides, if I am not mistaken, the attack that this son is using now is clearly a new creation, and in the face of adversity, can we still create such a powerful supernatural power, can we do it?"

“......”

“......”

No one can answer, because they ...... Can't do it

Countless powers were all surprised, including the great powers of Yunlan Uranus, all of whom looked at them coldly with frost on their faces. After a while, Sect Leader Lei Chan said coldly: "Everyone, we admit today's loss, so after suffering this loss, we must not have the slightest loss." ”

Great Elder Yundong nodded and said, "Yes, we admit this loss, but Yang Qianming must not have an accident." This kind of adversity, if you can persist until this moment, and create such extraordinary magical powers, sooner or later it will become a great force for us Yunlan Uranus, and we must not let this child waste his life here in vain. ”

Great Elder Yunbei also recognized: "The perfect power realm of 'Huanyu True Strength' is only half a year...... Although this son's cultivation talent is ordinary, his comprehension is terrifyingly terrifying. Jiuyang, after this matter is over, let Yang Qianming come to me, I will point him out one or two."

Elder Jiuyang's eyes were full of joy, and he responded: "Yunbei, don't hide your secrets when the time comes."

Yunbei smiled calmly: "Don't worry, I will give this Yang Qianming a great transformation, but how much he can comprehend depends on his ability." ”

Elder Jiuyang responded with a smile and didn't say much.

As for the rest of you, when you were in charge of Lei Chan's orders, they were already secretly prepared, if there was an accident on the field, they would be the first to strike, and they would definitely not let Yang Qianming fall here.

And between the discussions of the big guys, Yang Qianming was still attacking wildly, as if he would never stop if he didn't kill Lan Meier, and his stamina made Lan Meier's heart cold.

At first, Lan Mei'er was also as expected by those powers, that is, Yang Qianming was completely relying on his breath at this moment, and when he was exhausted, Lan Mei'er didn't have to do anything, and Yang Qianming himself would fall.

But after such a long time, Yang Qianming was still violent, and he had no feeling of strength at all, as if he could push this angry sea forever until Lan Mei'er was killed.

At this point, Lan Meier painfully found that because of this misunderstanding, she first damaged her arms, and now she is in such a crisis. If you persist like this, I am afraid that it will not be Yang Qianming who will lose, but her Lan Meier.

From the beginning, he should actively attack, and Yang Qianming should continue to exchange injuries for injuries, and he should not be clever and let Yang Qianming fall by himself. Therefore, after Lan Meier found out about this problem, she immediately and decisively changed her strategy and decided not to be so passive and defensive.

"The first dance, such as Ling Bo microstep, Luo socks dust"

Lan Mei'er let out a coquettish voice, and then put away the external talisman Yuan Gang, and stepped out gracefully at the moment when the infinite angry waves permeated. But she was fast, Yang Qianming was faster than him, and the infinite angry waves immediately diffused, engulfing Lan Mei'er in an instant, completely engulfing her.