When the five fingers were flying, a kind of stagnation spread rapidly like oil, and a wisp of fierceness bloomed at the corner of Tan Weiran's mouth.

Despise me? I can't ask for it.

In life-and-death struggles, the slightest indifference often requires a heavy price, and the more this is the case with my opponent, the more beneficial it is to me.

"Waste!"

Sancheng fist rippled, and the slightest stagnation spread between this side of the world. Don't say that Uncle Chang has it, but he is familiar with this trick Mingkong, and he is still often unconsciously hit by the trick when he sparring.

The moment the fists collided, boom, causing the earth to crack.

Uncle Chang's expression changed instantaneously, there was an indescribable distortion, horror and anger. Only he knew best that the moment before the fists collided, there seemed to be an inexplicable mysterious fist force that formed a condensation effect, which made him slow.

The difference between a thin line made Uncle Chang take this punch at the same time, there was a faint sense of awkwardness that was difficult to describe.

Compared with the awkwardness of body and mind, the strength contained in this seemingly ordinary punch, Fang Ling Chang Uncle had a kind of paralysis and severe pain from his fist. What's even more terrifying is that this majestic mountain-like force spreads out, hitting the wrists and shoulder blades, and even the body.

"The strength of the flesh!" Uncle Chang recognized it, and was terrified, a mouthful of blood gushed up his throat, staining his old face as if it were congested.

How could a young person have such a terrifying physical strength? You must know that if you were to take this punch from someone who was a person with a poor level of cultivation, almost eighty percent of them would be hit hard by one punch.

The dripping conversation flew upside down in the air, a punch to the bomb, his face turned pale and a wisp of blood gushed up his throat, and he laughed loudly: "Ha Lu Haha, he is worthy of being an old thief, compared to many young monks." It's just a lot of insight and experience. "As a lot of young monks, I have seen too little and have shallow experience, and I can't recognize this as a physical strength.

Tan Weiran smiled on his lips, he didn't like any face, and he didn't forcibly suppress it, just let a touch of red flow from the corner of his mouth. The heart is secretly awe-inspiring.

The power of his staggering hand is mediocre, but if it is mixed with the strength of the physical body, it will burst out with extremely terrifying power, and even in the early stage of Shenzhao, he may not be able to retreat with his whole body.

However, as soon as he fought, he knew that Uncle Chang was very old, and purely physically, he was on a downward slope. With sixty percent of the strength and the power of the hand, it has an advantage in melee combat. also had to have a slight upper hand, which shows the strength of the other party.

"It can be seen that it is not enough to integrate the power of sixty percent. It takes seventy percent, or even eighty percent, to really compete with this kind of accumulation of years in the later period. Tan Weiran put his thoughts in the bottom of his heart, and people flew like lightning, and seemed to be wielding a sword full of light. In fact, the heart is solemn.

One of his most effective killer tools now is to knead into a state of sixty percent power. Don't talk about the beginning of the general amaterachi. Even in the middle of the divine light, it can be a big consequence.

With this move, he is a melee powerhouse in the absolute sense.

But this move is really not fatal enough for Uncle Chang to have this kind of threat in the later stage of the accumulation of years.

In addition, perhaps, only ...... Seventh-Order Blue Lotus Breath Technique!

The swishing sound broke the wind, and Tan Weiran and Uncle Chang were both like lightning. Shuttling across the wasteland, the latter said coldly: "Talking about it, you have indeed surprised the old man." ”

"At a young age, I actually practiced a rare body refining technique. ”

Many people don't know how to get the physical strength of the future, and Uncle Chang, who has lived for eight or nine hundred years, is a member of the Mingxin Sect. The Mingxin Sect has its own heels. He knew that if the Dao was not born with divine power, ninety percent of it would come from the body refining exercises.

After all, it's a body refining exercise!

Uncle Chang's eyes lit up slightly, his fists were agitated, and he said a word or two coldly from time to time.

Tan Weiran's palm was filled with sword light, and he slashed his fist. It's not that he has to distance himself from the other party, but he can't get close at all. Uncle Chang suffered a loss in melee combat, and immediately stopped giving him a chance to get close.

In just a fierce battle, there are no less than five or six kinds of swordsmanship and boxing techniques. However, Uncle Chang has not displayed any of the spirits that have reached seventy, but there are as many as five or six kinds of fists and swords, although there is no qualitative change, the quantitative change is also unbearable.

After engaging in the battle for a while, the conversation fell into passivity without suspense.

"Sure enough, just like Gu Daxia said, it has also been written in some books, the late stage of the accumulation of years is so strong that people are desperate!" Tan Weiran was sweating, swinging his sword like rain, and his sword qi was crazy to compete with each other, and he was overwhelmed by the roaring fire clouds.

Poof! He opened his mouth and vomited out a mouthful of blood, as if he had been pressed by a mountain, and the raging flames burning with swords were annihilated by his strength, and he fell to the ground and fell to ashes.

I can't help but admit that the later period of the year is really too strong and comprehensive.

Chasing and fleeing, it can't reflect everything, and it is not until you face it head-on in person that you can understand the arrogance of the later stage of the year.

Just like his peers who meet fists and swords, they can fight from afar and in close combat, and he with a sixth-order golden body will inevitably feel that it is difficult to deal with them.

Don't wait! There is no inner armor, and the golden body has not been trained to the seventh order, and if you go down again, it will be too passive, and it will be a dead end.

The seventh-order Qinglian Breath Technique is a deadly trump card, but this trump card alone is not enough.

After being silent for a while, Tan Weiran suddenly grinned: "Old horseman, you are talking nonsense, you want to steal my body refining method!"

Uncle Chang's expression froze, and when he saw Tan Weiran, he raised the sky and roared wildly: "You old thief has a good eye, you can see that my body refining exercises are excellent." It's just that you want to stop talking nonsense and take it yourself!"

"Come on!" Stepping on the ground, a pair of footprints appeared on the ground, and the conversation was like lightning rushing into the air, and the pride covered the sky and laughed wildly: "Kill me, the body refining method is yours!"

His body crackled and exploded, and a ray of light suddenly appeared, condensing on the tip of the sword. Gradually, the impurities in the flash were removed, and only a bright ray of light remained.

Bright and pure, bright and clear!

The light without impurities, the purest light!

Abandon the ever-changing moves, throw away the infinite posterior moves, only take the true meaning of the hegemony, and only intercept the pure and sharp in it.

And take it to the extreme!

The light of the tip of the sword became restrained, as if it contained a thrilling edge, and naturally circulated an extreme beauty.

The sword spirit that had been interrupted outside was condensed again in an instant.

The light of the tip of the sword was almost like a brilliant crystal flower that humans could not imagine, as if it was composed of light. It's pure and intoxicating.

Few people condense their spirit in battle, and even if they have a beautiful feeling, many people will choose to wait for the battle to be fought first. After all, it's a life-and-death fight, and the opponent won't be waiting for you at halftime.

Breakthroughs such as a breakthrough of one percent and a breakthrough of five percent into six percent of the spirit are trivial and not too rare. The qualitative transformation from sword intent to sword spirit is the most time-consuming and painstaking. Nine out of nine people will never dare to break through in battle, and will choose to postpone the breakthrough again.

At this moment, it is precisely the latter who is talking about the breakthrough in the future, which is really unscrupulous and completely ignores the existence of the opponent.

Uncle Chang was immediately detonated into a burst of anger, and roared wildly, shaking the wasteland in the B-shaped room everywhere, as if he trembled and surrendered in his laughter. As he raced at great speed, he waved a fiery red knife in his hand. As soon as the knife flew to the highest point, a light was seen......

What a bright light, such a beautiful light, so fast...... Light!

Uncle Chang had a thought, and he felt a tearing pain in his neck, and a strange sound like wind spread.

A bright red "line" appeared on the neck, and at the same time, one of the few but extremely enchanting blood splattered.

Scarlet and scalding blood. Splashing on Uncle Chang's chin and clothes, it was actually for him who had the remaining golden strength. This wound is at most half an inch into the flesh, and it will kill you. It was just a flash of lightning that he remembered: it was that light.

Sword spirit, condensation succeeded?

Uncle Chang's heart shrank suddenly, and he looked at Tan Weiran's eyes. No longer hide the fierce killing intent.

A genius like this kind of fist and sword spirit is a hidden danger of the Mingxin Sect, and the sooner he dies, the sooner he dies, the sooner he will be at ease.

The sword spirit itself is an indestructible light, and even if it is condensed, it has the speed of light. Of course. is also because Tan Weiran has reached the level of breakthrough and inspiration in the outside world, and he can complete the breakthrough anytime and anywhere, otherwise he will not be reckless.

There is the speed of light, and there is the sharpness of light.

Just like the thunder sound of the Nine Tribulations, abandon the changes, abandon the appearance, and even give up the domineering interpretation of the clear sky, leaving only the purest sharpness, and interpreting it as the core essence!

I only want to be indestructible, and I only want nothing to be broken!

From now on, this is the sword of hegemony!

"Okay, you Xingtian Sect is a little ghost, you can actually hurt me! Okay, it seems that you can be valued by my Mingxin Sect, and you will be killed, and there is indeed a certain reason. ”

Uncle Chang was condescending and dripping with murderous intent, his eyes were cold and his soul locked on the position of Tan Weiran, and with a flick of his sleeves, the secret technique "Flame Three Stacks of Waves" was cast, and he immediately saw that the air in the entire B-shaped room was ignited with a bang, and the boiling flames filled the air.

"It's okay, today's old man will take your life and cut a hidden danger for my Mingxin Sect!"

I saw Uncle Chang and someone in the surging sea of fire, swinging a knife and falling down, and the sword spirit caused the wind and clouds to gather.

On the wasteland, a blazing fire dragon swung its tail, and when it swallowed and spit out, it seemed to swallow all the flames of the B-shaped room into its abdomen, making the already fiery fire dragon even more red.

Looking at the fire dragon that locked on himself and slaughtered it without hesitation, Tan Weiran instantly sweated like pulp.

It's horrible!

There are many and strong hole cards in the later stage of the accumulation of years, which is unpredictable.

If it's just this trick or that trick, it's just ordinary to take it apart. It's just a combination of them, one move temporarily transforms other forces into fire power, and the other move is just exerting fire power to the peak!

The secret art and the tricks are combined so far, which can be called a perfect combination.

Uncle Chang once used these two tricks to fight against the strong in the middle stage of breaking the void, although he was defeated, it is undeniable that these two moves are a perfect match, and they are strong enough to fight against the early stage of breaking the void.

The fire dragon sword has the potential to swallow mountains and rivers, gathering into a fire dragon swinging its tail, and it grows larger in the eyes of the talking dragon, and swoops down unstoppably.

What Tan Weiran is facing at this moment is precisely these two tricks that can be called a perfect match, and for the first time in his life, he feels that he can't do it, and he can't break it! (To be continued......