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"It's not close!"

In a closed room on the fifteenth floor, Lin Ruoxing was fighting with a pitch-black shadow quickly, his opponent was a phantom martial artist who exuded a faint black glow, a spear in his hand was long enough to be long, and the yin aura was strong, every time he made a move, he would bring out the sound of ghosts crying wolf, if it was a top-level celestial realm titled powerhouse with slightly worse strength, it was estimated that even eighty percent of his strength would not be able to exert his strength. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lin Ruoxing has the twenty-seventh Yuansha Martial Soul on the world's martial soul list, and two years have passed, although his Yuansha Martial Soul has not yet broken through the fourth order, and there is still a considerable distance from the peak of the third order, but in this fifteenth layer space, he is more relaxed than many martial artists with the same strength as himself, because the Yuansha Martial Soul is the Yuansha Martial Soul after all, and he is born with an incomparably noble aura.

"Seven stars and nine changes!"

Suddenly, Lin Ruoxing shook the spear, and a little spear was quickly restrained, as if it was about to disappear into the void, but after the blink of an eye, the spear was divided into seven again, and it was constantly combined in a mysterious trajectory, enveloping all the upper and lower bodies of the phantom warrior, and the piercing sound of breaking the air seemed to be able to shock people to death.

"Die!"

Two years ago, it was still a trick to press the bottom box, but two years later, Lin Ruoxing has been able to use this move like an arm, not only is it more powerful than in the past, but this move is obviously not all his strength.

Airplanes!

The black phantom warrior has no expression++ emotion, although Lin Ruoxing's attack speed has reached a limit, but the counterattack speed of this phantom warrior is still faintly above Lin Ruoxing.

Sonor!

The shadow of the spear in the hand of the illusory warrior suddenly exploded, like a rainstorm pear blossom. not only caught all of Lin Ruoxing's attacks, but also took advantage of the situation to counterattack, with a sharp black gun. Like a maggot on the tarsal bone, it kept stabbing at Lin Ruoxing's vital point.

"It seems that this trick is really not strong enough. ”

A trick of mastery marksmanship had no choice but to get this fifteen-layer phantom martial artist, Lin Ruoxing shook his head slightly, and at the same time, his body flickered, constantly avoiding the opponent's attacks with a wonderful body technique.

Sonor!

A shot suddenly appeared on Lin Ruoxing's right side, and he narrowly avoided it, at this time. His brow couldn't help but furrow, if he didn't fight back, this time it was likely to be a failure again.

"It's time to use that!"

In order to clear the fifteenth floor of the "Human Emperor Tower". Lin Ruoxing had been preparing for a year, and he had a faint feeling in his heart that if he couldn't even clear the fifteenth-story "Human Emperor Tower", he would wait for that person to return again. Maybe he is not qualified to fight the other party at all.

"Cangming Floating Slaughter Technique!"

All of a sudden. I only heard Lin Ruoxing shout, and his left hand changed fourteen finger prints in a row, and the movement was as fast as lightning, and with the seal action on his hand, in the void behind him, a cold giant Futu phantom was condensing out, only to see this Futu phantom pointing to the sky with one hand and scratching the ground with the other. The posture seems to be groundbreaking, although it is impossible to see its face clearly at this time. But just this momentum is enough to deter any opponent.

"Knot!"

After another light snort, the Futu phantom behind Lin Ruoxing suddenly turned into a streamer, covering his body, and finally condensed into a complete set of black battle armor, with a hideous appearance, and on the front of the breastplate was a ghost face brand, which set off Lin Ruoxing's posture more and more evilly.

"Come on!"

After two years of hard cultivation, Lin Ruoxing has cultivated this heaven-level mid-level secret martial art to the point of approaching Xiaocheng, and in a short period of time, his strength has almost doubled, not only attack and speed, but also defense, it can even be said that if he is facing his previous self in his current state, then he can definitely easily solve the battle within thirty moves.

However, the secret method martial art is only a secret method martial art after all, although the power of this "Cangming Floating Slaughter Technique" is amazing, but the burden on Lin Ruoxing is really not small, and after using it, there are still great side effects, in short, he will not take the initiative to use this secret method martial art unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Broken!"

The fifth style of the Cangying Spear Technique!

A stunning black spear burst out in Lin Ruoxing's hand, as if at the moment he made a move, his spear had already fallen on the body of the phantom warrior.

Shh

The spear flashed away, although the strength of the phantom martial artist was not inferior to Lin Ruoxing, and even faintly stronger than him, but under this sudden trick, he was still shattered by half of his body, and when he reappeared, he had already retreated to the edge of the room, and his body had become much lighter.

"Whew! Looks like it's almost over. ”

A single shot hit this phantom martial artist, for Lin Ruoxing, it was really not an easy thing for Lin Ruoxing to fight, the fifth type of the "Cangming Spear Technique" "Soul Breaking", and the heaven-level mid-level secret martial art "Cangming Floating Slaughter Technique", these two tricks have not yet reached the realm of Xiaocheng, although he can barely use them at the same time, but at this moment, his qi and blood can't help but surge, and he almost can't help but spew out a mouthful of reverse blood.

"It's over!"

Forcibly suppressing the discomfort of the body, Lin Ruoxing can be said to be more and more courageous, and he has completely reversed the situation, and it is only a matter of time before he clears the customs

"Seven changes in calamity, the fourth change!"

At the same time, in a room on the sixteenth floor.

Han Zhang's figure kept flashing in the room, and his body was covered with a layer of red-golden Gang Qi, and these Gang Qi were not ordinary Gang Qi, only a top-level half-demon with the blood of Moyun Jinpeng could cultivate this special Gang Qi, which could not only increase speed, but also greatly increase defense and strength.

"My cultivation of the fourth transformation of the seven transformations of the tribulation has reached the peak, it can be said that half a foot has stepped into the realm of the fifth transformation, and it is only sixteen layers, how can it stump me. ”

Han Zhang's opponent is a white phantom who is also very tall, and the fighting style of this phantom is very similar to Han Zhang's, the moves are all wide open and closed, full of oppressive power.

However, for Han Zhang, such an opponent is also his favorite, and what he hates the most are those martial artists who show off their skills.

Touch!

With a fist bang, Han Zhang's right fist and the fist of the Phantom Martial Artist slammed together, and suddenly there was a tooth-sore sound in the void, and the aftermath of the collision of the Gang Qi seemed to ripple in a circle, and the rapid impact went in all directions.

"Come again!"

Although he withstood the force of the counterattack, Han Zhang did not take half a step back, his spirit became higher and higher, his left hand became a claw, his right hand became a fist, and he attacked again.

Boom Boom Boom!

The figures of Han Zhang and the Phantom Warrior kept flashing in various places in the room, and the aftermath of the memorization of the battle seemed to shatter the space, if it weren't for the indestructible nature of the "Human Emperor Tower", I am afraid that this place would have become a ruin long ago.

"Solve you in half an hour!"

The momentum on Han Zhang's body became stronger and stronger, especially after entering the state of the fourth transformation of the "Seven Transformations of the Tribulation", the demon beast bloodline in his body became more active than ever, and his whole body was filled with an explosive power, if he was not allowed to vent it, it was estimated that he would be suffocated by internal injuries.

"Haha, die!"

At this moment, Han Zhang's face was full of arrogance and arrogance, although he may indeed clear the sixteenth layer later than Su Cheng and Yan Hansong, but so what, the True Martial Continent has always been a place where strength speaks, as long as his results exceed them, the facts will prove everything, and those who dared to look down on him before, after going out this time, he will settle accounts with them one by one.

"Lin Ruoxing, is it, he is so bold that he dares to compare with me, when I clear the sixteenth layer this time, it should be time to give you a warning!"

"Close!"

In a chaotic space, a figure in a white shirt was suspended in mid-air, and in another place in front of him, a terrifying sword pressure was constantly pressing, like a fierce thunderbolt, trying to tear everything in front of him.

But the most bizarre thing is that this figure doesn't seem to feel the horror of this sword pressure at all, and his body is like a Dinghai God Needle, standing there steadily.

"The fifth-order peak of the Silent Annihilation Sword Intent, it seems that I still overestimate my limit. ”

The figure in this void is naturally Luoyang, and at this moment, in front of him, there is an ancient swordsman with a fifth-order peak Silence Annihilation Sword Intent, in this Silence Stone Tablet, although the opponent's strength is only ranked in the middle and lower, but the fifth-order peak Silence Annihilation Sword Intent, if it appears in the True Martial Continent, I am afraid that it will already be able to shock one side.

At this moment, Luoyang was still only using his own Silent Annihilation Sword intent to compete with the Phantom Swordsman, and as for the dragon attribute martial soul in the Divine Sea, it had never moved.

"Two years have passed, and it seems that there is no chance to contact the sixth-order Silent Annihilation Sword Intent. ”

In front of the fifth-order peak of the Silent Annihilation Sword Intent, Luoyang could barely compete with the other party in terms of sword momentum, even if it was the worst, at least he could ensure that he was intact, but if he went to face the Sixth-Order Silent Annihilation Sword Intent now, then at least more than sixty percent of his soul might be injured, and even the body of the Silent Annihilation Sword Soul might be shocked.

At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly sounded in the void.

"Little friend, two years have passed, and it's time for you to leave. ”

Luo Yang frowned when he heard this, this voice was naturally the one he heard when he came in two years ago, and the owner of this voice was more than ninety percent likely to be the Holy Lord of the Qianyuan Holy Land, and now that the two-year cultivation period has arrived, it seems that the Holy Lord is also going to start driving people out.

"It's a pity. ”

Although cultivating in the "Void Secret Realm" for two years has made a qualitative leap in his strength, so far, he has not felt any bottlenecks, as long as he is given enough time, he can still have a lot of room for improvement in the "Void Secret Realm".

It's just a pity that there is not enough time. (To be continued......)