Chapter 170: The Battle of Sealing (2)

Hearing Fan Yao say this, Li Yuan shook his fist and said with a smile: "Yes." Aren't you surprised by the freshly baked fists? Fan Yao, it's useless for you to comprehend the wonder of artistic conception. Today, I will let you know that the power is to break through ten thousand laws. As I said, if you don't have amazing cultivation in your body, it will be in vain for you to comprehend a thousand or ten thousand fist intents. ”

Fan Yao was running rapidly to step on the mountain, and the three stars were constantly providing him with power. Looking at the self-satisfied abyss, there is no ripple in my heart.

Just because this battle can also be said to be Fan Yao's battle for verification, whether the path of the warrior is the road of battle. Whether you can only use war to feed the war, take the chestnut from the fire, and find the road ahead.

Inexplicably, he cultivated into the stars of the earth, and now the golden stars are almost condensed by relying on the Gengjin Qi provided by the snow. The dantian qi sea has become meteorological, and it is also like a star. These look wonderful, but what will happen in the future?

Comprehending the artistic conception makes me no longer confined to moves, and every gesture is wonderful. But now, what method should be used to deal with those who have cultivated to surpass themselves?

All of the above made Fan Yao anxious to find the answer. And the abyss in front of you is the best litmus test.

Fan Yao shook his bare arm, and vaguely, a majestic fist intent condensed a vague atmosphere around him, as if a little Fan Yao had left his body and sat in this small world.

Li Yuan was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "This is a martial spirit?"

After speaking, he laughed dumbly, Fan Yao should be some kind of magic secret method, but it is definitely not a martial spirit. I haven't heard of a martial artist who can fight with the Yuanying Monk without wearing divine armor, let alone a half-step god himself.

Fan Yao smiled but did not answer. Liyuan is just suspicious, saving himself from getting darker and darker.

Now his martial soul is just a little rudimentary, and this is still after the battle with Zhou Kang, he found the path of a martial artist in his heart, and condensed himself with some understanding.

The prototype of the martial soul appeared, but Fan Yao felt that within hundreds of zhang around him, it was like a world of its own. It was like the release of his own small world, so that Fan Yao was well aware of the direction of the aura within a hundred zhang and the changes in the attributes of the five elements implied.

Although he has not yet reached the level of being able to detect the enemy, he has made his skills more powerful and more amazing.

Sister Xiao once said that the martial soul of a warrior can replace the divine consciousness of a monk, so that if his skills are commanded by a commander, he will become more condensed and his strength more unified.

Fan Yao is now using all means, in order to resist the enemy, and also to see himself clearly.

As soon as his feet stepped on the earth, his body was entangled with the abyss.

On the battlefield where the two of them were located, the dust was flying, covering the sky and the sun.

The wind and sand in the sky were mixed with the fine fist intent that burst out in all directions, like thousands of extremely small flying swords splashing.

The two martial arts wizards were wantonly swaying what they had learned, and the fists and finger winds released by the two of them were like two peerless swords, cutting the hills and mountains within a radius of several miles into pieces, and they were barren.

Liyuan Xiuwei is a step above Fan Yao, and his fists are powerful and domineering. Fan Yao is fist spirit, not rigid and moves, every move is wonderful. After the two were offset, the two fought evenly for a while.

Fan Yao's punches are getting lighter and lighter, but the punch intent is getting heavier and heavier. Boxing has a shocking image, seeing that this is the fist intent is about to break the mirror and evolve into another level of artistic conception, it seems to resonate faintly with the heavenly way of the world, but if you want to fit with it, there is still a long way to go.

Liyuan is only scratching the surface of the artistic conception, and he doesn't know the change of the artistic conception in Fan Yao's fist.

I just felt that although Fan Yao's every punch looked light and fluttering, it was like the sum of the five mountains, and he used all his body's cultivation to compete with it.

Then just when he was inadvertent, the fist intent suddenly changed, becoming murderous, with a feeling that people couldn't resist, swaying towards his vital point, and he wanted to die.

The two fist intentions compete to alternate, although the Tao is different, but there is no sense of disobedience. Obviously, Fan Yao has perfectly integrated the artistic conception of the mountain and the meaning of nirvana.

The key is that Fan Yao's fist path to Liyuan is like an unpredictable prophet, which makes Liyuan feel very uncomfortable suddenly.

The magic of martial spirits is a little clueless at this time.

Fan Yao was fighting heartily at this time, and the martial artist asked boxing, it should be like this.

Li Yuan thought of what he had just said about breaking ten thousand laws, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed of himself. But he didn't care, he just played with this guy who prides himself on being invincible in melee combat for a while on a whim.

Seeing that Fan Yao's fists were getting heavier and heavier, he didn't dodge at the moment. The fists intersected, and the thunder was shocking. When the ripples of the qi were agitated and spreading, Li Yuan had already withdrawn and retreated, and only a few flickers came to the outside of the circle where the two were fighting.

Shaking his slightly numb arm, Li Yuan smiled and said, "It really surprised me, if you say something to praise you, don't be complacent." You Fan Yao do have the strength to fight with me in fist and foot kung fu. "Dream Island Library

"It's just that you have the power to fight, you have a kind of coming on!" Fan Yao felt that he was still unsatisfied, and continued to invite the battle.

Li Yuan looked up at the Shocking Cloud Sword that was still fighting with Fan Yao, and said, "Fan Yao, as long as you don't run away today, I will show what I have learned and have a good time fighting with you." ”

Fan Yao resolutely didn't want to be fooled, and he didn't want Liyuan to squeeze his words, and said with a smile: "I have said that the body method is also the skill of a monk, who is to blame if you can't catch up with Liyuan?"

Li Yuan sneered and said, "Fan Yao, there will always be a day when you can't escape, and you don't dare to escape." By then, I think you'll still be as chic and sharp as you are today?"

After speaking, he didn't say anything more to Fan Yao. After closing his eyes and contemplating for a moment, the Heavenly Shocking Cloud Sword shone brightly, and after swinging several sword qi that soared into the sky, Fan Yao's finger wind was knocked back for several miles, and the sword body continued to shrink, turning into a flying sword with a length of feet in just a moment.

After doing this, Liyuan floated up and flew towards the sky, and at the same time, a vision appeared in the sky, and a black canopy was already unconsciously covering the sky where the two were fighting.

The sky is clear in the distance, and the sun is shining. Within a radius of several miles, night fell, and the stars were dotted.

"Come on again, Liyuan, will you order anything else, except that the broken sword has become smaller again, and it is no different from usual!" Fan Yao complained. But he kept stepping on the mountain, secretly concentrating on vigilance. Not to mention whether Liyuan has any new magic powers, it's just that the sword falls into the stars, and the palm of the sky is already exhausting Fan Yao.

Li Yuan sat on top of the dark clouds, looked at Fan Yao and said with a sneer: "Do you know why I want to take away Yong Kexiu and Kong Zhaowen? Because with them by my side, I am afraid that I will not be able to control my strength and hurt the innocent." ”

"Liyuan, it's just the two of us here, you can blow hard!" Fan Yao stimulated Liyuan while beckoning those few fingers back.

This finger wind seems to be used for no reason, but in fact, it is just Fan Yao injecting the power of Gengjin to release it.

As for the reason why he can attack the enemy on his own, one is controlled by Fan Yao's divine sense, and the other is that it contains a lot of earth-shattering sword intent. This sword intent was comprehended by Fan Yao, and he temporarily copied it. Even so, its power made Fan Yao very happy.

Li Yuan glanced down at Fan Yao, the small Shocking Cloud Sword was floating beside him, and then put his fingers together, pointed downward, and shouted: "This sword move is called 'Wanjia Open Road', Fan Yao, you take a closer look." As for whether you can read it or not, it depends on your creation. ”

After speaking, the Cloud Shocking Sword broke through the sea of clouds, like a comet with a white tail, towards Fan Yao.

Fan Yao didn't dare to slack off, raised his hand and clicked his fingers a few times, and a few golden rays slammed towards the Shocking Cloud Sword.

However, it was different from the past, and he didn't see the entanglement of death, and his finger wind and the Shocking Cloud Sword collapsed at the touch of a button, turning into stars and floating in the air.

These finger winds did not achieve anything, but instead set off the downward trend of the Shocking Cloud Sword to be even more amazing. Seeing this situation, Fan Yao also understood that this must be Liyuan pouring all his cultivation into this sword, breaking through ten thousand laws with his strength, and even more so using cultivation to oppress people.

Fan Yao sighed helplessly, there is no way, who calls his cultivation inferior to others. Moreover, what Li Yuan is casting now is very likely to be a heaven-shattering spell, and the weight of his sword power has only been seen in his life. Seeing that the Shocking Cloud Sword was about to approach, he had no choice but to dodge.

Fan Yao even cast a body method, but he had been locked by the Shocking Cloud Sword, and after dodging the three slashes of the Shocking Cloud Sword, in the dust, three big pits appeared on the flat ground.

Seeing the fourth sword flying towards him with the power of extermination, Fan Yao stood on the edge of the big pit, his body was also buried in dust over his knees, and when the power of the five elements of earth was even more diffuse, he couldn't help but have an idea.

Liyuan showed his might, and the Shocking Cloud Sword stabbed at Fan Yao again and again with lightning speed, and after the loud noise that shook the sky, when the dust and smoke in the sky dissipated, Fan Yao was gone.

Li Yuan was not in a hurry, and said with a smile: "It is said that Wanjia has opened the way, where else can you hide." ”

After speaking, the decision in his hand changed again. I saw that at the edge of the three big pits, the sword light of the Shocking Cloud Sword was pervasive, and when the sword light dissipated, I saw that the sword qi had turned into tens of thousands of armored armored horses, densely packed in clusters.

Although each ride is no more than the size of a palm, it seems funny, but in fact, each ride is like a flying sword, and for a time, countless pocket iron riders charge down the slope from the top of the big pit, like the tide pouring into a depression.

The Shocking Cloud Sword is like a general who leads the army to rush to kill, with the posture of a large army rushing forward, searching for Fan Yao's traces everywhere.

At the same time, there was a flash of light in Liyuan's hand, and he took out several flying swords from the mustard seed space, each of which was full of cold light and color.

These flying swords are all left by Liyuan's usual collection, and each one is not comparable to the vulgar magic weapons. He also specialized in the art of flying swords in ordinary times, and now the sword moves used by the Cloud Attack Sword are also a kind of flying sword moves.

At this time, he no longer hid his clumsiness, and tried his best to kill Fan Yao on the spot, so as to lay a chance for victory in this battle, and also let out a breath of evil qi accumulated in the past few days.

As soon as the sword was drawn, those flying swords scattered like a rain of light, and six of the long swords left one after another, surrounding the big pit, and finally turned the tip of the sword, and one long sword instantly submerged into the earth, forming a formation in the extreme depths of the ground, not giving Fan Yao a chance to escape the encirclement.

Even if Fan Yao still has the strength to break through the sword formation, he will still reveal clues, and what awaits him at that time will definitely be the interception of the sharp flying sword, and there will definitely be more than one.