Chapter 118: The battle spirit is endless, and the practice is defeated
The two got closer and closer, and finally with a "bang", their fists and palms intersected, and in an instant, the wind and dust were like being hit hard, and they staggered back. Then Fengchen felt his chest flip, and a mouthful of stuffy blood was pressed into his mouth.
"Is this the strength of the former Du Hongfeng Fighter No. 1, it is really strong. Feng Chen sighed. He has always fought by himself, except for the battle against Gu Tianjiao on the Ladder of Conscience, this is the first time that he has been injured in a move while fighting at the same level. Although it was just a simple surge of qi and blood, it also made him frightened, and he really couldn't underestimate the heroes in the world.
Of course, Fengchen knew that this did not mean that there was such a big gap between his strength and Lian Yuan. It's the previous move, the two of them have used their real skills, although it's just one move, they have actually used all their spirits, and even if they fight again, the result will not be much different.
"And whether his strength is really inferior to this Lian Yuan is still unknown. Fengchen moved his gaze to the man in black on the opposite side again, and muttered to himself in his heart.
Sure enough, with one palm, the wind and dust were repelled, and Lian Yuan, who seemed to have the upper hand, no longer had the previous elegance after landing, and the arm that was fighting against the wind and dust couldn't stop trembling slightly. The other hand was on his chest, obviously uncomfortable.
Seeing this scene, Fengchen clapped his hands and applauded: "The name of the Forbidden Lian Yuan of the Extinction Valley is well deserved, but if you only have this strength, I'm afraid you won't be able to help your sister get justice today." I think you're not as good as your sister, and you're here to help people get justice, if I were you, I would have felt shameless. ”
"Damn. Hearing Fengchen's cool words, Lian Yuan's mouthful of reverse blood that he had just forcibly suppressed almost couldn't help but surge up again. Originally, he didn't plan to really do anything about the dust, but after hearing this, he resolutely decided that he must be on a par with the hateful guy in front of him today. A person lives a breath, a tree lives a skin, and today he Lian Yuan really can't swallow this breath.
"Thunder Stick" shouted violently, Lian Yuan took out his weapon, a big black iron stick of more than two meters, and stabbed it on the ground. In an instant, the wind and clouds moved, and a momentum that was three points stronger than when he palmed just now rose on Lian Yuan's body.
"It's over, it's over, this lord has completely angered Lian Yuan. "Quero's scalp is numb, a calm Lian Yuan is already terrifying enough, but at least there is room for relaxation, but now it is completely gone, and the danger level has increased by at least an order of magnitude. But when he turned his gaze to Fengchen, he found that the latter's face did not show half a bit of panic under the pressure of Lian Yuan's stormy rain. Not only did he not panic, but he looked at the scene in front of him with interest. Seeing this, Quiro suddenly remembered the scene where the two fought before, recalled some details, and was surprised to find that it seemed... It seems to be half a pound and eight taels, and it is comparable.
In fact, he is so confused, and he doesn't blame Quero, the key is that he has been practicing Yuan for too long, and subconsciously makes people feel that he must be able to crush the opponent, which makes Queiro react several beats slower. Reacting at this moment, Queiro gasped, the back of his neck was cold, and he was quite afraid, only then did he realize how lucky he should be to survive with the wind and dust.
Quero, a bystander, didn't talk about the feelings of the spectator for the time being, and said that the wind and dust standing opposite Lian Yuan had already felt heavy pressure as Lian Yuan's momentum improved. Although he said it lightly, he didn't seem to put Lian Yuan in his eyes = in his eyes, but in fact, Fengchen knew very well that this Lian Yuan's strength was definitely really strong, and the reason why he verbally provoked the other party was actually to provoke the other party so that he could fight with all his might. Although a move can divide the winner and lose, and see the winner or lose, it is not hearty enough. In addition, the small world is about to open, and it is about to face countless dangers, among which it may encounter many strong people, and it is definitely a lot of benefits to have a strong move with a strong person like Lian Yuan in advance. As for whether you will offend the other party for the time being, it is not in the scope of consideration for the time being, it would have made other people's sisters like that, anyway, it is impossible to be good, offending once and offending twice is offended, it is better to offend one more time.
Fengchen just thought of this, but saw that the momentum of Lian Yuan on the opposite side had gathered to the peak, Fengchen didn't dare to be careless, and took out the half-truncated knife that he usually used, although the star slashing power was stronger, but for some reason Fengchen used this broken knife to make it easy. But this scene fell in Lian Yuan's eyes, but Fengchen despised him, and the anger in his heart went to a higher level. didn't say much, and the next moment the whole person had already risen into the air, and the purple fighting spirit on the dark iron stick shone brightly, first raised high, and then slashed down. Fast and accurate, one stick out, but it has blocked all the retreats of the wind and dust, making the wind and dust unavoidable and only frontal hard connection.
"Well done. Since he couldn't retreat, Fengchen simply poured all his strength into his arms, and the horizontal knife faced Lian Yuan's Xuantie stick.
"Bang!"
The dark iron stick in Lian Yuan's hand fell with the power of Wan Jun, like a 10,000-pound boulder crushing down, colliding with the wind and dust hand interrupting the knife.
"Click!" Fengchen's footsteps did not move, but the stone on which Fengchen stood could not hold on, and shattered, making Fengchen's feet completely embedded in the bluestone. But the wind and dust waist is not bent. The legs are not bent, and the whole person is still standing straight and firm.
"I don't believe I can't help you. Lian Yuan's heart was ruthless, and he increased the strength in his hands. The larger area of the stone surface could not withstand the cracks, and the wind and dust were so bad that all the calves were sunk in, and the situation was critical.
Seeing this, Quiro hurriedly took out his soft sword, looking for an opportunity, and prepared to take advantage of the stalemate between the two to fight for a blow to abolish Lian Yuan. He is now a grasshopper on a rope with Fengchen, so he naturally wants to help Fengchen. At this moment, he also saw that Fengchen definitely had the strength to be on par with Lian Yuan, and it was difficult to say who would win and who would lose in the battle between the two, and it seemed that Fengchen was at a disadvantage for the time being. But he has self-confidence, as long as he is coupled with himself, even if Lian Yuan's strength is strong, he will definitely not be an opponent. But before he could make a move, the form on the field changed again.
I saw that Fengchen, who was originally downwind, suddenly retracted his strength sideways, and calmly unloaded the huge force on the Xuantie stick, Lian Yuan didn't have time to stop, and the Xuantie stick smashed the ground into a huge pit with a "boom". Lian Yuan chuckled in his heart, the secret way was not good, and he hurriedly wanted to get up and return to defense. But at this moment, he has used up his old tricks, and his strength has been exhausted, it is when the empty door is wide open, how can Fengchen let go of such a good opportunity. Lian Yuan reacted extremely quickly, and the wind and dust were blocked by him in a hurry. But blocking the knife, he didn't expect that Fengchen's knife was just a false move, and the real killing move was not here. I was secretly glad in my heart to breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly I felt a pain in my waist, and the whole person flew out.
There was another "bang", this time it was the sound of Lian Yuan landing. Shaking and standing up, Lian Yuan finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and then he felt a little better. But this kick did not leave his hand, Lian Yuan's internal organs were still hot and painful, and it was obvious that he had no strength to fight again in a short period of time.