The tip of the spear did not tremble, and the red tassel exploded like a hedgehog, and the wisps collapsed straight, and they also trembled without trembling, so you can imagine what amazing power it contains. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The phantom of the second bite disappeared at this time, as if it had suddenly entered the original body, and everything within two feet of it, along with the air, was pulled by some wonderful force, and frantically poured into the body of the spear.

"Huh!" Fang Jin suddenly exploded, his eyes were as bright as stars, his whole body was shocked, his spirit was concentrated, and the surging power frantically poured into the spear, the black light flashed, and the red tassel spread like a flame, only to see the light between heaven and earth like silk, flashing.

Xiyun only felt that his body was suddenly empty, everything disappeared, there was only a red tassel in his mind, a little black light, his breathing stopped, his heart stopped, and the space seemed to be filled with a stream of steel, and he was trapped in it, so heavy that he couldn't move.

Xiyun's face was red, his eyes were about to split, his eyes suddenly flashed with a light as strong as the sun, the muscles and bones of his whole body trembled, and the chaotic true qi surged, as if endless power was constantly pouring out, and suddenly his chest expanded, his throat opened, and a loud roar roared out.

He stood with his left foot, his right foot suddenly slid back half a step, his body squatted slightly, his right hand was raised, his elbow was bent and his shoulder was moved, and he pulled back, like a bow, his fist was clenched, and when he finished drinking, his fist was like an arrow from the string, shooting with a full bow, and the surging power was completely converging in front of the fist half a foot, and the strong pressure forced the air to produce tremor lines, like a space crack.

Xiyun's movements can be seen clearly by anyone, the slightest slight change, and even the slight turn of the elbow, are clearly displayed in front of the flesh, but the actual action is as fast as thunder, like a mountain breaking through the sky, and what the human eye sees is actually the phantom of the action left after his fist shoots out.

The simplest, most direct, and most powerful lunge punch! In the face of such a gun momentum, any technique is cumbersome, and it is all imaginary, even if there is only a little more change, the gun momentum has already taken advantage of the gap to penetrate the person.

Endless power begins to gather from the legs, swells up the waist, rushes over the shoulders, and reaches the tip of the fist. Just when the fist was stretched to the limit and the strength reached its strongest point, the tip of the spear also reached that point.

"Poof!" There was a very slight but indescribable low sound, and everything was completely emptied at the junction of the fist and gun.

In the consciousness of the two of them, the time trance completely stopped at this moment, and the space between the fist and the gun was like a piece of glass, "popping", extending countless cracks around, and suddenly there was a crisp "click", the glass exploded, the space exploded, and the earth-shattering waves were like angry sea waves, surging out in all directions.

"Boom~~" The violent sound waves shook endlessly, and the strong wind was like a wave, rolling up the stream and clouds, and he threw it out like a rag bag.

Fang Jin kept holding the gun with both hands, but his feet inevitably slipped six feet backwards, dragging two deep marks on the ground.

With the naked eye, I saw Xiyun punch out, and then flew out upside down like a cannonball, in fact, what I saw was only a phantom of the fist, and the holding of the fist and the gun was only a moment in the eyes of others, but the power hedged more than ten times in the feelings of the two, and the meridians seemed to be completely torn apart.

Xiyun fell to the ground, his back hit the ground, and as soon as he was hit by the force, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Fang Jin gritted his teeth tightly, his eyebrows were wrinkled together, his face was white, red, and white, and finally he "coughed", coughed up a small mouthful of blood, his arms trembled, and he slowly retracted the gun and gently put it on his right hand.

Xiyun's right arm rested on his side, soft as a noodle, his left hand supported the ground, slowly stood up, saw Fang Jin vomiting blood, and a relieved smile appeared at the corner of his mouth - I almost broke my hand, don't spit blood, you are sorry.

"Ah~" At this time, a terrible scream suddenly sounded, and a waterfall of blood sprayed into the void.

Xiyun and Fang Jin both turned their heads to look, and both of them knew very well that the other party was harmless now. The blow just now was extremely violent, and the indomitable collision, the two of them went all out, and the true qi in the body was shocking, at this time, it was best not to even make a big move, let the true qi slowly soothe down, and act rashly, the injury will definitely deteriorate instantly, and even leave sequelae.

A human head flew into the sky, a folding fan fell to the ground, and the laughing grimace on the fan face turned upside down, it turned out to be like crying.

Ling Feiyan's long sword shook, and all the blood stained on the sword body was immediately raised. At this time, her pretty face was flushed, a few strands of green silk stuck to her face, she was drenched in sweat, her breathing was slightly panting, and her mood was very moving, but no one had time to appreciate it.

Without the restriction of Fang Jin's spear, Ling Feiyan was much easier, but the opponent was extraordinary after all, and she was anxious to kill the endless monk, but Su Zhiping was good at attacking the heart, and she couldn't stop talking foul language, and kept mentioning the Ethereal Pavilion heir who had been defiled by her, and her words were very shameless, teasing and ridiculing, sneering, saying how unbearable the so-called saint's attitude in bed was, which made Ling Feiyan angry and angry, and her heart was boiling. Because the saint took good care of her when she was young, like a mother and daughter, like a sister. Under these harassments, her sword technique realm has become disordered, and her cultivation has been lowered to a level, which has forced the two of them to be in danger.

But it was Xiyun and Fang Jin who fought fiercely this time, and the momentum was shocking, which made Su Zhiping frightened, he was afraid that even the dragon slaying spear would be killed by the demon body little monk, and then he would deal with himself, so his mind was slightly confused, and he immediately gave Ling Feiyan the opportunity to seize the opportunity, and fought to receive the palm of the endless monk, "brushing and brushing" three swords in succession, which finally made Su Zhiping hate on the spot.

Ling Feiyan gasped, his eyes moistened, revealing a look of mourning, and he said silently in his heart: "Sister Yao, Feiyan has avenged you." ”

Xiao Si stood a foot away, and he couldn't stop wheezing. So far, he has been injured in nearly ten places, and he has not had such a hard time since his debut. This woman's swordsmanship is superb, even if she is flustered, at the critical moment, the blade of the sword flashes suddenly, so that he has no time to hit the palm solidly, and he has to stay away. It is also the impact of the internal injuries getting worse and worse, the few sword mouths on the body are not serious, the terrifying thing is that the misty sword qi seems to have been cleared out of the body, the next time the sword is hit, and another sword qi strikes, the sword qi that seems to have completely disappeared suddenly emerges again, although it is weak, but it is extremely uncomfortable, and people have to be distracted to deal with it.

For a while, the four of them stopped, and the fierce fight was so far, they were all very tired, and the four of them were standing a little strange at this time, roughly in a diamond shape, Xiyun and Ling Feiyan were diagonally opposite, on the left was Fang Jin, on the right was Xiao Si, Fang Jin was still guarding in front of the door, about six feet away, if anyone dared to break in, he would suddenly arrive with a spear.

Xiao Si is closest to the courtyard wall, and he only needs to flip over, and he can immediately go outside the courtyard, but this is his current residence, and he should drive others away, not by himself.

Ling Feiyan was worried that he would escape, her qi condensed but did not disperse, and she looked at him coldly, as long as he made the slightest move, she would immediately make a move.

There was no tension between Xiyun and Fang Jin, and neither of them had eased up. Fang Jin was worried that Ling Feiyan would break into the house and the pressure would be even greater, he could naturally see that Ling Feiyan was resolute in killing the Endless Monk, but how could he know that she would not attack the West?

On the scene, Xiyun should be the most relaxed, but the sudden change in the situation made him stunned. (To be continued.) )