Chapter 130 Southern Eagle King's stunt Shenwumen Square.

Wu Fan took a deep breath, a trace of purple electricity flashed in his eyes from time to time, the five fingers of his palms were naturally opened, his whole body was slightly pressed, and his right foot fell slightly behind his left foot, completely looking ready to go.

Li Qian, who was opposite him, was also in the same situation, his body was arched, his hands were ready to spread into wings at any time, his ring fingers were constantly trembling, his breath was gentle, and his squinted eyes radiated a cold light from time to time.

I could faintly feel that the two momentum had confronted each other above the heads of the two, Wu Fan's violent and masculine power, and Li Qian's was like a cold sharp knife, cold and sharp.

When the momentum of the two of them climbed to the top, the air around them heated up rapidly, like a powder keg that could explode at any time.

When the autumn wind rose, a white lace-brimmed hat was blown away, slowly fluttering between the two with the attraction of the air current

This foreign hat slowly fell to the ground in the sight of the two, and almost at the same moment, the two raised their eyes, their eyes met, and the sparks from the collision of their eyes instantly ignited this long-brewing explosive barrel!

A transparent energy wrapped around Wu Fan's fist, I saw that he suddenly pulled out his figure, a few arrow steps, and between the electric light and flint, his fist had already risen up, and the fist wind brought up was whirring, as if a tiger was roaring!

Xingyi Tiger Shape Fist!

At the same moment when Wu Fan stood up, Li Qian, who had long been ready to go, was like a volcano that was still covered, and the backlog of potential energy was completely stimulated at this moment!

The eagle soaring in the sky had already set his sights on his prey, and he finally seized the opportunity after waiting for a long time and sent out a final dive against his prey!

His arms stretched out instantly, his hands became claws, his feet stomped violently, the floor shattered, but the person had disappeared in place, showing his eagle posture to Wu Fan, and opened the most ferocious offensive!

The third type of Condor Record!

The eagle has no regrets!

The wind and clouds are torn, the air flow is disordered, the air is directly crushed, the explosion is continuous, the floor is cracked, and the gravel is flying, what kind of picture is it at this time?

However, this is far from the end!

After Wu Fan's one-punch tiger-shaped opponent's eagle claw, regardless of the result, he ignored the stinging pain from the punch, and began to greet the other punch without hesitation!

The invisible energy was like a swimming dragon, wrapped around Wu Fan's arm, the dragon's head was in the fist, the muscles suddenly expanded, the green tendons burst out, and fiercely met Li Qian's other eagle claw!

"Ang-!"

Dragon Tiger Fighting Eagle!

Wu Fan is menacing, every punch seems to have a thousand powers, the tiger is mighty, the dragon is domineering, under the dragon and tiger double shape, Li Qian's eagle claws are a little unbearable, he really didn't arrive, Wu Fan's strength has been raised a grade again compared to the previous collision, and under the bonus of the combination of two forms, it is so powerful!

Every punch would make a bang, and the fist would cause a burst of white gas to fluctuate, and Li Qian's eagle claws seemed to be more than capable when facing this terrifying dragon and tiger fist.

Wu Fan's fist is mighty, showing the domineering and masculine spirit of a man, and Li Qian's eagle claw is a sword that goes off the rails, hurting others and hurting himself.

Therefore, after just a few tricks of collision, Li Qian decisively changed his strategy!

I saw that the eagle changed its previous style of sharp attack, and began to hover and wander continuously, and its sharp eyes continued to look at the dragon and tiger, in order to find any possible flaws.

When Li Qian avoided his edge, Wu Fan also found out in an instant, but it was difficult for him to find a way in the face of Li Qian's flexible figure for a while, whether it was strength or instant explosiveness, Wu Fan had absolute confidence, but in the face of Li Qian's extremely strange pace and speed, his eyes were difficult to catch.

The two of them hit from the center of the square to the foot of the city wall, and then flew to the wall to face each other a few times, you come and go, and even the red city wall was punched a few times by Wu Fan.

And when the battlefield shifted to the pavilion on the city wall, Li Qian instantly flew to the top of the pavilion, half-kneeling on the tiles, and looked down at the opponent below.

Wu Fan didn't chase, firstly, because he couldn't catch up, the opponent's speed and flexibility were higher than him, and secondly, after fighting for so long, he hit the opponent very few times, and even if he hit, he was unloaded with most of his strength, and he couldn't pose a threat at all.

At this moment, Li Qianze, who was on the pavilion, had a completely different idea and mentality.

Wu Fan's series of fierce beatings gave him a moment of respite, and his endless internal strength nourished his internal organs all the time, and at the same time replenished his physical strength.

Don't look at him hiding very chicly, and he is also very calm between moves, but this is undoubtedly a test of physical strength and internal strength, with his current ability, if Wu Fan chases and fights all the way, he really may not be consumed.

Therefore, after seeing Wu Fan give up the pursuit again, he also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Adjusting his mentality, Li Qian quietly changed the way of operation of internal strength, with the transformation of internal strength, his breath continued to compress, the interval between breaths was extremely tight, drops of sweat came out of his forehead, and faintly, white air currents continued to swirl around his body.

Although Wu Fan's perception was on Li Qian all the time, because of the other party's intentional shielding, he didn't notice the other party's movements, but he just felt that Li Qian's breathing and heartbeat were much faster, and he didn't think much about it, this is a very normal physiological state after high-speed exercise.

Wu Fan didn't find it, but it doesn't mean that others didn't find it, especially Li Qian lived on the pavilion, and in the pavilion were the two guests Dan Qingzi and Shui Hongli.

"It's coming!" Dan Qingzi whispered with a glint in his eyes.

"What?"

"The Southern Eagle King's fame stunt!"

"What is it?" the red carp's eyes lit up.

Dan Qingzi shook his head and didn't speak, just gestured with his eyes and continued to watch.

Three minutes later, Wu Fan, who was still thinking about countermeasures and recovering his energy, suddenly noticed that the breath of the person on the pavilion had changed

"This is?" Wu Fan's brows furrowed, this uncontrollable unknown situation was the last thing he wanted to face.

Li Qian, who lived on the pavilion, had been running smoothly in his body by changing the mode of operation, and the white whirlwind began to compress itself little by little, refining and refining, getting smaller and smaller, less and less, and the older he was, the more imperceptible.

If Li Qian was a sharp knife before, then at this moment, in Wu Fan's senses, this sharp knife seemed to have completed some kind of evolution, the sharp edge pointed directly at his body and mind, just the moment he looked at each other, he had a feeling of palpitations, and his back was instantly cold!

"Suffer!"

Wu Fan's heart was beating wildly, his body was naturally bent, and his eyes were staring at Li Qian on the pavilion with his eyes!

"Did you find it?" Li Qian muttered to himself, the corners of his mouth curved upward, and he smiled weirdly.

"Unfortunately, it's too late!" )