Li Shiqiang's face was overjoyed, his pink cheeks were a little red, and his raised head looked left and right.

It's a pity that all I saw were two disdainful glances.

The shadow snake that can make a dragon's groan must be a strange thing, and if it can be obtained, it will definitely dominate the younger generation.

Since God let him get the first chance to make a move, he can only leave the remaining two with an irreparable regret.

Thinking of this, Li Shiqiang's face became solemn, and his straight spine stretched like a dragon.

The aura of the pinnacle of foundation building suddenly erupted, and a wild aura was like a huge wave, setting off countless ripples around the body in an instant.

The shoulder-length black hair rose without wind, and two rays of light like the sun burst out in a pair of dark pupils.

"My Bright Bright Heaven Sect is known for its magical powers, but I, Li Shijieqiang, will use a test of boxing today to comprehend the test of the Flying Immortal Sword Sect, and see if I cover the sky with one punch, or if you cover the sun with one sword."

"The Great Day of Boxing is Eternal"

Li Shiqiang's arms were raised high, and dense bone explosions erupted in his body.

His figure was half a head tall out of thin air, and his clothes rose like the wind.

"Knock Knock"

Li Shiqiang's raised fist trembled slightly, stirring up dozens of round ripples in the air that the fist touched.

He looked at Lin Fan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and waved his raised fist violently.

At this time, time seemed to stop, and what appeared in Lin Fan's eyes was not a fist that came out of a critical blow, but a big sun falling in the sky.

This is a combination of ** and supernatural powers, of course, it can also be called fist.

It's just that this is clearly a combination of skills that are more domineering than boxing.

When the big day was in the sky, a huge collapse appeared in the sky above Lin Fan, and dozens of feet of air were shattered by a punch.

Lin Fan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, actually had a slight slump, and the stone steps in the immortal ladder were slightly sinked by his sunken body.

"Zheng"

The "Falling Moon" sword in Lin Fan's hand was struck out with a sheath, his serious face with a hint of longing, and he roared in a low voice:

"Eighteen Swords of the Breeze Kill"

The sword is like a flying rainbow, breaking a thousand swords in one breath.

The layers of sword shadows were like a huge wave standing tall, holding up the high-speed falling sun.

Thousands of swords stabbed at the same point of the Great Sun almost instantaneously.

The dazzling sun was provoked in the shadow of the sword and paused in the air, and after a few breaths, the dimming of the great sun was on the verge of extinguishing.

Feeling that the fist power of being hit by a sword was a little sluggish, Li Shiqiang was happy in his heart, he had never thought about winning with one punch.

Although he used a chance, the opportunity in front of him can still be exchanged for spirit stones.

How can I lack spirit stones, spirit stones are easy to obtain, and opportunities are hard to find.

With the help of sword power, his body jumped up, and with a wave of his arm, he punched out a thousand punches in an instant.

"Great Day Fire Rain"

The dim sun in the sky suddenly burst and turned into a thousand scorching rain of fire that fell.

The rain of fire falling from the sky collided with each other and bounced off in all directions, and their trajectories were chaotic, and even the speed of their fall varied.

Even if Lin Fan struck the same Thousand Swords at this time, he would never be able to stop the fall of the fire rain.

The sword in Lin Fan's hand was stunned, which made Li Shiqiang look proud, after all, this fist technique was by no means a thousand swords that could be stopped.

It's just that at this time, although the sword in Lin Fan's hand was slightly paused, he said in ecstasy: "The sword has a thousand blows, but there is a trajectory to be found, and the wind has no trace, making it difficult to distinguish its trace, and the fire and rain in front of him are somewhat similar."

At this time, the realization made Lin Fanweidun's sword cut out again.

However, in the face of the rain of fire whose trajectory was difficult to discern in the air, his sword only struck out nine hundred sword shadows.

The sword shadows were no longer going straight up, but overlapping each other, rotating at high speed, forming a huge sword umbrella above Lin Fan's head.

The shadow of the sword is scattered, the long sword is the handle, and at this time, in the fire rain, Lin Fanru held up a large umbrella above his head that could shield him from the wind and rain.

The power of the fist like a rain of fire hit the surface of the umbrella, making a crackling sound, and countless rain of fire were ejected by the big umbrella.

Such a change made Li Shiqiang's eyes red, and he saw that the fate of his hand was like a hard bone, which was extremely difficult to gnaw.

"The sun rises, the sun burns, and the sun flies into the sky"

Li Shiqiang's calm mood became violent at this time, and he punched out three punches in a row, and Baizhang air was punched out in a huge arc.

Lin Fan sat cross-legged on the ground and slowly stood up, and said with a smile: "Okay! Okay! Okay! Young man, you have such a cultivation, when you have the opportunity to get the Shadow Dragon, maybe you can get what you want if you work hard!"

On the stone steps at the peak of Qi training, the two figures kept staggering like phantoms, and the long sword broke through the air and struck the fist shadows in the sky.

Li Shiqiang's breath became higher and higher, and the sunshine flashed all around his body, and the dense fist shadow enveloped Lin Fan fiercely.

Sharp and domineering, is the most appropriate portrayal of him at this time.

In just one tea time, the two of them hit hundreds of moves.

But no matter how Li Shiqiang changed his boxing techniques, Lin Fan always killed and resolved it with a clear breeze.

In the eyes of Feng Yantian and Mo Chilian, who were watching the battle from the sidelines, Li Shiqiang forced Lin Fan into a desperate situation every time, but Lin Fan would always be able to resolve it at the last moment, as if only Li Shiqiang could break the long sword in his hand with a little more strength.

But none of them noticed that Lin Fan faced Li Shiqiang's fist power, but every time he made a sword, it became easier and easier, a blow of the breeze in his hands gradually smoothed, and the trajectory of the sword became more and more difficult to figure out.

Thousands of sword shadows were compressed by him to only five hundred, although there were few sword shadows, they could defuse Li Shiqiang's offensive every time.

Li Shiqiang was bitter in his heart at this time, although the combination of magic and fist was powerful, it was extremely consuming to cultivate, don't look at his current momentum, but he also had some lack of strength.

His eyes flashed, his eyes were bloodshot, and a punch was a blow that gathered his whole body to cultivate in one blow.

The Great Sunlight burst out in his body, and the scorching breath instantly burned the upper body into flying ashes, and the air distorted in the scorching Great Sunlight, countless ripples and ripples emerged.

He floated his body into the air and withdrew his right hand under the tuck of it, and a trace of burning green smoke appeared from his white fist.

A look of pain appeared on Li Shiqiang's pink cheeks.

Thinking of forcibly using the power beyond his ability to control, his body is overwhelmed.

Glancing at Lin Fan, who encouraged him with a smile, Li Shiqiang said with difficulty: "I can still throw a punch, if I can't break the long sword in your hand, I will have no chance here!"

The green smoke on his fist, his fair skin quickly withered and blackened, and when a scorching white flame rose on the surface of the pitch-black fist, Li Shiqiang's tucked fist slammed out.

"Big Sun Light Fist!"

His voice was as poignant as a pregnant woman in childbirth, but the punch he struck out was like a flash of lightning that pierced the sky.

It's not so much a fist as a streamer.

There is nothing faster in the world than light, and Li Shiqiang's punch interprets the speed of light to the extreme.

Lin Fan felt a life and death crisis shrouded in the moment Li Shiqiang punched, and he failed to comprehend the invisible and invisible wind, and suddenly realized under the pressure of life and death.

The wind is invisible, the sword is invisible, but what about people?

The streamer broke through the sky and pierced Lin Fan's body.

Li Shiqiang, who passed through his body, looked ecstatic, and he was going to decide the shadow dragon.

"Be careful"

Two frightened cries sounded, and Lin Fan, who was hit in the chest by Li Shiqiang, was like a bubble.

A cold scabbard silently pressed against his throat, and a fresh breeze blew on his face, and Lin Fan's body reappeared in front of him.

"You're defeated!"

Lin Fan looked at Li Shiqiang, who was shocked, and said, "It's still the same sword move, but with a little more artistic conception!"