Wu Yun, a young man who rarely spoke, said with some appreciation in his eyes: "Brother Fan was able to take the blow of the giant blade wind knife, which is enough to show that he has already achieved a level of physical training. Yang Bo was only at the intermediate stage of the Wind Spear Technique, and he barely used the high-level Wind Spear Technique to split the corpse, but he still couldn't threaten him. Unexpectedly, Brother Fan was actually a monk with dual cultivation of the Dharma body. I, Wu Yun, have lost my eyes. ”

The dual cultivation of the Dharma body has been heard of here. Practicing physical arts, it is extremely difficult to cultivate, the pain is abnormal, if you want to train your body to look like a demon beast, the sword is difficult to hurt, this is an unbearable long pain, and it may not be possible to practice it to be able to compare the defense of the beautiful demon beast.

There is no such simple thing in the world, and Fan Liru would not have done it at all if it weren't for the depth of the record on the Ben Thunder Knife that tempted him.

In order to drive this knife to form a knife formation, it is necessary to reach the ninth level of physical training to have such a strong musculoskeletal body and withstand the power generated by the knife formation.

Even if you pass the golden flame training, and then go through the baptism of heavenly thunder. The elixir of the three flavors of fire attribute was applied to the skin, and it was still as uncomfortable as a knife cut.

On the road of life and death, Liu Ruyan smeared elixir on his whole body every night. Seeing him forcibly hold back the pain, his muscles spasming and twitching, it was also terrifying to watch. Li Xiaoyi and Yang Hanzhi didn't dare to look at each other directly.

Li Hong nodded and said: "Brother Yang should be a rare wind attribute cultivator, otherwise at this age, it is absolutely impossible to comprehend the wind spear technique to this realm, and the disciples who rank high in the Divine Mountain do have some ability." ”

That Yang Bo seemed to have regained some confidence, and the power of more than a hundred small wind knives erupted was equivalent to the power of a white-veined top-level brake cultivator at the fifteenth level of Peiyuan.

Fan Li still didn't use his aura, and he didn't use his battle qi. Still smiling, with an understated demeanor.

Yang Bo stretched out his hands. Staring at Fan Li with gloomy eyes, more than a hundred small wind knives suddenly disappeared in front of his chest with a roar.

In the flash of blue light, the air in the small courtyard suddenly became disordered, and there was a wave of air turbulence. The power of these more than 100 wind knives was indeed a bit terrifying. In a flash. came to Fan Li's side, densely packed.

Fan Li's feet sank, and he roared: "It's a good time!" Suddenly, a fist shadow drowned out his figure.

"Bang ......"

In the center of the small courtyard, the blue light is amazing, and the sound of explosions is endless.

Wu Yun burst out with beads of sweat on his forehead, licked his lips and said, "Brother Fan really resisted these more than 100 wind knives with a pair of meat fists. How fast can this attack speed be to envelop this piece of wind knife? I'm afraid that a single punch can blow up the head of a second-level demon beast. ”

Zhang Jun was when the three of them arrived. He came out of the room, with an indifferent look, and finally showed a little surprise. The deacon of the Hall of Elders frowned, as if he was preoccupied.

The short explosion ended, the blue light dissipated, and Fan Li was unscathed, still looking at Yang Bo with a smile. Not salty, not bland. It's just that the corners of his mouth are a little sneering.

Yang Bo's face suddenly became a little unbearable. Just now he said that he wanted to teach people a lesson, but when the means were exhausted, people were like playing, and they didn't use any spiritual power, and they didn't put him in their eyes at all.

I thought that this kid was only powerful with that ugly knife. Able to break through the defenses of mid-level spiritual weapons. Then intentionally or unintentionally avoid his heavy sword strengths, and then use his strengths. Fight the weak with the strong, play a trick, hit him hard in one fell swoop, and suffer a dumb loss.

Yang Bo roared. Spots of light burst out on his body again. His face was very solemn, and he recited a kind of law in his mouth.

With both hands in the void hugging his chest and rubbing it, the void in the middle of his palms flashed with blue light. A three-foot-long, swirling cyan spiral cone appeared between the hands. As soon as the cone appeared, the air around it twisted again.

When this guy's face turned pale when he recited the decision, his eyes were sunken and his eyes were empty.

As soon as Fan Li heard the law decision he recited, he felt familiar. It is very similar to a formula for blessing the secret method, and in his Qiankun bag, there is a powerful set of blessing secret method "Soul Summoning Formula"

But seeing that Yang Bo's palms began to rub the cyan spiral cone that was three feet up and down, the spiral cone was rotating faster and faster. The air whined, and the cyan spots of light melted into the spiral cone from the air.

Compressed from three feet long to two feet, a strong wind spirit force filled the small courtyard, which was caused by Yang Bo's reliance on mana and the rotational power of the spiral cone. In this way, the power skyrockets,

Liang Peiling said approvingly: "Yang Bo's air spear technique is really well cultivated, and he has worked hard." It's just that the spell has been cast for such a long time, if it is sumo, how can you let you cast the spell so calmly? Brother Fan has not made a move so far, and if he did, Yang Bo would have been defeated. ”

Chen Long nodded and said, "Brother Fan's strength, I can't see through it, he still hasn't had any reactions and fluctuations in spiritual power. The power of this wind cone, even if it is a master in the early stage of spiritual cultivation, cannot be hard-connected. ”

As soon as Long Chen's voice fell, he saw Fan Li move, and his right fist, with a flash of golden light, turned golden. If it is a golden hand made of pure gold, it is brilliant, and it has been cultivated for more than three years of Xuanmai True Sutra, and at this time, the golden silk and the physical body, the divine thought, the fit between the three, there are obviously many fewer obstacles.

Yang Bo laughed fiercely, and the high-speed rotating wind cone, with a terrifying coercion, suddenly shot out from between his palms.

Fan Li smashed out a lightning-like punch, and thousands of slender green silks shot out of the void, and a circle of sound waves spread out silently.

A long laugh rang out: "Brother Yang, you can also eat Fan Xiaoye's punch and taste how it tastes." In the cyan light, the figure flickered, and appeared in front of Yang Bo like a ghost, and the golden fist hit his chest.

Yang Boman thought that this blow was enough to blast Fan Li out, and after making a move, he breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, Fan Li stood in front of him, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth. A huge golden fist was imprinted on his chest.

"Bang"

Yang Bo screamed miserably and flew out several feet away, blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Fan Li hugged his fists and said: "Your position, I want it, is there any problem? If you are not convinced, you will fight again." ”

Zhang Jun stepped out of the courtyard. Shaking his head, he said: "Yang Bo, let's take it up, Fan Li's divine power is amazing." The magic weapon is his shortcoming, and you rely on the wind gun technique to have fire and use it against him. It's just your defeat, fortunately, it's not life-threatening, otherwise it's worse than Xiaoping, go down. ”

That Gao Yunshan, his face changed uncertainly, red and white, snorted coldly, and said secretly in his heart: "What kind of ability is it to defeat Yang Bo, you are lucky today." It's just a long way to go. Someday. You will fall into my hands. ”

Originally, it was planned that as soon as Yang Bo defeated him, he would immediately kill Fan Li to avenge his sweetheart. Now, people represent Shenshan to participate in the competition, but they can't kill him.

Fan Li smiled and glanced at Gao Yunshan, who was holding back the fire in his belly, and turned around and walked towards the Four Geniuses.

It's just that the eyes of the four geniuses looking at him have changed. Especially that Wuyun. Looks a little uncomfortable.

Li Hong cocked his thumb and said: "Brother Fan is really a divine martial artist, he actually received the power of a wind cone with his bare hands." Merely. What Brother Yang said just now, do you really use the brake spirit as an attack method?"

Fan Li smiled slightly: "Of course it's true, Fan never speaks." It's just that this kind of carving insect skill is crooked, and it is not enough to worry about it. How dare you compare the beauty with your tough methods. ”

Liang Peiling's big eyes flickered and said, "In this way, Brother Fan's orange-level brake spirit." Is that serious?"

Fan Li laughed, but he didn't deny and admit it, and said with a funny expression: "What if it's real, what if it's fake? This doesn't matter anymore, if you believe it." That's true. If you don't believe it, then it's just the world's first cowhide words. ”

Liang Peiling grinned and said, "Brother Fan's language is really funny, my little sister believes it." It's just that her look is so insincere that she can't believe it.

After the contestants were decided, Zhang Jun and the elders who brought Yang Bo went out in a hurry.

Three days later, Fu Xuelian came back with an angry face, and this woman's Vermilion Bird Treasure Mirror and Xuanwu Treasure Mirror were forcibly exchanged by Su Xinyao with Qinglong and White Tiger. For this master of the Jindan period, Fu Xuelian dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

The woman walked into the small courtyard, and through the window, she saw Fan Li sitting cross-legged on the bed alone and closing his eyes to cultivate.

With a shake of his figure, he entered through the window and said coldly: "Have you fought with Yang Bo?"

Fan Li was startled, and when he saw that this evil god had returned, he hurriedly said: "Back to the right protector, the junior has already defeated him." ”

Fu Xuelian nodded and said, "Go and call Gao Yunshan over, this Dharma Protector has something important." ”

This woman looked fierce and vicious, Fan Li beat a drum in his heart, ran out with a smoke, and called Gao Yunshan to go.

After a few moments, the two returned with respectful expressions. Fu Xuelian said: "Fan Li, what are you doing in hiding, release all your cultivation." This Dharma Protector wants to compare your mana, who is stronger. ”

Fan Li didn't understand what this senior was going to do?

But Gao Yunshan knew that the rumors of this right protector's affair were like myths and legends. The man who has double-cultivated with her, he is nostalgic until death, and the immortals are just so happy. Walking around under her skirt, it was a great fate.

Every time this great protector chooses a male favorite among his disciples, it is a bloody fight. The joy of leisure is still one thing, the most important thing is that it is very beneficial to double cultivate with her. Many disciples who were stuck on the eighteenth layer of Peiyuan relied on her powerful Yuan Dan power to break through the bottleneck. These disciples have incomparable admiration and respect for her, like a goddess in their hearts.

Gao Yunshan suddenly felt joy and ecstasy. I thought that this right protector had been out for a few days, and my heart was rippling, and I couldn't bear the loneliness, and I needed a disciple to relieve my boredom.

Immediately, his arms were shaken with great excitement, and a body of mana was released without reservation. Fan Li also collected the concealment technique taught by Phantom Moon and released the aura.

Fu Xuelian glanced at Gao Yunshan and nodded, then glanced at Fan Li, suddenly her nostrils moved, and her eyes looked at Fan Li's lower abdomen with a sparkle of light.

At this moment, Fu Xuelian's lower abdomen revealed a milky white light, filling the room with fragrance, and the Chinese wanted to get drunk. Gao Yunshan suddenly fell into a gentle township, his eyes were red, and his breathing became short. (To be continued......)