I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

　　 It was another bombardment. Fang Lin flew back upside down. Bloodstains appeared at the corners of his mouth. There were injuries to his internal organs, and he had suffered serious internal injuries.

　　 On his superficial body, there are scars all over him, and blood is constantly dripping from mid-air.

　　 And Chen Lie took advantage of the victory to pursue, and rushed forward.

　　 "It's over!"

　　 "The Yan King Fist!"

　　 With a loud shout, Chen Lie punched out.

　　 Its fist is like a volcanic eruption, and a stream of flames shoots fiercely from the fist! A long pillar of flame was drawn in the air and headed straight towards Fang Lin.

　　In the distance, Fang Lin's face was solemn, knowing that this was the strongest blow.

　　 If he can't stop him, he will be defeated again!

　　 No, I will never allow it!

　　 Fang Lin roared in his heart! But the expression on his face became calmer, calmer and even a little frightening, as if the person fighting Chen Lie was not him.

　　 Gumping True Essence, at this moment in the body at a speed beyond the limit, the meridians also send out an overwhelming wailing color.

　　 But Fang Lin ignored it, but continued to run the exercises, squeezing the last trace of his own potential.

　　 A terrifying force wandered through the body, and finally poured into the dark iron spear along the arm.

　　 Fang Lin's eyes were dark and there was no waves, and then he shot out with a shot.

　　 The dark iron spear pierced forward, restrained in power, just like a normal casual blow; its speed was slow, as if it carried a mighty force.

　　 "Chong Xuan Spear Technique Third Type: Dark Light!"

　　 At the tip of the dark iron spear, a little light suddenly appeared, deep and dark, like the end of everything.

　　 The moment the two attacks touched, the whole world seemed to be quiet for a moment, and then immediately.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 The sound of sonic boom resounded throughout the whole world.

　　 The two offensives didn't have any bells and whistles, they just hit each other so hard.

　　 At the moment of the impact, a violent shock wave raged from it, sweeping across the sky and the ground.

　　 For a time, the four wild winds are violent.

　　 The leaves are rustling, and the grass on the ground in the distance is sticking to the ground at this moment.

　　The many warriors below, at this moment also propped up the real element barrier.

　　 Zhang Yi looked at the intersection of the two offensives, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

　　 in the field.

　　 Chen Lie's expression changed.

"How can it be!"

　　 He snarled frantically in his heart!

　　 With his cultivation level at the peak of his early stage, coupled with the amount of violence blessed by the Yanwang core, he used his strongest attack method Yanwang Fist, how could the opposite side be able to stop it!

　　 How can he block it!

　　 That's right.

　　 In mid-air, the flame torrent and the dark iron spear stalemate unexpectedly, neither of the two sides can go further, the two are in a situation where no one can do anything for a while.

　　 "The artistic conception of the gun!"

　　 In the direction of the Great Yanzong, Zhao Wushuang opened his eyes sharply, looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, and couldn't help but utter a voice.

　　 "Gun intent!"

　　 Everyone around heard Zhao Wushuang's voice, and they all fell silent, and then they talked loudly, and their emotions were high.

　　Who can think of it?

　　 At the last moment of the duel, Fang Lin unexpectedly displayed a brand new artistic conception that he had never used before, the gun intent!

　　 If you add the artistic conception of wind and shadow that Fang Lin used before.

　　 That is to say, Fang Lin has mastered the power of three artistic conceptions in the early stage of the realm!

　　 I have to say that the display of this pistol intention really caused the onlookers to have the idea that they deserved to be the arrogant of the past.

"pity."

　　 In the direction of Spirit Sword Gate, the presiding man shook his head.

　　 "Mastered three different moods, you can really get a glimpse of his martial arts talent."

　　 "However, fifty years of silence and fifty years of standing still are irreparable after all."

　　 "In the early stage of the environment, no matter how strong it is, it is also the early stage of the environment. No matter how many artistic conceptions, it is only 10%."

　　 At this moment, the man looked at Fang Lin in the air, showing a touch of admiration.

　　 "This is probably the last glory of Tianjiao in the past."

　　......

　　 "With the artistic conception of 10% of the gun as the main body, the artistic conception of wind surrounds the surroundings to add a bit of speed, so that the power can be raised to a higher level."

　　 "Under such circumstances, it is no wonder that Chen Lie, who is able to block the Yan King's core increase, can be used with the most powerful single attack."

　　 In the direction of the royal capital, Zhang Yi calculated silently in his heart, showing a hint of wonder.

　　 People's sorrows and joys are separated and unconnected.

　　 When everyone around was shocked by Fang Lin's sudden eruption, Chen Lie had a hideous face and was full of unwillingness.

"Do not!"

　　 "I can't lose!"

　　 "Give...I...Broken~Ahhhhhhhh!"

　　 The corners of Chen Lie's eyes were cracking, and all the forces in his body continued to merge into the flames, trying to crush the opponent with the absolute advantage of his true essence.

　　 However, regardless of Chen Lie's methods, the dark iron-colored spear still remained motionless and blocked the front.

　　 Both sides are insisting desperately, trying to bring down each other.

　　 Both bodies have reached their limits.

　　Finally, with the increase of the two sides, the two forces in the field that have been entangled for a long time become stronger, until a peak, the two sides can no longer control it.

　　 "Peng!"

　　 At the most central junction, a shocking explosion sounded, and the shock wave spread out.

　　 Chen Lie and Fang Lin were at the forefront of this shock wave. They were the first to bear the brunt. Even when they were bombarded by the huge power contained in the air, they flew upside down in an instant, and finally flew hundreds of meters in the air and then slammed heavily on the ground.

　　 The ground that was hit broke apart, and both of them fell to the ground for a while.

　　 "Could it be a tie?"

　　 Someone asked.

　　 "No, wait."

The man in charge of 　　 looked at the two people who fell to the ground in the field, a strange color flashed under his eyes, and he said.

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　　 The two struggled to get up almost at the same time.

　　 suppressed his injuries forcibly, and the two sides rushed together again.

　　 "Fang Lin won."

　　 Suddenly, Zhang Yi said.

Beside 　　, Zheng Jian was taken aback, and then there was joy on his face, "Zhang Gongfeng, what are you saying is true?"

　　 he asked with confirmation.

　　 Zhang Yi nodded, "The strongest blow was blocked by Fang Lin, and Chen Lie had no other means."

　　 "And for up to three minutes, he will no longer be able to maintain the state of the Yan King's core. When that happens, when his state declines, Fang Lin will have no difficulty in defeating him."

　　 The result was as expected by Zhang Yi, and even the end of the battle was one minute earlier than Zhang Yi predicted.

　　 Two minutes after the two fought again, Chen Lie fell into the state of Yan Wang's core and entered a period of weakness.

　　 And Fang Lin saw the timing, his eyes were cold, and he shot forward.

　　 The tip of the gun touched Chen Lie's throat, less than half a foot away.

　　 Chen Lie could even feel a slight pain in his throat.

　　 That is the sharp air of the spear.

　　 Chen Lie suddenly stiffened in place.

　　 His face was horrified and horrified, for fear that Fang Lin would kill him on the spot in a moment of anger.

　　 "I, I lost."

　　 Chen Lie said bitterly.

　　 "Fang Lin wins the second match!"

　　 The referee's voice sounded in due course.

　　 Fang Lin glanced at Chen Lie deeply, then stopped his gun and walked back.

　　Siye, the surrounding area was quiet for a while, and then the voice burst out loudly.

　　 comprehend the three kinds of artistic conceptions based on the early stage of the land, and he deserves the name of Tianjiao.

　　 This battle may be the last light of this Tianjiao!