Supreme Uprising

"Dangdang..."

Like the sound of gold and iron, it sounds constantly in the void. This collision of gold and iron is only ten fingers, and it is over.

However, in this crazy collision, Luo Yunyang felt that his hand with a knife was constantly shaking, and at the moment he landed, the whole person's look was a little pale.

At the moment of the attack, he was as omnipresent as the squally wind, and he could appear at any part of the broken mountain at random, and attacked the broken mountain again and again.

The broken mountain is not moving, although there is only one punch, but the fist is like a whirlpool, so that all the forces that attack the broken mountains are gathered toward the fist.

Therefore, every attack of Luo Yunyang, though passed from the broken mountain, but each attack eventually fell on the broken mountain fist.

This is also why, the tens of thousands of knives that Luo Yunyang exhibited, did not cause a huge damage to the broken mountains.

The face of the broken mountain was calm, but when Luo Yunyang landed, the clothes of the broken mountain had already fallen, and all his bare skin had a little blood mark.

Tens of thousands of attacks are tens of thousands of blood marks. Although these blood marks look a lot, they are the most, only hurt the two-inch deep meat under the broken mountain skin.

This meat is very small, but the tens of thousands of knives, but the face of the broken mountain, all filled with gullies!

"You didn't let me down!" The face has become like a ghostly mountain, with white teeth in his smile.

Listening to the broken mountains, Luo Yunyang took a deep breath: "You also did not let me down!"

The voices of the two people are not high, and there is no anger, but the two are in a confrontation between life and death.

From the outside, the first confrontation between the two, Luo Yunyang seems to take advantage of it, but he is very clear, repeated collisions, he actually ate some dark losses.

For example, when his own knife meets the broken fist of the broken mountain, the kind of anti-seismic force also gives his wrist, causing no small damage.

Compared with the first battle, the next two people did not have much to stay, and quickly proceeded to the second battle.

Fist and knife, constantly colliding in the void, two people, one body like the wind, one person throwing a fist, in a small space, fierce battle!

There were more and more scars on the broken mountain. At the end, there was not even a trace of good meat, but it did not seem to have any effect on him.

And Luo Yunyang often fights with the broken mountain for a moment, and will take a knife to retreat madly. Every time he retreats, he will be surprised to appear in a position that cannot be seen in the broken mountains.

The wind blows invisible!

The murderer of the blood, the purple light group, the red light group, and the elder Cheek, all stared at this match.

Although they have reached such a state, their mentality is already rock solid, but Luo Yunyang's mastery of the wind system's original law and the strength of the broken mountain as a fortress, let them look at it.

"These two people, for a moment, Yu Liang, I think, still don't let them fight again, maybe in the end, it is the same."

There is a soft whisper: "They, two of them share the foundation of Hengyuan, and it is also a huge opportunity."

"We should love talent!"

The other people who killed the blood were nodding at this time. With their gaze, how can they not see it? Although the power of the two people in this shot is the peak of ordinary galaxies, their understanding of the law of origin has surpassed the ordinary stars. .

Even beyond some galaxies.

The blood murderer is slightly indulged in a moment, a faint saying: "The rules can't be broken, let alone our blood killing, what is missing is not genius."

"It is the top person who competes with the world!"

The blood of the murderer’s voice calmed down the discussion around him. It is the strong among the few light groups that are no longer talking.

The fight is still going on.

Luo Yunyang was in the dodge again and again, and finally struggled with the broken mountain once, but that blow, but let Luo Yunyang's mouth spit out a blood.

The blood is flowing, but in Luo Yunyang's heart, the war is more and more intense.

I can't die, I want to go back!

His knives, the more crazy, and the broken fists of the mountains, became more magnificent, the peaks under the great gravity, both in the fight of two people, became fragmented. And with the power of a gust of wind sweeping over, one of the ears of the broken mountain was degraded by Luo Yunyang's long knife.

For the top warriors, it is too easy for the top warriors to re-grow, but it is about the face of the warrior.

Looking at his fallen ears, he broke into the mountains and laughed. He looked at Luo Yunyang and his eyes were full of respect.

"You are the third opponent I have encountered in my life, and the only opponent I admire!"

The mountain breaks calmly and says: "To show my respect for you, today, let you die under the shock of my new enlightenment."

What is the shock boxing? Luo Yunyang didn't know, but it was able to make the broken mountain so solemnly said. The power of this shocking punch is absolutely extraordinary.

"You can show your strongest attack, but you have to remember that you don't want to keep your hands, because that may be your last life, the last attack."

The light and shadow of the master who stayed in the sky, nodded gently, and then sighed: "It's a pity!"

What a pity, the Taoist did not say it, but the people present can feel that the Lord is a pity.

Both of them are undoubtedly genius-like characters. In such a battlefield, in the blood-killing battlefields of the past dynasties, it can be said that there are fewer than one hundred times.

As long as it appears, it will shine, and it will make the stars look dull!

But now, there are two days in the sky, and the heroes will rise together. In the end, there will be one death in the group.

This is a pity, this is simply...

Luo Yunyang's hand held the knife in his hand tightly. At this time, his heart was extremely calm. He could even say that there was only one left in his life.

Live!

In his confrontation with the broken mountain, Luo Yunyang has already felt the most important difference between the two, that is, the difference between the two people's original laws, although the broken mountain is only seventeen, and he is only ten, of which The gap is only seven!

However, the golden seven has always been like a huge thorn, tied in the heart of Luo Yunyang. He has learned the rules, naturally knows the power of the law, and knows the role of the law more clearly!

The gap in the original law of seven, in the feeling of Luo Yunyang, is actually very large.

Between the property regulator changes, Luo Yunyang has already made his strongest preparations. This time he did not wait for the first shot, but once again became a gust of wind.

Nine leaves, flying in the endless wind, is such an ordinary, and it is such a mysterious.

When the mountain is the strongest means of exerting himself, it is his strongest time, but also his weakest time.

Between this strength and weakness, it is the opportunity of his own, Luo Yunyang knows this truth, so he did not hesitate to shoot.

"Good to come!" Breaking the mountain and drinking, his fists are again thrown out, this punch, and just a punch, there is no difference.

However, this punch is called shock!

When this fist hits the moment, Luo Yunyang feels the attraction that has come from all directions in the past!

It was this attraction that made his long knife gather toward the broken mountain fist, and at the moment when this fist came, Luo Yunyang felt a ripple of the road.

Nothing wrong, it is a ripple of the road!

This is a kind of undulating ripple. This ripple is repelling Luo Yunyang's body, from attraction to rejection. In an instant, Luo Yunyang feels that his whole person seems to fall into a strange state.

This state makes him very uncomfortable. No, it should be said that this state gives him a feeling of being inferior to death.

In this state, Luo Yunyang did not even have the idea of ​​fighting for a battle, and even his intentions must be broken under this fist!

One hundred and eight floating buzzer wheels also flew out at this moment. The floating tugboat was driven by the spirit of mind, and it was implied by the infinite wind.

Every floater's wheel can appear anywhere in the mind of Luo Yunyang, and every floater can be quickly transferred after being attacked.

This is the original law of Luo Yunyang's practice of refining the wind. The strongest attack formed is also the most powerful attack method of Luo Yunyang.

However, this kind of means, under the shock of the boxing, seems to be so thin, so powerless, that is not worth mentioning.

It is also an instant, dozens of floating buzzer wheels, has been beaten into powder, and Luo Yunyang's body is a moment of broken by the floating butcher wheel, crazy back.

It was not easy to retreat, but after Luo Yunyang desperately added all his true meaning and spiritual strength to his own physique, he was rushed out from the shock of the boxing.

A blood, two blood, three blood...

After leaving the scope of the shock boxing, Luo Yunyang spit out four or five blood, and even a lot of blood clots, spit out from his mouth.

Shocking fist, just a punch, has already made him a big injury!

Looking at the broken mountain slowly coming towards him, Luo Yunyang's look is more serious, he can't die, he doesn't want to die, he can't die!

His efforts in recent years have been to kill him. If he died here, what should he do with his family?

When I think of my sister Luo Donger, I think of my mother, I think of the blue sky, I think of the Nanshan son who has not died yet...

In Luo Yunyang’s eyes, there was a fierce light that was like a beastly beast. Although his hand was shaking, he still clung to his long knife.

The look of the broken mountain is solemn, but his shot, but no trace of mercy, a fist to shake, once again swing!