Chapter 235 Equivalent

The soles of the feet of both sides stepped on the ground, and the body could not completely subtract the inertial impact, and rushed out a few more steps to completely stabilize their bodies.

Everyone was completely stunned by the thunderstorm-like lightning fight. The fighting level between the two was quite terrible! This is only one of the top 15. If last year's top ten participated in the war, I don't know how much shock it will be this year! Is this kind of strength already qualified to be in the top ten?

Before everyone could react, Bazacher's strong body suddenly shook, followed by his back, chest, and thick arms, and strong legs, breaking a wound the size of more than a dozen little fingers in an instant. The blood seemed to be under some great pressure, splashing out like blood fog, and then The terrible bone spurs actually turned into powder and floated all over the ground.

Is this? Everyone was stunned at the same time. The cold cut just now did not break Bazacher's defense, and the hardness of Rasha Tianjia could not be underreed. But how will these be explained?

In an instant, Bazacher's strong body was like a bloody man, which seemed to have been hit hard. The extended bone spurs were all scattered into powder, and the whole person was immersed in the world of white and red.

Most of the powers silently stared at the burly man, staring at Bazacher's fierce face with a gradual smile.

Everyone looked at Bazacher's ferocious smile in the energy mask and frowned incomprehensiblely. How could this man laugh when he was so seriously injured? It seems to have won.

What a strange ability... Bazacher clenched his fist, and at that moment of contact, he realized that he underestimated the combat skills of the other party's fog body! The power is so great that the energy value is fierce beyond imagination! If you don't resist these forces through the ossified body in time, your own thorn domain! Another thousandth of a second later, I'm afraid that the head has been separated, and the real one can't die again.

Puff...

Leng Zhan opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood fog. The arm ticked near his chest and oozed a drop of blood. The whole arm twitched slightly, and a trace of light white energy flashed in it.

The huge square has fallen into unprecedented silence since the Zongmen Conference.

After a short fight, it was so fierce! Some weaker people can't even understand who has the advantage in the hands just now.

Bazacher stared at Leng Zhan's palm with a strange face. This kind of fighting skill is terrible! Is this the terrible thing about fog? How to create such a terrible fighting skill.

This is not the most terrible thing! Bazacher gently moved his neck, and the hidden threat in this kind of fogized combat skill attack is the most terrible! That's almost really the combination of invisible power and the power of psionic power. If it hadn't been for the interception of the defenses formed by your own bone armor in the body, it might not have been possible to find the threat of these atomized energy bodies.

Bazacher exhaled deeply, and the bone sword in his hand beat slowly like a whip and no longer hid anything. The bright white bone armor deeply hid the whole person in the darkness, and the bone density of the body was rapidly climbing to a level that ordinary people could not imagine. At the same time, the spiritual energy in the body began to soar at this moment. Bone blade mode is on! Extreme psionic fit!

Leng Zhan roared, and the terrible flesh and blood on his arm had stopped the wound at this time, and it was even scabmed. The palm of the left hand flashed slightly and turned into fog! It seems to be a translucent palm, which emits a faint blue light! It's like a dream, which makes people feel like they are in a trance.

His right hand gradually faded, foggy! Then there are the neck, shoulders, chest, thighs, until the whole person turns into fog, but compared with the previous fog body form, this battle mode seems to be much more powerful, which seems to be a manifestation of advanced ability.

Hold it with both hands! Empty. The air made a "pop" sound, as if a balloon exploded out of air, and the airflow began to flow rapidly almost with the naked eye.

On the one hand, the strong posture of the ossified form, and on the other hand, the illusory fog human form! Everyone who saw this scene. People shouted softly one after another. The two seemed to have decided to use some superb means to win. The real terrible battle will be more brilliant and dazzling than all the previous battles!

Nowadays, all the people present are superpowers. In addition to many superpowers who can't reach the sixth level of heaven, there are also superpowers who break through the sixth level of heaven and even surpass the sixth level of heaven, which shows that the battle between the two is unusual.

At the edge of the square, a man with sunglasses took a deep breath of smoke, and his eyes flashed with surprises. Leng Zhan's growth exceeded expectations. This man actually broke through to this extent, and his understanding of entering the country was improved again. What a terrible talent.

The young masters at the edge of the square closed their breath and looked nervously at the two sides in the energy mask. The next battle is the moment to decide the victory or defeat! Although the bodies of these two bodies have been supported in a certain form through their ability, they have not yet reached a real all-round strength. No matter who is hit, the end will be a fiasco. Even if they die on the spot, they will never break through again with incomparable mental stimulation, recover, and defeat the enemy. ! After all, they are not so strong.

Spirit, will is not omnipotent. After all, life and death breakthroughs are also extremely difficult to achieve, and there is also some fluke.

Everyone opened their eyes wide and stared at the energy mask. Winning and losing may be a matter of the moment. The scene they see at the first time will definitely be the best choice to witness this battle.

"The cold cut of fog, you are really awesome. Among my peers, I really haven't seen many people who can reach your level. And I heard that your power has only been awakened for four years! No matter what secret method you have in the fog or what adventure you have got, your strength! Your talent! It is enough to stand at the peak of today's young generation. However, there can only be one winner! The competition for the top ten of your sect conference has come to an end, not to mention the top ten of the young generation.

Bazacher locked the cold cut from afar, and there was a brilliant fanaticism in his eyes beating cold light. ** The bone armor of the upper body beats continuously, which is very charming! The blood stained on the skin was ejected by the beating bones and rolled on the ground, and the blood was condensed but not broken. And this bone armor actually squirmed like a living thing with a breath.

"Really?" Leng Zhan's body became more blurred and illusory. He looked at Bazacher and said slowly, "How can the title of the top ten stop my footsteps? My goal is the first strongman. I don't intend to give up because of you. Just defeat you?"

Bazacher has a pair of big gong eyes, the corners of his eyes are beating continuously, and he steps forward a distance, bursting with a heroic laughter. He laughs without scruples and stirring. In the quiet energy mask, this sound echoes for a long time in the whole Kunlun ruins, which is deafening.

Bazacher, who has experienced two sect conferences, is a great master in the young generation, ossified form! Domineering attack! Hard combat style!

Laughter! At the same time, his cold eyes suddenly turned blue, and his body flew rapidly! Passing on the ground, a pair of illusory palms, like the sickle of death, mixed with the sound of the wind, with terrible energy ripples uncontrollable drumming extremely strong power!

On the other side, Bazacher's eyes are red, but his body is like smoke, which flashes out the perfect expression of elegance and strength on the ground, and the distance of dozens of meters quickly disappears in the blink of an eye.

The bone sword eyes in the palm of the hand turn into a twisted spiral bone gun! The ripples are fierce! Killing and rippling!

The body in the form of fog, the combat skill inherited by the huge force of fog! The terrible strength of the sixth level! This talented person who appeared on behalf of the fog, actually came first! It's still extremely shocking!

Leng Zhan incarnated the magic fog "fog flash" and flashed less than one meter in front of Bazacher in an instant, and also burst out terrible combat skills with an unprecedented killing breath! The fog is spinning!

This fog spin is a little more insipid than the previous attack, but the hidden danger in this calm swirl is obviously more terrible than it! There is no warning to hit Bazacher's head! The ground behind him seemed to have been hit by a missile! The ground exploded one after another, and the strong wind on its body drove the smoke and dust on the ground for a long time, like a small sandstorm.

There is no need to think much about this blow. If Bazacher's head is hit, even if it is gently wiped against the aftermath of this attack! The power of a single energy rapid rotation is enough to divide his head in two.

In the face of the cold chopping, which was so terrible that he could cut all the steel bars into pieces, the red light in his eyes soared and launched a counterattack.

He is also a master of the younger generation! As arrogant as him! There has been no way in the past! Don't flash! What's more, don't avoid it! The blood of Bazacher's battle is coming up! I don't want to dodge the attack at all!

His bones made a terrible noise! Back, chest, everywhere! The snow-white bone armor is covered with ferocious inverted spines! The blood inside the body is flowing at a high speed, and the psionic energy in the body makes a "buzzing" like the sound of bow strings on the ancient battlefield, a terrible spiral bone gun! The color of this bone gun is as red as blood! Raise it as high as the doomsday judgment! The edge is exposed! He shot forward under Bazacher's ferocious eyes.

Outside the field, Nangong's cold eyes widened and said, "It's that combat skill! Blood thorn?!"

Bazacher's strength can't be underesn, and his stunts are not easy! He, who can squeeze into the top 15, has his own unique killing moves! This amazing "blood thorn" is one of them. The use of bone in this combat form is very harmful to the body. It integrates the core bone form of blood bone marrow psionic power! It has the title of penetrating all the essence! After the war, there will be no combat power at all for a period of time, and a serious rest is needed.

In the face of the terrible blow of Leng Zhan, it is also time to fight desperately. This kind of self-harm way to improve combat power is amazing! It's just that the sequelae will be bigger!

"The unique secret skill of fog!? The fog solution is the form!?" Jiang Lan's eyes were also stunned and shouted out.

Both of them on the battlefield are very clear, and their strength is quite good to the end. Only they can use this method. This kind of fierce fighting method is also forced to do it.

In today's war, whoever hides his strength will definitely lose!

In the energy mask, Leng Zhan's body is the same as Bazacher's body, bursting out the ancient sad and decisive fighting spirit! The last shake of the osified armor behind Bazacher burst out, and his body rushed up!

In this move, the cold cut in the air felt that his air machine was actually captured from the fog form! Red, naked, naked in front of each other!

Bazacher, I'm desperate!

The bones on the back are like muscles, and the huge bone-shaped arm is covered with a dazzling red light curtain, with the explosion of air. The blood-colored gun will completely cover the cold cut.

Bazacher understands the combat skill "blood thorn" according to his own ability!

A blow of electric flint, a whirlpool of atomization in the air! It's like water mist after being illuminated by the sun! Completely dispersed.

Bazacher's "blood thorn" does not stay at all, and he will never stay if he does not kill his opponent! The red thorns instantly spread to any glimmer of space in front of the cold chopping, squeezing the air. The red light curtain, full of high-pressure airflow, continued to stab forward towards the cold chest!

Fog-bound burial!

Neither side can retreat. The latter must be the defeated party, and it is more likely to be the dead party.

This is not only gambling, but also fighting life and death! It is also a battle for the honor of the young generation!

"Blood thorn" kills his life. Once it is used, it is like a military thorn that kills and punishes decisively. Outside the court, one of the top ten giants last year, the fate of Zhou Canghai's eyes is continuous **. The desperate Bazacher is terrible. This state of Bazacher is now the strength! He is indeed in the first group in this sect conference. It has the strength to challenge the first strong!

Every time Leng Zhan felt that his body seemed to be torn apart, and this blood thorn seemed to span the form of solid and elemental energy! As if a big hole was poked in the body, even the body began to weaken. Every time he raised his arm, it seemed to be pressing a thousand pounds of giant objects, and the corners of his mouth gradually began to ooze red blood, and the body in the form of fog gradually became clear.

A blur began to appear in front of Leng Zhan's eyes, and it seemed that he could no longer hear the thunderous sound of the energy collision and the terrible breath.

Who is this? Is his fog form really immune to this form of attack? Every time Bazacher collides, the red light flashes! Leng Zhan's body will always be clearer!

This damn form? How can you carry it so well!? And this kind of attack! The bone armor on the body can't stand this level of cutting! Can't resist a series of physical injuries at all? If you don't kill him, why is my hand bone...ah! I can't hold on any longer...

"These two people..." The indifference on Xuan Yiqiang's face has disappeared, and the eyes staring at the energy mask are with a faint admiration: "Their bodies have exceeded the limit they can bear? The power of gene overload has slowly collapsed. Is it completely up to the will?"

Chen Mo's face was deep and speechless. The bodies of the two were definitely fighting beyond the limit. They concentrated to the top and gave full play to the strength that they could not exert on weekdays. It is impossible for the time being to raise the energy quota, strength and ability skills. Even if a miracle happens, it is impossible.

Who will win? Who will lose? It has exceeded the stage that any power can predict, and they are competing for will! It's not just a simple ontology.

Win! I must win! I have been waiting for this day for three years! Bazacher's eyebrows were upside down, and the corners of his eyes burst! Most of the bone armor on the body has been smashed at this time! The flesh and blood is terrible.

The status of fog is inviolable! I must not disappoint the patriarch! The cold and blurred eyes glowed with a firm light! Unprecedented determination broke out under the stimulation of victory! The right arm turned with the fluctuation of the rotating fog to break everything, like a vague grinding disc hitting the chest.

Ah!

The corners of Bazacher's eyes beat continuously! With a ferocious smile! The spiral blood-colored bone gun drew an unprecedented strange arc and ran to Leng Zhan's lower abdomen.

Is this? Zhou Canghai was shocked and really shocked! Is this a scene of the same end?! Are they all crazy?

I hit it!

The same idea flashed in the minds of two young strong men at the same time, and Bazacher's body seemed to have been hit by a bus! It crashed out at an ultra-high speed, and the bone armor of the body was broken! At the same time, the wounds that spewed blood in dozens of places fell to the ground and slid more than ten meters before stopping sliding.

** The upper body, under the protection of no strength, is as fragile as a baby. The sliding of more than ten meters left a blood stain of more than ten meters on the ground, and the bone behind it made a harsh sound from the contact with the ground! The huge body is so weak at this moment!

Leng Zhan's body has been completely separated from the atomization form. The whole person accepted the terrible blow of Bazacher, and also flew directly backwards more than ten meters away, with a ferocious wound as big as a fist in his abdomen! The organization inside jumped repeatedly, and he flew more than ten meters diagonally and fell heavily on the ground, splashing countless dust and blood. He skidded more than ten meters on the ground and stopped retreating.

Cough...Cough...

Leng Zhan lay on the ground, his body twitching, and the blood spewing from his mouth would not be much less than Bazacher. The white skin had been fragmented in many parts, and the powerful energy seriously injured this terrible body.

Bazacher, who fell to the ground, broke dozens of mouths again, and the blood seemed to be free, and even the bones made a sound. The bloody threaded bone spurs on the arm have turned into dust and dissipated in the air.