killer cultivation

Chapter 82 Big Bang

"Shi Jingtian, although the wind sword is a good sword, it is just a wedding dress for others." Lin Jian was condescending, looking down at the stone below, with an indifferent expression.

"Lin Jian, don't think you can do anything to me if you have the upper hand now. No matter how fast you are, what am I afraid of?" Shi Jingtian laughed. Although he was shocked, he also covered it up very well.

"The last blow, success or failure of life and death is in this move!" Lin Jian's expression was calm and indifferent, like a god without seven emotions and six desires, looking down on everything.

Under the sky, there are ants, like the majesty and momentum of the sky.

"Haha••Okay! One move to win or lose, one move to determine life and death! Under this move, you will definitely die!" Shi Jingtian also understood what Lin Jian meant. Without saying a word, he immediately laughed loudly. Although Lin Jian's performance today was unexpected and made him more frightened by the Vietnam War, Shi Jingtian was quite confident in his last big move. So far, not many people have been able to withstand his ultimate move!

"Is that so?" Lin Jian sneered at the corners of his mouth, but he didn't say much. His verbal rhetoric can never compare with the facts. He first made Shi Jingtian happy for a while. Anyway, this is the last dusk he saw in his life. He can no longer see tomorrow's dawn. Under the real fire dragon gun, his vitality is extinct!

"Real Fire Dragon Gun!" Lin Jian drank in his heart.

At the same time, he stretched out his hands and put the fire sword back into the storage bag. His hands gradually dyed red, like a bloody sunset and a hot flame. His hands seemed to burn a fishy red fire.

The flames are shining, the flames are shining in the sky, the heat is red, and the temperature of the air seems to be gradually warming up.

"Crack!" In the air, countless small molecules seem to burn flames, or those small molecules themselves are fire. The air around them is the crackling sound of flame burning. In the void air, there is a trace of smoke, which is the smoke of flame burning.

Gradually, with the passage of time, countless small molecules burst and burned flames, becoming hotter and more obvious. A spark can start a prairie fire. Although the flame bursting by small molecules is as small as dust, when thousands of small molecules burn at the same time, that trace of fire can also form a huge The blazing fire can also form a sea of fire!

Isn't the endless desert also composed of countless dust particles?

The wind whirlpool that originally shrouded around Lin Jian completely dissipated and disappeared, and was completely covered by the flames. These flames are the real fire from the Wanlong prison fire. The firepower is powerful and the heat is boundless, and can burn everything!

Lin Jian's whole body was submerged in a sea of fire with a radius of more than ten feet, but no one would doubt that Lin Jian was burned to death by the flames, because these real fires themselves were made by Lin Jian.

Lin Jian's magnificent momentum in the void shocked people.

The stone on the execution platform is equally powerful and cannot be underestimated.

But when he gently danced the wind sword, upper left and lower right, he rotated and danced gently like a soul. Gradually, hundreds of wind whirlpools he had created before began to approach him. At the same time, countless wind elements in the air seemed to be responding to the call of stone, forming an airflow, rotating from all directions to the stone to the sky, forming There was a circle of shocking whirlpools.

With the gradual formation of the last move of Lin Jian and Shi Jingtian, the last blow of the two finally had to be fired on the string. Of course, their last big move also affected the minds of countless disciples who came to watch the battle today, and they looked sideways, focused and absorbed. Staring at the two people on the field.

They know that Lin Jian and Shi Jingtian are both playing the last killer mace. The next final battle will definitely feast their eyes. As for who lives and who will die in the end, in fact, it has little to do with them. They are just onlookers.

Although most people agreed at the beginning that Shi Jingtian would win, after this series of wonderful battles, they had already looked at Lin Jian with new eyes, and the final victory or defeat had become a suspense in their hearts.

"If Lin Jian can defeat Shi Jingtian today, I'm afraid that he will have a place in a year." A onlooker couldn't help exclaiming.

"Yes, I have to admit that this boy is so rebellious that he dares to challenge the top 50 of the inner door today, and he uses his Yuanlijing cultivation to compete with the stone, and he is not falling behind. This boy is really evil. If he is given another year, I'm afraid that the inner door will become his stage alone in a year. !"

"This brother has said that although Lin Jian is evil, there is no shortage of geniuses in my inner door, and the inner door is even more than hiding dragons and crouching tigers. Every time the inner door is, there are many talents. No matter how horrible Lin Jian is, it is impossible to cover up the light of all the wizards. Among other things, the eldest disciple of Longshan, that person is extremely horrible. There are few opponents in the whole inner door. Moreover, it is still unknown whether Lin Jian can survive today..." one of his disciples retorted.

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In a word, there are many discussions among the disciples on the periphery of the execution platform, and all kinds of discussions are endless.

"Lin Jian, you have to survive!" Outside the crucifix, the crescent old Xu looked at Lin Jian on the field and sighed softly, with a little worry in his voice.

"Don't worry, who wins and who dies, the answer will be revealed soon." Leng Ruoxuan's face is calm and his voice is indifferent, as if he is indifferent to Lin Jian's life and death.

No one knows what she is thinking at this moment.

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"Did Shi Jingtian even use the last formula of the big wind palm? Moreover, this last type was still combined with the wind-killing sword, and its power was even more terrible. I didn't expect that a little Lin Jian could force Shi Jingtian to this extent. After all, I still underestimated him..." Chu Tianxing in the misty clouds and whispered, "But it doesn't matter. Even if Lin Jian has three heads and six arms, he will be lost today. Born under this trick. Chu Tianxing's voice was cold in vain.

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"Lin Jian's Taoism is a little strange. I have never seen those flames. What kind of flames are they? Although the color of the flame is red, it is definitely not an ordinary red fire. From the sea of fire, I seem to feel the dragon singing. What kind of fire is it? How can you have the majesty of a dragon!" Fang Long in the other direction of the void looked at it, the more frightened he became.

The three camps have their own thoughts, and on the heavenly platform, the unique moves of Shi Jingtian and Lin Jian have taken shape.

Lin Jian made a move with both hands, and the burning real fire all over his body suddenly rotated and condensed into a flame gun that was 20 feet long!

Standing up to the sky, like the reincarnation of a demon god, majestic enough to deter ordinary people and even low-cultivated disciples to kneel down and worship like gods.

And Shi Jingtian also gathered hundreds of wind whirlpools and countless wind attribute elements in the surrounding space. A storm of 100 meters high was formed in front of him, rolling and furious, and even the sky lost its color. The wind sword was placed in the center of the storm, as if guiding all the forces of the storm.

From the perspective of momentum, this move is still better than Lin Jian.

"This move integrates all storms and condenses the power of all wind attributes around a hundred feet. It is the ultimate killing move of the wind palm. It is more guided by the power of the wind sword. The power of the storm pours a little, and the sky and the earth change color!" Shi Jingtian looked up to the sky and laughed loudly.

Then he waved his hands, and the storm, which was as high as 100 meters, immediately swept away against Lin Jian.

At the same time, Lin Jian also looked up to the sky and cut off the real fire dragon gun•••••

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