Chapter 722 Hand

Silence, shrouding the top of the mountain, the stunned and doubtful eyes came all over the sky and finally stayed on the thin young man who came out.

"Brother Lin Dong, don't be impulsive!"

Pang Tong and others were stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly made a sound. Although the previous battle between Lin Dong and Qing Ye had convinced them, Wang Yan in front of them was by no means comparable to Qing Ye. Even Qiang Ru Ying Xiaoxiao was defeated in his hands. Although Lin Dong was strong, how could he win him?

Lin Dong shrugged his shoulders at them helplessly. He didn't want to fight against Wang Yan, a cruel man like him, who also broke through from the sea of swords and blood, but now in this situation, he has to do so.

He doesn't want to be a hero, but now he is also a disciple of Taoism. He doesn't want to see this sect that he has a good impression of. Because of some reckless behaviors, Wang Yan has suffered irreparable losses, or he doesn't want to see the usual lively as an elf for many disciples to practice. The lovely girl who injects vitality into it always looks sad. Of course, he knows that he is not the only one who thinks so.

In that messy venue, Ying Xiaoxiao and Ying Huanhuan also stared at Lin Dong in a sternal. The latter bit his lip, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Lin Dong, don't mess around. He is very strong."

"Are there other options now?" Lin Dong glanced at him and said with a smile.

Ying Huanhuan was silent, and Ying Xiaoxiao also stood up at this time, took a deep look at Lin Dong, and whispered, "Do your best and be careful."

She knows that among the disciples of Taoism today, what can remove her and cause some obstacles to Wang Yan may be Lin Dong, who does not seem to have shown real combat effectiveness from beginning to end. Although she knows Wang Yan's fierceness, now Lin Dong may be the only one who can slightly compete with him.

Lin Dong nodded slightly, and then moved his body and fell into the field, looking directly at the figure carrying a black epee not far away.

"You are not my opponent."

Wang Yan's footsteps also stopped at this moment, but he did not look back, but a hoarse and indifferent voice came out.

"Anyway, you have to try it, right?" Lin Dong smiled and said.

Wang Yan's figure paused. After a moment, he finally slowly turned around and stared at Lin Dong's body. His eyes were as fierce as a knife, and a fierce evil spirit emanated from his body again.

However, under Wang Yan's evil spirit, Lin Dong's face did not change at all. The face with a little smile also climbed up with a trace of coldness.

Unlike ordinary Taoist disciples, Wang Yan has experienced countless kinds of life-and-death struggles, but his Lin Dong also crawled out of the pile of dead. Over the years, he also don't know how much the life-and-death battle has experienced. Wang Yan wanted to suppress him with momentum, perhaps he had miscalculated.

Wang Yan looked directly at Lin Dong, and the latter's face surged up coldly, which made a trace of surprise in his eyes. Then he was silent for a moment and said, "Since you insist, it's up to you, but it's still the previous sentence. I will fight with people, and I won't keep my hand."

"It happens, so do I." Lin said with a smile, and then he turned his eyes to the high seat.

Seeing that he looked over, the dust on the seat, Qi Lei and other four palace owners also looked at each other in consteries, and finally looked at Ying Xuanzi in the middle of the middle.

Ying Xuanzi's eyes were like a sea, staring at Lin Dong in the field. After a moment, he seemed to smile, and then nodded slightly.

When Chen Zhen and others saw Ying Xuanzi nodding, they were slightly relieved. Then the former stood up and glanced at the whole audience. He said in a low voice, "This will be the last competition of this palace test. The winner will win the final championship, and at the same time, he also has the command of the disciples in the sect competition."

"If you are all ready, then do it!"

With the last low voice of Chen Zhen falling, the atmosphere in the field suddenly froze!

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However, this solidification only lasted for a few breaths, and then, an amazing evil spirit suddenly broke out from the field. It only saw that Wang Yan's body instantly turned into a shadow. The epee fell into his hand, and the sword body swept straight out, and stabbed Lin Dong's throat like a shock.

And in the moment when Wang Yan started, Lin's eyes, which had been cautious in his heart, were also condensed. The soles of his feet stamped on the ground, and the magnificent blue light swept away from his body. His arms immediately squirmed and turned into a ferocious and powerful blue dragon's arm. When he held his palm The internal force of the body surged in, and then directly picked up the black tree like fine iron and split down angrily.

"The armor!"

The epee and the black tree collided in an abysment, and the fierce wind swept away.

The blue scales on Lin Dong's arms flashed crazily, resisting the strength of invading the body. Next, his eyes were cold, his left foot stepped out, and his body was half-swirled, while his right foot was whipped out.

Pow!

In the flash of Lin Dong's right leg whip, his legs surged, which directly turned into a green dragon's foot, and then brought such an indescribable amount of violence, and one leg was thrown at Wang Yan's chest with a fierce whip.

The power of Lin Dong's leg was extremely horrible. Previously, Qingye was directly destroyed by him, and even the heavenly spiritual treasure was beaten back into the body.

Lin Dong's action this time, there is no so-called warm-up move. As soon as he takes action, it is an extremely fierce offensive, because he knows very well that in the face of a tricky opponent like Wang Yan, any warm-up and temptation is useless.

Lin Dong threw out his leg, and the terrible power tore the peace and the ground apart, and then fell like lightning to Wang Yan's chest. The low sound of breaking the wind pricked the eardrums.

In Wang Yan's eyes, the fierce light condensed. He was also aware of the power of Lin's leg wind, but he did not have the idea of being underestimated. If a person like him had this kind of mind all the time, I'm afraid he would have died many times.

"Black Killing Fist!"

Wang Yan's epee resisted the black tree hit by Lin Dong. The other palm rotated into a fist, and then a black light suddenly burst out from his arm, and then, he punched out!

Oh!

Wang Yan's fist did not have too much momentum, but in the wind of the boxing, there was a huge murderous intention. Such murderous intention was as cold as substance, like the earth, like the fist of death.

Pow!

The fist of black rice collided with the dragon leg full of dragon scales fiercely, and the blue light and black light swept out almost at the same time, like two ferocious wolves, devouring and eroding each other crazily.

Bang bang bang!

In the place where the two stood, the ground was directly broken, and huge cracks, like spider webs, spread crazily from the feet of the two people. The whole site collapsed in an instant. That scene made the Taoist disciples tremble.

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Lin Dong's eyes were cold. He saw that such a fierce offensive was still stopped by Wang Yan. His eyes narrowed slightly. In an eye, the next moment, the leg wind suddenly closed, and when the leg wind had just been half recovered, the ferocious and powerful dragon leg roared out again, bringing the shadow and the harsh sound of the sound, And go.

The green dragon's leg, which was filled with terrible power, quickly enlarged in Wang Yan's pupils. Lin Dong's storm offensive also made Wang Yan's eyes climb up fiercely, clenched his right fist, and then suddenly blasted out.

Shhhh!

The shadow of boxing in the sky is also permeated in front of Wang Yan. Above those boxing shadows are filled with the sky's dark light, surging with amazing fluctuations.

Bb-bb!

The shadow of the leg wind boxing finally collided with each other. The movement was undoubtedly earth-shaking. The whole top of the mountain seemed to tremble violently at this moment. An external site directly exploded into powder under the strong wind.

All the disciples stared at the almost destroyed mountaintop. Obviously, they didn't expect that the confrontation between the two was so fierce.

Ying Xiaoxiao and Ying Huanhuan have fallen out of the field. They looked at such a hard touch in the field, and their cheeks also changed slightly.

"Sister, if Lin Dong..."

Ying Huanhuan pulled the corners of Ying Xiaoxiao's sleeves, and there was some worry in her big eyes. She knew that Lin Dong's strength was not weak, but she couldn't fight with Wang Yan.

"Don't worry, he will be measured. He and Brother Wang Yan are the same kind of people. Perhaps, if you want to subdue such a cruel person as Brother Wang Yan, you have to come up with more ruthless means than him..." Ying Xiaoxiao stared at the dusty field closely and whispered.

Ying Huanhuan squeezed her lips and nodded slightly. She had seen Lin Dong fight against others. The fierceness was only stronger than Wang Yan's brother.

The eyes all over the sky, with a strong vibration, looked at the dusty and foggy field, where the platform had collapsed, and the light wind blew and scattered the dust and fog. Then, the sound of the wind rang quickly. The two figures, both of which shot backwards from the dust and fog, rub the soles of their feet on the ground

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The eyes of the audience condensed in an instant when the two figures came out, and then there was some low an uproar.

At this time, Wang Yan's hair spread out, and the black epee in his hand pointed obliquely to the ground. A wisp of blood dripped down from the tip of the sword. On his chest, he could faintly see several dazzling footprints.

On the opposite side, behind the forest, the wings of the green dragon have reappeared. On the body, the blue dragon scales are like scales to protect it, but even so, everyone still saw some blood marks on their arms, and the blood dripping down the scales.

The fight between the two was lightning, but it was fierce. On the body, they also carried the traces left by each other. Such a battle was so fierce.

Looking at the two people with sharp and cold eyes in the field, many Taoist disciples' breathing slowed down a little. The two people in the field were like fierce lions who dominated their side on the grassland, and when they met, the battle was only fierce.

But as for who can laugh to the end, maybe no one can give an exact answer now. ( To be continued