Chapter 373, Master's Trick

Chapter 373, Master's Trick

Lin Qian's sword gave Fenfan an irresistible feeling.

However, Fenfan quickly pulled this feeling out of his heart, which was a critical moment.

For both Fenfan and Lin Qian, as long as they have any negligence, they may become their own fatal injury.

Burning Fan doesn't want to die.

Therefore, at the moment of Lin Qian's move, Fan leaned sideways and dodged, and at the same time, he scratched in the void with one hand.

A soft sound came from Burning Fan's hand, and a golden light quickly shot towards Lin Qian along the edge of the broken void.

There was a loud noise, and Lin Qian's sword stood in the void, and the sword spirit of this sword alone had blocked Fan's move.

fen fan pai himself on the chest and secretly shouted a fluke. He was hit by this sword. Without guessing, he knew that he would definitely end up in two places.

But instead, Fan was furious and dared to suddenly make a big move to attack me without being rude.

Burning Fan's body kept rotating in place, and his hands were placed on his chest. His ten fingers flew like butterflies, and countless magic formulas flew out of Burning Fan's ten fingers.

Countless formulas appear from the hands of Burning Fan, and each formula shines with golden light. Once they appear, it will drive a brute force around Burning Fan.

Suddenly, winds and clouds surged around the burning fan, and brute hurricanes were completely composed of brute force flying around the burning fan.

The burning fan's expression was indifferent, and the cold light in his eyes kept flashing. The magic formula in his hand was getting faster and faster. The huge brute force hurricane around him slowly melted with the rotation of Fenfan's body.

seems to be very slow. In fact, it only took a few blinks to melt those brute hurricanes into the ten fingers of Burning Fan.

At this time, there is a faint golden light on the ten fingers of Burning Fan, like King Kong.

The indifferent voice of "Eight-style Destruction Giant · Gun" came from the mouth of Burning Fan.

Lin Qian, who was directly opposite Fenfan, suddenly felt that he was still in warm spring March. In a blink of an eye, he seemed to come to the cold winter, emitting a strong chill from his bone marrow.

The slowly golden light shot out of Fenfan's ten fingers and quickly formed a huge dark black spear in front of Fenfan's body.

The long gun is dark, mixed with light gold, which can't be seen if you don't look carefully.

Since its appearance, the long gun of more than ten feet has been thinking about the strong smell of destruction around it. Because it can't stand the continuous explosion of this breath, it becomes glass-like fragments falling from the void.

"The Supreme Law of Destruction!" Feeling the breath of destruction from the long gun, Lin Qian's face suddenly changed and he couldn't help shouting, and his eyes were full of horror.

The other strong men who were fighting also tacitly put down the battle in their hands and turned to Fenfan and Lin Qian.

"The law of destruction, I didn't expect that the boy Fenfan has the law of destruction. Sure enough, he can't be seen, and the sea can't be measured." Ram Tianhuo looked at Fan and muttered in a low voice.

"This is called father and son. Your burning family has produced two barbarians with supreme laws in a row, which really impressed me." Luo Daoyan, standing on a black cloud in the distance, looked at Fenfan and shouted at Fen Yan not far away.

Fen Yan was silent and did not answer, but looked at the battle between Fenfan and Lin Qian faintly, and a trace of tension flashed in his eyes from time to time.

In the sleeve of Fenyan, his fist was clenched and his legs were slightly sideways. I believe that if something goes wrong, Fenyan will definitely catch up immediately.

The "Law of Sword" is unavoidable. Under this atmosphere of destruction, Lin Qian felt that his whole body was locked by the power of the dark, and simply no longer avoided it.

Although the law of the sword is not one of the seven supreme laws, no one dares to underestimate this law.

Strongness, tenacity and speed are the characteristics of this law, which is unpreventable. There are countless strong people who died at the hands of Lin Qian a hundred years ago.

At the moment when Lin Qian sacrificed the law of the sword, Burning Yan's body tightened and was ready to rush out at any time.

A black shadow suddenly appeared in front of the flame, just blocking the way of the flame. It was the young holy king of the demon.

The young saint took a look at Fenyan, and then said flatly, "You shouldn't go. This is a battle between the two of them."

"get out of the way" looked at the young saint coldly and said coldly, with a dangerous smell all over his body.

"I said, this is a battle between the two of them. If you insist on participating, I will not stand by. My servant of the Holy King can not be bullied casually." A rare trace of anger appeared on the face of the young saint.

Seeing the reaction of the young Holy King, Fen Yan was stunned. He didn't expect that his action would make the Holy King have such a big reaction.

"~~~"fen yan did not say anything, but the loosened fists loosened, obviously a temporary compromise.

"Swordmang!" In the battlefield, the hair on Lin Qian's head floated up with the wind, like a sharp sword spirit.

However, the long sword in Lin Qian's hand stabbed forward flatly.

This thorn is bland.

is full of unparalleled power, and all the space along the road has been pierced by a big hole under this thorn.

Looking at this sword, even if it is the destruction giant gun in front of him, Burning Fan is also a cold hair.

It's cold.

There is nothing else to describe his feelings at this time except the cold burning Fan at this time.

A sword light shot out of Lin Qian's long sword, like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, pressing to burn Fan's throat.

"Go~~" Burning Fan's fingers, the long gun spinning in front of Burning Fan trembled, followed by a long roar, blowing up layers of roars and hitting the front.

"Puff!" There was a loud noise, which was not expected, as if it had been cut into a tofu block.

The sword light quietly broke from the tip of the long gun and directly tore the whole long gun. The trend continued to shoot at the burning fan.

"Hum" Burning Fan flammed on the ground with one foot, and Dapeng took off. Burning Fan's body rushed straight to the sky, swinging his body gently, clenched his fist with one hand, and smashed forward fiercely.

"The fourth-style space of the law of destruction" burned Fan's face with blue veins beating violently, and earthworm-like blue veins appeared on his fists.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, Burning Fan punched out.

The space in front of him suddenly cracked like a spider web.

The space is centered on the fist of Burning Fan, constantly scraping towards Lin Qian, and the sound of clicks keeps coming from the void.

"Dang~"

The sound of metal-like collision came from the void, and Mars splashed everywhere.

Lin Qian's sword light suddenly collided with the void in front of Fenfan.

It's like a bloodthirsty beast with a big mouth, and the broken void suddenly swallowed the sword directly in Lin Qian's eyes.

How is it possible? How can you devour my sword? Lin Qian rubbed his eyes hard, as if he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

"The law of destruction is really one of the seven supreme laws, and even Lin Lao's sword light can be swallowed." The young saint's eyes kept shining.

"This person will definitely surpass us in time!" Looking at the scene in front of us, everyone couldn't help thinking about it.

"Eight-style mourning for the destruction of bones" Burning Fan's body turned up like a roc, with his hands folded and a burst of shouting, and a huge golden skeleton emerged from behind Burning Fan.

As soon as the golden skeleton appeared, it suddenly roared up to the sky, and the sound waves rushed around like water waves, and the space along the way thawled and shattered.

"Kill!" Fenfan stretched out his hand and pointed to Lin Qian and shouted.

The golden skeleton behind him suddenly stepped out of the air and hit Lin Qian's head high.

The strong wind wrapped around the golden skeleton fist, which was as hard and sharp as gas.

It looks like... It's like the swordmang issued by Lin Qian just now.

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"Hi, Fenyan, do you think your son can defeat Lin Qian this time? You should know that Lin Qian is a master who became famous a hundred years ago. Besides, Lin Qian is not like the so-called master now. Lin Qian is a real come out of the corpse." Luo Daoyan looked at Fenfan, glanced at him and looked at him. Burning, the voice is frivolous.

"Hmm" Fenyan glanced coldly in the direction of Luo Daoyan and turned to sneer, "I don't know whose so-called master was defeated in my son's hands."

"You..." Luo Daoyan was suddenly speechless and stagnant. He didn't know what he was talking about.

"But I, Fan'er, will definitely win. How can my son be a servant who can stop him!" Fenyan raised his head and looked at the young saint standing not far away from him and said.

"I will kill him" The young saint said coldly, "Before he grows up"

fen yan looked at the young saint king curiously and said curiously, "His father stood here, and you actually said you would kill him. Do you have that ability?"

"You can try it!" The young saint did not go to see Fenyan again, but looked at Fenfan fighting with Lin Qian in the battlefield with his eyes shining brightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Looking for death" burned angrily, turned around and rushed to the young saint king.

"The law of time?" The young saint frowned slightly and seemed to be very surprised by the power of the law of burning. At the moment when the burning rushed over, he turned around and bounced to the other side.

"Hey, don't forget me!" There was a laughter next to the moment when the young saint was surprised, and a dark palm stretched out from behind him and directly patted the teenager's back.

"Well" Luo Daoyan, who would have been seriously injured after slapped him, suddenly frowned, and a dangerous feeling came.

Without thinking about it, Luo Daoyan kicked his legs and retreated, avoiding the young saint from afar.

With a loud sound, behind the young saint, the space where Luo Daoyan originally stood disappeared inexplicably, and a big dark hole appeared.

It's like this place originally had this big hole.

The awe-bound brute force around poured into the big hole and made a whining sound.

"It's so dangerous!" Luo Daoyan wiped the cold sweat on his head, looked at the big dark hole, and kept rushing in. He breathed a sigh of relief and secretly shouted luck.

If it is a little later, Luo Daoyan may spend the future in that void. Although he will not die, loneliness alone can drive a person crazy.

"Time accelerates!" The voice of the burning flame came from the other side, and then I saw the burning flame standing in the void, but the young saint felt a pain in his abdomen.

Then the whole body flew backwards.

Time acceleration is a unique application of the law of time, just like traveling through time and space, which can make the other party be killed when they don't know what's going on.

Naturally, the acceleration of the time of inflammation is only used on himself, while other people are still in place, which is very troublesome to say.

It's like Fenyan was at the same time as the young saint king, but Fenyan suddenly appeared in another period of time, and the young saint king's consciousness was still in place. Of course, there was no trace of burning inflammation in the consciousness of the young saint king, so the hand that was burned under one blow flew out.

"Amazing, burning, it really deserves to be the law of time." Luo Daoyan came to the burning fire when the young saint flew out and said.

"Be careful, I'm sure that although the young saint seems to have been seriously injured just now, if I guess correctly, he should be fine."

As soon as the words of the burning flame fell, a surging momentum suddenly filled the heaven and the earth. This momentum fell from the void and overwhelmed everyone's shoulders.

It's like putting a mountain directly on your shoulder.

Fenyan looked at Luo Daoyan and nodded.

Luo Daoyan's hand flashed, and a black long gun appeared in Luo Daoyan's hand. As soon as the long gun appeared, Luo Daoyan threw the long gun as a javelin at the young saint king.

At the same time, the burning body Huawei attached a streamer to the long gun.

The burning flame attached to the long gun of "time stagnation" shouted coldly and stretched out his hand. Suddenly, the space around the young saint's body was stagnant and stagnant.

"Hmm, die!" The long gun flew across the distance between the two with a roaring momentum, aiming at the throat of the young holy king.

But a smile suddenly appeared at the corners of the young saint's mouth.

The burning flame attached to the long gun's heart jumped. Without thinking about it, his body turned into a streamer, flew directly out of the range of the long gun and fell back to Luo Daoyan's side.

The young saint's fingers were pinched, and his fingers were just like flowers.

With a crisp sound, Luo Daoyan's long gun shot out with all his strength was nailed in the air by the young saint with one finger.

"Break~" The young saint's fingers trembled gently, and a broken word came out of his mouth. The next moment, he saw the long gun blocked by the young saint with one finger.

"What? This is a fine iron long gun made with a thousand years of fine steel stone, which was actually broken by this holy king. What a terrible strength. It is indeed worthy of the holy king of this generation of demons~" Although Luo Daoyan was distressed by the fragmentation of his long gun, he knew that there was nothing he could do.

"Well, it's terrible. I didn't expect us to underestimate him," Fu Yan lowered his head and said, "For today's plan, we can only win by combining all our strength."

At the moment when Fenyan talked to Luo Daoyan, the young holy king moved, stepped forward gently, and pointed forward a little.

"Swordmang!"

The same move as Lin Qian's, but the power is different. If Lin Qian is the Tao River, then the sword light of the young saint is like an endless ocean.

"Hung~~" sword light is ferocious.

"Sword Spirit!" Fenyan and Luo Daoyan looked at the sword light, and a trace of impossibility flashed in their eyes. At the same time, they were shocked.

A sword-shaped human figure appeared around the young saint's sword light. This sword-shaped sword spirit is all composed of the sword spirit in the young saint's heart.

"Fighting" Fen Yan and Luo Daoyan looked at each other and drank at the same time. Now what they are most eager for is that the barbarians in other battlefields can win early and come to help, so that they can win.

The brute force in the burning body rolls and flows into all parts of the burning body. The power of the law is constantly bulging in Luo Daoyan's body.

With a "dang", Luo Daoyan and Fenyan's cooperation touched the sword light sent by the young saint for the first time.

"Dip-on!" Fenyan and Luo Daoyan were driven by the power of Jianling and couldn't help taking a walk to stabilize their bodies.

"Death!" The young saint's face was no longer the previous calm and indifferent color, but became ferocious and horrible, and his white and smooth skin became rough and dark.

Under this roar, the murderous intention broke out from the body of the young saint king, filling almost every corner of the world, and the substantial murderous murderous intention scratched a trace of blood on the body of the unprepared flame and Luo Daoyan.

fen yan smiled bitterly in his heart.

Just now, Luo Daoyan and Luo Daoyan joined hands to attack the young holy king successfully, and almost forgot that the holy king in front of him was the leader of the devil, the strongest.

The murderous intention just woke them up.

The huge sword, which has always been completely composed of murderous intentions, shot from the sky and directly bombarded Fen Yan and Luo Daoyan.

"Time is still"

The Law of Kill

fen yan and Luo Daoyan no longer dared to hold their hands at all, and they used the strongest moves of the two in the blink of an eye.

The battle was the fiercest words between the three of them in a blink of an eye.

Ps: Brothers, the scholar intends to cut off the manuscript after the million words of this book, because now the scholar has classes at school and still has an internship. The time is too tight to write a book at all. Now the two chapters are merged into one chapter, which takes the scholar several hours.

Everyone also knows how noisy it is in the dormitory at this time, and the scholars can't concentrate at all. I'm sorry for the mistakes in the chapters of these two days.

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