Geng Yin's First Battle

Narrator: If you come out in a hurry, you have to chase the full attendance. The quality can't be guaranteed. If you don't chase it, you have no motivation. This is a common problem for most third-rate authors, right?

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"Do you really think I'm a fool?" Fan Jing pouted, "In addition to Tianshi, who else can Dad entrust his sister to? The so-called three envoys, hum, should be hidden immediately when they find someone, and even dare to run around the sky. Isn't this waiting for me to come to the door? If you really want to fight, no matter how you look at it, I have a better chance of winning." Speaking of this, he glanced Fang Bingtao and floated to Lv Qingqing, slightly surprised. "So it's so. It's really here. I'm relieved."

Everyone quickly dispersed, and the first hit was the valley crack. His knife field unfolded without hesitation. The air was full of countless knife gas, and the gathering point of knife gas was in the middle of Fan Jing's eyebrows.

In this area, the wind is strong in an hour, and the knife light appears from time to time, like fangs hidden in the night, which may flash out and kill people at any time.

Fan Jing smiled and said, "I don't need to use power to deal with this knife method."

After saying that, he looked serious, reached out and grabbed the void, and the cold moon knife stopped a few inches away from his palm.

Valley crack just stood with a knife, and both of them looked extremely solemn, just like something blocked their movements in a few inches.

"Valley will lose." Li Qi said.

Yang Zhihuan, who was still beside him at this time, pulled out his long stick: "Help you, even if it's repay you for helping me find Luo Chu's relics."

After saying that, he gathered his whole body's strength, and the long stick came out of his hand and directly hit the back of the cracked knife, so the blade advanced by half an inch.

"Hirth!!!!" Fan Jing slipped back a few steps and pinched his palm. There was a wound on the mouth of the tiger's palm. He kept inhaling, "It really hurts." After saying that, he scratched casually and isolated the pain.

"Awesome," Fan Jing didn't hurt, but still touched the wound. "No one hurt me for a long time," and suddenly looked at Yuan Yi. "Yes, the last time I suffered a loss under this little girl," he said back. "But your martial arts skills are also the best among ordinary people. Well, can you set up a sect and come to me to die? Isn't that a second thing?

After saying that, Fan Jing supported his hands, and Jiuyi's true anger expanded, and immediately disrupted the field of knives. "Isn't it just a field skill? I can do it." Then came a gas sword. After the powerful field of knives was disrupted, the originally fragile sword directly penetrated the chest of the valley crack, and by the way divided the cold moon knife into two.

Valley crack lies on the ground gasping for breath. Such a small injury can't be killed, but I'm afraid it will temporarily lose its combat effectiveness.

Yang Zhihuan was stunned. To be honest, the level of the valley is definitely up at the division level in his original world. Unexpectedly, he was only dealt with by an air sword, and the field skills are absolutely only mastered by master level, otherwise there is no need for graphics.

However, he did not have time to breathe a sigh of relief, because Fan Jing's next goal was him. Yang Zhihuan took a few steps back and improved the buffer. Before that, Ma Yu had used her ability.

A fantasy covered Fan Jing and Ma Yu. Since Ma Yu has taken action, there is no need for Fan Jing to say "no power". In fact, there is no need for power. To break Ma Yu's hallucination, you can only use a spell, but it is very time-consuming. During this period Anyone outside the country can take his own life.

Thinking of this, Fan Jing greatly improved his "perceptual ability" and threw a ** bullet in an inexplicable direction. In an instant, he saw that the fantasy was broken like a mirror, and Ma Yu was lying on the ground and rolling painfully.

Fan Jing turned the target back to the fourth person again, Yu Weiming, who had never done anything.

Yu Weiming shrugged his shoulders and looked at him: "You should be very clear about my ability. The ability to control the temperature is too slow to warm up, and the teleport ability can only be used to escape. It is basically useless in actual combat. Do you still want to deal with me?"

Fan Jing nodded: "The same teleportation ability is enough to give me a headache. What's more, if you really take the person I want and teleport to the distance several times in a row, I will find it difficult to do. I have to beware of you all the time, and you will be more tied in the battle."

Yu Weiming did not say anything. She knew very well that Fan Jing's "plan" was only feasible in theory. In fact, only her words could not escape Fan Jing's pursuit.

But Fan Jing must strangle even one in ten thousand of the accident in his infuriating. He attacked Yu Weiming at a very fast speed. Obviously, it is impossible for the heavenly master to watch Fan Jing kill in front of him, and hold Fan Jing's wrist.

He was about to throw Fan Jing out, but Fan Jing in his hand had disappeared. He flashed his figure quickly, and the shadowless ** bullet flew around, and the direction was also very clear. He only attacked the Heavenly Master and Earth Master and the three envoys. Yang Zhihuan, Ma Yu and Gu Rift did not attack.

Five people quickly avoid this attack that can't see ballistics. They can only judge the direction of the missile launch by the position of Fan Jing, and then instantly judge the target and distance of the attack, which requires the support of extremely high combat experience, but Yuan Yi and Luo Binghong are obviously not good at this aspect.

At the critical moment, Luo Binghong dodged a few ** bullets. Luo Binghong did not deceive himself and knew that he could no longer hide. Seeing Yuan Yi, he also looked stretched, he grabbed her and integrated into the ground.

After a while, a column of water suddenly rose to the sky, and Yuan Yi flew directly into the high clouds. Fan Jing was a little puzzled. He raised his vision to the maximum and found that Yuan Yi seemed to be constantly moving in the air, as if she was planning something.

He didn't dare to let Yuan Yi do anything else. The last time he was yinned by her and recuperated for a month.

But the three heavenly masters did not stand and watch. Just in the gap between his hesitation, the three of them had made a compound move to "memage the sky and the earth", and countless explosions came from the air, one of which hit Fan Jing's back.

Fan Jing didn't care about cutting off the pain on his back and directly teleported to the place where Yuan Yi was originally been, but Yuan Yi had already gone.

Seeing that there was no her figure in the sky, Fan Jing threw himself into the air, and he began to look at what Yuan Yi was doing.

He does not have such strong instantaneous judgment, and his extreme perception ability cannot be used for thinking. In the final analysis, his combat experience is not as good as his mother's.

So in order to keep it foolproof, he maximized his perception and then slowly lowered it to the ground. As long as there is a slight change, he will immediately teleport.

"Good job, Yuan Yi has won the time!" Yu Weiming secretly estimated it.

Just now, Luo Binghong was actually preparing a large earth technique underground, but this technique must be used, and Yuan Yi's magic can't survive alone in the ground, which just made her find an opportunity to rush into the air and delay the time.

As Luo Binghong's master, the earth master saw Luo Binghong's intention at a glance and secretly contacted Tianshi and Li Qi with extremely smart voice transmission.

While Fan Jing rushed to the sky, a compound technique was ready.

The art of heaven and earth, the transformation of customs and earth.

Suddenly, the gray powder wrapped around everyone except Lv Qingqing and Fang Bingtao like mud, and then turned into a gray whirlwind, as if everyone had disappeared.

Fan Jing observed carefully for a moment, unlike illusion. If his perception ability is raised to the limit, it is enough to see through any fantasy.

**Storm!

There is no reaction, and the stone sinks into the sea.

Fan Jing suddenly thought of his "delightenment" when he fought with Li Qi last time.

It seems that this move is a group version.

The response plan should be the same as last time, right? Fan Jing thought of this and held his hands, "Space strangled!"

A space 100 meters was strangled, and in an instant, the whirlwind was strangled and completely messed up.

Within the

range, only the one-acre of land where Lv Qingqing and Fang Bingtao are located has not been affected, which is also within Fan Jing's expectation.

Other than that, does it seem to work? Fan Jing secretly estimated that no, last time it was obvious that Li Qi's body was disrupted by himself. He had to restore his body in a panic. When he found that the amount of work was too large, he had only the way to escape, and this time it was obviously not. The gray whirlwind was gray everywhere. "Preface" doesn't seem to make sense at all.

"It seems to be a trick for me!" Fan Jing had a headache. He would rather deal with those unpredictable powers. At least his ability to explore was useful, and he did not understand the tricks used by these three messengers at all. Thinking of this, he looked back at Lu Fang awkwardly and thought of a way, but it was just a little laborious.

"Even if you are not afraid that I will disrupt the order, are you afraid that I will break up with you?" With that, Fan Jing's fingers moved quickly, "Space devoured! Let me send you all over the world!"

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Nover: This chapter is out, and the quality is not up to the test. Please forgive me.