Chapter 189

Name:Supreme Uprising Author:Jewelcat
! "The Nie family invited fengyinglie. It is worthy of being the family of martial god disciples. I can't compare it!" Among the gods, there are old people's feelings. There are many people who feel the same emotion as the old man. Almost all of them feel the same.

Although fengyinglie hasn't done anything for 20 years, his reputation is still thunderous and shocking in the whole God capital.

And Tianxun, which had tended to be silent, began to boil again. Even the warriors of the 17 western cities and the city of freedom began to ask the warriors of Shendu to find a way to upload Tianxun.

What they are interested in is not Luo Yunyang, but the wind and eagle.

What kind of person is fengyinglie, who has been ranked 10th in the list for 20 years, and what is the difference between his means and that of others.

Luo Yunyang's eyes looked at the Wind Eagle with dignity. From then on, Luo Yunyang felt a violent breath.

True rage, relentless rage!

Although fengyinglie became famous 20 years ago, the man in front of him has a jade face, long hair and shawl, like a face cut by a knife and axe. When combined, it seems to hide infinite charm.

Luo Yunyang never cared much about his appearance, but at this time, looking at the perfect Wind Eagle like a God, his heart still couldn't help but give birth to a trace of appreciation.

This is the Wind Eagle lie!

"I know you, the youngest young master on the list!" The windy eagle's hands tightly held the spear in his hands. The blue spear was six feet long and stood on the ground, just like Optimus Prime!

Luo Yunyang looked at the Wind Eagle lie. After taking a gentle breath, he also said faintly: "I also know you, No. 10 in the list of heaven!"

When they finished saying these words, they were silent, as if they were close friends who sympathized with each other at the moment.

But in fact, the reason why the two people are silent is not that they have nothing to say, but because they have understood each other's ideas after looking at each other. Besides, they are useless!

"Pick me up and crack the wind, and the wind suddenly rises!" When Feng Yinglie said this, the long gun in his hand moved.

The wind rises suddenly and wrinkles a pool of spring water!

At the moment when the wind suddenly started, Luo Yunyang felt that the void around him had been in an identical state with the blow of the Wind Eagle.

This state is much weaker than the field of God's right hand, but the subtlety is not comparable to the rough and crazy field power of God's right hand.

Luo Yunyang came to Shendu from Chang'an. He has almost experienced many battles all the way. Whether it is master Scheler or the shadow killer, he has a feeling that he is under my control, but now he has a feeling of being tied up.

He can break this move, but if he breaks this move, the next move of fengyinglie will give Luo Yunyang a headache.

The long gun blows, light and natural, but with infinite variables.

The world around is like a pool of spring water, and Luo Yunyang is the object in this pool of spring water.

Almost at the moment when the gun shadow came, Luo Yunyang made a choice. Although it was easier to use his mental power, Luo Yunyang still chose martial arts.

This is not a respect for Feng Yinglie, nor is Luo Yunyang deliberately hypocritical, but he needs to sharpen his martial arts.

Although the map of ape dragon fighting the sky is a supreme cultivation method, it is also a supreme fighting method. Whether it is burning the sky dragon fist or the great ability of violent ape tearing the sky, it is a supreme martial art means.

Relying on Li scar's memory, Luo Yunyang can display these martial arts to the peak.

However, it is difficult to achieve perfection and perfection without having experienced actual combat skills, let alone perfection.

Killing shangshendu all the way makes Luo Yunyang feel more and more that the opponent he is facing is so strong and arrogant. A Nie family has been so. If he is against the supreme martial god at any time

Wu Shen has not known how many years he hasn't done it. It's really unlikely that he will fight against himself for a younger generation, but Luo Yunyang must not bet his life and his family on Wu Shen's failure to do it.

For example, Luo Yunyang didn't want to be an opponent in today's windy eagle, but now the two have been at war on Tongtian Avenue.

The Golden Dragon in the left hand soared into the air, the ape in the right hand cracked into the air, and Luo Yunyang's hands went away against the wind. Under the action of yin and Yang, the Wind Eagle is sharp, and the things formed by the wind, like the divine realm, are directly broken.

For his first move was broken, Feng Yinglie not only didn't show any anger, but there was only excitement in his eyes.

This is a kind of excitement when a warrior meets his opponent. It is a kind of excitement from the heart and a kind of excitement boiling from the bone.

"Take me again!" The long gun in the Wind Eagle's hand waved, and countless gun shadows turned into a strong wind all over the sky for a time, so that people can't see clearly which is the person and which is the wind.

Luo Yunyang's left hand burns the sky dragon fist and his right hand has the great ability to tear the sky. The power of Yang and Yin in his palm turned into two huge gold and silver grinding plates, crushing all attacks into powder.

Under the power of two people, countless cracks appeared on the Baizhang Tongtian Avenue, and a tall building with a height of Baizhang was directly turned into ruins by the power of two people.

"Bang bang!"

Luo Yunyang's fist pounded heavily on the windhawk's long gun. With each blow, it blew out a crack in the windhawk's long gun.

But after Luo Yunyang finished the blow, there was a long gun mark under his ribs.

Although the wound of the gun mark is nothing to Luo Yunyang, only he knows the danger best.

If it wasn't for his sensitive avoidance, if it wasn't for the perfect cooperation between the burning dragon fist and the violent ape tearing the sky, if it wasn't

Then this shot is likely to kill him.

Holding a trembling spear, Feng Yinglie was still as straight as a gun, but many of his hair had been zoomed. Although the burning dragon fist did not break his head, it also made him seem to come out of the fire cave.

"Hahaha, be happy. I haven't fought like this for many days. You really didn't disappoint me!" The wind eagle looked at Luo Yunyang and said with heartfelt emotion: "I dare say that twenty years ago, I was not as good as you!"

"But unfortunately, what you meet is the Wind Eagle after 20 years!"

Between the words, a more majestic breath came from the windy eagle. Under this breath, even some people watching the war involuntarily gave birth to an impulse to surrender.

It's like that the person standing in front of him is no longer a windy eagle, but a God, an omnipotent God!

Luo Yunyang looked at the Wind Eagle and said with disgust on his face, "Why are you like a talkative woman? There's so much nonsense! Fight if you want to fight!"