Chapter 384

"Dangdang..."

It is like the sound of metal and iron ringing in the void. This kind of metal and iron collision is over with only ten fingers.

However, under this crazy collision, Luo Yunyang felt that his hand holding the knife was constantly shaking. At the moment of landing, his whole face was a little more pale.

At the moment of attack, like the ubiquitous wind, he can appear at any part of the broken mountain and attack the broken mountain again and again.

The broken mountain is as motionless as a mountain. Although there is only one fist, the fist is like a vortex, which makes all the forces attacking the broken mountain converge towards the fist.

Therefore, although Luo Yunyang's every attack passed over the broken mountain, each attack finally fell on the broken mountain's fist.

That's why none of Luo Yunyang's tens of thousands of sabre rays have caused great damage to the broken mountain.

Po Shan's face was very calm, but when Luo Yunyang landed, Po Shan's clothes were scattered, and there were a little blood stains on all his bare skin.

Tens of thousands of attacks are tens of thousands of bloodstains. Although these bloodstains look a lot, they only hurt the meat more than two inches deep under the skin of the broken mountain.

This meat is very little, but tens of thousands of knife light makes the face of the broken mountain full of gullies!

"You didn't disappoint me!" His face has become as ferocious as a ghost, with white teeth in his smile.

Listening to the words of Po Shan, Luo Yunyang took a deep breath: "you didn't disappoint me either!"

Their voices were not high, nor did they have any anger, but they were fighting for life and death.

Outwardly, Luo Yunyang seems to have taken advantage of the first duel between the two, but he knows very well that he actually suffered some dark losses after collision.

For example, every time his knife meets with the fist of the broken mountain, the anti shock force also causes a lot of damage to his wrist.

Compared with the first battle, the next two men did not stay much, so they quickly carried out the second battle.

Fists and knives collide constantly in the void. One body is like the wind and the other is like a mountain. In a small space, the fierce battle is in full swing!

There are more and more scars on Po Shan's body. In the end, there is not even a trace of good meat, but it seems to have no impact on him.

Luo Yunyang would withdraw his sword and retreat wildly at the moment when he fought with Po Shan. Every time he retreated, he would appear strangely in a position that Po Shan couldn't see.

The wind blows invisible!

The Taoist master of the blood killing Road, the purple light group, the red light group, and elder Chek, all stared at the duel.

Although their mentality was as firm as a rock when they reached this state, Luo Yunyang's mastery of the original law of the wind system and the strength of breaking the mountain like a fortress still made them stare at it.

"These two people are bright for a while. I think it's better not to let them fight any more. Maybe in the end, they will die together."

A light spot whispered, "among them, two people share the foundation of HengYuan, which is also a great opportunity."

"We should cherish talents!"

At this time, the other people in the blood killing road are nodding. With their eyes, they can't see that although the two people's strength is the peak of ordinary galaxies, their understanding of the law of origin has surpassed ordinary stars.

Even surpass some Galaxy level giants.

The master of the blood killing way pondered for a moment and said faintly, "rules can't be broken. What's more, what we lack in the blood killing way is not genius."

"He is the top person who competes with heaven and earth!"

The voice of the Lord calmed down. Even the strong among those light masses stopped talking.

The fight is still going on.

Luo Yunyang finally fought with the broken mountain after avoiding again and again, but the blow made Luo Yunyang spit blood in his mouth.

The blood is flowing, but Luo Yunyang's heart is more and more warlike.

I can't die. I'm going back!

His knife became more and more crazy, while the fist of the broken mountain became more powerful. The peaks under the huge gravity became fragmented in the fight between the two people. As a gust of wind swept through, one ear of the broken mountain was cut off by Luo Yunyang's long knife.

It's too easy for top martial artists to grow ears again, but it's about the face of martial artists.

Looking at his falling ears, the broken mountain looked up to the sky and laughed. He looked at Luo Yunyang with respect in his eyes.

"You are the third opponent I have met in my life and the only one I admire!"

"To show my respect for you, I'll let you die under the Zhenhuan fist of my new enlightenment," Po Shan said quietly to himself

What is Zhenhuan fist? Luo Yunyang doesn't know, but the power of Zhenhuan fist is absolutely extraordinary if he can make Po Shan say it so solemnly.

"You can show your strongest attack, but remember, don't keep your hand, because it may be the last attack in your life."

The light and shadow of the Taoist master left in the sky gently nodded, and then sighed: "what a pity!"

What a pity, the Taoist priest didn't say it, but everyone present can feel who the Taoist priest is sorry for.

Both of them are undoubtedly genius like figures. In the bloody battlefield of past dynasties, we can say that we can't meet one of them a hundred times.

As long as it appears, it will shine and darken the stars!

But now, in two days, the Heroes rise together, and in the end, one of them will die.

It's a pity. It's just

Luo Yunyang's hand tightly held the knife in his hand. At this time, his heart was extremely calm. It can even be said that he had only one left at the moment.

live on!

In his confrontation with Po Shan, Luo Yunyang has felt the most important difference between the two, that is, the gap between the two people's understanding of the source law. Although Po Shan is only seventeen, he is only ten, and the gap is only seven!

However, the golden seven has always been like a huge thorn in Luo Yunyang's heart. When he understood the law, he naturally knew the power of the law and knew the function of the law better!

In Luo Yunyang's feeling, the gap of origin Rule 7 is actually very large.

Between the changes of the attribute regulator, Luo Yunyang has made his strongest preparation. This time, he did not wait for Po Shan to take the lead, but turned into a gust of wind again.

Nine leaves, flying in the endless wind, are so ordinary and so mysterious.

When Po Shan exerts his strongest means, it is not only his strongest time, but also his weakest time.

Between the changes of strength and weakness, it is the place of his own opportunity. Luo Yunyang knows this truth well, so he doesn't hesitate to make a move.

"Well come!" Po Shan drank so much that his fist was again thrown. This fist was no different from the one he had just punched.

However, this punch is called Zhenhuan!

At the moment of this blow, Luo Yunyang felt the attraction that enveloped him from all directions in the past!

It was this attraction that made his long knife converge on the fist of the broken mountain, and at the moment when the fist shrouded, Luo Yunyang felt ripples.

No mistake, just ripples!

This is a kind of concussion ripple, which repels Luo Yunyang's body. From attraction to rejection, that is, in an instant, Luo Yunyang feels that he has fallen into a strange state.

This state makes him very uncomfortable. No, it should be said that this state makes him feel that life is better than death.

In this state, Luo Yunyang doesn't even have the idea of fighting to the death. Even his intention to fight will be smashed under this fist!

108 floating butcher wheels also flew out at this moment. The floating butcher wheel was inspired by Luo Yunyang's mental power. In the overwhelming sky and earth, it implied the true meaning of infinite wind.

Each floating butcher wheel can appear anywhere with Luo Yunyang's mind. After being attacked, each floating butcher wheel can transfer quickly.

This is the source law of Luo Yunyang's cultivation wind. It is the strongest attack and the most powerful attack means of Luo Yunyang.

However, this means, under the Zhenhuan fist, appears to be so thin, so weak, so worthless.

That is, in a moment, dozens of floating slaughtering wheels have been broken into powder, while Luo Yunyang's body retreated madly at the moment when the floating slaughtering wheel was broken.

It was not easy to retreat, but Luo Yunyang rushed out from the siege of Zhenhuan fist after desperately adding all his true meaning and spiritual strength to his physique.

One mouthful of blood, two mouthfuls of blood, three mouthfuls of blood

After leaving the scope of Zhenhuan fist, Luo Yunyang vomited four or five mouthfuls of blood in a row, and even many blood clots vomited out of his mouth.

Zhenhuan fist, just one punch, has greatly damaged his vitality!

Looking at the broken mountain slowly coming towards him, Luo Yunyang's expression is more and more serious. He can't die, he doesn't want to die, he can't die!

His efforts in recent years are to kill him back. If he dies here, what should his family do?

I think of my sister Luo Donger, my mother, the blue sky, and the undead son of Nanshan

In Luo Yunyang's eyes, there was a fierce light like a trapped animal. Although his hands were shaking, he still held his long knife tightly.

The look of Po Shan was solemn, but his hand was merciless. He shook it with a fist and waved it again!