Chapter 89

"This man has a certain background." Wind dustless slightly frown, white man burst out of the strength is very strong.

"This guy is so powerful! No wonder you are so arrogant Liu Qingyang was startled.

"Brother Feng, be careful!" Miao Qingqing worried.

"When did the Empire produce a young four grade craftsman? He can't be the prince's Apprentice. " The wind has no dust and frowns.

At a young age, he has already stepped into the level of four grade weapon refiners, and his cultivation has reached the level of Huayuan state. It can be seen that the man in white is also a great genius.

"The strength is comparable to the eight levels of Huayuan state. If he has strong martial arts skills, he is afraid to be able to fight against the nine levels of Huayuan state. It is really not simple." The wind has no dust secret way, to white dress man some curiosity.

"Bang!"

The man in white suddenly stepped on the ground with a bang. His body burst out with terrible speed, and the ground rolled up a large amount of dust.

To rush up is to hit the wind with one fist. The strength of the fist is extremely strong, and the momentum of breaking mountains and rivers with one fist!

But the wind has no dust to move, the vision has no fluster of looking at the man in white.

"Brother Feng, be careful!" Liu Qingyang yelled in a panic.

See the wind dust does not move, the man slightly frown, strong fist also stopped in front of the wind dust, but the fist strength with the strong wind shock wind dust long hair flying back.

"What do you mean? Why not? " The man in white frowned.

Feng Wuchen said calmly: "your fist is not murderous, and you didn't tell me your name."

"Zhang Junlan! Is that all right? I won't give up the next one Zhang Junlan frowned, momentum broke out again, a blow went down, this time he did not stop!

"Bang!"

Feng Wuchen's right hand raised and banged, and caught Zhang Junlan's fist. The latter's powerful fist could not shake Feng Wuchen's half step!

"It didn't take a lot of effort to stop it. He was also seven times of Huayuan state, but his strength seemed to be above me!" Zhang Junlan frowned secretly, quite shocked in the heart.

"My name is Feng Wuchen." The wind is dust-free and indifferent, completely unaffected by Zhang Junlan's power.

Zhang Junlan looks at Feng Wuchen carefully. He has never met anyone who can fight against him.

Fengwuchen is the first!

"The wind is clean, your strength is very strong, did not expect a small Empire, unexpectedly have you such a genius." Zhang Junlan Road, the eyes of some dignified.

"You are not from the Empire." The wind has no dust way, can guess from Zhang Junlan this words.

"Among the opponents I met, even huayuanjing Bazhong is not my opponent. You are the first one who can compete with me." Zhang Junlan's eyes flashed fiercely.

Zhang Junlan burst out of the real yuan more and more powerful, launched a fierce attack on the wind.

"Bang bang!"

Fierce hand to hand combat broke out in the valley, with a series of muffled sound, accompanied by the violent strength of the air spread, the strength of the two people on the ground, have begun to burst out a crack.

"Zhang Junlan's strength is really strong!" Liu Qingyang was shocked. Looking at the fierce battle, he had a strong desire for power.

But Zhang Junlan's heart is more and more shocked, fist, palm, elbow, claw, knee and other ferocious attacks, no matter how fierce and tricky, do not work, is unable to strike stroke dust free.

Want to suppress the power of strong wind dust, Zhang Junlan found that the power of wind dust is more violent!

In a series of fierce battles, Zhang Junlan didn't take advantage of it. Instead, he felt pain in his hands and feet.

"How strong! Never under me Zhang Junlan secretly said in his heart, his face became more and more dignified.

Zhang Junlan did not expect such a abnormal genius in a small empire!

With the passage of time, Zhang Junlan has been unable to support himself, and the tingling of his hands and feet is becoming more and more obvious, gradually falling into the downwind.

The wind dust-free attack is fierce and fast. At the moment when Zhang Junlan falls into the downwind, he seizes the opportunity to blow several punches on Zhang Junlan and flies it out.

Zhang Junlan rubbed his feet on the ground and slid out six or seven meters before stopping. A sharp pain came from his chest.

"Speed, strength, defense are very strong, completely can not find his flaws, all my attacks have no effect, and his constitution is very strong, it is a monster!" Zhang Junlan was shocked. He didn't know if he didn't fight. As soon as he fought, he realized the horror of wind and dust.

Zhang Junlan's fierce attack, if put on others, I'm afraid others will be defeated long ago.

It's a pity that it doesn't work at all on fengwuchen. Before Zhang Junlan's next move, fengwuchen has already seen it.

This is the experience of evil dragon god! After countless battles and accumulated combat experience!

"No matter how strong you are, you are not the opponent of big brother Feng! He's asking for trouble. " Liu Qingyang was gloating.

Miao Qingqing didn't think so. He said: "the strength of Zhang Junlan is really strong. Brother Feng doesn't dare to underestimate him."Zhang Junlan is not an opponent of Feng Wuchen at all. Let alone his fighting experience, Zhang Junlan can see through Zhang Junlan's moves.

"It's not in vain to meet such a strong opponent as you!" Zhang Junlan cheered and his momentum changed again.

Zhang Junlan's hands were fast, his gestures were abstruse, and a very powerful force was diffused out. His whole body flashed bright blue light, and his momentum soared rapidly, which was extremely amazing.

"Ground level martial arts! What a terrible force Liu Qingyang was shocked.

"It seems that he should have come from a big force in the mainland. He is a middle-class martial arts player in the local level Wind no dust secretly guess.

"The wind is clean! Let me see what you can do Zhang Junlan yelled: "the medium level martial arts of the earth level! Wandao soul destroying palm

Zhang Junlan jumps up high and blows out a palm to the distant wind without dust.

"Whew!"

The big blue energy palm print carries a strong momentum to dive down, and the strong wind sweeps it with great momentum and strong pressure.

The wind does not dare to underestimate, immediately urged the power of the Dragon God, golden flash, extremely violent power gushing out.

"Medium level martial arts! To destroy the world

The wind has no dust to drink a sound, the violent power condenses on the right arm, the whole right arm explodes, dazzling golden light, filled with very terrible power.

"The level of martial arts, small empire will have the level of martial arts? And his breath is very strange, power is not true yuan! Who the hell is he? " Zhang Junlan was shocked when he felt the extreme violent power of fengwuchen, but when he noticed the breath of fengwuchen, his expression was a little dull.

"Whew!"

Fengwuchen's right arm swings, wheezes, and huge golden energy shoots out. It's frightening to see the power running through heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

"Buzz!"

In the blink of an eye, two extremely violent forces collided and exploded in an instant. The loud sound resounded through the valley. The ferocious energy ripple spread wantonly, and the valley even sounded a slight vibration.

Smoke billowed over the valley.

Strong hard touch, both of them were shaken back.

"Jiuxiao day by day!" It can be seen that Zhang Jungang rushed out with a terrible speed.

"Dragon shadow!" If you are aware that the wind is clean, you can use your body method immediately to avoid it.

"Boom

Zhang Junlan, who came from the explosion, directly clapped his hand at the place where fengwuchen was. With a bang, he blasted a big hole out of the ground and spattered gravel.

"His body method is also very good indeed, the speed is not below me!" Zhang Junlan's secret way.

"Whew, whew!"

Wind dust-free speed is extremely fast, after shaking around, blink of an eye came to Zhang Junlan left hand, a palm blows out.

Zhang Junlan's face changed slightly. He had just dropped his hand. All of them closed his hand for this. The wind had already attacked. What a terrible speed is this?

But fortunately, Zhang Junlan's reaction was very fast, and his left palm rushed to meet him.

"Bang!"

Two palms hard touch, bang a dull ring, Zhang Junlan again by the wind dust repelled.

With the astonishing speed of fengwuchen, Zhang Junlan was able to come out for the first time under the emergency situation just now, which surprised fengwuchen.

"Hum! Strength is not simple. " Zhang Junlan said with a slight sneer. Now Zhang Junlan's eyes have changed.

Fighting spirit is high, a powerful and violent force from Zhang Junlan's body diffuse out, the momentum is completely different from before.

"Bang!"

"ChiYan gun!" Zhang Junlan waved his hand, and with a clang sound, a silver spear appeared out of thin air. The powerful and incomparable breath spread from the spear.

This is a medium quality spirit tool!

At this moment, Zhang Junlan's fighting capacity has soared to a new fixed point, which is very terrible, comparable to the strong of huayuanjing jiuzhong.

"What a frenzy!" Liu Qingyang was shocked.

"Innate power! He has the innate Constitution! It's not easy for him to come from! " The wind has no dust, the heart is surprised way, from Zhang Junlan urge strength then see is the innate strength!

"You're still the first to push me to this point." ChiYan gun remote refers to the wind dust-free, Zhang Junlan frivolous way, eyes full of confidence and pride.

"At the level of your four grade weapon refiners, I'm afraid you can't make the ChiYan gun in your hand." The breeze has no dust light smile way, at the same time also offered a fire burning sword.

"Oh? Do you know that I am a four grade refiner? " Zhang Junlan asked in surprise.

Feng Wuchen said with a smile, "it's amazing that you have stepped into the level of a four grade craftsman at your present age. If you look at the mainland, I'm afraid you can't find five fingers. You can see that you're a genius."

After a pause, Feng Wuchen said: "at the same time, he is also a genius of cultivation. There is no one in ten thousand. If you can have it, it's enough to prove it!"

"Tut, I wonder if you are a worm in my stomach? Why do you know everything? " Zhang Junlan looked at the wind without dust in his face and was shocked."Poof!"

Hearing this, Miao Qingqing, who watched the battle, couldn't help laughing.

"I have seen it in ancient books," he said

"Hum! Since you know, then let you see my real strength! Look at the gun Zhang Junlan gave a big drink and danced red Yan gun for a moment, then fell to the ground from top to bottom.

A strong spear shot out along the ground. It was powerful and strong. If it was hit, it would be cut in half!

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