V4.Chapter 187

Beihai Wangs can stand at the peak of martial arts for hundreds of years, because they have six samsara, which is known as the extreme outbreak of the world.

In the days when Li did not fall to the altar, he was also recognized as the best swordsman in the world because he was the last three swordsmen of jian24.

Shura road was once brilliant.

In terms of time, Shura road existed in Zhongzhou even earlier than Shushan.

At the peak of Shura Taoism, their Taoist master once ascended to the top of the list of gods and stood beside several top invincible masters without losing the edge.

It was a long time ago.

The amazing figure completely perfected the martial arts of Shura Dao, and pushed Shura Dao to the peak of the dark world when he was alive.

Each martial arts force, more or less, sooner or later, as long as it can be inherited, must have its own essence.

The essence of Shura is only in one form.

Mad devil!

Today, the essence of this kind of mad devil is not in the hands of Shura.

In the hands of Hua Qingfeng, the leader of the shadow gate.

Now it's in the hands of Li Tianlan.

To a certain extent, the name of Wudao madman is worthy of the name.

This unique learning is a strange and powerful state.

The extremely strange way of exerting power, the absolutely violent way of accumulating power, in exchange for the crazy and overbearing who lost all reason.

The power of the martial arts mad devil is related to the ends of the spine.

This pattern has existed for hundreds of years, and there is still no unique learning in the dark world. The first way of exerting power is here.

And from the end of the spine, connecting the upper and lower limbs, that moment of frenzied accumulation brings people not only absolute strength, but also enough to submerge all rational pain.

In this way, the damage to the spine is almost permanent.

It burns not only human potential, but also its own body.

Don't hurt the enemy, hurt yourself first!

The craziest and the most tragic one.

But it is also enough to let Li Tianlan completely burst out with incredible fighting power in an instant.

In today's World War I, the double wind and thunder pulse was almost half abandoned.

But even if the real half waste, Li Tianlan is still a double pulse.

At the moment when the spine is taut, the limbs are directly taut to the limit in the process of blood burning.

Li Tianlan's eyes have no glory except scarlet's killing.

The endless pain almost ignored all the will and completely drowned his reason in an instant.

The world seems to disappear.

All the sounds are getting farther and farther away.

Li Tianlan's ear is only flowing sound.

Not light and slow, with extreme irritability, as boiling magma in turbulent Pentium.

It was the sound of blood burning all over.

At this moment, Li Tianlan has no reason.

But the body is particularly sober.

Nigger in his eyes particularly clear, vaguely seems to have become the only target.

All his judgments were as quick and clear as ever.

It's not the judgment of the brain.

It's instinct!

The most terrifying, natural and swift instinct.

This kind of reaction speed is almost beyond everything.

All the attacks, dodges, advances and retreats made by this extreme reaction speed have another famous name in the dark world.

Dark night travel.

The most powerful body method recorded in the invincible chapter of Li's and Lin's God of war atlas.

Li Tianlan gave up reason, relying on instinct, in the battle without considering other factors, this is almost his most perfect state at present.

The tight bones kept popping, like the sound of a dragon.

Martial arts mad devil · dark night walk · dragon boxing.

Close combat, huge combat effectiveness in exchange for burning potential, the fastest reaction speed and the most ferocious offensive.

In this state, Li Tianlan is totally fearless.

Attack.

Attack.

Attack!

Every cell of the body seems to be roaring and supporting his wildest fight.

The nigger kept retreating in his sight.

The light of the dark knife is integrated with the night.

The wind suddenly became violent.

The figures of Li Tianlan and nigger draw closer at the moment of drawing away.

The light of the sword fell on Li Tianlan.

The broken cloud silk clothes are more and more damaged.

At the moment of fresh blood splashing, Li Tianlan, who has entered the best attack distance, becomes completely furious.

There was a fire in the Negro's pupil.

There was thunder.

The color of orange and blue flickered for a moment, and the next second, the flame and thunder all became strange pale.

The turbulent energy did not spread, but condensed in the limit, and became one and another extremely pale white spots.

The white spot seems to have been pressed down before it was completely formed.

a furious storm.

All of a sudden, the nigger's eyes were full of attacks.

Not grand but almost deafening sound of the dragon, Li Tianlan's body has completely become a phantom that the naked eye can not capture.

His body is there.

But he's moving.

Straight, hook, elbow, knee, sweep, swing.

Come on.

In addition to fast, the nigger only felt the extreme strength of just fierce!

back off.

The nigger has to step back.

His defense is very poor. With such strength, he can hardly bear any attack from Li Tianlan.

And Li Tianlan in this state

Nigger believes that he can't stand any attack of his own.

But the problem is that the niggers have no chance to attack at all.

Li Tianlan gave up all his defenses in exchange for the most violent attack.

In this state, Li Tianlan also has no defense.

Two people who have no defense.

One man attacked wildly.

Dodge alone.

It's a real fight between life and death.

Both are looking for opportunities.

The moment when the deadlock is broken, it must be a clear life and death.

Jiang qiansong stares at the battle between Li Tianlan and the nigger.

His heart kept sinking.

He never thought that Li Tianlan, who was seriously injured in this situation, could have enough fighting power to suppress niggers in a moment.

Li Tianlan is not an opponent of niggers.

The present repression can only be said to be a stalemate.

However, no matter how strong the nigger's paper strength is, his lack of defense will become a great variable in real combat.

What Jiang qiansong hates most is variables.

In South America, Chiang lost Chiang Qianxie three years ago.

Today, he lost another thousand years.

Anyway, niggers have to live.

Otherwise, how can Chiang Kai Shek in South America, supported by him alone, expand in the future?

Moreover, the death of the nigger means that Chiang Kai Shek's layout in Eastern Europe in South America has completely failed, and all the current situation will be completely changed.

And such a change, in addition to let Li Tianlan completely rise in the dark world, is also an absolute disaster for Chiang Kai Shek in South America.

Jiang qiansong subconsciously stepped back.

Now the situation is so, he no longer think about how to win, but has begun to think about how to retreat with the nigger.

His steps just moved.

An indescribable sense of oppression has come from all directions.

The nigger disappeared completely before his eyes.

There is only light left in Jiang qiansong's world.

The light is continuous, full of all around, like a wildfire, like a thunder.

One hundred elite members of Xuanyuan sword army are still silent.

But at the same time, he did his best.

One hundred experts with the average strength at the top of the fire realm.

Such a team means that there are at least more than 30 thunderbolt masters!

Thirty!

Only Beihai Wangs and Lin people, the real giants, can have the power of such a scale.

Qin Xilai's figure also disappeared in the confused light and shadow.

However, the famous swords in Eastern Europe are very powerful.

The dark swordsman is hidden from the light again.

His voice, with the intention of killing Jiang qiansong, was very clear.

"Today you will fall!"