Supreme body

Chapter 181 Twin Fire Body

"Whoosh!"

Yi Lin's strength was not as strong as Zhang Yang's, so he was struck by the tomahawk and flew back backwards!

"Silk thread!" There was a thin red thread in front of Zhang Yangqing's eyes, he stepped back hurriedly, raised his left fist and hit the red thread. 【】

"Ding!"

The energy red thread was shattered and did not wrap around Zhang Yang's neck, but the penetrating power of the thin thread was extremely strong, and Zhang Yang's fist had already been bitten with a small blood hole.

All the people present also changed their colors. The eight masters had already fought with Yi Lin, and they knew that the opponent was strong and had great attack power.

As Yi Lin's eldest brother, Yi Feng also knew that his brother was very talented and had a high understanding of the way of swordsmanship. The momentum of the sword alone made it difficult for many people to catch him, and his real strength could be compared to that of an ordinary five-star grandmaster.

Now Zhang Yang fought against Yi Lin as a peak martial artist, but he did not lose the wind, and he chopped the latter into the air with a single axe. This kind of domineering combat power surprised everyone.

Wu Yu was amazed at Yi Lin's combat effectiveness.

Qi Xinglong is also a three-star master. He fought against Zhang Yang, but he was severely injured by Zhang Yang in just a few moves. Today, Yi Lin is fighting Zhang Yang evenly, and even hurt Zhang Yang's finger. Yu Zhangyang!

The fighting power of the special martial arts can be seen!

"Beep!"

Taking two steps back, Yi Lin arrived beside his elder brother Yi Feng, looking at Zhang Yang from disdain to interest, as if he had found a strange prey.

Wu Yu appeared beside Zhang Yang and said, "How is it? How strong is his flame?"

"It's okay, it's not much different from my flame. The yang attribute is very strong, and his sword energy is full of flames, and there is a silk thread that is not low." Zhang Yang showed the back of his left hand, showing a small blood hole on his finger.

Yi Lin's haughty voice sounded: "You can catch my Zhanling sword. Your strength is good, but it is delusional to want to get the Yuan Lingshi for nothing. Remember, the person who killed you is named Yi Lin."

After finishing speaking, Yi Lin rushed towards Zhang Yang again, his body was ignited with raging fire, like a ball of fire crashing into Zhang Yang, especially the long sword wrapped in flames erupted with blazing flames, lurking murderous intent .

"Big words!" Zhang Yang said indifferently, and his figure flew towards Yi Lin. He was holding a battle ax in his hand, his eyes were as deep as the sky, his fighting spirit was high, and he was extremely excited.

The long time without a real life-and-death battle made Zhang Yang very chatty, and now he is very happy to meet an opponent whose strength is similar to his own!

"The fire of Zhanling kills with one sword!" Yi Lin roared, pressing on the ground with one foot, suddenly jumped five or six meters, and swung down with his sword.

A five-meter-long flaming sword was formed, with overwhelming momentum and scorching heat, directly pressing down on the top of Zhang Yang's head. Many people present felt the high temperature of the flaming sword!

"Dragon Strike! Tiger Pao Fist!" Zhang Yang roared, his right hand tomahawk smashed a huge black dragon's head towards the sky, and his left fist hit a big black tiger's head, creating the sound of a tiger roaring.

The dragon and tiger flew over, their fangs leaked out, as if real, the scene was turbulent, and they rushed obliquely towards the cutting fire sword!

"Boom!"

The attacks of the two sides collided with each other, loud noises exploded, flames splattered, the black awns flickered, and the Yuan Energy rippled for more than 50 meters, spreading throughout the stone chamber!The faces of the onlookers flickered with vitality, and their expressions of surprise remained undiminished.

"Close-to-hand combat." Zhang Yang thought, black flames filled his feet, his figure burst out, and a black shadow rushed past Yuan Neng's attack range and appeared beside Yi Lin.

Slash vigorously!

Zhang Yang slashed out with an axe, forming ten to five meter long arcs, touching the ground, rushing towards Yi Lin, disrupting the latter's forward momentum in an instant.

"Small tricks." Yi Lin smiled contemptuously, his left arm was ignited with flames, and he stretched out his hand. The huge flaming palm shot out directly, extinguishing ten long arcs, and grabbed Zhang Yang with unabated momentum.

"Who is afraid of whom!" Zhang Yang said, his long hair fluttering around in black flames, his momentum surged up, his left fist struck out in a straight line, and a huge black fist went straight to the palm of the flame.

"Oh!"

With a distance of five or six meters, the black light fist and the flame palm, which were more than three or four meters thick, collided violently!Zhang Yang and Yi Lin took a step back at the same time.

"Damn! I'll fight with you, I'll kill you!" Zhang Yang raised his brows upside down, his eyes were full of fanaticism, and he strode forward, punching Yi Lin again with his big black fist.

"It's just looking for death!" Yi Lin's brows showed arrogance, and he slapped out his big flaming palm again, and it grew to a size of five meters!

"Bam! Boom! Bam..."

Fists and palms collided, red flames splashed, and black energy disappeared. The two stepped back and were already ten meters apart, but the rhythm of the attack remained the same, and there was a tendency to fight more and more crazy.

A two-star grandmaster exclaimed in amazement: "They're all lunatics! This kind of attack hits continuously, it's a hindrance, it's terrifying!"

"There are less than [-] masters in that team. It turns out that some martial masters are so powerful. You have to pay attention to martial masters in the future. Maybe you will encounter such dangerous people."

"This Yi Lin is strong, everyone has experienced it before, but this martial artist who just came out is also so strong, no wonder he is favored by such stunning beauties." A master asked Wu Yudao, but did not dare to reveal other thoughts.

Because of Zhang Yang's strength, he could break some one-star grandmasters with just one punch. Who would dare to touch a strong woman?Unless you're out of your mind.

"Boom! Boom!"

Zhang Yang and Yi Lin's fists continued to collide without flinching from each other. Footprints of stepping on cracks appeared constantly on the ground, and the area where the two collided was full of stone chips and full of potholes.Some corpses around were attacked further by the two, or cut through the blood mist.

The others also retreated towards the stone wall because of the aftermath of the battle between the two of them.

Zhang Yang is strong, but his skill is not as good as Yi Lin's. After another big collision, his thoughts changed sharply: "I just focus on fighting. My skill is not enough to consume like this. There may be a fight in a while. If I fight too hard But it’s not good to make a mistake.”

Thinking that the consequences might be beyond his expectations, the crazy battle ax disappeared, Zhang Yang's feet were filled with black flames, slipped across a stream, disappeared suddenly, and rushed towards Yi Lin.

"So fast!" Yi Lin was just surprised that Zhang Yang had already arrived in front of him!

Zhang Yang arrived in front of Yi Lin, fought close to him, and swept out with one leg, the sound of the wind was like a dragon wagging its tail.

Yi Lin's expression was calm, and he drew his sword quickly, cutting towards Zhang Yang's calf that was sweeping towards him.

"Oh!"

The two sides collided with melee attacks.

"How could it be?" Yi Lin's color changed instantly, the flames on the long sword were scattered by Zhang Yang's kick, and at the same time the long sword was bent, his arms couldn't bear Zhang Yang's force, and he staggered and shifted his footsteps!

As Zhang Yang devoured more and more spirits, his body became stronger and stronger, and his strength also increased sharply. Even a random blow would weigh [-] to [-] jin.It is difficult for ordinary masters to bear.

Tiger tail lash!

Zhang Yang's figure disappeared again, and he kicked back, like a tiger swinging his waist, and pulled out his long tail in an instant. The move was so fast that only a phantom was cleared!

Yi Lin staggered and shifted, of course his body was a little unsteady, and he looked extremely dangerous when he was attacked again by Zhang Yang, but his eyes did not show any panic.

He stood on the ground with one palm, his body lay horizontally, dodged Zhang Yang's kick, the long sword pierced the ground obliquely, suddenly bent, straightened instantly, his body flew upside down, and then straightened up.

Yi Lin put away his haughty look, and said flatly: "I admit that you are strong in terms of strength, but your skill is not as good as mine, otherwise you wouldn't suddenly change your moves."

Zhang Yangdao: "I'm a martial artist, and it's normal for me to be inferior to you. Your flames are quite powerful, but for me, the five elements of fire are Yin, so your positive flames are not very useful."

Yi Lin's long sword swallowed flames, and sparks began to bloom outside his body. The air in the room suddenly became hot, and the temperature rose sharply.

He said: "My brother and I are twin fire bodies. Together, we can kill the pinnacle grandmaster. The single-player combat power is reduced many times, but I still have the confidence to defeat you! The last move, if you catch it, I will give you five Yuan Lingshi."

Zhang Yang's legs also began to condense flames. The thick black flames contained a coldness, and an overwhelming coldness filled the room.

He smiled and said, "Five pieces are fine, let's do it now!"

Zhang Yang increased his cold aura, and the originally rising temperature began to drop. The confrontation between the two aroused everyone's discomfort, and the indoor temperature began to fluctuate.

Yi Lin's long sword trembled slightly in his hand, and a small flaming sword evolved from his hand, all of which rushed into the blade, and a huge sword intent appeared, which made Zhang Yang surprised.

Since he fought with others, apart from Nangong Qi, who seems to have a sword intent naturally, none of the other sword warriors exudes a sword intent. This artistic conception is more difficult than the tiger artistic conception he once comprehended.

Zhang Yang's body also began to ignite black flames, his pupils bred black flames, and the cold breath seemed to form a black thick fog, as if a demon king had come into the world.

Feeling Zhang Yang's yin aura, Wu Yu took a deep breath, showing an intoxicated look. She is an extremely yin flame, and she likes the extreme yin aura very much.

"The Sword Intent of Slashing Ridge and the Sea of ​​Fire!"

Yi Lin let out a loud roar, and with a loud bang, the long sword slashed out ten meters away from Zhang Yang.

The momentum was so great that the suppressed eight masters gasped a little, and their own energy tended to dissipate, especially the flames outside the body of the two Huoyuan warriors overflowed uncontrollably and were absorbed by the sword light that was cut out.

Wu Yu was extremely calm, her flames were much higher than those of all warriors, such oppression was useless against her.

"Hot legs!"

Zhang Yang roared, his left foot hit the ground, and his right foot kicked out in an instant. The shadows of his legs formed a huge flaming disk, resisting the flaming sword that fell from a distance.

The big flaming sword fell in front of Zhang Yang, and a bunch of small swords suddenly appeared, controlled by Yi Lin's mind, all stabbed in front of Zhang Yang, and collided with his flaming legs.

The fiery red flames also began to ignite around Zhang Yang. The flames lingered for ten meters, 20 meters, and expanded for a long time. It seemed to form a small sea of ​​fire, which was really like a prairie fire!

The flames ignited at a height of two to three meters, and Zhang Yang was already wrapped in the flames. He could only hear the sound of collisions inside, but no one could be seen.

Wu Yu felt that Zhang Yang's aura was unstable, and he didn't jump out, so he began to worry: "Idiot won't be cooked, right? Why didn't he come out? And his aura is decreasing!"

The eight masters also realized that Zhang Yang was in danger!

Holding the sword in one hand, Yi Lin controlled the flames of Liaoyuan, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Yi Feng nodded: "Xiao Lin's cultivation has improved again."