Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

The punch hit Zhen Shifang's forehead, but it was an illusion. He seized the opportunity and raised his head back, while changing his position. He grabbed the Dragon King's wrist with his right hand and threw him into the sky with a sudden force.

Bai Yu quickly adjusted his body shape in mid-air, stepped his legs on the top of the dragon tomb, and exerted force again. Like a giant pinball, after accumulating enough elastic potential energy, he suddenly hit back, faster than when he went.

Collision again.

In the blink of an eye, the battle lasted more than ten moves.

Zhen Shifang was knocked out of the ancestral hall. The already dilapidated Longxiang Ancestral Hall had several beams broken again, and it collapsed and cracked. The flame of the overturned longevity lamp ignited along with the flowing lamp oil.

In the midst of the flames, the devil-like Dragon King suppressed his emotions and stared at the rare villain across the flames.

Zhen Shifang knew that he could not escape easily today, so he silently rolled up his sleeves, exposing his arms, and then shook his left and right hands, and two arms, one gold and one black, grew out from his shoulders and armpits again.

This is the six-armed Dharma image of gods and demons.

The various bloodlines he absorbed also included the bloodlines of ancient gods and the ancestral demons. He integrated both into his body, and after absorbing the Asura bloodline of India, he formed this unique six-armed form of gods and demons.

He took a deep breath and said, "No matter who you are, no one can stop me today!"

"I have already said so."

"Till death!"

The Dragon King walked out of the ancestral hall with his head held high and looked at the starry night again.

Perhaps before he died he never thought that one day he would be able to walk out of this lifeless place.

Even if the rest of my life is only a moment, I should die heroically.

Don't go gentle into that good night.

It should be noted that: Generally speaking, things will make noise if they are not in balance.

The anger in his heart was finally relieved.

The breath was exhaled, shaking heaven and earth.

The Dragon King rose from the ground and soared into the sky.

——The wind rises and the dragon flies!

Chapter 395 No more injustice, no regrets for lovers

Zhen Shifang's true strength is already at the late fourth level.

As early as twenty years ago, he was not far from the fifth level.

Long Buping at his peak was at the fourth level.

Therefore, this battle was an absolute fourth-level battle, and it was also the most talked-about battle in Daxia... the battle between masters.

The difference in destructive power between the third and fourth levels is like the difference between heaven and earth.

Most extraordinary people will never reach the fourth level in their entire lives;

Among the millions of fourth-level people, only one or two lucky ones can cross the dragon gate and become a saint.

From the third level to the fourth level, and from the fourth level to the fifth level, both are rare.

The battle between saints is no longer something that ordinary people can see.

The battle between fourth-level masters is the limit of what ordinary people can see and understand. It shakes the earth and destroys cities and strongholds. This extreme of human martial power is still within the scope of cognition.

Being able to burn mountains and boil seas, shatter the void, uproot the Five Mountains and shake Kunlun is something that ordinary people cannot see or understand.

A battle between two great masters is extremely rare in the past fifty years, not to mention that this one is a true fight of life and death.

As Bai Yu was on standby directly inside Long Buping's body, he had almost no chance to intervene and could only entrust Long Buping to fight fully automatically.

He was like a spectator, watching the battle from the sidelines, but he was also able to touch the machine for fun and gain insights into this realm from the battle between the peak fourth-order heroes.

Experiences have already begun to be shared.

Long Buping has no weapons. Most of the dragons do not use weapons. They have the best physiques in the world and do not need to train their physiques like the extraordinary ones. They start with the advanced dragon blood body refining technique and can enter the extraordinary realm when they reach adulthood. Therefore, few people use weapons and most of them rely on their own physiques.

The same goes for the Overlord.

Zhen Shifang is already an expert in fists and feet, and the six-armed Dharma image has proven that he has more fists and is more advantageous in close combat.

But is this really the case?

The moment Long Buping raised his hand, his fist had not yet arrived, but the momentum had already arrived - the peak of the fourth level can be said to be the pinnacle of human martial arts. Even if his every move is ordinary, the murderous intent hidden beneath this ordinariness should not be underestimated.

The punch that landed was like a huge rock falling on his head. Zhen Shifang held up his six arms to withstand the blow, but he was still smashed into the ground, and a hole with a diameter of ten meters appeared on the ground.

He freed his two hands and lifted a large piece of rock from the ground. It was the foundation of an entire house. He didn't know how much it weighed, probably at least dozens of tons, but it was thrown into the sky like a basketball.

The huge rock at the foundation stopped in mid-air. The Dragon King clenched his five fingers, and the rock collapsed and shattered into countless pieces of gravel. Each piece of stone was connected by an invisible energy, and a unique force field and potential energy allowed it to float without falling.

The next moment, a black light came.

Zhen Shifang smashed directly into the force field where countless stones were suspended. He exerted force with all three arms of his right hand at the same time. The golden, copper and black arms burst out with three completely different energy fluctuations. The special nature of his bloodline allowed him to store and transform multiple energies at the same time without harming himself.

When the punch landed, there was an explosive aftermath, and a dazzling fuel-air bomb rose in the air.

This attack was quite powerful, but unfortunately it was too immature.

Zhen Shifang is currently in his early thirties at most.

Long Buping lived for more than a hundred years. Compared with ordinary people, his life was very long and almost everyone had forgotten his existence. However, the title of Supreme Elder was not based on who lived longer, but on his strength. During the nearly two hundred years that he lived, ever since he left Longxiang and traveled to Daxia, he was the one who protected the peace here.

Zhen Shifang is extremely talented, but he is ultimately a young man who has gone astray.

Even if the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front of them, we still have to see whose name is written on the waves in front of us and whether they can shake Yueyang City.

Long Buping pressed down with his right hand and clenched his fingers. The huge rocks shattered and scattered, then suddenly gathered together and converged towards the center, becoming a cage to suppress the ten directions.

The six arms of the god and demon supported the force field that was compressed towards the center.

Feeling the pressure from his palm, Long Buping said coldly, "How dare you hide your incompetence!"

"Suppress me!"

The boulders gathered towards the center and took shape.

Zhen Shifang was submerged in rocks, and the original stone, more than ten meters high, was suspended in the air, like a star-shattering move.

But the next moment, it began to rotate clockwise, and a violent sound like a war drum came from inside.

In just ten breaths, a crack appeared, and then the crack opened, like a black light emerging from a pried-open walnut.

Zhen Shifang's body was ignited with fierce arrogance, and the master's state of mind had been opened.

It is said that there is a god above your head. For a master, the god is himself.

Just like the phantom of the dragon vein summoned by Long Jianquan when he first entered the fourth level, the illusory picture that appeared behind Zhen Shifang at this time included birds and beasts, gods, humans, demons and monsters. The existences included in these pictures were magnificent, but without exception, they walked with their heads down or dared not look directly at the only existence, bowing their heads in worship.

A true master fully awakens the master's artistic conception, and the picture behind it is the true reflection of his inner self.

The state of mind of the Grandmaster who suppressed all the ten directions was called 'Badao Fengyue'. He absorbed countless bloodlines and used them for his own benefit. He did not hesitate to trample on all the rules of the world. He practiced the tyranny of human beings to the extreme.

Eat everything and strengthen yourself.

Zhen Shifang's six arms faced the center, and infinite strength gathered in the palm of his hand, determined to fight for a way out.

Long Buping responded indifferently, and the master's artistic conception unfolded.

His picture is his life.

Feeling aggrieved, he should have found it difficult to reach the Grandmaster realm, so he dedicated everything to Longxiang and thus expressed his affection for the mountains and rivers.

Every blade of grass and every tree in his hometown represents his artistic conception.

Long Buping raised his arm, and the sea around Longxiang suddenly rioted. The sea water was turbulent, and a huge tornado broke out of the sea. The water leaving the sea surface turned into a tornado and soared into the sky, like a green dragon.

The Azure Dragon soared into the sky, flew sideways, and crashed into Zhen Shifang in mid-air.

At the peak of the fourth level, a master of his generation, he used the power of heaven and earth for his own benefit.

There were once Vajra warriors who moved mountains and destroyed cities, and there were also swordsmen who came from the west with a sword that chilled the fourteen states.

The commotion caused by Qinglong going out to sea was truly massive, and he was at the pinnacle of mastery.

It passed across the sky, right above Long Buping's head, as if he was carrying a river wave on one shoulder.

At the same time, Zhen Shifang's accumulation of strength has also ended. His myriad strengths are melted into one furnace. He steps on the ground with his toes and confronts the enemy head-on.

With a push of the six arms, the magnificent energy faced the Azure Dragon going out to sea. When the two touched, the front end exploded directly, and the sea water exploded into countless water curtains.

The flowing water and the罡气 continuously counteracted each other, and it seemed as if this collision would never come to an end.

However, the rate of consumption of Azure Dragon was obviously faster, and the continuously rotating energy of Qi became even more vast.

Although the sea water is inexhaustible, Zhen Shifang's foundation is much deeper. He pushed forward directly, and even made further progress, continuously advancing forward, compressing the hundred-foot green dragon to ninety, eighty, and seventy feet. The huge green dragon continued to shrink, and the splashing sea water spread in all directions.

It's not that there is a gap in the realm of the two, but that Zhen Shifang condensed his strength too thoroughly. He skillfully concentrated his strength on one point and broke through Long Buping's vast momentum, like running water pushing a rotating stone, constantly wearing away its original strength.

As one grows stronger, the other declines. Long Buping has shown signs of decline, and Zhen Shifang has also lived up to the saying that the young are to be feared.

But the two sides are not competing in a competition, but a life-and-death struggle in which one side is destined to lose.

Long Buping would never admit defeat. He was still holding on to his breath!

His Grandmaster realm had already reached its limit, and he would never have the chance to reach the fifth level in his lifetime.

However, good times will come after bad times. With the venting of his grievances today, his master's artistic conception will be able to revive.

The artistic conception of this long-dead master is actually going to be added to!

In the artistic conception, a green dragon roaring towards the sky quietly appeared.

A hundred years of injustice, listen to the dragon's roar tomorrow.

Long Buping shouted loudly: "God is above!"

Boom——!

thunder.

Qinglong has reached its limit when going out to sea.

But what if there is one more dragon?

The sound of thunder is the sound of injustice.

A huge thunder dragon descended from the sky, and lightning poured into the body of the Azure Dragon, and the two dragons merged into one.

No matter how smoothly Zhen Shifang tried to attenuate the situation, he was ultimately unable to do so and lost control.

It was bitten by two dragons and thrown to the ground, disappeared on the ground, and then drilled out of the ground and rushed into the sky.

Even if Zhen Shifang tried to break free, he was still chased and bitten. This pursuit seemed endless and would not stop.

Finally, Zhen Shifang revealed his last trump card. He flicked his sleeves, took out the Fang Tian Hua Ji, and chopped head-on at the long dragon formed by the confluence of thunder and water. Only then did he stop the decline and get a chance to catch his breath.

It's not that he is not good at using weapons, but he is hiding his weaknesses and not using them.

He is a cold but cautious man.

Zhen Shifang had just gotten rid of the entanglement when Long Buping fell from the sky and continued to chase him relentlessly.

The right hand hit his forehead, causing it to crack and blood to gush out. The next moment, he was hit in the chest and flew backwards for dozens of meters, inserting his weapon into the ground to cushion the force. Blood with a little bit of dark golden color spilled into the gully on the ground.

They chased and beat him all the way, blood splattered and bones broken.

It just so happens that Zhen Shifang has an excellent recovery ability. A minor injury can be recovered in three breaths, and a broken bone can be repaired in just ten breaths.

No one knows how many bloodlines he has fused, and he has almost no weaknesses.

After realizing that he could not win after all, Zhen Shifang gave up his original plan to evacuate.

He had originally planned to go to Daxia, but now the road was blocked. His eyes were wandering, and after another heavy blow, his lungs were injured. He coughed up dirty blood mixed with flesh and blood, and then made a decision.

Choose to take Long Buping's attack head-on.

He gambled that he would not die after this blow.

He succeeded.

After a relentless pursuit, he turned and headed for the sea.

There is a dead tide on the sea and sea beasts under the sea. Taking this route is undoubtedly a life-or-death journey.

But if you don't take this path, you will definitely die.

Before leaving, Zhen Shifang took a deep look at the old Dragon King who was roaring in thunder.