After devouring Lu Zhenyang, the Gangfeng Wild Dragon became more and more demonic, flipping back and forth in the ring, every wisp of Gangfeng was like an indestructible steel knife, constantly cutting, and the air was full of the sound of bones cracking.
After about a few breaths, the wind around Li Zhihuan gradually dissipated, revealing his slightly young, but unparalleled heroic posture.
The corners of his mouth chuckled, and with a move of his right hand, the reckless Gangfeng dragon turned around at the other end of the ring, turned into a small tornado, and stopped in the palm of his hand.
"Lingshan Lu Zhenyang?"
Li Zhihuan swept the tornado, with disdain on his face, "That's just it." ” I don't know how terrifying that tornado was, but I could feel it just by the chilling wind that came out of it, and it was definitely not a force that anyone could compete with flesh and blood.
Even if it is a yang god, under this kind of power, it is more than auspicious.
A little black mangs rose from the bottom of the tornado, like a goldfish caught in the whirlpool, shaking its body and trying to struggle, but how could that small body be the opponent of the whirlpool?
Its struggle is nothing more than the unwillingness before death.
As soon as he reunited with his son, he witnessed his life in danger, and the blood on Lu Cheng's face disappeared in an instant.
After a moment of silence, he finally couldn't hold back, and took two steps forward, attracting Zhenyuan.
He ignored Luo Tiandajiao's rules of the game, and didn't care whether he was an opponent or not, and wanted to rescue Lu Zhenyang from Li Zhihuan.
Raise the power of the seal Heavenly Master and compete with the Yang God Heavenly Master......
This kind of behavior can only be described as stupid.
But looking at his movements, I felt a trace of unbearability in my heart.
Maybe it's because of the Lu family, I can't help but remember that when Lu Zi'an killed me, my father, like Lu Chengyi at this time, did not hesitate to stand opposite the Heavenly Master with a mortal body holding a hoe high for the sake of his own children......
The father's love in the world is probably like this, like my father is to me, like Wang Kun is to little Wang Li.
The Lu family deserves to die, but in my heart, it shouldn't be like this.
Luo Tian Dabi has its own rules, and I, as the person invited by Wang Can to help the boxer, it is impossible for me to break the rules, so even if I can't bear it in my heart, I can only sigh from afar.
Wang Can seemed to see my thoughts, and persuaded with a chuckle, "Why is the saint sighing?
Lu Zhenyang is dead, but it is a great thing for us. ” Hearing this, I shook my head with a wry smile.
Lu Zhenyang's death is indeed a good thing for me.
But I sighed not for him, but just for Lu Chengyi's licking of the calf.
I couldn't say anything to Wang Can, so I didn't speak, and looked at the ring again.
I didn't stop Lu Chengyi, but someone else did it at this time.
At the moment when Lu Chengyi was about to make a move, Lu Chengping on the side reached out and grabbed his arm, and persuaded loudly, "Big brother, the battle between the Yang God Heavenly Masters is no longer something we can control.
Family is important......
We're still waiting, if Zhenyang fails, we still have to guarantee to win the other two games. ” "Family ......"
Lu Chengyi muttered in his mouth, the clenched fist was brewed several times, but it still didn't swing out after all.
Seeing that Lu Chengyi regained his composure, Lu Chengping breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Li Zhihuan and bowed his hand, and was about to say something, but his expression suddenly froze, and a fine light bloomed under his eyes.
I hurriedly turned my gaze and looked in the direction of Lee Zhihuan.
I saw that in that tornado, the black light that had long disappeared appeared again, flashing and extinguishing in the majestic true element, but in just a few breaths, it was as bright as a fireball.
The disdain on Li Zhihuan's face suddenly retracted, his brows furrowed slightly, and he mobilized the true yuan of his whole body and sent it to the tornado continuously.
Obviously, Lu Zhenyang did not sit still, but began to fight back.
Li Zhihuan's speed of carrying the true yuan was very fast, but Lu Zhenyang's black mang turned into was faster, and taking advantage of the gap between Li Zhihuan's carrying the true yuan, the black mang went against the dragon scroll and rushed towards Li Zhihuan's palm.
That crazy energy dyed the entire tornado black.
Li Zhihuan's face became struggling, and the disdain on his face was nowhere to be found.
Wang Can stood up from my side abruptly and said in a lost voice, "How can this be?
” Looking at his appearance, he was a little more anxious than Li Zhihuan.
The result of the competition naturally cannot be carried out according to Wang Can's wishes.
In fact, just as I originally thought, Lu Zhenyang's strength is by no means inferior to Li Zhihuan, even if he unexpectedly chooses to resist Li Zhihuan's True Yuan Tornado with his physical body, he can still break it with brute force.
Li Zhihuan screamed, and the tornado in his right hand suddenly lost control and escaped from his palm.
A pitch-black tornado spun faster and faster in the ring, getting bigger and bigger, but it took a few breaths to cover the entire field.
Li Zhihuan shrank in place, ignoring that Lu Zhenyang was about to get out of the predicament, just holding his right hand and letting Lu Zhenyang do his best.
The result of the competition between the two largely determined the century-old luck of the family behind them, and there was absolutely no room to keep their hands.
Li Zhihuan chose to stop at this time, it is impossible to show mercy, the only possibility is that he has no spare strength.
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The moment Lu Zhenyang broke free, most of them had already abolished his right hand.
The spinning tornado froze slightly, and then drifted away in an instant.
Lu Zhenyang's crippled and ugly body also appeared.
After the tornado dispersed, I finally saw the situation of Lee Zhihuan clearly.
He was even more embarrassed than I had thought, and the palm of his right hand was no longer flesh and blood, replaced by a hollow the size of a baby's fist.
I was surprised by Lu Zhenyang's fierceness, but Lu Zhenyang didn't care, he grabbed his right hand, and the elegant Gangfeng converged towards his palm, and suddenly turned into a pitch-black Gangfeng dragon.
I just glanced at it, and I was secretly frightened.
His long dragon is many times stronger than the tornado that Li Zhihuan's previous True Yuan gathered.
The long dragon jumped up in the wind, almost blocking the sun in the sky, and the light in the entire venue was stagnant, and almost everyone tasted the rich blood, even through the barrier in the ring, it gave people a feeling of suffocation full of pressure.
Lu Zhenyang Shi Ran stood under the blood-colored dragon, a pitch-black cloak without wind, and the black mask on his face was gloomy like a piece of 10,000-year-old ice.
He put his hands behind his back, with a condescending momentum, "Thirty-six small cave heavens?
But that's it!
” Li Zhihuan used to laugh at him, and Lu Zhenyang returned it as it was.
The difference is that he didn't mention Li Zhihuan's name, or even the name of Taishan Dongtian, as if he didn't pay attention to it at all.
I looked at Lu Zhenyang's fierce momentum, and my expression was extremely solemn.
The current Lu Zhenyang is completely different from before.
In the past, he was like a clown jumping off the beam, with a cruel, extreme, and naïve personality.
And now he is domineering in just a few words.
The crowd watching around the ring, no one dared to laugh at Lu Zhenyang's embarrassment of being ridden by a unicorn, and no one would think that Lu Zhenyang's physical resistance to the Gang Qi tornado was a stupid move.
From beginning to end, the initiative of this competition has never been controlled by Li Zhihuan, even if he once controlled Lu Zhenyang's life and death, it was just an illusion that Lu Zhenyang deliberately showed weakness.
From the beginning, Lu Zhenyang was in control of the overall situation.
I looked at the people on the viewing platform, and their eyes at Lu Zhenyang changed from their previous mockery, but with a little palpitations and happiness, as if they were glad that they didn't meet this madman.
At this time, Li Zhihuan in the ring, his pale face finally recovered a little blood, and he should be recovering from his injuries with the power of True Yuan.
And the two elders of the division who accompanied him seemed to want to come forward to help, but they were stopped by him.
Li Zhihuan slowly raised his head, stared at Lu Zhenyang and smiled miserably, and said, "What a Lingshan Lu Zhenyang!"
I underestimated you just now, summoning your Heavenly Master Yang God, and there will be an upright competition between you and me!
” Upright?
I shook my head and smiled, sure enough, he was a young genius in the blessed land......
The rivers and lakes are sinister, especially in this ring where life is fighting, who will be upright with you?
What's more, he is still facing Lu Zhenyang, who is as venomous as a poisonous snake, and his consistent style is not dignified.
"Dignified?"
Lu Zhenyang really sneered contemptuously as I thought, except for the four words of the rhetorical question, he didn't even answer, and directly raised his dry right hand and made a slight move.
Without waiting for Li Zhihuan to react, the long black dragon went straight to him.
Gangfeng Changlong straightened his waist and swiped past Lu Zhenyang's ear, the whole movement looked slow, but in the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of Li Zhihuan.
A mouthful, swallowed him directly.
Even if he has already fought with Lu Zhenyang, a madman who does not play cards according to common sense, Li Zhihuan is still a little difficult to deal with again.
Before being devoured by the Gangfeng Dragon, I clearly saw that he was holding a handprint in his hand, and his speed was already extremely fast, but he still couldn't dodge Lu Zhenyang's second round of surprise attacks.
Li Zhihuan had just broken through to the late stage of the Yang God Heavenly Master, and the Gangfeng Wild Dragon was unstoppable in his hands.
Now, the wild dragon has fallen into the hands of Lu Zhenyang, who is strong and strong, and he has displayed it, and his power is even stronger.
The wild dragon hovered over the ring, and let out a few faint roars, as if he was shouting about something, and the meaning of his eyes was more than that of Lu Zhenyang.
After a few breaths, as Lu Zhenyang gently lowered his right hand hanging in the air, the Gangfeng Wild Dragon then sank its head and spit out Li Zhihuan.
By this time, he had already passed out, and fell straight to the ground like a broken sack.
By this time, the outcome of the fight was very clear.
I thought that Lu Zhenyang would be more restrained, but I never thought that he looked around the ring, stretched out his hand, and the Gangfeng Wild Dragon actually circled around the ring and pounced straight towards the viewing platform.
Although there is a barrier of Luo Tian Dajiao, the impact of this scene is extremely great, even I can't help but change color, and what's more, I have subconsciously summoned the Yang God Seal to block it.
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The dragon did not make it to the viewing platform, but slammed into the barrier, turning into a bright light before dissipating into nothingness.
Wang Can stood beside me, the seal of the Heavenly Master condensed with the four big characters of "Holy Spirit Commander" suspended above his head, and his face was terrifyingly solemn.
I know what he's worried about, because what he's worried about is what I'm worried about.