"The top magic power of the main vein of the western Xinjiang, the palm of Wanhua Tianshu."
A demon in Dizhou recognized Fu Dongliu's magic power at a glance. His mind tightened, and his body trembled subconsciously a few times. It seemed that he had a deep understanding before. It was estimated that he had been beaten by Fu Dongliu with this unique school.
"It's real as soon as it starts."
Everyone thought that the two of them would test each other at least, but they were so excited as soon as they came up.
"The battle between the strong must be done with all our strength, and do not give the other party any chance."
This is not a friendly competition, but a battle of dignity, which even poses a threat to life. Under such circumstances, whoever dares to relax his vigilance may be defeated.
Wanhua Tianshu is in the palm of the hand, and one thought transforms into all bodies.
Tens of thousands of Fu Dongliu's virtual shadows appeared in the void, and at the same time, he made the action of waving his hands up and down. The shadows appeared in his hands, and the space was distorted and deformed.
"Town!"
After a moment of patting, he raised his hand and patted it.
Tens of thousands of virtual shadows, like one, launched a huge golden palm seal to Chen Qingyuan.
There seems to be a star spinning around the palm, which contains extremely powerful power.
The dark abyss behind Fu Dongliu has become bigger, as if it has swallowed up a large area of void, which makes people dare not look directly and afraid.
Tens of thousands of palms came from different directions, which made Chen Qingyuan feel indescribable pressure. The space of his body began to collapse, "sneered" and even cracked hundreds of cracks.
Chen Qingyuan clenched the silver gun in both hands, without any timidity. He found the right time and planned to break through from a place.
"Rumble..."
In the blink of an eye, the palm slapped Chen Qingyuan, and the area burst directly, and countless miles turned into fragments. Dozens of huge black holes were formed in the starry sky, devouring the broken empty fragments.
Everyone can't see Chen Qingyuan for the time being. They can only see the terrible palm prints in the same position, causing a huge storm.
"This is to kill Chen Qingyuan!"
Zhong Tianjiao sweated coldly all over his body. If it were himself, I'm afraid it would be difficult to find a whole body.
The strength of the first person in Xijiang is so terrible.
While many people were still worried about Chen Qingyuan, a silver light broke through the encirclement of countless palm prints and shattered the darkness to the depths of the starry sky.
Subsequently, Chen Qingyuan came out with the silver light and killed the encirclement of the top magic power used by Fu Dongliu.
Although he was injured, he was not injured at all. It doesn't matter.
Chen Qingyuan did not hesitate at all. He held a silver long gun in his right hand and poked it in the air.
"Puff!"
A dazzling light popped out of the tip of the gun, and then turned into a virtual shadow of a hundred-foot silver gun, rushing to Fu Dongliu very quickly.
Fu Dongliu's face changed slightly and pointed out a finger.
The power of fingertips collided with the power of the silver gun, and the power of terror dispersed in all directions, making many people who watched the battle feel the pressure. The sense of suffocation came to their face, and the wind blew up the clothes.
The two fought against each other, and the situation was deadlocked for more than ten breaths.
Because Fu Dongliu did not prepare in advance, he gradually showed fatigue.
Chen Qingyuan took advantage of the situation to chase, and the spiritual power in his body rushed like the sea. He was added to the silver gun and roared: "Break!"
"Boom!"
Fu Dongliu's fingers were broken, and his body quickly fell to the rear, so as to open the distance and win further defense time for himself.
After a few breaths, Chen Qingyuan had approached the door, which forced Fu Dongliu to stop casting spells and hurriedly formed a huge square shield in front of him, hoping to withstand the attack.
"Bang--"
The next moment, there was a loud noise, and the square shield struggled a little and broke.
Although the shield was broken, it bought a little time for Fu Dongliu and flashed into another void.
Therefore, Chen Qingyuan broke through the shield, could only reduce part of the silver gun, and turned to the direction of the attack.
"This guy, don't forgive me!"
Fu Dongliu had no chance to breathe, so he had to retreat and defend.
The two sides fought for ten rounds, which exhausted Chen Qingyuan's momentum.
The Wanhua Tianshu palm just launched by Fu Dongliu believed that Chen Qingyuan would definitely be damaged even if he could withstand it. He didn't expect that Chen Qingyuan would break the situation in this way, so he was careless and failed to defend in time, and was slightly at a lower price.
Seeing the strength of Chen Qingyuan, Fu Dongliu did not dare to despise him any more. The next battle will be fully prepared and devote himself to what he has learned.
"Come again!"
Fu Dongliu took out another top-quality spiritual vein and used a unique secret technique to quickly refine the spiritual vein, and condensed tens of thousands of knife light in front of him.
Then, he gently waved his sleeves.
Thousands of knives came down like rain, locking Chen Qingyuan, chilling and tearing the sky.
The knife flashed, and the long gun swept across.
Chen Qingyuan was absorbed, dancing with long guns in both hands, and used various moves, such as pricking, stabbing, entangling, dancing flowers, picking, etc., smashing all the knife light that was about to fall on his body.
No matter how tight the defense is, there will always be times of negligence.
Fu Dongliu manipulated tens of thousands of knives and attacked from all directions. He found a slight flaw in Chen Qingyuan. His right index finger moved slightly and lowered the decree: "Go!"
An inconspicuous knife light suddenly came from Chen Qingyuan's body and burst out an fricing power, as powerful as broken bamboo and as fast as lightning.
Chen Qingyuan found the knife light under him, but at this moment he was entangled by the knife light from other directions and could not deal with it at the first time.
At the critical moment, Chen Qingyuan could only move his body as much as possible, and his thoughts stimulated the spiritual power in his body, forming a relatively hard protective mysterious world under him.
Fu Dongliu finally found a flaw in Chen Qingyuan. How could he let Chen Qingyuan withstand it so easily?
This knife contains most of the power of the ten thousand knives. It has just been hidden in the shadow of the knife, waiting for the opportunity.
"Bang!"
The knife light directly pierced the mysterious world of body protection under Chen Qingyuan, making his face change sharply. He hurriedly turned sideways and adjusted the position of the silver gun, and wanted to use the tail of the gun to resist.
However, even if Chen Qingyuan reacted, he could not stop the attack.
When Dao Mang was about to cut off Chen Qingyuan's left leg, the tail of the silver gun shook, forcing the knife mang to change its direction slightly, close to the silver gun, making a "miso" sound, and there was a flash of fire.
Wh!
With a flash of cold light, a huge opening appeared in Chen Qingyuan's left leg, about a foot long, and a piece of flesh and blood was cut off, revealing some white bones, which was extremely frightening.
Chen Qingyuan now has spare time and strength. He tried his best to beat this knife and let the crisis be resolved for the time being.
He looked down at the injury on his left leg, and his left hand was pointed at the position of the wound, so that the blood no longer flowed, so that the injury did not worsen.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
Subsequently, Chen Qingyuan no longer cared about skin trauma and planned to attack as a defense, fly or break the countless knives that attacked, and kept approaching Fu Dongliu.