Liu Zhengyang has been honing his marksmanship for some time recently, and the most difficult thing to control marksmanship is undoubtedly accuracy.

Facing the murderous intent that came with the wind and snow, Liu Zhengyang didn't panic, the blood dragon spear in his hand shook lightly, and then began to stab the wind and snow quickly.

And when he touched those wind blades, feeling the weird sensation that wind blades and ice and snow brought to him, Liu Zhengyang understood the skill of the blue monarch.

wind!

Although I don't know what kind of exercises the Blue Monarch is practicing, there is no doubt that this kind of exercise is a top-level exercise, otherwise it will not allow the Blue Monarch to cultivate to the realm of Daoyuan.

Compared with the attack of the wind blade, the ice and snow, the coldness is like a number.

If it is someone else, the coldness will naturally slow down the person's reaction speed. Coupled with a sharp wind blade, it can be said that it is a complementary attack method.

In particular, the cold air itself carries a cold wind, and the wind blade is wrapped in it, making it more secretive.

But it is a pity that Liu Zhengyang is not an ordinary person.

The spear in his hand rose faster and faster, and finally formed a red mask to tightly wrap him.

The red is naturally the color of the blood dragon spear waving, and under the blood dragon spear, all the attacks around Liu Zhengyang's body were shattered.

"I want to see how long you can hold on!"

How long does it last?

Liu Zhengyang really didn't consider this issue.

When practicing marksmanship, Liu Zhengyang always felt a little tasteless, but the difference was that there was no sense of urgency!

After all, he was only cultivating on his own, even if he occasionally found Venerable Changjian for discussion, but both sides had reserved hands, which naturally had a limit to improvement.

Only when fighting, a person's energy and concentration will reach the ultimate state.

It is also in this state that the thinking about combat will become more and more focused.

This is why Liu Zhengyang likes to think in battle.

As the spear intent continued to burst out, Liu Zhengyang's mind suddenly remembered the process of condensing the Dao Yin in his body.

The flame burned out, and then the plant essence energy he was most familiar with, and they all had a familiar feeling to Liu Zhengyang in the process of condensation.

skilled!

Although the flame appeared quite abrupt, the seal was still accumulated over a long period of time, and it was definitely not made out of thin air.

Needless to say the essence of vegetation energy.

It was almost the earliest energy to accompany Liu Zhengyang.

Familiar scenes began to emerge in his mind. Under such circumstances, the spear in Liu Zhengyang's hand also began to change.

The gun intent gradually condensed.

The scenes of previous training began to appear in Liu Zhengyang's mind over and over again.

And above his body, a mess of lines began to outline out of thin air.

The Canglan Monarch was stunned, and even forgot to increase his attack.

"Damn it! This is impossible!"

He couldn't know what Liu Zhengyang was doing! He is sketching the Dao Yin!

The third seal!

This is so that the strong combination of the chosen people and the chosen people will not happen like this, right!

To outline the Dao Yin in the battle, this is a naked contempt for him!

"You are too mad! See how I ruined you!"

The Canglan Monarch let out an angry roar, and then let go of his hand and rushed directly above Liu Zhengyang's head.