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Sheng Ren did not feel the accident, thinking that all of this is reasonable.

He had played against Lin Yun, and naturally knew the horror of Lin Yun's power.

Even if the gimmick is famous for brute force, I am afraid it is difficult to compare with Lin Yun in the field of power.

However, at this time, even if the **** was repelled, Lin Yun still seemed a little dissatisfied.

When Lin Yun frowned, he said coldly, "You'd better take out your strongest strength."

With just one punch, Lin Yun felt it, and the **** was not exhausted.

As soon as Lin Yun's voice fell, a huge figure emerged from the area where the **** had just sunk.

"Okay! In this case, who is more powerful than one to one!" I saw the gimmick at the moment, its form completely changed.

He turned into a three-meter-tall giant with an ancient green tattoo all over him.

On his back, he was carrying a hard turtle shell, and it seemed that even his head was no different from the turtle's skull.

"Appeared!"

"A **** shape of a hoe!"

"In this form, the speed and power of the old tortoise have both increased exponentially, and its power is very scary!"

Even without these people saying, Lin Yun can clearly feel the changes after the gimmicks started this pattern.

With Lin Yun's current state of consciousness, he can clearly see the meridians in the whole body of the hoe.

"It's not just black turtle ... it seems to contain a hint of basalt blood!"

Lin Yun saw the details at a glance. The steamed buns in front of him also contained a weak basaltic vein.

Although the martial arts soul of the gimmick is only the sky-level martial arts soul, however, if you can find the true basalt blood, and exchange blood for the blood, the martial arts soul of the gimmick can also be promoted to the holy martial spirit.

However, this trace of basalt blood is too weak!

"Interesting! Now that you can see it, take my punch!" After hearing Lin Yun's words, he scratched his head and laughed.

He adored and laughed at Lin Yun's daring to blame him.

In his opinion, with his martial spirit power, in the half-step martial sacred realm, few people could shake him at all. He did not believe that the boy in front of him would be one of those few people.

"Xuanguiquan!" The figure of the **** was skyrocketing, and a huge black turtle ghost appeared behind it, breaking the void directly, and punched toward Lin Yun.

As soon as the voice fell, Lin Yun heard a strong wind tear between his ears, and the air exploded.

Suddenly, a fist as huge as a mountain peak appeared in front of himself, and the terrible fist wind stimulated Lin Yun's eyebrows in pain.

This fist seems to be simple and unobtrusive, but it is actually as heavy as a mountain. It is the most powerful fist Lin Yun has seen in the half-step martial arts realm.

However, at this moment, Lin Yun raised his corner of his mouth, and a sudden frenzy of war was rising in his heart.

Lin Yun did not hesitate to climb the blood of the true dragon and giant in his body to the top, and the body responded naturally, and also hit a **** with a punch.

Both men completely gave up their defenses, and just wanted to win a victory or defeat in pure power.

boom--!

There was a loud noise and the wind was soaring.

Suddenly, the sea area centered on the two of them, the sea level within 100 meters of the circle fell by as much as ten meters.

The waves, layer after layer, spread out in all directions, as if struck by the coast on the coast.

At this moment, everyone on the central island felt a wave of violent earthquakes coming from their feet.

Even at a distance of several kilometers, they can still clearly feel that two terrible forces are confronting each other.

"It's terrible ... The power of one punch lasted for almost a few minutes!" Lingmeng swallowed a sip of water, stunned and a little shocked.

The rest of the island owners also became cloudy.

In their cognition, indeed, in terms of power alone, their major island owners are not opponents of gimmicks.

But now, Lin Yun can compare with the hoe, and instead of falling down, just one punch will create a thousand layers of waves.

"Not a punch!" But one person at the scene saw the details.

Even now, when dozens of meters of waves roll up, and they completely hide the figures of Lin Yun and Hoe, everyone can only see two ghost images slightly.

However, Shengren is already a first-class martial arts saint, and he can see through the situation after that huge wave.

"Holy Island Lord, what isn't a punch?" Qian Bei asked a little puzzled, and everyone else turned around.

"Lord Zong and the old tortoise, their fists didn't stop at all for a moment."

"They have hit hundreds of punches in just one second."

"In Lin Zong's subject, there is the purest true dragon blood. In terms of strength alone, the old turtle is not his opponent!" Sheng Ren explained with a smile.

After listening to the words of Shengren, everyone's face looked shocked.

They could not imagine that the gimmick with the blood of a thousand years of tortoises, the gimmick with near-perverted strength and defensive power, Lin Yun could even be equal in the half-step martial realm!

"Flat?" Shengren shook his head and said with a straight face, "This battle is almost over."

Before everyone was shocked, Sheng Ren's voice had just fallen, and the tens of meters of waves suddenly fell, stirring up layers of waves and beating the coast.

At the same time, everyone saw the two terrifying figures above the sea, confronting each other with invincible brute force.

The two punched out again, Lin Yun just flickered slightly, but the figure of the **** was turned into an afterimage in an instant, flying backwards at ten times the speed of sound.

After flying nearly a kilometer upside down, the huge body of the **** was fixed in the air, and at an incredible angle, his feet slammed into the void, and two white fog burst out, again toward the forest. Clouds struck.

"Xuanwu's blood is just a trace, and can have such power! Sure enough, it's interesting!" Lin Yun glanced at his fist, and looked at the **** like a meteor in the distance.

"It's just a thousand punches! Come again!" The **** was heavy and he never thought that his own power would be suppressed by Lin Yun!

But now Lin Yun's breath is really only half-step martial arts. In the field of half-step martial arts, the battle of gimmicks in brute force has never been lost.

Lin Yun's face didn't change color, he clenched his fist, the golden light on his fist flickered, the flames were entangled, and with an invincible breath that was destroying and dying, he once again blasted out toward the front.