2309 suddenly! In the eyes of Ren Tiankuo, the golden flame swelled up, and one foot took the place, and the ground moved to the mountain, as if the entire lying pine was directly collapsed! Ren Tiankuo practiced boxing, and his melee martial arts made his physical quality more than most sword repairs.

Plus the five-jawed golden dragon blood has been in the long years, the real integration, the body is more overbearing! When it reappeared, Ren Tiankuo was already in front of Ye Fan, a simple and rude dragon punch, like a mad dragon screaming out to sea! ! Ye Fan had expected it, but he was a little surprised by the speed of this moment.

The swordsmanship moves, and the nine-handed flying swords gather in front of them, presenting a sword shield shape! Although it seems to be thin and many, compared to the thousands of flying swords of the Shield of the Shield, the nine swords are only facing one opponent's strike, but the effect is not reduced at all.

On the contrary, because Ye Fan is more focused on defense, the nine swords are overlapped and the resistance is even stronger! "boom!!"

The nine swords trembled! Ye Fan’s heart glimpsed, only feeling a smashing fist, and even directly suppressed his sword! ?

Subsequently, nine swords were forced to give way, and the fists followed! Ye Fan rushed back and flew back, Kankan sideways avoided the boxing, and the sword pointed a wave, and the nine swords shot toward Ren Tiankuo! Nine flying swords look like nine beams, so fast that you can't see the body of the sword! Ren Tiankuo did not evade, even did not use the dragon blood armor, the double fist slammed into a collision, a fist box turned into a scorpion shield, a golden aperture suddenly opened! "Batian Boxing, Panlongzhu!"

The golden dragon on the two arms is like alive, and he is circling around him! When Ye Fan’s flying sword arrived at Ren Tiankuo’s body, it was like hitting the iron wall on the iron wall! "The sword is Xuanqi, but unfortunately, the power is too weak!"

Ren Tiankuo’s voice fell, and once again he launched an assault on Ye Fan. One step went, and the blink of an eye came to Ye Fan! However, the speed of Ye Fan is not slow, and while the imperial guards the layers of the flying sword, while pondering the meaning of this wide-ranging boxing, what is the situation.

"Through the distance, take advantage of the sword, attack my fists and disadvantages?"

Ren Tiankuo laughed and laughed. Huoran’s foot was steady, and the figure fluttered toward Ye Fan. The two fists were like two long guns pierced by madness. The intensive boxing shadow was completely out of the way of human beings.

"Awesome!!"

The countless number of fists of the road turned into a huge golden fist shadow. Even if it was separated by more than 100 meters, the power of the boxing spirit did not weaken at all, but the coverage was huge! Ye Fan’s nine flying swords couldn’t be connected at all, and they were beaten up and down, and they were scattered! Ye Fan finally realized that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly summoned the black giant sword, relying on his own bodyguard sword, forcibly resisting! "Hey!!-" The intensive fist hits the giant sword of Ye Fan, and the golden ripples are stirred up, as if the sky is falling! The horrible boxing and sword-like collisions and pressures make young people standing in front of hundreds of meters feel **** and uncomfortable! "This is the emperor's sword and boxing!?

This ... such a master, not flying up! ? ”

Someone sent out emotions.

"The boxing of Ren Tiankuo's ancestors is actually pressing the sword of the sword god!"

It seems that the sword is not the only leader! ”

Yao Xingzhi lamented.

"Sword is really the first to kill, but it depends on the degree of mastery, and ... they have not done their best, can not make conclusions in advance", Ye Hongxue.

"This... this is not all done?"

! ”

The elders were shocked.

The battle in front of them has already made them feel suffocated! Ling Yanjiu laughed: "Little guys, what are you thinking about! This is just a temptation!"

Everyone **** in the cool air, and the wind clears and squints and looks at God.

The flowers fell small and two small handkerchiefs clenched their fists, biting their lips nervously, and looked at their master with concern.

As for the Ye Hao Ma and the sword god, the little girl has no way to think about it.

In the passive Ye Fan, then I was thinking about it with utmost concentration... This gesture is obviously derived from the Dragon Strike! However, compared to the basic thousand hits, this punch has the advantage of having a more terrible distance and coverage! "The world knows the inferiority of boxing, you don't know it yourself!"

Ren Tiankuo effortlessly swayed hundreds of thousands of punches in the blink of an eye, and he couldn’t breathe! Although Ye Fan is constantly blocking with the giant sword, he is still retreating at the festival! This is gradually getting worse! "Kid! You have to know! What you have to face is a cold-blooded soldier who does not allow you to retire!!"

Ren Tiankuo loudly warned.

Ye Fan frowned, he knows that once the **** of the gods will appear, he can't play any tactics with him, and he can't do any tug-of-war.

If the Star God will not solve it quickly, it will be controlled by the night star, or out of control, it may be countless dead and wounded! After all, even if he can finally defeat the star god, if there are countless people in the process, it is a failure! Therefore, Ye Fan’s battle with Ren Tiankuo at this time cannot be run out of this platform of Wosonggang. The battle must be limited to a small area! Nowadays, it seems that he wants to use the advantage of attack distance to deal with Ren Tiankuo. It is really his whimsy! This level of master, you can only use the hard power frontal breakthrough, can not tolerate a little bit of virtual! Seeing that he was about to exit the edge of the platform, Ye Fan’s double-sounded golden flame slammed, and the roar of the sword turned into a huge humanoid shadow! The body of the sword god, the sword **** hegemon! ! The ultimate sword is motivated, the huge sword is imaginary, and it quickly shrinks into the body! Ye Fan is now physically weak. There is no pain in using the sword **** hegemony. The muscles are filled with explosives. There are endless terrorist forces that need to be vented! ! A sword that is more embarrassing than just a little, spreads out, and let a group of Shenlong people numb the scalp! ! "Just... just what it was!?

What a huge thing! ? ”

"The sword and the pressure have increased!"

Sword God, he is still raising the sword and pressure! ? ”

Ling Yanjiu and other ancestral ancestors, shaking their heads and smiling, although they know that the two have not done their best, but they really feel it, or let them shudder! Ren Tiankuo couldn't help but stunned. He knew that Ye Fan had to keep his hand, but the trick of the sword **** hegemony still called him shocked! Ye Fan had just been pressed and slammed into a fire, bursting out, screaming at both hands and holding the sword, directly smashing toward Ren Tiankuo! "Boom!!-" A huge sword light of hundreds of meters long, directly through the Wosonggang! ! The rock could not withstand the destruction of this power, and a huge canyon was directly smashed out! Ren Tiankuo jumped up and jumped away, even if he had a dragon pillar guard, he did not dare to pick up the sword of the sword god! A flash of light, through the smoke, instantly came to Ren Tiankuo! The body is like a golden current, and the two eyes of the golden flame dragged two golden light leaf sails, and the movements flowed in the clouds, and a sword went to Ren Tiankuo! The ancient swordsmanship of the big open, the return to the true skills, in this state of the runaway, it is even more unstoppable! !