The demonic qi group was broken, and Zhu Yan, who was hidden behind, showed his true body, his eyes were full of ferocity, his arms danced like a windmill, and his strength was like a storm beating past, its fist strength was fierce and fierce, and it hid the aura of military calamity, one punch could smash the body protection qi, and two punches could smash the Nine Realms monks to pieces, and three punches down, even if it was a body refining martial arts cultivation, it would be unbearable. Copy this address to browsehttp://%77%77%77%2e%62%69%71%69%2e%6d%65/

Seeing that he was about to be swallowed up by this fist force, Luo Feng still did not retreat, his aura became more ethereal and illusory, and the whole person seemed to disappear from the world, completely integrated into the illusion.

When the punch came, his body was like a small grass that had been hit by a rainstorm, bending backwards, and it was gently unloaded like this, without any force.

The follow-up punch came continuously, and he swayed left and right, leaning forward and backward, like a flat boat in the angry sea, rising and falling with the waves, but it was not sinking.

Zhu Yan only felt that all his strength fell in the empty place, and he didn't have any strength, and the other party was like he didn't have zài, so that his fists hit the air, and the feeling of swinging in the air made it very uncomfortable, and the opponent was not a method of unloading his force, but predicted the direction of his fist strength in advance, and fell down before the contact, which seemed to be sticking together, but in fact it was still a little bit worse, so small that it was difficult to observe the distance with the naked eye, and then the opponent shuttled through the gap in the strength.

Luo Feng's hand is not to overcome rigidity with softness, borrowing strength, but the change of virtual and real, so that the strong attack is weak, Zhu Yan's fist strength seems to be as tight as the wall, impermeable, in fact, there is also a difference in order, strong and weak, he is shuttling through the gap of the fist, just like a fish meeting an undercurrent in the bottom of the sea, it seems to be about to collide head-on, in fact, the tail fin swings, and gently let it go.

If Zhu Yan has reached the realm of returning to the basics, can be rigid and soft, and spread out all the strength evenly, without the difference between strength and weakness, then Luo Feng will have to change his means.

But the demon clan relies on the body, so ruthless and brave, does not think about change, and can't defeat the enemy with one point of strength, then use ten points of force, ten points of force can't be defeated, just use a hundred points of strength, and rarely want to change the way to fight, so although Zhu Yan's strength is strong, it is still far from this realm.

Zhu Yan roared angrily, his fist was like a star, obviously he had covered all the space in front of him, leaving no dead ends, but he just couldn't hit anyone, or in its opinion, he had obviously hit someone, but the other party was powerless and unharmed.

Surprised, without thinking about it, Luo Feng had already launched a counterattack, seeing the stitches and inserting needles, rubbing his palms as knives, as if Ding Ding was solving a cow, through layers of fist strength, and slashed at Zhu Yan's chest.

Zhu Yan was proud of his physical strength, as hard as King Kong, and the magic weapon was difficult to hurt, and he didn't take this palm knife to heart, who expected that at first contact, the opponent's strength was as sharp as a sword qi, and he lightly cut through its protective demon qi, ignoring the indestructible skin and flesh, and directly hitting the internal organs.

"Wow" spurted out a mouthful of blood, Zhu Yi couldn't figure out what he needed, and panicked in his heart, trying to force Luo Feng back first, and then find an opportunity to fight back, so he raised his feet and shook the ground, the demon yuan was agitated, and a big pit was blasted out of the ground under his feet, and the soil was shaken into powder, and at the same time, it caused the evil qi to mix into the sand and gravel, making every grain of sand as sharp as a flying sword.

Unexpectedly, Luo Feng wrapped his arms around and hugged the moon in his arms, and the tricks on his arms erupted with strength, as soft as cotton wool, so he counted all the strength of the sand, and then gathered into a ball of sand, and gently pushed it with both hands, and sent it back the same way.

Seeing this, Zhu Yan was startled, it had other demonic methods, but when it saw that the human beings on the opposite side only used martial arts, not spells, it didn't want to admit defeat, and roared angrily, and the mighty fist was punched, and a blow scattered the sand balls.

The sand that condensed the evil aura splattered out in all directions, and most of it hit its body, although it did not cut off the flesh, but it also left a dense red spot, from which blood seeped from occasionally.

Luo Feng successfully attacked his shield with his spear, extinguished Zhu Yan's arrogance, completely overwhelmed this monster in momentum, and completely grasped the rhythm of the battle.

The right palm goes first, and the demon power on Zhu Yan's body is about to converge, and he scatters it with one palm, making it difficult to maintain the true qi of the body, and then the left palm follows and pats it on the chest, which seems to be floating in the palm power, but when it is touched, there is a dark energy, penetrating into the body, like a heavy hammer shock.

Zhu Yan snorted and took a step back, this demon was very strong, enduring the pain, waving his arms like iron tongs, intertwined with each other, trying to clamp the opponent.

However, Luo Feng's advancing figure stopped abruptly, which was worthy of the offensive, and at the moment after Zhu Yan's arms were staggered, he immediately turned from static to drilled in from the void of defense, and slapped out with two palms, the front palm was at the critical point, shaking the defensive strength, and the back palm was fighting cattle across the mountain, and the internal organs were shocked.

With a slapped of both palms, Zhu Yan took another step back, and it waved its arms again to counterattack, but it still failed to hit Luo Feng, and took another palm, retreating again.

So repeatedly, Luo Feng's figure is ethereal, it seems to be on the left, but in fact it is on the right, it seems to be in the front, but in fact it is in the back, and the speed is different, sometimes it suddenly stops, sometimes it suddenly goes extremely fast, without warning and law at all.

Su Mei looked at it beside her, although she was convinced that even if she competed in martial arts Luo Feng, she would definitely win, but she only thought that Luo Feng would rely on swordsmanship to win, like the Phoenix Dragon Sword Technique and the Eight Extremes Sword Technique, which had already long been out of the cage of a single martial arts, was not pure martial arts, but at the moment, Luo Feng really relied on a pair of fleshy palms, did not use any spells, and relied on the change of strength to suppress Zhu Yan to the downwind, and ate to death.

"Strange strength skills, no rules at all, a higher level than no tricks to win and have tricks, it seems to have no tricks, but in fact it hides the true meaning, but it is invisible, so it is elusive. In terms of the foundation of the essence element, it is still only the level of the ordinary ninefold return to the virtual realm, but he has mastered the skill of the unity of heaven and man, and fuses his own spiritual sense with the heaven and earth of the square circle, so all the changes of the opponent are well understood, so he can avoid the real and attack the weak, fight fast with slow, and always hit the opponent's weakness, intercepting the source, on the one hand, so that the opponent cannot gather strength, and is always in a state of dissipation, on the other hand, he can also borrow it for his own use. ”

Although Su Mei is not proficient in martial arts, she has the experience and vision from the Nine Shadows Su Girl, so she naturally sees the mystery and feels that in terms of skills, Luo Feng has reached the peak of the Nine Fold Realm, even if she competes with those martial arts masters, she will not be too inferior.

Every time Luo Feng slapped his palms, Zhu Yan was forced to take a step back, no matter whether it took defense or counterattack, it was the same result, unable to resist, and was shocked by the palm force for a long time, which made it can't help but fall into a state of dizziness, and the whole body is boiling with qi and blood, and the strength is scattered, no matter how difficult it is to drive, a fork in the air, it failed to stabilize the next plate, and sat down on the ground.

Luo Feng jumped onto Zhu Yan's chest and pressed his palm on its chest, Zhu Yan struggled desperately, trying to get up, but his chest seemed to be pressed against a five-element mountain, no matter how much strength it used, he just couldn't get up.

At this time, if it attacks Luo Feng with its fist, it may be able to avoid people, but it is strong, and it feels that the previous defeat is the ghost of the opponent's body, and the strength is difficult to prevent, and the skill is really not what it is good at, and there is a reason for defeat, and now it is a real strength competition, how can it retreat again, so it desperately wants to turn over.

However, Luo Feng's hand seems to be ordinary, but in fact, he uses the means in "The Great Freedom to Intercept Luck", which is extraordinary, Zhu Yan's previous wave of power was intercepted, and in turn suppressed its next wave of power, in essence, it is competing with itself, it is destined to be the fate of a draw, how to win?

After struggling for a while, he still couldn't get up, and in the end, Zhu Yan couldn't lift it up, and his strength was discharged, and he finally collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, and no longer resisted as if he was resigned to his fate.

Luo Feng came down from Zhu Yan's chest and said softly, "You lost." ”

As a big demon of the martial arts department, Zhu Yan's body is extremely strong, even if he is covered in bruises, he is still weak one moment, and the next moment he recovers, and after only a few breaths, he becomes vigorous again, it looks at Luo Feng, who is a lot shorter than it, and his nostrils sneer, and finally lowers his head to express his submission.