I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

Chapter 87 The third power of artistic conception!

It was another bombardment, and Fang Lin flew back backwards, bloodstains could not help appearing on the corner of his mouth, his internal organs were all injured, and he had already suffered serious internal injuries.

On his superficial body, there were scars all over, and fresh blood continuously dripped from mid-air.

And Chen Lie took advantage of the victory to pursue and charged straight at him.

"It's time to end!"

"Flame King Fist!"

With a loud shout, Chen Lie punched out.

His fist was like a volcanic eruption, and a stream of flames shot out from his fist! A long column of flames streaked across the air, attacking Fang Lin directly.

In the distance, Fang Lin's face was solemn, and he knew that this was the strongest blow.

If he can't stop it, he will be defeated again!

No, I will never allow it!

Fang Lin roared in his heart! But the expression on his face became more and more calm, and the calmness even made people feel a little scared, as if the person who was fighting fiercely with Chen Lie was not him.

Rolling true essence, at this moment, the body is running at a speed that exceeds the limit, and the meridians are also crying overwhelmed.

But Fang Lin didn't care, but continued to use his exercises to squeeze the last bit of his own potential.

A terrifying power swam through the body, and finally poured into the dark iron spear along the arm.

Fang Lin's eyes were dark without any waves, and then he shot out.

The dark iron spear stabbed forward, with restrained power, like an ordinary blow; its speed was slow, as if it was carrying a mighty force.

"The third form of heavy mysterious spear technique: dark light!"

On the tip of the dark iron spear, a faint light suddenly emerged, deep and dark, like the end of everything.

The moment the two attacks came into contact, the whole world seemed to be quiet for a moment, and then followed.

"boom!"

The sound of the sonic boom resounded throughout the world.

The two attacks didn't have any bells and whistles, and they directly collided head-on.

At the moment of the impact, violent shock waves raged from it, sweeping the sky and the earth.

All of a sudden, there was a strong wind in the four fields.

The leaves rustled, and the grass on the ground in the distance was all attached to the ground at this moment.

Many warriors located below also propped up the real energy barrier at this moment.

Zhang Yi looked at the intersection of the two offensives, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

field.

Chen Lie's expression changed.

"How can it be!"

He roared wildly in his heart!

With his peak cultivation level in the early stage of the realm, coupled with the violent power blessed by the core of Yan Wang, how could the opponent be able to block his strongest attack method, the Yan Wang Fist!

How could he stop it!

That's right.

In mid-air, the flame torrent and the dark iron spear came to a stalemate, neither of them could make further progress, and the two were in a situation where neither could do anything to the other for a while.

"The artistic conception of the gun!"

In the direction of Great Yanzong, Zhao Wushuang suddenly opened his eyes wide, looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, and couldn't help but speak out.

"Spear intent!"

When the people around heard Zhao Wushuang's voice, they all fell silent, and then started discussing loudly, with high emotions.

Who would have thought?

At the last moment of the duel, Fang Lin actually displayed a brand-new artistic conception that had never been used before, spear intent!

If you add the artistic conception of wind and artistic conception of shadow that Fang Lin used before.

That is to say, Fang Lin has mastered three full powers of artistic conception in the early stage of the realm!

It has to be said that the display of this pistol intent really made the onlookers think that they are worthy of being the arrogance of the past.

"pity."

In the direction of Spirit Sword Gate, the man in charge shook his head.

"Having mastered three different artistic concepts, we can indeed get a glimpse of his martial arts talent."

"However, fifty years of silence, fifty years of standing still, is irreversible after all."

"In the early stage of the realm, no matter how strong it is, it is still in the early stages of the realm. No matter how many artistic realms there are, it is only 10% of the realm."

At this moment, the man looked at Fang Lin in the air with admiration.

"This is probably the last glory of Tianjiao in the past."

"Using 10% of the artistic conception of the gun as the main body, and the artistic conception of the wind around it adds a bit of speed, so that the power can be raised to a higher level."

"Under such circumstances, it's no wonder that it can block Chen Lie who is under the boost of King Yan's core when he casts a single attack with the most powerful attack power."

In the direction of Wangdu, Zhang Yi calculated silently in his heart, showing a hint of surprise.

People's joys and sorrows are not connected.

While everyone around was shocked by Fang Lin's sudden outburst, Chen Lie had a ferocious face, full of unwillingness.

"No!"

"I can't lose!"

"Give it to me. Break~ ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The corners of Chen Lie's eyes were about to burst, and all the power in his body continuously merged into the stream of flames, trying to crush the opponent with the absolute advantage of his true energy.

However, no matter what Chen Lie did, the dark iron-colored spear remained motionless, firmly blocking the front.

Both sides are desperately insisting, trying to wear down the other side.

Both bodies have reached their limits.

Finally, as the two sides increase their weight, the two forces that have been entangled in the field for a long time become stronger and stronger, until they reach a peak, and the two sides can no longer control it.

"Peng!"

At the most central intersection, a shocking explosion sounded, and the shock waves scattered.

Chen Lie and Fang Lin were at the forefront of this shock wave, and they were the first to bear the brunt. When they were bombarded by the huge force contained in the air, they flew upside down in an instant, and finally flew hundreds of meters in the air before hitting the ground heavily.

The ground that was hit was split open, and both of them fell to the ground for a while.

"Could it be a draw?"

Someone asked.

"No, waiting."

The host man looked at the two people who had fallen to the ground in the field, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he said.

After a few more minutes.

The two struggled to get up almost simultaneously.

Forcibly suppressing his injuries, the two sides rushed together again.

"Fang Lin won."

Suddenly, Zhang Yi said.

Beside him, Zheng Jian was taken aback for a moment, and then a look of joy appeared on his face, "Zhang Gongfeng, is what you said true?"

he asked in confirmation.

Zhang Yi nodded, "The strongest attack was blocked by Fang Lin, and Chen Lie has no other means."

"And for another three minutes at most, he will no longer be able to maintain the core state of King Yan. By then, Fang Lin will have no difficulty in defeating him when his state declines."

The result was as expected by Zhang Yi, and even the end of the battle was one minute earlier than Zhang Yi predicted.

Two minutes after the two fought again, Chen Lie fell into the state of King Yan's core and entered a stage of weakness.

But Fang Lin saw the timing, his eyes turned cold, and he shot forward.

The point of the gun touched Chen Lie's throat, not even half a foot away.

Chen Lie could even feel a slight pain in his throat.

It was the sharpness of the spear point.

Chen Lie suddenly froze in place.

The horror and fear on his face were afraid that Fang Lin would kill him on the spot in a moment of anger.

"I, I lost."

Chen Lie spoke bitterly.

"For the second match, Fang Lin wins!"

The referee's voice sounded at the right time.