Chen Qingfeng lay in the reed grass and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

But the blood from the mouth of the mouth not only came from his throat, but also appeared in the cheek that was almost penetrated by Lin Fan's punch.

The blood evaporated instantly when it met Lin Fan's remaining flame, and a cloud of air fog rose and blurred in front of his eyes. He bit his teeth and finally resisted the heart-wrenching roar, but his face was distorted but no longer became human.

After the fog, it will be ashes.

Flying ashes also rose from his cheeks, the only flesh left in his cheeks burned his eyes, causing the world in front of him to turn into a scarlet red.

In this scarlet world, Lin Fan's fist came to He Yuanzhi.

When He Yuanzhi faced Lin Fan's fist, he felt as if Sun Zeng and Yu Daojie were the same as that of Sun Zeng and Yu Daojie.

But after all, Lin Fan had used it many times, and He Yuanzhi was prepared for it.

The sword tip had been forced out the green threads densely in the world in front of him and came to him in an instant, forming a green barrier.

At the same time, He Yuanzhi's face began to stiffen. He stretched out his arm, but his arm had broken the green cloth and turned into a green wood.

Aoki seems extremely hard and even glows with a blue light.

But Lin Fan was not afraid at all. His fist first touched the green barrier, as if he had instantly shattered countless grass mustards, and a scent of burnt grass spread.

In the moment when the green barrier collapsed, He Yuanzhi's arm suddenly extended, like a broken wood that had been encountered a spiritual medicine that was rare in a thousand years, regained its vitality.

This growth is extremely crazy and is far more impactful than a punch.

Lin Fan did not appear in the snow, his fist path was still straight, colliding fiercely with the extremely thick Qingmu's arm. An extremely explosive sound was made between the sky and the earth, and a wave of air spreading.

The air wave was like a strong wind, blowing the hair of the crowd on both sides, revealing the forehead and the deep brows on the forehead.

Everyone was frowning.

For Yanyu Five Sects, they longed for Lin Fan to be defeated.

As for the Fuxue Sect, there is no doubt that everyone is worried about Lin Fan's endurance. Even though everyone saw the melting of the dragon bone, Lin Fan faced a five-sect leader-level figure after all, and he had already finished two rounds of battle.

People have no mistakes in their concerns, but only monk Zhenjian and Ye Ningshuang know that they need to really worry about the problem.

Since Lin Fan came to the top of the mountain to start fighting, Ye Ningshuang has been a little worried, especially after learning that Lin Fan's body might have an accident after reaching the critical point, she frowned nervously and pursed her lips, not letting go of Lin Fan's every move.

For Ye Ningshuang, Lin Fan was able to stand up at such a critical moment in the Fuxue Sect, which made her feel proud.

But she couldn't bear to see Lin Fan being hurt at all.

Naturally, there was no sign of He Yuanzhi in her eyes.

Even after a punch at this time, He Yuanzhi's hard arm became thin and spread out, but she didn't pay any attention.

She just watched Lin Fan not retreat after the deafening sound ended, but moved forward bravely!

Moving forward bravely is naturally a kind of momentum.

In fact, after this punch fight, Lin Fan did not take a slight advantage. Even after He Yuanzhi's well-prepared stroke, his qi and blood surged a little, and his spiritual energy in his body was a little unstable.

But he still came to He Yuanzhi's eyes as fast as possible and smashed his second punch!

The second punch is to smash it, and I swing my fist downward. Lin Fan's exaggerated body curve fully demonstrates that the force of this punch is extremely sufficient.

The fist contacted the air and a flame broke out, which looked extremely violent.

He Yuanzhi had no better way to face this punch, because once he retreated, he would usher in a storm-like attack. Sun Zeng had fully explained this point before, while Yu Daojie later failed in a head-on fight.

He doesn't want to fail, and there is no reason to fail.

Among the magical powers, Qingmu is the best toughness.

More importantly, Aoki's magical power can restore the trauma he received at all times.

This is the most advantage he has against Lin Fan than Sun Zeng and Yu Daojie. He naturally has to use it and naturally has to fight it!

The fists of both sides collided again.

The flames burned green.

The emerald green wraps with flames.

This scene looks a bit beautiful under the heavy snow.

What’s even more beautiful is Lin Fan and He Yuanzhi!

The two of them have magical powers everywhere and weapons everywhere.

In a very short period of time, the two fought extremely violently, and were filled with violent beauty everywhere.

But under such a battle, no one can hold on for a long time.

Lin Fan can't do it, He Yuanzhi can't do it either.

So, after a cup of tea, when the flames and emerald green mixed into almost black, the two suddenly separated, and they both needed a breath to relieve the body that was almost blood-reversing.

After the two separated, the cliffs on the snow-covered mountain fell into a dead silence again.

Holding your breath and concentrating your mind is the only thing everyone can do at this time.

Before coming to Fuxue Sect, no disciples of the five sects expected that the scene would appear in front of them, but there was no doubt that such a level of master matchup would be of great benefit to them, so they naturally had to look carefully and feel it carefully.

Liang Jingyu kept taking deep breaths among the crowd at Tianleimen.

At this moment, no one knew his mood. Perhaps Xie Wanzhi and Yang Qian could understand it, but Liang Jingyu was different.

Liang Jingyu is not particular about details, but he is very concerned about friendship by nature.

In the snowy land, he established a brotherly relationship with Lin Fan. At this time, he was the sect that raised him from a young age, and his brother on the other hand. He could not stand there.

But it has been decided that if Lin Fan can defeat He Yuanzhi and Chen Tianlei wants to fight, even if he may move under his body, except above his neck, he will do his best to stop his master.

This kind of idea seems extremely childish.

But whether it is Lin Fan, Ye Ningshuang, or even all the six teenagers in the snowy land, they are so naive because they are teenagers after all.

If they understood some principles of the strong assault on the weak at such an age, perhaps someone would become Tang Yi.

But now Tang Yi has nothing to be respected by people, and no one even knows who he is.

He just lay in the snow, raising his eyes like a dead dog, looking at Lin Fan, the humiliation in his heart made him feel a little worse than death.

At this time, Lin Fan didn't know Tang Yi, nor did he know what Shen Qingfeng was feeling hiding in the reed grass.

He raised his pale little face and took the lead once again, proclaiming that his courageous attitude was running through the whole process.

This step made He Yuanzhi a little shocked.

Because his whole body was circulating with blood and his spiritual energy was not yet at the point where he could do it again.

But Lin Fan moved, one step faster!

This step declares that in this seemingly even battle, Lin Fan is at least better at restoring skills.

In such a battle that is evenly matched, as long as one aspect overwhelms the enemy, it is like putting your own bargaining chips on the scale and pushing victory to one end of the end.

Lin Fan came to He Yuanzhi.

All in his mind was the old monk's boxing technique he learned from the Broken Sword.

Now he regarded He Yuanzhi as a wooden stake and a sandbag, and then he made this set of punches that seemed extremely simple but actually extremely violent.

The old monk's set of fists has only twelve styles in total.

Lin Fan played out one by one.

He Yuanzhi forced his body to mobilize his strength and resisted it one by one.

Then nothing then.

In addition to the wind and snow all over the sky and the colors of magical powers, He Yuanzhi began to retreat step by step and finally fell before the fifth gate of Yanyu.

The only expression he made was to look at Lin Fan with a horror look.

Lin Fan, who seemed to have just done something ordinary, retreated back to the front of the crowd of the Fluxue Sect and heard the uncontrollable cheers of the disciples of the Fluxue Sect.

Lin Fan was also very happy, but he did not celebrate because he already felt a little sourness in the cracks of his bones swept over with endless fatigue.

He didn't know if he would completely collapse in the next battle because his body was overloaded.

But a handkerchief came to his forehead at this time and wiped off his sweat.

Lin Fan turned his head and looked at Ye Ningshuang who was wiping his sweat. Ye Ningshuang had a somewhat dull pretty face, and she wanted to speak but stopped.

Lin Fan suddenly felt all the fatigue in his body suddenly disappear.

He looked at Ye Ningshuang and grinned.

But he didn't know that his seemingly honest and simple smile seemed a little scary at Yanyu Wumen, Xuanbing Hall, Tang Yi, and even Shen Qingfeng hiding in the reeds.

It's really scary! r1152
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