Eternal Life

Chapter 97 Abolishes Wugong

Fang Han relies on the mana, and infiltrates the brilliance of the treasures and wins the sword!

Under one thought, the magic weapon will change hands!

At this critical juncture, Ye Nantian also showed himself as the third strength of the Shanhe list, biting his tongue, using tingling, clearing his mind, and then singing a series of syllables, which is the long song of Yuhuamen. . The strong sound wave turbulence slightly moved the mana, and then the Rashomon towering on the stage felt the sound waves, suddenly changed, and a huge vortex appeared in the door.

Luo Sheng vortex!

As soon as the vortex appeared, Fang Han felt his mana, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, and rushing toward the Luosheng door, this door can absorb the mana!

Suddenly, the mana was uncontrollable and blew away.

"Ha ha ha ha!" Ye Nantian suddenly felt the pressure drop, knowing that Luo Shengmen played a role, no longer hesitate, physically smashed and smashed the sword, and strangled toward Fang Han, he would take this opportunity. Let's kill the square cold into pieces!

"not good!"

"Not good!" The elders in the stands were shocked. They naturally saw that Fang Han was extremely dangerous. If it is killed, the martial art loses a disciple of the mysterious secret, and the loss is huge.

However, at this moment, Fang Han’s face showed a sneer, suddenly turned over, his hands were scratched toward the outside, and the inside was shrunk. The body was spinning like a gyro, and it was about to be inhaled into the mana in the Rashomon. Was spurred by his will, suddenly slowed down the speed, now highly condensed, even condensed into an invisible drill bit, rumbling rotation, violent airflow, hurricane flying, shaking two shakes, hard moving momentum If the rubber band bounces, the spirit snake turns back and even collects it. From the back, it hits the body of Ye Nantian.

Bang!

Ye Nantian was hit by this sudden attack, the whole body lost its balance, and the glory of the eight desert wars suddenly weakened. The sword light that blasted and swallowed was entangled by mana and frozen in the air.

The body of Fang Han then moved, like a dragon, free to shuttle in the air, the mana of a strip, change again, not spread, but like a spider silking net, once again the Ye Nantian net.

This series of manipulative mana, highly condensed, is definitely not the first person to enter the magical powers, but the master of manipulating mana! If the people who have just stepped into the mysterious secrets will not work in exquisite manners, now that they are facing each other, Luo Shengmen **** away all the mana and is mentally disillusioned.

The elders who were just shocked, once again surprised, were surprised at Fang Han’s subtle manipulation of mana. It is really the use of mana to get radiant.

In fact, Fang Han completed the magical powers of the gods in the ground three months ago, and he constantly tempered his mana, and exquisitely manipulated it. He used it to be pure, free to condense, change the shape, use force, break down the combination, and refine the gas into silk. Sprinkling nets, condensing the palms, picking up the twists and twists.......... and so on are all very incomparable.

He has not been in vain for the three months of hard work.

Moreover, there are many good teachers who use this skill, and many experiences can be directly learned.

"Fang Han, I don't share the day with you! Hundreds of swords kill!"

Once again, he was caught by the net, and Ye Nantian issued a curse of resentment, struggling to spur the eight wild wars and kill again. On the other side of the trench, there were hundreds of swords and spurs. The suction of the vortex of Luo Shengmen increased again.

Fang Han did not pay attention to his curse. The body swayed faster in the air. No one could lock his specific position. He swayed between high speeds, his left hand and five fingers swelled, and a mana twisted, rotated, and woven into a spirit. Snake-like wind whip, slamming on the war of Ye Nantian, directly smashing those Jianguang, Ye Nantian's body was also beaten and turned around.

And his right hand, punching inward, and then put it to the door of Luosheng.

Rumble, rumbling!

A group of airflows were highly condensed and suddenly bounced. When they reached the front of Luosheng's facade, they encountered suction and exploded immediately. The huge turbulence has offset the power of the Luosheng vortex.

"Miao! Run mana, stir the airflow in an instant, gather together, condense into a thunder, blow up in the vortex, offset the suction of the Luosheng vortex, this hand, although a waste of mana, but win time. It seems that he It’s been a long time since I stepped into the mysterious mystery. I have been forbearing for a long time. It’s only a blockbuster today. Good personal things.”

Indigo saw this scene, with a happy color, and the beggar’s bet was about to win. Why didn’t he smile? The magic weapon is second, it is a rare sigh of relief.

Between her speech, Fang Han shot again, mana differentiation, all the wind whip, non-stop slap, played Ye Nantian again and again, the wolf rushed to the pig, but never separated from the control of Fang Han, several times using Luo Shengmen They are all offset by Fang Han in a clever way, consuming very little mana.

"Luo Sheng **, swords and sorrows!"

Seeing that he was in danger, Ye Nantian was once again arrogant. The eight wild wars were shattered, and the Guanghua was restrained. It turned into a small sword. Colleagues, the Luosheng Gate, the vortex stopped, and a shot was made. Airflow, blessing on the small sword. This exquisite eight-sacred sword immediately seemed to have taken a medicine to make up the tiger and wolf, shaking thousands of swords, and the power was steep and long, and it broke the mana entanglement and killed it to Fang Han!

It’s like a broken bamboo!

The mana actually collapsed.

Losing the protection of Feijian, Ye Nantian's entire body fell down, but when he fell, his body burned and turned into a stream of air to make his body fall slowly, and landed in the ring. on.

"The original Luoshengmen, you can also give Feijian blessing mana!" Fang Han saw the power of the eight wild gods swords suddenly increased, breaking their own mana, killing the flesh, a surprise, knowing that Luoshengmen blessed the power.

The power of the Eight-Shenjian sword is very clear in his heart, but the power of Luo Shengmen is unpredictable, and he does not know what secret means are hidden.

In the face of the flying sword, his palms were lifted up, and Mana moved to his hand. In the meantime, the volley of the surf was shot at 8:86.

Whenever each palm is played, the mana is highly condensed, and it is turned into a hand-painted handprint that hits the Eight-Dragon sword. Slowed down the power of the Eight Swords.

When the eight-year-old sword arrived in front of him, he suddenly pulled out a series of notes!

"Hey! Hey! Poke! Well! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!"

Tianlong octave!

This time, Fang Long’s Tianlong octave is not a sound wave, but a twisted airflow record. These characters are intertwined together, as if they are eight invisible air dragons, smashing the past with the Eight Gods . When the Tianlong octave is in the flesh, it is a sound wave turbulence, and its power is not great, but once it reaches the mysterious secret, it will show its power when it has a mana.

As soon as the Eight Senses of the Sword encountered the Tianlong octave, it suddenly sounded awkward, and the bee wings vibrated at high speed, which seemed to be disintegrated. Trembling for three blinks of time, suddenly the power disappeared, and fell straight into the ring, making a crisp sound.

"Uh!"

Ye Nantian seems to have been pumped a stick, because he felt that Fang Han Tianlong's octave came out, and the spirit of his own blood was branded and scattered.

Hey!

He screamed, his body flew, and he grabbed the eight-sacred sword that fell on the ground. As long as he grabbed it and let the sword contaminate his blood, he could use it again.

However, Fang Han was faster than him. He fell to the ground and stood in front of him. He stepped on the Eight-Day Sword and let him **** a void.

"Not good!" Seeing the situation is not good, Ye Nantian body collapsed! All the eyes were blaming, and the Rashomon behind him shook again. Fang Han couldn't allow him to push Luo Shengmen. He stepped forward step by step, and his body clothes swelled. The whole man's mana sprayed, pushing the body, shrinking the ground into inches, and hitting the body of Ye Nantian.

puff!

Ye Nantian’s body was fully beaten up by five or six people. He spurted blood at high altitude, like a fountain of blood and rain. Then he fell straight down the platform, the whole body was broken, the muscles were broken, and martial arts had been scrapped. .

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