blogombal Chapter 217
Chapter 217
"Impossible!"
Yang Jinghong's pupils suddenly shrank.
He has practiced spearmanship for more than ten years, and his heart is as calm as water when he attacks with a spear.
Forget about external things, only attack the enemy.
Now his spear heart is disordered, and he almost screams out.
He turned his wrist and quickly changed his moves. The spear was withdrawn, drawing a beautiful arc in the void.
But at the moment of poking out, it was like a thunder of the nine heavens.
Carrying a sonic boom, it poked towards Luo Fanchen's chest.
"Second move: Shenxiao Jingchan."
Luo Fanchen stretched out his big hand, and a green dragon was circling in his palm.
He grabbed the purple current flowing spear head, and the yellow sand under his feet collapsed instantly.
The scene fell into a stalemate.
But one of them was smiling and calm, while the other had already used all his strength.
Luo Fanchen nodded and smiled: "Is this the legendary Seven Styles of Divine Sky?"
"Yes, very handsome."
Yang Jinghong's heart was hit hard.
It's not that he hasn't seen geniuses before, but the scene in front of him completely exceeded his past cognition.
Even his sister is not so perverted.
When he performed the second style of Divine Sky, his combat power could be quadrupled.
Killing a soul master of the same level is like killing a dog, which is enough to kill a normal fifth-level soul king in seconds.
As a result... he didn't even scratch his fingers?
The power is not as powerful as a toothpick?
The most shameful thing is that the other party is still praising you? Yang Jinghong's mentality exploded.
"Will there be a third move? Hurry up!"
Luo Fanchen urged, feeling a little unsatisfied.
He noticed the special and mysterious moves of the other party.
If he hadn't taken the Five Elements Qilin Fruit this time, his physical strength would have been greatly improved, and his palms had absorbed the external soul bones.
It would be really difficult to take this move with bare hands.
It will definitely be broken and pierced.
Seeing Yang Jinghong staring at him, he just didn't move.
Luo Fanchen said in surprise: "No way."
"You only have two moves?"
"What do you mean by only two moves! Two moves are also very strong, okay!"
Yang Jinghong trembled with anger.
He was extremely ashamed and angry, and he shouldn't insult others like this.
"Alas."
Luo Fanchen sighed, "Then I will also show you a trick."
What?
Brother Luo is also from a big family and has mastered secret skills?
Everyone looked at it seriously.
Luo Fanchen used the same trick again, and pulled the right hand holding the gun back.
He pointed his left hand at Yang Jinghong's forehead and flicked his finger.
"Bang!"
Yang Jinghong's spear slipped out of his hand, and the whole person fell back directly.
His eyeballs were blank and flew backwards.
The soul light shattered and smashed into a sand dune, and there was no movement.
Luo Fanchen blew on his fingers: "This skill is called: Finger Magic."
Everyone's mouth twitched.
Fuck finger magic, no technique, all brute force.
He made the brain collapse sound so fresh and refined.
Really awesome.
But think about Luo Fanchen's terrifying combat power.
He can even ignore the secret skills that the major sects rely on the most.
This has the potential to shake the foundation of the rule of the major sects.
Miao Teng'er swallowed her saliva and wanted to say something.
Luo Fanchen lowered his head and
glanced at the Purple Lightning Divine Sky Spear Martial Soul in his hand.
Last time, he missed a Wind and Thunder White Tiger Martial Soul.
If he lets the Ancestral Dragon Martial Soul swallow it this time, this martial soul will belong to him.
He smiled casually and threw the spear out.
"Boom!"
The spear blew up the hill that Yang Jinghong smashed into.
Yang Jinghong was so frightened that he woke up from his coma. When he opened his eyes, he saw a sharp spear accurately nailed in the middle of his legs, only 0.01 inch away from the source of the trouble.
He shivered and looked up at the exiled young man standing in front of him.
The other party smiled at him kindly: "If you don't accept it, let's continue."
Yang Jinghong was about to speak when Luo Fanchen stepped on his feet.
Three soul rings appeared at the same time.
Above the two purple soul rings, a deep black ring was suspended.
"Ten thousand years... Ten thousand years soul ring!!"
Two exclamations sounded at the same time.
Lin Keke's watery eyes were wide open.
Is it true?
She suddenly understood why Ye Longhe was a dog licker.
This...
Who doesn't want to take a lick.
She was numb. Would anyone believe it when she reported it back to the sect?
Yang Jinghong's heart trembled. She never thought that someone's third soul ring could reach ten thousand years.
He had previously thought that his uncle had exaggerated in order to bring his aunt back.
This time,
Yang Jinghong went out to identify how much water there was in Luo Fanchen.
It turned out that there was no water at all, it was all real stuff!
The most terrifying thing was that Yang Jinghong discovered.
His uncle was not exaggerating the facts, he was just being too conservative.
There really is such a genius in the world?
My sister used half of her life to exchange for a spear talent that was enough to amaze the world.
This guy... what did he sacrifice? ? ?
Even though Miao Teng'er and others already knew that Luo Fanchen had attached a ten thousand year soul ring.But he was also shocked every time he saw her.
"Ahem."
Yang Jinghong put away his martial spirit, rubbed his forehead, stood up, cleared his throat and said:
"You... passed the test, very good, worthy of my sister."
Although he was convinced in his heart, his iron mouth remained hard.
Can't bring shame to my family!
Luo Fanchen smiled and said: "Don't worry, nephew, no one will kill you."
"My Qinglian has a good healing ability."
"Broken a finger, crushed a foot, etc., can be restored to its original state."
"You want to die."
The coldness rose from the soles of Yang Jinghong's feet and went straight to the back of his head.
His scalp was numb.
For example, he would blow himself up hundreds or thousands of times and then heal himself?
Yang Da Shao, who was unruly and pretentious, and dared to urinate on the head of his ancestors,
finally lowered his proud head.
He slid to Luo Fanchen and greeted him warmly: "Brother-in-law, please accept my respect."
"???"
Yang Meng, Ye Longhe and others were all puzzled. Your adoptive father hasn't even started yet, and you've already voted?
Yang Jinghong comforted himself: I'm your brother-in-law's younger brother, so what do your brother-in-law's adopted sons call me?
This wave is definitely a big profit.
Not a loss! !