Chapter 825 (1/2)

Originally, the strength of the fist was formless, but when it passed through the water curtain, there were drops of water attached to it, just like bullets into the water, with tails.

"Eh!"

Lin Yin gathered Jiangang again, and the five foot long Jiangang cut above these fist forces, which smashed Lin Yinning's white Jiangang.

Unfortunately, he didn't have enough stamina. He just let Lin Yin's body protecting spirit tremble slightly.

At this time, a lot of people have gathered around the artificial lake, most of them are people who come to celebrate their birthday. The people who dare to come to the artificial lake to watch the battle have the lowest strength, and they are also the people in the Dibang.

The battle between Lin Yin and Chen Songyang is beyond these people's imagination.

You come and I go down, the trees and hills around the artificial lake have been almost destroyed. After a few breaths, all the trees around were destroyed, and the ground was shaken out of huge holes by the burst of vigorous air.

And the two figures are still fighting against each other, making waves of strong wind.

"Just now, there is such a tragic situation. Is this the battle between the top experts?"

More than 200 meters away, a tianbang expert had blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He was held by a fellow tianbang expert, and his eyes were shocked. Just now, he was just a little closer to the place where the two experts were fighting, and he was seriously injured by the aftershock of the fight.

At the moment, in his mind, in addition to shock or shock.

He is a great master in tianbang. He is also the top fighting force in the hidden world, but he can't even resist the aftereffects of Lin Yin's fight with Chen Songyang.

You know, it's just a preliminary trial, and they have such power. They both have their trump cards.

If we wait until the crucial moment of the duel, what kind of scene will it be.

"Everyone, back to 500 meters!"

Chu Ji Cang stood up and yelled.

Now the people watching the war are basically people who come to celebrate his birthday. They have some friendship with the Chu family, so he reminds them.

At this time, the shock in his heart was no less than others. He did not expect that Lin Yin had such strength at a young age. With such a great God as the Lin family and Lin Qingcang behind him, it was not impossible for him to take charge of the longfu in the future.

In the lake.

Lin Yin is also looking at Chen Songyang with solemn eyes. Just now, they just tried out. Chen Songyang really deserves to be an old strong man. His fist strength is extremely cohesive and close to the real object.

You should know that the boxing strength of ordinary tianbang masters can only be three meters away from the body, and the farther away they are, the weaker their power is. Compared with Chen Songyang's internal strength, ordinary people's internal strength is just like wood and refined steel.

Once you fight, you can break the body protecting vigorous Qi.

This is the reason why Lin Yin regarded those people's body protection Qi as nothing when he fought with so many tianbang experts.

"I didn't want to beat you, but I tempered my inner strength to such an extent that I really deserve your name as the White Dragon King! But if you only have this ability, you can stay here today! "

Lin Yin stands in the lake and says faintly.

"Ordinary martial artists only know how to increase the amount of internal strength in their bodies, but they don't know that if they don't exercise their internal strength, they will never have a chance to step on the top of the list. I read all the books and learned from a Book of thousands of years ago that if I want to surpass the list of heaven and reach the mythical realm, I have to temper the inner strength of my body like a real object to have a glimmer of hope! " Chen Songyang laughs.

"Lin Yin, today we will have a good fight. If I die in your hands, please go to the top of Wudao for me!"

"Good!"

Lin Yin stepped forward.

Silence between heaven and earth.

A little breeze, like a blade of iron needle, stabbed at Chen Songyang.

Invisibly, a great pressure is coming, just like a Mount Tai is pressing towards Chen Songyang.