Chapter 839 (1/2)

”Your eyes deceive you.” Dragon hard life to see the injured Fang Yan said. ”You haven't seen me.”

”I haven't seen you.” Fang Yan's face was heavy, he said in a deep voice.

”When you see me disappear, I was not me. You see me in front of you, I was not me at that time. When you see me, I am not me at that time - human eyes will bring some illusion to the brain. Some of the illusions are formed naturally and some of them are created artificially. And all you see is man-made. ”

”I see.” Fang Yan nods. ”Now I want to understand. When you disappear, the ripples are already illusions, and then use one illusion after another to create a complete attack process. But at that time, you have already arrived in front of me, and you took that palm out - I took that palm a little earlier than I saw. ”

”Mountain Ghost manifesting.” The Dragon said with a smile. ”Originally, it was just a path, but it can be used skillfully to achieve unexpected results. It's extremely rare for you to be able to figure out the key points so quickly when you first enter the water overflow situation. ”

”It's the heart of Taiji.” Fang Yan explained. ”I thought that the heart of Taiji only reacts when it is in danger. Now I want to understand that my heart of Taiji is already on the guard when I feel the danger in advance. Otherwise, I can't stop the palm you just held - ”

” the heart of Taiji is a unique skill in a thousand years, and it has its own advantages. However, for thousands of years, only a few people have been able to achieve the heart of Taiji - ”the dragon's hard life gives a very high evaluation to the current Fangyan. ”You are a rare talent in Taiji for 500 years. In time, there is no limit to what can be achieved. ”

”Thank you very much, Mr. dragon.” Fang Yan said with a smile. Take out a handkerchief from the pocket and wipe the blood stains on the corners of the mouth. The white robe on the body is soaked with blood and water, which is also helpless. Who can fight and kill without bleeding? Either one's own blood or another's.

Fang Yan put the bloody handkerchief in his pocket and looked at the dragon and said, ”let's try again.”

”Look again.” The dragon looks at Fang Yan and says.

When talking, the dragon's hard life disappears from the original place again.

There is the sound of space being torn in the air, and the sound of air being wrapped.

Dragon's hard life appeared in front of Fang Yan again, and then clapped his hand to Fang Yan's chest.

is as like as two peas.

Rhythm!

Shenlong's bitter attack has its own unique sense of rhythm, and he is the one who leads the sense of rhythm, everything is in his control.

You can only obey or follow his rhythm, otherwise you will only suffer worse results.

Because his attack is a domain, an illusion.

If the domain is broken, it will burst.

If the illusion is broken, people will be at a loss.

”No way.” Fang Yan's eyes were slightly cold, he said, biting his teeth.

This time, in any case, he will not let the dragon work hard to shoot himself.

When he thought about it like this, the heart of Taiji had already taken the initiative to rotate. The transparent crystal looks motionless, but it has improved its speed to the extreme.

It's like you can see that the sun and moon in the sky have never moved, but their speed is not that human can follow.

A warm stream of air breaks down from the nucleus and then converges toward the point where the body is about to be attacked.

Once again, they will gather together to form a light group, and then they will block the painstaking palm power of the dragon.

Of course, this is the natural resistance consciousness of Taiji mind.

Fang Yan himself will resist.

His body unfolds, his feet are drawing circles on the ground, and his body rotates into a white light spot.

This time, he finally had time to fully expand the drunken crane in the wind.

His body became a mass of feathers, a leaf, a transparent shadow.

Do feathers hurt when you hit them with your fist?

No, before your fist touches the feather, the strong air flow stirred by your fist will blow the feather out.

Fang Yan is the feather that can be photographed at any time.

Of course, this time's shooting is different from the last time. This time, he took the initiative to be photographed. He was consciously avoiding and defending. The last time I was shot accidentally, I was forced to shoot and fly out.

Fang Yan feels that he has made sufficient preparations this time.

Pa -

another slap on Fang Yan's chest.

The hand was light and floating, and suddenly it was printed.

It pierces through time and space, almost without any omen.

Moreover, Fang Yandi's drunken crane didn't have time to dodge the palm.

That is to say, even if Fang Yan turns into a feather, the dragon's painstaking hand can still beat the feather to pieces——With great strength, feathers will fly away.

I can't do any damage to the feather with my strength.

However, such a choice is not too hard for the dragon's hard life.

He wanted to shoot, and then he got it.

It seems to be as simple as eating and drinking water. Fang Yan has used up all his ways and made enough preparations, but still can't resist the hard work of the dragon.

And it's a palm that's been used before.