Chapter 842 (2/2)

Fang Yan walked step by step toward the dragon's hard life and swaggered across, just like the farm owner inspecting his own vegetable garden.

Dragon hard life looked at Fang Yan's eyes, when a person has any action, his eyes are the first to show a reaction.

Fang Yan looks like a reckless man. He wants to walk up to the dragon and give him a ruthless look.

If his opponent is not dragon, he can do so.

But isn't he joking now?

I didn't think he was joking.

He's not going straight, he's going curve. It seems that there are three changes in every step, and three changes can produce infinite evolution.

This is the true meaning of Taiji. There are two in one's life and two in one's life.

Fangyan is Taiji when speaking and Taiji when walking. Every word and every action is in accordance with Taiji.

Now Fangyan and Taiji are integrated. I'm Taiji. I mean Taiji. Because of the continuous flow of real Qi, it looks fresh and energetic, which is the legendary expression of Taiji water overflowing.

In the eyes of the dragon, Fang Yan, who is walking towards him, seems to be full of holes.

However, if he dare to act recklessly, every loophole may be a real trap.

Of course, there will be loopholes, everyone will have loopholes or dead doors, but when there are too many loopholes, you don't know that loophole is the real one.

When Fang Yan came to the two or three meters in front of the dragon, he raised his right arm and clapped it lightly.

After that clap, Fang Yan's whole arm disappeared in the mid air, and turned to emptiness under the eyes of Fang Yan and the Dragon Xin.

The dragon's hard life also splits a sword, which has no shadow like every sword before.

This formed a strange scene. They were still standing in this world, but their belligerent hands and swords entered another world.

There was no difference, no sound of iron and gold hitting each other.

However, Fang Yandi's right hand is pounding wildly.

One after another, it's stormy.

The dragon's hard life stabs one sword after another, like ghosts and fire and stars.

Abruptly, the space in front of them was tearing violently.

Their hair is disturbed by the strong wind, their clothes are blown back by the strong wind, and their facial features are distorted by the wind.

Then, their bodies suddenly fly back in the air.

Boom -

loud explosion.

After the explosion, there was a huge tornado vortex. All the young grass branches and fine sand boulders on the ground were rolled towards the eye of the tornado, and they were lost in an instant.

It's like a black hole that can devour everything. As it spins faster, further and larger objects are swept in.

Including Fang Yan, who is fighting in the air, and ye meek Gongsun flag, who is watching the battle in the surrounding area.

Ye is gentle and motionless, but her feet are deep in the stone. She stepped out two footprints on the hard stone ground.

Gongsun flag's clothes are popping, and his body is leaning forward slightly to resist the suction of the tornado, which seems to be a bit laborious.

Fang Yan and the Dragon struggled together in the air, turning into two shadows of black and white, and then two black spots of the same paint.

At last, they became one, and became a strong wind that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye.

Fengshan is windy and dusty. There is another sandstorm coming from the north. It's like drowning the whole world.

Shalala -

the sound of sand collision that makes people's teeth numb sounded in the air, instantly wrapped them and shrouded them, so that Fang Yan's hard-working leaves gentle Gongsun flag and the whole Fengshan and the people on Fengshan become one with them.

The whole world is gray, just like the end of the world is coming.

Just then, a huge lone Eagle suddenly appeared in the middle of the sandstorm.

No, how could the lone Eagle appear in the middle of the sandstorm?

It's more like a ghost hidden in a sandstorm. It's a devil that scares people.

Ye, who has been paying attention to the battle regiment, is alert and alert. His eyes are sharp to break through the wind and dust like a blind. He shouts: ”Fang Yan be careful.”

it's still a little late after all. The black figure is hidden in the dust storm. With the cold wind from the north, he rushes towards the fighting Fang Yan and his hard life.

Shua -

from the blazing white light, even the dense dust that makes people's eyes hard to open is hard to cover.Boom -

at the place where the white light rings, all the dust disappears. Even the air has been purified.

Soon, it was back to normal. More sand and dust crowded past to fill that vacuum.