C1173 Tens of thousands of demonic palms (1/2)
Long Yan squeezed his way through the crowd and reached the top of the tallest building, of course he had to avoid the eyes of the Demon Emperor. With so many people, it wouldn't be easy for him to find them.
Outside the city walls, Mu Yangfeng and Meng Xian'er were already floating 100 metres away. One was dancing gracefully, the other was dressed in a solemn robe, since the battle was a life and death battle for the Alliance Master.
Very quickly, an incomparably strong figure dashed towards Meng Xian'er.
On the city wall, tens of thousands of people cried out in alarm. Even Chen Zilin had not seen Mu Yangfeng actually make a move for a long time.
”So fast!” Long Yan sighed, but he was fast, and Meng Xian'er was even faster, when he was rushing over, she suddenly unleashed a very huge attack.
Meng Xian'er's body was frozen in place, when the fist imprint reached him, it was about to hit, but everyone saw that Meng Xian'er's body was actually blown away like a feather by the fist imprint.
”What?” What kind of battle skill is this, for it to be so strange? ” Long Yan could clearly see that even if he transformed Dragon Soul Transformation and the Blue Dragon Illusory Art, he wouldn't be able to catch up to her movement technique.
This was a battle between the most powerful practitioners in the history of the Profound Martial God Realm, which made countless people widen their eyes. Long Yan began to admire Mu Yangfeng's temperament and knew that he was no match for Mu Yangfeng but he was not afraid in the slightest!
It seemed that he had truly relied on his own strength to fight for the position of chief. For so many years, no one had been able to shake him. This clearly showed that he had his outstanding points.
BOOM!
The two of them were forced to retreat. The peak fourth stage Earth Martial Spirit's strength and the early fifth stage Earth Martial Spirit's strength clashed against each other. In that moment, Mu Yangfeng actually avoided being at a disadvantage during his first exchange.
This was a good opportunity for Long Yan. Maybe he could find the opportunity to advance to the third level of Earth Martial Spirit from their battle, and comprehend, observe, and think about it. All of their battles were carefully comprehended by Long Yan, and displayed a certain type of essence.
In the past, I did not know where to go, and even did not know what Big Sis Guan Yue and the rest were talking about. Through their battle, I actually understood everything, I was one step closer to that critical point.
Boom, boom, boom!
The two of them were actually fighting to the point where it was hard to differentiate between them. In addition, looking at Meng Xian'er's fighting posture and the soft and gentle atmosphere that erupted, every time their attacks clashed, they would actually finish dodging and counterattacking at the most crucial moment.
Meng Xian'er was clearly playing with the Martial Alliance Head, and it seems like she did not want to kill him in a hurry either!
”Don't tell me you still don't want to give me the Spirit Dragon Celestial Ganoderma?”
”No, this is simply a dream.”
Meng Xian'er said with incomparable hatred: ”Very good, I'll give you a chance. You won't treasure it, you can't blame me for that.”
”Movement technique, Flying Swallow Steps!”
”Attack skill, Formless Demon Finger!”
Meng Xian'er finally could not hold it in anymore. The anger in her heart was palpable, and once she thought about the Spiritual Dragon Celestial Ganoderma, and Shangguan Wanyue's Three Yin Meridians, her strength would immediately soar. Having the Three Yin Body, that was a physique that was rarely seen in tens of thousands of years.
She became completely excited. Shua!