Chapter 822

"Good momentum, but even if your momentum is strong, it's useless. In front of me, your momentum is not enough."

With that, Yi Lang rushed out with all his momentum.

The powerful and incomparable momentum constantly impacts the surrounding air, making the surrounding air surge at a high speed, wave after wave, just like the waves in the sea, wave after wave.

Yilang's strength is undoubtedly strong. Chen Shaofeng himself admits it, but he doesn't admit defeat.

It's not impossible to kill Yilang, but some things can be exposed, but some things can't be exposed. After all, death in this dreamland space is not death in the real sense.

With Yi Lang's talent and strength, even if he goes out early, he can't be abandoned by Yanhuang holy land. With his talent and strength, Yanhuang holy land will certainly recruit him.

Who let him meet the wrong person, otherwise, even if he can't get the first, second and third with his talent, there's still no problem.

But at this time, he will die.

At this time, Chen Shaofeng no longer hid. The purple dragon gun appeared in his hand again, and the purple light wrapped his body in an instant.

As soon as the purple dragon gun came out, his momentum became more Lingli.

Ling Li's unparalleled momentum is like the momentum of the long gun, with the potential to attack the Yellow Dragon.

"Spirit tool."

Yi Lang looked at Chen Shaofeng coldly and said, "what if it's a spirit tool? Do you think if you add one more spirit tool, you will be my opponent?"

"A spirit tool really doesn't have much effect, but do you think it will cost much with your strength?" Chen Shaofeng sneered with disdain.

"I can kill so many masters of the realm of creation in your Yi family. Do you think you alone can change the fate of death?"

"I'm not their waste. Since you're so confident, I'd like to see what strength you have. It's noisy here."

Yi Lang sneered and Jingtian fist came out again.

Obviously, he also knew that Chen Shaofeng was not so simple. There was no way to hurt him with ordinary attacks alone, so he used martial arts from the beginning.

It was an earth shaking blow, but it couldn't deal with Chen Shaofeng.

Chen Shaofeng didn't use his martial arts skills or superfluous movements. When the purple dragon gun in his hand shook, the gun body trembled slightly, and a purple light radiated around him.

At the same time, the tip of the long gun pointed directly at Yilang. With a purple light flashing, the long gun hit the Yellow Dragon, and was broken by the powerful Jingtian fist in an instant.

The long gun directly stabbed him in the back of his hand without any resistance.

Indeed, Jingtian is strong, but no matter how strong it is, it also has his weakest point, and the weakest point of Jingtian fist is his strongest point.

As long as you can break there, the Jingtian fist will be abandoned. That's why Chen Shaofeng stabbed him directly with a long gun.

Because at the moment when the spear was stabbed, Chen Shaofeng delivered all the yuan force in his body. At that moment, the destructive force on the tip of the spear reached the extreme, so the Jingtian fist was broken by Chen Shaofeng's fist.

Yi Lang on the opposite side hasn't recovered from the broken blow of Jingtian fist at this time.

He couldn't believe it was true. His most proud Jingtian fist was broken by such a simple way, which had never happened before.

No one better than him can break his startling fist. What's going on today? Is it difficult that the power of his startling fist has decreased?

Soon, Yi Lang shook his head.

Power down? This is impossible. After all, he has personally experienced the power of Jingtian fist.

The power of Jingtian fist just now will only be stronger than that when he usually releases it, but not weaker. He also knows that Chen Shaofeng must have his means to kill their lucky realm masters continuously.

No matter how he killed, his strength should not be underestimated.

Therefore, the power of this Jingtian fist will not be weak.

There is only one possibility left, that is, Chen Shaofeng's shot is very strong, strong to an incredible level.

So strong that if he accepted the punch directly, he would be killed directly.

It may be hard to believe, but sometimes such things tend to happen more easily.

"Your Jingtian fist has been broken by me. Now I want to see what else you can do." Chen Shaofeng said faintly.

"You're really strong, but you're still early to kill me. This startling fist is just my lowest martial skill. What's it to break him? It just shows that you still have some real materials and it has no impact on me."

As the saying goes, if the loser does not lose, Yi Lang will not admit that he has been hit. Although he is not very comfortable in his heart, he still talks and laughs on the surface.

"Really?"

Chen Shaofeng didn't poke it and smiled but didn't speak, which made Yi Lang hate him.

However, after the painful years when he was a child, he had already formed the habit of hiding himself. Naturally, he would not let Chen Shaofeng see anything.

At the same time, a long sword appeared in his hand. The long sword was more than seven feet long. The silver light on the sword body was dazzling.

But in the dazzling light, the cold wantonly.

From the long sword, you can clearly feel the extremely sharp sword spirit.

"I have spirit tools, too."

"But when I use a spirit tool, that is, when you die, you shouldn't provoke me."

As he spoke, Yi Lang's body rushed out directly, holding a long sword. The sword suddenly appeared, and the sword Qi crisscrossed. In an instant, Chen Shaofeng's body was submerged in the sea of sword Qi.

At this time, Yi Lang's attack became more Lingli. Every move was cold. He used killing moves. If there were no Purple Dragon gun, he would have been killed by him.

The two fought fiercely, from the ground to half air, and then from half air to the ground. The surrounding mountains were destroyed by their swords and guns.

On the ground, there were sword marks and gun holes from time to time, and the battle was particularly fierce.

Not long after, they fell to the ground again. They each fell in front of themselves and began to breathe quickly.

"Cold light sword, cold thousands of miles."

At this time, Yilang finally couldn't bear it.

The cold light sword is a kind of cold ice sword skill. On the long sword, the cold light is chilly and the sword Qi is boundless.

When the sword breath passed, the cold was wanton, freezing the surrounding space.

Layers of cold cover the surroundings in an instant.

However, the cold air is different from ice. It has only a feeling similar to frost, but its temperature is also very low. In an instant, the temperature nearby has just been reduced.

The sword Qi generated by this cold air is not only Ling Li, but also has the cold attribute. Once a general martial artist is attacked, his body may be invaded by the cold air.

Although the body of a martial artist will not get sick, it is not omnipotent. The pain caused by martial arts is more like being injured.