Chapter 825

The fist strength was originally invisible, but when passing through the water curtain, water droplets attached to it, just like bullets entering the water and taking up tails.

"Eh!"

Lin Yin gathered the sword Gang again, and the five foot sword Gang cut on these fist strengths, which unexpectedly smashed Lin Yin's white sword gang.

It's a pity that the stamina is not enough. He blew on Lin Yin's body protecting vigorous Qi, but made Lin Yin's body protecting vigorous Qi tremble slightly.

At this time, many people have gathered near the artificial lake, most of them come to celebrate their birthday. The people who dare to come to the artificial lake to watch the war are also the people in the local list.

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 have been destroyed, and the ground has been shaken out of huge holes by the burst vigorous Qi.

And the two figures are still fighting, playing a wave of wave like wind.

"Just after the fight, there was such a tragic situation. Is this the battle between top experts?"

More than 200 meters away, a tianbang master had blood spilling from the corners of his mouth. He was held by a peer tianbang master and his eyes were shocked. Just now he was just closer to the place where the two masters fought, and he was seriously injured by the aftershock of the fight.

In his mind at the moment, there was nothing but shock.

He is a great master of tianbang. He is also the top combat power in the hidden world circle, but he can't even resist the aftermath of the fight between Lin Yin and Chen Songyang.

You know, this is just a preliminary test of the fight. They already have such power. Both of them still have a trump card.

What would it be like to wait until the crucial moment of the duel between the two.

"Everybody, back up to 500 meters!"

Chu Jicang stood up and shouted.

Now the people watching the war are basically the people who come to celebrate his birthday. They have some friends with the Chu family, so he said a word to remind them.

At this time, he was no less shocked than others. He didn't expect that Lin Yin had such strength at a young age. In addition, with such a great God as the Lin family and Lin Qingcang behind him, it is not impossible to regain control of the Dragon House in the future.

In the lake.

Lin Yin also looked at Chen Songyang with dignified eyes. Just now, they just tried to test. Chen Songyang really deserves to be an old strong man. His fist strength is incomparably cohesive and almost in kind.

You know, the fist strength of ordinary tianbang experts 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 like wood and refined steel.

Once you fight, you can break the vigorous Qi of body protection.

This is also why Lin Yin regards those people's body protection Qi as nothing when he fights with so many tianbang experts.

"I didn't want to beat you, but you should temper your internal strength to such a degree. You really deserve your name as the White Dragon King! But if you have only this ability, you can stay here today!"

Lin Yin stood in the lake and said faintly.

"Ordinary martial artists only know how to increase the amount of internal strength in the body, but they don't know that if they don't temper the internal strength in the body, they won't have a chance to step on the tianbang. I searched through the classics and learned from a thousand years ago that if they want to get beyond the tianbang and reach the legendary divine realm, there is only a glimmer of hope if they temper the internal strength in the body like real objects!" Chen Songyang laughed.

"Lin Yin, we'll fight today. If I die in your hands, please go to the top of martial arts for me!"

"Good!"

Lin Yin stepped forward.

Between heaven and earth, there is silence.

A faint breeze, like a blade and an iron needle, stabbed Chen Songyang.

Invisibly, a great pressure came, like a Mount Tai pressing towards Chen Songyang.

"This... Atmosphere... Interesting!"

Chen Songyang smiled. At this time, Lin Yin finally made him feel threatened.

The breeze within hundreds of meters seemed to vent Lin Yin's emotions, turned into steel needles and stabbed Chen Songyang.

"Back again!"

Chu Jicang gave a loud drink. At this time, Lin Yin and Chen Songyang were going to do their best. Just now, he miscalculated their strength. The range of 500 meters was not safe.

With Chu Jicang yelling, the crowd quickly retreated to a distance of kilometers.

People with less strength than tianbang just now feel suffocated. Their bodies seem to be pierced by tens of thousands of steel needles. If they walk late, they may die there.

Until I retreated a kilometer away, I still had lingering palpitations.

Chen Songyang's body was shocked, and a terrible airflow broke out under his black practice clothes.

Zizi, Zizi!

Invisibly, a mighty air wave in the void, tearing up with the wind and waves, just like countless blades cutting each other.

"Lin Yin, come on, let me see the strength of the successor selected by the old master!"

As Chen Songyang's voice fell, the lake under his feet turned into a water dragon, raised his body and roared towards Lin Yin.

Void concussion.

The sound waves roar!

Lin Yin has no joy or sorrow on her face and stands on the lake with her hands down.

When the dragon held Chen Songyang to kill him, Lin Yin moved his wrist, and a white sword Gang came out of thin air. With the power of lightning, he cut on the Dragon condensed by the lake.

The water dragon was cut in two by Lin Yin's sword Gang, turned into lake water and fell into the lake.

But Chen Songyang didn't care. His eyes were full of essence, and his mouth roared like thunder.

"Eight arm magic fist!"

Chen Songyang seemed to have six arms behind him, each pinching a fist seal. In the void, it seemed as if there was a giant, slamming a fist at Lin Yin.

The power of this punch was earth shaking, as if the space was torn by this punch. Countless air blast sounds were remembered in the air, just like tire explosion.

"This set of boxing was originally made by me integrating Tantric wheel boxing and ancient Muay Thai boxing. It was originally to deal with your great grandfather. Today, you try my boxing!"

In the realm of Chen Songyang, boxing has already transcended the simple skill of fighting and risen to the realm of Taoism.

After death, each fist seal will open the secret collection of all parts of the body and stimulate infinite potential. At this time, even a 10000 pound boulder will be smashed by Chen Songyang.

"This punch!"

Chu Jicang, thousands away, showed a worried look in his eyes. Others were not strong enough and might not see anything, but if he faced Chen Songyang at this time, he would not be the enemy of this fist.

"Well come!"

Lin Yin laughed, and the sword in her hand rose again, turning half the air white.

I saw the white sword slash in the air and meet the fist print hitting the void. This cut seems to cut through the whole space.

"Boom!"

An invisible wave mark swings around from the place where the swords and fists intersect. Everywhere you go, mountains and rivers roll down and trees rise from the ground.