Chapter 834

Boom, explosions on the scene, sweeping all sides.

Zhitian Jiakang attack, Ding Yi in the defense, the first move of the two is hard to win, stalemate.

Both Ding Yi and Zhitian Jiakang value each other a lot.

In terms of realm, Ding Yi's dual divine realm, with battle armor in his body, is a little higher than the one who weaves Tian Jiakang.

However, the fight between human beings and immortals is always more important than the divine realm, so they can't say who is higher or who is lower.

Besides, Ding Yi doesn't use the power of war Armor now. If you add the power of war armor, it's estimated that Zhitian Jiakang can't hold it.

"Sure enough, I have some skills. I use all the ancient magic power. I dare say you are Ning Yi." Zhitian Jiakang sneered and took another step forward, brushing, waving his fingers and writing in the air.

This time he wrote the word "Xian".

As soon as this immortal character is written, his whole breath is also a little different. His body exudes a kind of immortal bone, Taoist bone, and immortal will. It seems that he is really an ancient immortal who came into the world.

"Boom" a peerless majesty rolled over at the same time, directly to Ding Yi's heart.

Ding Yi's heart trembled, and suddenly he felt a kind of worship and sincere prayer.

"Fierce, the idea of human immortals is really powerful. Although it is far from the point of evolution of all things, it can affect my mood." Ding Yi's face changed slightly, and he quickly turned the magic power to protect his mind.

At this time, if there was a henggu who was not strong enough in Zhitian Jiakang's mind, he would kneel down on the spot and admire him.

"Are the immortals killed by powerful ideas?" Ding Yi's idea just flashed.

Whoosh, Zhitian Jiakang moves this time. His figure moves. His breath is like mountains and rivers. He punches Ding Yimeng.

In his first two moves, he killed the enemy with his mind. He tried Ding Yi's skills, but now he really did it.

The close combat between human and immortal is their strong point.

At this time, Ding Yi's mind was just oppressed by the word "immortal". His mind was a little confused and not calm enough.

With one punch, the opponent goes down to Zhonggong and reaches Ding Yi's chest in a flash.

"Tie Ma Suo Qiao" Ding Yi, regardless of the others, reflexes and takes the first move. His hands block each other, slamming and pushing on each other's fists.

The real power of both sides is fierce.

Roaring, the scene once again a violent shock, a strong momentum rushed to Ding Yi, Ding Yi is a bit untenable, swish, back more than ten meters.

Chi, Fu, there was a fierce sonic boom in the air. Zhitian Jiakang, with a figure faster than the speed of sound, was pressing step by step, and hit Ding Yi again.

Roaring, Ding Yi picks up again, retreats again, and retreats more than ten meters.

Chi, Fu, Zhitian Jiakang go on again, continuous boxing, 18 punches in one breath.

The 18 fists were like lightning, almost finished in one second.

Ding Yi didn't have time to react. He had no time to dodge.

As soon as the 18 fists passed, he knew what the immortal was.

Idea is their strong point, and their greatest reliance is the ferocious violence and lightning speed.

In the close combat, the speed of Renxian is supersonic, and the strength of his fist is so terrible that it's too late to react.

Moreover, in battle, they can keep pressure on the enemy's mind all the time and suppress each other's mind by mind.

Some spirit is not strong enough, without waiting for the opponent's close combat, it has collapsed.

It's no wonder that Shenjing is not the opponent of Renxian.

How terrible is this man's power?

Because Ding Yi is completely hard, when he hits the last punch, he only hears a crack from the armor on his arms.

Four generations of xianzhan armor, after opening the shield, was cracked by Zhitian Jiakang.

"Good guy." Instead of being afraid, Ding Yi had a surprise.

All the time, his main opponents are the Xuanshi of henggu Shenjing, who are vulnerable to attack at the same level. He also killed several of them.

When I met Renxian today, I felt that he was a good opponent.

Such opponents also hone his strength.

"Close combat, I will." Ding Yi doesn't use magic power, but uses his best "Baji boxing".

Two punches, one point, left and right.

It is one of the eight killing moves of Bajiquan.

"As I said, the traditional Chinese culture has fallen behind. Your past practice can't keep up with the times." Zhitian Jiakang's face is expressionless. When he talks, his body beats like a sonic boom. He can make more than ten punches with every word he says. His body shape is extremely fast. He will appear on Ding Yi's left side and behind him, like a ghost.

"Yama's three-point hand", "fierce tiger's hard climbing mountain" and "standing in the same place, Tongtian gun" are all eight moves of bajimen.

If you want to say that the eight moves of Bajiquan have covered all directions, up, middle and down, can defend and attack, and can never leak.

The second wave of attack of Zhitian Jiakang made a full fifty-six punches. It was like a storm in the sky, but he was like a huge stone in the mountain. He stood still and let you wind and rain.

Bang, bang, the scene was full of violence, and a lot of sand was blown up. The depressions were boiling, and the boxing style splashed the water in the pool. Everywhere it looked dilapidated.

Within one hundred meters of Fangyuan, no one could stand in the middle. Anyone standing in the middle would be shocked to death by the strength of their fists.

Compared with Xuanshi's magic power, this kind of melee is not good-looking and shocking, but more destructive.

Zhitian Jiakang attacked two waves in succession. He was fierce and domineering. He was very shocked at the scene, but he couldn't help Ding Yi.

In particular, Renxian's most powerful mind may use his mind to put pressure on his opponent, but in Ding Yi, he can't feel Ding Yi's fear and fear.

"This Ning Yi is extremely resolute and has a strong soul. If he is allowed to become an immortal, his soul may crush many people." Zhitian Jiakang is more willing to kill Ding Yi. If he doesn't kill Ding Yi today, he may have no chance in the future.

"Very good. You are really strong. If you want to force me to use my unique skill, I don't care whether you are Ning Yi or Ding Yi. It's your honor to die under my unique skill today."

Zhitian Jiakang retreated and said a few names casually, but actually gave Ding Yi his real name.

Of course, what he said is that whether you are Zhang San or Li Si, you don't really know Ding Yi's real name.

The best way? Ding Yi laughs. I didn't fight back. I always let you attack, but I just want to see the real power of Renxian.

"If there's anything, I can't wait to kill you." Ding Yi said with a smile.

"Waste, you have to wait for death, I will help you." Zhitian Jiakang is furious and reaches for the ground.

Whoosh, something flew out of a pile of sand, and Ding Yi could see it only after it fell into his hands.

Just now, Zhitian Jiakang took a sword, which was seized by Ding Yi. Then he squeezed it into scrap iron and threw it on the ground.

Zhitian Jiakang now grabs this pile of scrap iron again.

He grabs, pinches and wipes.

Zheng, scrap iron becomes a knife again.

If there are other people present at this time, absolutely take a breath of air conditioning.

It's not difficult to make a knife into scrap iron, but it's many times more difficult to make a pile of scrap iron into a knife.

"There's only one move in my sword technique. It's my master's original creation. His glory and contribution to mankind are no less than those of the sages in archaic mythology."

"It's the glory of your life that you can die with such a sword."

Zhitian Jiakang said and slowly raised his knife.

Immediately, a peerless power burst out in his body. The long sword was shining like the sun and the moon. He seemed to incarnate as an ancient sage, holding up a sharp blade to split the world.

"Death" weaves Tian Jiakang to chop down, the situation is changeable, the sun and the moon have no light, the heaven and the earth collapse, the stars change.

Standing opposite, Ding Yi feels that what he is facing is not a knife, but a disaster from the sky.

What is natural disaster?

No matter where you hide, you can't avoid it.

This is a gift from heaven. If you cross it, you will become an immortal. If you can't cross it, you will become ashes.

"Good Dao technique." Ding Yi was dazzled and admired Zhitian Chengyou.

He has created his own system and martial arts. In henggu college, he is absolutely a peerless and talented disciple.

To say that he did not contribute to the earth, Ding Yi did not dare.

Unfortunately, he had a bad mind. He didn't put it into practice. Instead, he wanted to seize power and gain profits.

Ding Yi felt powerless when this knife came out. Besides relying on machine armour, he seemed to have no way to avoid it.

However, he was afraid that the armor would not be able to withstand. Just now, Zhitian Jiakang's fists cracked the armor. What would happen if he changed it to his longest sword technique?

"Come on, enough fun. Go to hell." Ding Yi is no longer in the mood to continue playing with him.