Chapter 839

"Your eyes deceive you." Dragon hard life to see the injured Fang Yan said. "You haven't seen me."

"I haven't seen you." Fang Yan's face was heavy, he said in a deep voice.

"When you see me disappear, I was not me. You see me in front of you, I was not me at that time. When you see me, I am not me at that time - human eyes will bring some illusion to the brain. Some of the illusions are formed naturally and some of them are created artificially. And all you see is man-made. "

"I see." Fang Yan nods. "Now I want to understand. When you disappear, the ripples are already illusions, and then use one illusion after another to create a complete attack process. But at that time, you have already arrived in front of me, and you took that palm out - I took that palm a little earlier than I saw. "

"Mountain Ghost manifesting." The Dragon said with a smile. "Originally, it was just a path, but it can be used skillfully to achieve unexpected results. It's extremely rare for you to be able to figure out the key points so quickly when you first enter the water overflow situation. "

"It's the heart of Taiji." Fang Yan explained. "I thought that the heart of Taiji only reacts when it is in danger. Now I want to understand that my heart of Taiji is already on the guard when I feel the danger in advance. Otherwise, I can't stop the palm you just held - "

" the heart of Taiji is a unique skill in a thousand years, and it has its own advantages. However, for thousands of years, only a few people have been able to achieve the heart of Taiji - "the dragon's hard life gives a very high evaluation to the current Fangyan. "You are a rare talent in Taiji for 500 years. In time, there is no limit to what can be achieved. "

"Thank you very much, Mr. dragon." Fang Yan said with a smile. Take out a handkerchief from the pocket and wipe the blood stains on the corners of the mouth. The white robe on the body is soaked with blood and water, which is also helpless. Who can fight and kill without bleeding? Either one's own blood or another's.

Fang Yan put the bloody handkerchief in his pocket and looked at the dragon and said, "let's try again."

"Look again." The dragon looks at Fang Yan and says.

When talking, the dragon's hard life disappears from the original place again.

There is the sound of space being torn in the air, and the sound of air being wrapped.

Dragon's hard life appeared in front of Fang Yan again, and then clapped his hand to Fang Yan's chest.

is as like as two peas.

Rhythm!

Shenlong's bitter attack has its own unique sense of rhythm, and he is the one who leads the sense of rhythm, everything is in his control.

You can only obey or follow his rhythm, otherwise you will only suffer worse results.

Because his attack is a domain, an illusion.

If the domain is broken, it will burst.

If the illusion is broken, people will be at a loss.

"No way." Fang Yan's eyes were slightly cold, he said, biting his teeth.

This time, in any case, he will not let the dragon work hard to shoot himself.

When he thought about it like this, the heart of Taiji had already taken the initiative to rotate. The transparent crystal looks motionless, but it has improved its speed to the extreme.

It's like you can see that the sun and moon in the sky have never moved, but their speed is not that human can follow.

A warm stream of air breaks down from the nucleus and then converges toward the point where the body is about to be attacked.

Once again, they will gather together to form a light group, and then they will block the painstaking palm power of the dragon.

Of course, this is the natural resistance consciousness of Taiji mind.

Fang Yan himself will resist.

His body unfolds, his feet are drawing circles on the ground, and his body rotates into a white light spot.

This time, he finally had time to fully expand the drunken crane in the wind.

His body became a mass of feathers, a leaf, a transparent shadow.

Do feathers hurt when you hit them with your fist?

No, before your fist touches the feather, the strong air flow stirred by your fist will blow the feather out.

Fang Yan is the feather that can be photographed at any time.

Of course, this time's shooting is different from the last time. This time, he took the initiative to be photographed. He was consciously avoiding and defending. The last time I was shot accidentally, I was forced to shoot and fly out.

Fang Yan feels that he has made sufficient preparations this time.

Pa -

another slap on Fang Yan's chest.

The hand was light and floating, and suddenly it was printed.

It pierces through time and space, almost without any omen.

Moreover, Fang Yandi's drunken crane didn't have time to dodge the palm.

That is to say, even if Fang Yan turns into a feather, the dragon's painstaking hand can still beat the feather to pieces——With great strength, feathers will fly away.

I can't do any damage to the feather with my strength.

However, such a choice is not too hard for the dragon's hard life.

He wanted to shoot, and then he got it.

It seems to be as simple as eating and drinking water. Fang Yan has used up all his ways and made enough preparations, but still can't resist the hard work of the dragon.

And it's a palm that's been used before.

The master is quick to change. Once the moves are used, they may bring fatal danger to themselves.

However, the dragon's hard life has used the same palm twice to beat Fang Yan.

Fang Yan's body rose again.

It's like a kite, blown into the air by the strong wind, and then forced to lift air to twist the body.

Hua La -

Fang Yan steps into the air and falls in front of the Dragon again.

At that time, you should not lift your breath forcefully --

Fang Yan smiled, but there was a deep red blood flow out of the corner of his mouth.

Fang Yan's internal organs are injured. This time, the injury is even more serious than the last time.

"This time, your brain is deceiving you." Dragon hard life to see Fang Yan, said with a smile.

"-" Fang Yan took the handkerchief out of his pocket again and carefully wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth.

Then, fold the handkerchief again. Fold the bloodstained part inside to avoid soiling your clothes when you put it in your pocket.

After finishing these things, Fang Yan looked at the dragon and said, "I understand."

"What do you understand?" Asked the dragon.

"I know what kind of way a master should fight." Fang Yan opened his mouth. He laughed happily and comfortably.

Yes, it's a wonderful feeling.

You just pierced a layer of window paper with your fingers, but you can find a colorful and wonderful world.

Water overflows the environment, emphasizing meaning rather than action.

It means soul and behavior bone.

When Fang Yan used to fight with people, he always used all kinds of moves to fight with people desperately.

Elbows, crotch kicks, throat locks, and everything. To defeat the opponent.

But now it's different. In this way, you can't hurt the same master of heaven. It's like the dragon's hard-working life. Maybe before you blow it, he's already smashed you.

Forget the moves.

Do not deliberately remember what, naturally, obedience to heaven.

Heaven is the highest rule, far more than Fang Yan studied martial arts for more than 20 years.

Now, they should fight with artistic conception and momentum, not just the previous moves.

Otherwise, you'll fall behind, always slow.

Gongsun flag approached Ye meekness and asked in a low voice, "what do they mean? Why did master say that Fang Yan was cheated by the brain? Can the brain deceive itself? "

Ye gentleness is not looking at Gongsun flag, the face said expressionless: "you do not understand."

"-" Gongsun Qi knew that he was coming from his humiliation. They are not from the same world at all. Why do they come here?

"Then -" the smile on Dragon's hard-working face gradually disappeared. He looked at Fang Yan seriously and said, "let's really start."

As soon as the voice fell, Fang Yan appeared in front of him.

No, it's on his head.

Fang Yan is flying high, holding a huge balloon in his hands.

The balloon, like the substance, hissed as it fell.

The balloon's periphery has the gas flow to be open, has the energetic gas to let off, more energetic gas replenishes.

Fang Yan presses the balloon toward the top of the dragon's head, and the dragon's fingers reach to half, and quickly takes them back. The body becomes illusory and then disappears in place.

Boom -

a huge explosion sounds, and then the strong air flow is like a sharp blade sweeping all around.

The grass is broken and the trunk of some thick branches is cut in two by the scattered air flow.

The place where the dragon stood just now has become a pit more than one meter deep.

The smell of burning stones came from the pit, and some weeds and branches were directly burned into the air.

If the Dragon didn't escape in time, he would be vaporized now.

The dragon stood on a big raised stone, looked at the huge pit, looked at Fang Yan with great interest, and said, "it's kind of interesting."

In the half peak cave of Feilai peak, there is a man wrapped in black robe.He did not move like a withered dead man, but his ears were slightly raised, gathering the wind and grass on the top of the mountain in his heart.

He is the third in this decisive battle!