A cold light flickered in Yan Zhaoge's eyes, and a thunderous sound came from where the two of them were in contact.
His punch was like hitting a big mountain, and it was blasted by a thunder current, causing a feeling of paralysis on his fist.
Qi and blood suddenly couldn't flow smoothly, and the whole fist didn't seem to be his own.
Similar to his own right hand, although Lin Zhou's Qinglei Zhengxin Fist was deflected by the swing of Shenlong's tail just now, the right hand that was in contact with his arm was also paralyzed by the thunder and lightning blast from Lin Zhou's fist.
Tianlei Palace's martial art is good at offense but not defense. Once it falls into a disadvantage, the disadvantage will become bigger and bigger.
Lin Zhou, who had already lost his chance, didn't dare to continue to retreat, so he directly counterattacked with a kick, and the style of play that almost hurt both sides wanted to regain the situation.
"It's not the martial arts of Tianlei Temple, but it's a variant of the flying dragon chasing stars before the Great Destruction..."
Thoughts flashed like lightning in Yan Zhaoge's mind.
With a low hum, Yan Zhaoge also did not back down, instead he took a step forward, raising his knees like a shield!
The muscles all over his body are knotted, and under the skin, countless big tendons are kinked together, supporting his own skin membrane, making the already tough skin membrane even stronger!
One of the Six Spirit Demon Fist, Consonance Demon Fist!
The boxing theory imitates the ancient giant rhinoceros, and its defense power is the best in the world.
Yan Zhaoge raised his knees and did not take half a step back, resisting Lin Zhou's kick of Long Teng Zhuyue!
At the same time, in one breath, the numbness of his hands was relieved, and the blood flowed again.
Yan Zhaoge's whole body was full of fierce energy, and without giving Lin Zhou the slightest chance to breathe, his iron fist turned into a palm, and the palm of his palm was purple.
With the palm of the hand in one style, he continued to hit Lin Zhou with his head covering his face.
Lin Zhou made a mistake with both palms, and the second wave of counterattack had already been launched, but he had no choice but to find that Yan Zhaoge changed his moves even faster!
If the two sides confront each other like this, he will be hit by Yan Zhaoge first!
After trying the defensive power of Yan Zhaoge's Lingxi Demon Fist, Lin Zhou has already realized one thing clearly.
Although his realm is higher, if he trades injuries for injuries, he will suffer even more.
Lin Zhou frowned, so he had no choice but to retract his fists and cross his arms to block Yan Zhaoge's palm.
This time, Yan Zhaoge's first-mover advantage was completely stabilized.
Gaining power is not forgiving, Yan Zhaoge's next offensive is like a series of tsunami waves, one wave higher than the other, hitting Lin Zhou overwhelmingly.
Lin Zhou was not discouraged and impetuous, showing the toughness rarely seen in the warriors of Tianlei Palace, pushing his body skills to the extreme, flashing like thunder and lightning, and defusing Yan Zhaoge's offensive.
The two of them stepped into the void, their figures continuously flickered in the sky, and fell to the ground from time to time, causing cracks to appear on the ground.
The spiritual soldiers of both sides are entangled with each other, but from time to time, there are many precious soldiers shining brightly on their bodies.
The brilliance is radiant, each other restrains and resolves, you come and go.
Yan Zhaoge's whole body was steaming with stellar energy, making a sound like the roar of dragons and tigers.
While Lin Zhou's stellar energy takes into account the fierceness of the Tianlei Palace lineage, it also shows the majesty and thickness far surpassing the Tianlei Palace warriors of the same realm.
The spiritual qi manifested the illusory world and enveloped Yan Zhaoge, posing a huge threat, so that Yan Zhaoge could not continue to expand his advantage.
When the battle was in full swing, Yan Zhaoge turned his Qi into a sword, and a seven-star sword that was so ingenious that it seemed to come from outside the sky, pointing directly at Lin Zhou's eyebrows.
Lin Zhou's cold gaze suddenly became hot!
With a sudden turn of his figure, his violent saber technique suddenly became feminine!
Amidst the thunder that filled the sky, a stream of water suddenly appeared.
The water flow condenses into a line, cutting through the void, as if it is invincible, but it is flexible and changeable, making it difficult to predict its trajectory!
Yan Zhaoge's pupils shrank suddenly: "A front-line striker in Bihai City?"
On the front line of sea and sky, who will fight for the front!
The holy land of waters, Bihai City, inherits the best martial arts skills, and is a first-line striker!
It was actually displayed in the hands of Lin Zhou, the direct descendant of Tianlei Palace!
It's not just an imitation, but a super-strength skill that has really got the essence!
Although it was expected that Lin Zhou would definitely have a trump card, but this first-line striker was displayed, which really exceeded Yan Zhaoge's expectations.
This is far more than what existed before Lin Zhou cast the Great Destruction, and now some kind of unique knowledge that has been lost in the Eight Great Worlds, makes Yan Zhaoge even more surprised!
Yan Zhaoge's Seven Star Sword changed its momentum, as if the seven stars were used to anchor Tianhe, stopping the strange and unpredictable attack of the water line for life.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Zhou finally won the opportunity to turn defense into offense!
His whole body's Gang Qi suddenly soared together!
The left and right hands are raised together, the Gang Qi turns into a sword, holding the sword in one hand and the knife in the other!
There was a series of unknowing thunderclaps between the sky and the earth, and the illusory world transformed by Lin Zhou's Gang Qi had nothing but thunder and lightning all over the sky.
The seventy-two swords of the Dianzijue passed down from the Tianlei Palace, and the thirty-six swords of the Leizijue, are used together!
Seeing this, Ah Hu, who was stabilizing the fragments of the Thunder Emperor's Eye, suddenly changed his face: "Thunder and lightning? How did he do it?"
The unique skill of Tianlei Temple, the combination of swords and swords, thunder and lightning!
Since the establishment of the Tianlei Temple, no one has ever been able to perform it in the realm of a master!
Lin Zhou is the first of its kind!
The illusory world full of thunder and lightning exploded!
Lin Zhou's eyes were so cold that there was no warmth at all: "If there is no accident, Yan Zhaoge, you will be dead soon."
"This world doesn't need your existence, let's go on the path of fate you should have gone!"
The lightning-like sword light, and the thunder-like sword light filled the sky with a radius of thousands of meters!
The two forces collided, causing the already violent strength to erupt in an instant!
Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge looked calm and took a deep breath.
He put up a Dinghai Lingquan posture with both fists.
While the fresh air in the dantian surged, the chaotic air mass suddenly shook.
The gang qi entrenched like a dragon in the acupuncture points all over his body suddenly changed their appearance.
In an instant, the hot astral qi was completely transformed into icy astral qi, which merged with the original icy astral qi.
A layer of cold mist seemed to rise around Yan Zhaoge's body.
The ice-cold qi that is as vast as the sea pushes the Dinghai Lingquan, and Yan Zhaoge's whole body seems to turn into a bottomless sea of ice.
Incomparably quiet, incomparably cold, and even incomparably dead still.
Everything returned to the bottom of the abyss, as if entering a place of eternal sleep.
The violent lightning and thunder fell, and for a while it seemed like a mud cow fell into the sea, but Yan Zhaoge couldn't help it.
Even if there is a sword, light and sword that breaks through the defense of Yan Zhaoge's Dinghai Lingquan, it is still resisted by the steel body trained by Yan Zhaoge's Consonance Demon Fist!
Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.
Lin Zhou's thunder and lightning strikes were extremely violent, but they came and went quickly.
At this moment, the strength of Yan Zhaoge's fist suddenly changed, and Dinghai Lingquan turned into Tiansnake King's fist.
From extremely quiet to extremely dynamic, it changes in an instant, but it is complete and free.
It seems that after the dragon dives into the abyss, the real dragon ascends to heaven!
As the chaotic air mass in the dantian vibrated again, Yan Zhaoge's icy aura also turned into fiery heat in an instant!
The violent power erupted in an instant, blatantly breaking through the combination of swords that Lin Zhou had lost his vigor!
Yan Zhaoge took a step forward, and like a fire urging him, he stretched out both hands, and together they cast the palm of the hand, hitting Lin Zhou!
Lin Zhou exerted all his strength on his feet, dodged backwards, and put his arms across his chest in front of him.
"Crack! Crack!"
With two muffled sounds, Lin Zhou's left forearm was directly smashed into three pieces by Yan Zhaoge's two palms!