Li Yufan retreated sideways, laughed wildly, his aura was more vigorous, and he pounced on Wu Ling again, attacking more fiercely and fiercely.
Under his stormy attack, Wu Ling refused to give up. With the help of the vigorous qi in the mirror of Zhenwu Universe, the pure qi rushed violently in his arms, firmly guarding the vital points in front of his chest and abdomen. Not showing up.
Not only that, but the blood in Wu Ling's body gradually boiled, giving him a wonderful illusion of infinite power. The stronger and stronger Li Yufan's offensive was, the harder he resisted.
Gradually, Wu Ling and Li Yufan became two phantoms, moving up and down on the battlefield. The hard slate ground was crushed by Li Yufan in pieces, and the stone chips were flying.
From beginning to end, Wu Ling remained vigilant enough to be able to clearly perceive where the qi in Li Yufan's body was gathering at all times, and took a step in advance to stop him, so that Li Yufan could never break through his line of defense.
Bang!
The blow accumulated to the peak hit Wuling's open palm fiercely, and a group of dazzling brilliance suddenly shot out from the palm of the two colliding hands.
From the beginning of the match, Li Yufan had been like a rainbow, but after this blow, he finally paused for the first time.
Just now!
"It's time for me to fight back." Wu Ling laughed loudly: "Brother Yu Fan, see how I do this."
What Wu Ling used was Wudang's Bagua Palm. Naturally, it was not as strong as Li Yufan's masculine fist, but it was better than agility and autonomy. The moves come and go are nothing more than the most basic strokes, but often they are Can stand it. A faint white light beam emerged from his arms, but what he squeezed out was a whistling whistling.
Li Yufan took a step forward and smiled, "Wu Ling, you can't do this trick."
The Eight Diagrams Palm is exquisite, but Li Yufan's fierce fist is so dense and endless, it suppresses Wu Ling with absolutely no power to fight back. As long as Li Yufan can be forced to change another martial skill, the probability that Wu Ling can confidently fight back will greatly increase.
Wu Ling used both hands, and immediately formed a gossip pattern around her body, one black and one white, one yin and one yang, suddenly the wind surged, and the aura lingered. Li Yufan only feels that his fist will enter this gossip pattern, as if he is hitting cotton, without effort. He knows that using this sturdy boxing technique is nothing more than a waste of energy, so immediately Switch.
Sure enough, Li Yufan gave up the previous style of play, but the other martial skill he displayed was even more difficult than the previous one. There is strength in softness, softness in strength, and both strength and softness. This is obviously Wudang Taijiquan!
Wu Ling's eyes moved slightly, and he was secretly startled: "How can he use Wudang's kung fu? Did he learn it when I saw me use it on the square a few days ago? This man's talent is really shocking. My boxing skills are not as strong as that. He was once again seized and suppressed carefully. Fortunately for such an opponent, he encountered it at this time, otherwise he would suffer a big loss in the future."
"Haha, Wu Ling, this is your martial art, I will use your martial art to defeat you!" Li Yufan said in a arrogant voice, "If you don't mind."
"I don't mind, of course I don't mind. Brother Yu Fan can remember this martial skill after seeing me use it again. Just because of this talent, it can be said that he is unprecedented." Wu Ling truly admired.
"Haha, I just learned a little form. I don't want to use it today. The power is so powerful that it makes you laugh, brother." Li Yufan was triumphant.
"Taijiquan is Wudang's top-level boxing method. It can be said to be invulnerable, but it must be broken, otherwise I will be restrained by my own martial arts in the future?" Wu Ling was somewhat helpless: "I was attacked by my own kung fu. There is no way out for this, this feeling is really bad. Is it to be fierce to fierce, recklessly fighting for the reserves of strong gas?"
"In the use of Gang Qi, I am not the same as him. However, if it is said that it is the reserves of Gang Qi, with the help of Zhenwu Qiankun Mirror, I think I will not lose to him." Wu Ling pondered: "However, that's it. I was embarrassed by my own martial arts, even if I won, I would lose face."
If you want to win, you must win, but you must win the glory and the magnificent momentum! It is actually not easy to achieve these many conditions.
Wu Ling appeared indifferent: "Brother Yu Fan, I want to change my tricks."
"Brother Wu Ling, you might as well do your best."
Li Yufan's smile is like a spring breeze. Although he is only twenty this year, he has been famous for more than ten years. Fifteen years ago, when he was only five years old, he had already cultivated to the realm of bone-changing, and he was turned into a freak at that time. To this day, it was half a year ago that he advanced to the fourth floor of Yijin. Especially in these days, Li Yufan has been shackled on the fourth floor of Yijin, and there is no good opportunity for another breakthrough.
In fact, there is only a slight difference between him and the realm of Yi-medullary. The gap of a membrane can be broken at any time and become a strong person in the realm of Yi-medullary. His reputation as the first man in the Wuzhi Empire is by no means flattering.
With this level of cultivation, he asked himself that his chances of winning were great.
Wu Ling's expression suddenly sank, his moves were changed instantly, and his fist was turbulent.
Li Yufan was shocked as soon as he saw him. Not only him, but also Fengfu and Wolfhuo who were on the sidelines, the corners of his mouth were slightly cocked in an instant. Suddenly, there was great interest in knowing the next good show. It's about to be staged!
The same martial skill as Li Yufan was the unusually fierce fist that Li Yufan used before.
"Haha, Brother Yu Fan, this world is really ingenious. You have learned my martial arts, and naturally I can't lose you. I have to use your martial arts to defeat you and convince you to lose."
Wu Ling, who had been taking defense all the time, suddenly brightened his eyes, and his long body suddenly thrust into Li Yufan's chest.
Suddenly, the dazzling offensive was struck by Wu Ling, and the turbulent power violently attacked Li Yufan endlessly.
Li Yufan blocked a few times, suddenly gave up the frenzied attack, reluctantly adopted the defensive.
After continuous bombardment, the qi in Li Yufan's body gradually lost its strength. The explosive melee secret skill he had just performed, such as the open mountain cracking stone fist, consumed too much qi, and the disadvantage of subsequent weakness was finally exposed.
This is what Wu Ling is waiting for!
A series of violent offensives were beaten out by Wu Ling endlessly, like a rushing river, which will never go down.
Li Yufan was sweating like rain, retreating constantly, gradually losing strength, her airtight defense was torn apart one by one, and her majestic body was hit many times in succession.
boom!
With a punch on Li Yufan's chest, his majestic body suddenly flew out and fell into the crowd.
The eighteen evil spirits of Li Yun brought by Li Yufan were shocked, and I watched this scene in horror: Isn't the boxing technique Wu Ling used at this moment the same as Li Yufan's own creation