Don't allow Ye Fan to think more about it. The man has started to hit Ye Fan crazily again!
Wuji thunder fist full fire, fist like a meteor shower, with raging thunder, constantly falling!
Ye Fan just took five or six fists, his hands were bloody and his bones were broken, so he didn't dare to take it again.
The power of each blow is incredible!
It is reasonable to say that one's melee skills can't let the other party hit the key every time.
But men's thunder light fist, it is time to hit super high power!
In contrast, their own sword meaning and Longyan, although can also produce lethality, but the other side can basically eat.
In this way, Ye Fan will not be able to hold on first.
"No There must be something wrong with that! "
Experience tells Ye Fan, not his cultivation and physical weakness, but what omissions.
He was not eager to disintegrate, his eyes twinkled with black gold, trying to analyze each other's heresy.
Relying on super resilience, Ye Fan braved the pain and forced a few moves, and finally found the problem!
Good guy!
Ye Fan is astonished to find that when he moves out, he seems to have no magical skills, but in fact, his moves are all magic skills!
His magic skill lies in the "result" caused by the move!
Ye Fan didn't find it at the beginning, because the magic skill was not released at the time of the move, but only appeared after the end!
Moreover, if there was no double law, Ye Fan would not be able to discover it immediately.
"You're so boring. How can you rely on magic in melee combat?"
Ye Fan called out several flying swords, whirling around like a whirlpool of black and gold swords.
A sword of frost!
The surrounding battlefield, together with those fairylands and obstacles in the forest of goblins, were all wiped out!
This moment's battlefield, only matchless, nothing else!
As long as ye fan is willing, the frost effect of a sword can be continuously released, which will become the forbidden zone of magic arts!
"Bang!"
Ye Fan has just recovered his right hand and collided with the man's fist!
This time, Ye Fan has not been broken bone!
The man frowned, obviously found that his magic skills failed!
"Every time you use a move, you can" maximize theoretical damage. "It has to be said that this is a very powerful magic skill, which is infinitely close to the imperial level..."
"But In front of me, even if it's imperial, it's no more! "
"The emperor's magic that eliminates magic? It's interesting... "
"But on the contrary, your imperial sword sense is not equivalent to no?"
Ye Fan's heart is a meal, this guy's brain is very clear, combat sense of smell is also very keen.
Indeed, the greatest advantage of matchless is to make any other law invalid.
However, the biggest drawback of matchless is that it has no other characteristics.
For a long time, Ye Fan felt that this kind of characteristic is very in line with his requirements, because in addition to being unparalleled, Ye Fan also has madness dancing and disintegration!
Fight absolute power, no matter physically or spiritually, Ye Fan is not afraid!
Moreover, this is Ye Fan's favorite way of fighting.
"That is to say, as long as my absolute strength is stronger than your sword intention, you, the imperial swordsman, will have no threat..." The man disdains the way.
Ye Fan was inspired to be aggressive. He hasn't heard such a clamor with him for a long time.
"Are you all right?" Ye Fan asked with a grin.
The man's face was expressionless, "this, you stay to ask yourself Fool
All of a sudden!
Man's whole body of dark blue lightning, Huoran pressure surge!
The current changed from blue to a more intense white, just like a white flame!
"Thor!"
Ye Fan's tongue, the first time to see the highest level of blood in Baihu's theory!
This is not a general Thor. This man's cultivation and physical strength, combined with Thor, the combat effectiveness is not increased by several percent, but is bound to double!
Speed! power! Energy! More white tiger stunts!
"The White Emperor appears to be a saint, quick thunder light fist!"
The man in white Thunder God has dyed his long hair into platinum.
His eyes flashed with thunder, and his fist, like countless white lightning, shot at Ye Fan!
"The dragon's blood energy!"
"Emperor Dragon Sword respect!"
"Dragon blood battle armor!"
The halo of various colors is constantly flashing on Ye Fan's body, and each attack and defense state is open together!
As the shadow of the huge sword God condenses and shrinks, Ye Fan's body looks like a cast of blood colored steel.
The strength of their own after the hard eat do not know hundreds of fists!
"Dragon boxing, thousand blows!"
Ye Fan also does not know, what is the opponent's cards, semi tentative ground dragon boxing.错误代码(54003):不可预知的错误。