"Boy, you are good enough to be able to survive the one I just called, but you are a little stupid and pick the wrong opponent." An evil voice sounded, and Mr. An, who was holding a silver hook, had cold purple eyes, revealing an evil temperament.

This silver long hooked in his hands, and with his evil aura emanated, making him look even more evil.

Song Ming, who was next to Mr. An, also had a sneer on his face.

"Hmph." Feng Yan snorted coldly and did not speak.

"Mr. An is fast, has weird attacks, and has extremely rich fighting experience. If I want to defeat him, I must use a stupid method to fight head-on and compete with him for strength." Feng Yan thought in his heart.

Head-on!

In the battle between strong people, fighting like head-on is rare.

after all……

If the two have too much difference in strength, just one head-on fight, the weak side may be fatal. However, the weak two have a head-on fight, and both of them will suffer a loss after all, after all, the consumption will be very large.

This is likely to be in a stalemate, and both sides are consuming their energy. Whoever consumes all the energy first will win.

It is not an exaggeration to call this kind of fighting stupidity, rather than consumption.

"I am just the eighth level. Even if I have a strong physique and have used the Immortal Demon Art, the power I burst out is still not as good as him." Feng Yan frowned slightly.

He had just realized that with all his strength, he was still at a disadvantage in basic strength. It was obvious that the opponent's energy was extremely strong.

"But I just used the desolate style. If I used the three styles of Breaking the Sky in the Air Realm, then I can be equal to him in terms of strength, and even suppress him in terms of strength. Moreover, the three styles of Breaking the Sky are the martial arts in the Air Realm, which are extremely profound. It is difficult for him to rely on speed to avoid it. He can only fight hard with me. At this time, I can take the opportunity to kill him!" Feng Yan smiled on his face.

The three styles of Potian are the martial arts of the Kong realm, with extremely powerful power. Using the three styles of Potian is enough to increase Feng Yan's strength by a higher level, and it is completely possible for him to fight against the opponent head-on.

"Just do it like this!"

After making up his mind, Feng Yan took action.

"Check me!"

With a loud shout, a surging air like a demon god surged up, and a mighty Yuan power filled the sword, and the Rain Knife burst out with an extremely dazzling light.

In an instant, the air stopped flowing.

A sudden knife swung down!

call out!

The dazzling sword light shone in the sky, extremely dazzling, making everyone feel illusion, as if two suns appeared in the sky.

Darling, sharp, cold!

The dazzling sword flashed, and it cut through the space in an instant. Under the strong sound of breaking wind, it appeared in front of Mr. Na'an.

The strong pressure from the sword light, even Mr. An couldn't help but frown slightly, and a hint of solemnity appeared on his face.

"Warrior of the Air Realm?"

"Hmph, even if it is the martial arts of the air, I will let you know that the gap in strength cannot be made up by the martial arts of the air." A cold voice came out, but Mr. Na'an moved in vain.

It was still the long silver hook. With a light stroke, a silver phantom roared out, fighting with the dazzling sword light like lightning.

clang!

The sound of interception sounded.

"Hmph!" Mr. An let out a muffled groan, his face changed slightly, but his figure couldn't help but take two steps back. Feng Yan was as imposing as the long sword in his hand, and the dazzling sword light flashed again, and it turned out to be the same knife style as before.

"What?" Mr. An's expression changed drastically.

He didn't expect that after Feng Yan used the Aviation Martial Arts once, he did not stop and used it again for the second time.

"How is it possible that he used the martial arts of the air realm without stopping at all. How could his Yuanli keep up?" Mr. An was shocked. Seeing the dazzling sword light coming, he quickly waved his long silver hook and instantly drew a circle in the air, carrying a strange aura, and greeted the dazzling sword light again.

Bang!

This time, there was a low voice.

Mr. An's face suddenly turned pale, and then he retreated in a mess.

"Haha, old boy, take me another knife." A hearty laughter resounded throughout the sky.

Although Mr. An looks very young, Feng Yan understands that Mr. An is at least over fifty years old, otherwise he would not be so strong.

Feng Yan came in the air, and the long sword in his hand fell down again, and it was the knife-raising posture just now.

The dazzling sword light flashed again.

"Impossible!" The evil young man, Mr. An, was shocked when he saw this.

"Absolutely impossible. How could he use the Air Realm Martial Arts three times in a row? It's impossible!"

"Where did he get so much energy?" The evil young man's face no longer had the ease and comfort he had before. He saw his face twisting, and he was obviously in a state of madness.

He was unwilling to believe that this was true no matter what.

It is necessary to know how powerful the martial arts in the realm is, and how difficult it is to use it?

The condensed energy alone is very vast.

Even if they are as strong as those in the Air Realm, it is not easy to use Air Realm Martial Arts. At least they need to pause for a while after using Air Realm Martial Arts.

But Yanfeng...

Do you perform the martial arts of the Avici three times in a row? And there is no pause in the middle?
Chapter completed!