There was a crisp clang sound, the blade and the gun tip clicked lightly, and then it was divided with one touch!
There was no fierceness as imagined, nor was there a devastating explosion. It was just a collision, and the two people passed each other, and then their figures became illusory and uncertain again, as if they had turned into two entangled phantoms.
"Boy, you do have a lot of room for improvement, but I promise you, you won't have another chance to improve in the future, because today is the day you die!"
The first shot missed, Wang Ziyu's face turned scarlet and cold, and he suddenly let out a roar, the spear drew a gray dragon shadow in the air, and the invisible gun body enveloped Meng Fan.
There is no ray of light, no sweeping the world, only the phantom light brought by the tip of the gun tearing the air.
The light and shadow were like meteors, so fast that it was impossible to dodge. Even if Meng Fan had used his power of perception to capture the trajectory of the gun tip, the opponent's gun light was too fast, and his body had no time to make dodge movements.
So he forgot to dodge, roared fiercely, straightened the long knife, and drew an arc.
The tip of the spear has arrived, like a wild dragon chasing the wind, ready to crush everything.
But just when the gun tip was less than half a meter away from Meng Fan, the long knife struck out at a strange angle, causing a sharp collision with the tip of the gun, and then steadily blocked the fatal blow.
The tip of Wang Ziyu's spear was buzzing and trembling. Under the silver spear light, a dark gray air flow was surging crazily. He was still releasing his willpower. The domineering spear seemed to have been intercepted, but it contained a hidden meaning.
The power in the gun body was endless, and it moved back inch by inch against Meng Fan's long knife.
"Boy, go to hell!"
"You can't do it!"
The two roared at the same time. In terms of strength, the spear had the advantage, pushing back against Meng Fan step by step, but the distance between the spear head and Meng Fan did not change at all.
Meng Fan's body continued to slide back, and by flying upside down, the terrifying power contained in the spear was released. Then his body turned, spinning like a top, and the cross-cutting blade collided and rubbed with the tip of the spear countless times, making a clanging sound.
The sound of popping beans kept coming.
Meng Fan turned nine times in a row, and the spear and the blade also collided nine times.
With each impact, hot sparks would burst out, and the power in the spear was attenuated due to these nine impacts, which was skillfully resolved by Meng Fan.
"Okay, he is worthy of being regarded as my opponent, then you try this!"
All the blows with all his strength were deflected by Meng Fan. Wang Ziyu's face also turned cold. He suddenly withdrew his gun and jumped back. Meng Fan stomped his feet on the ground. He raised his body several meters and spun the gun head crazily in the air, condensing it again.
A whirlwind with a diameter of more than three meters.
"That move again!"
Just after receiving Wang Ziyu's attack, Meng Fan didn't bother to take a breath, and suddenly raised his gaze, locked the handle of the gun that was spinning crazily in the sky, and lowered his gaze.
The domineering gun body has created a huge whirlwind. Under the black whirlwind, a powerful and biting murderous aura is gathering crazily.
The huge cyclone spread twice as much as before, and a dragon-like roar erupted from the rotating gun shadow, causing the sky to change color, and Meng Fan's sight also turned completely gray.
Feeling the swirling cyclones around him and the cold murderous intent contained in the spear, Meng Fan twitched the corners of his mouth and his eyes became extremely sharp.
Appeared, Wang Ziyu's strongest blow, using the rotation of the spear to drive the pressure of the cyclone, forming a domineering whirlpool that swallowed up the surrounding space like a wild dragon, locking Meng Fan to death again.
This attack was impossible to dodge. In addition, Wang Ziyu completed the second stage of evolution and made up for the lack of this ability in time, making it impossible for Meng Fan to use the same method as last time to resolve this attack.
The tip of the spear came again, condensing into a domineering tornado, and the impact from top to bottom was like a galloping horse. Meng Fan could not dodge, and he could only dance his long sword, setting off a storm of long swords.
The tip of the spear and the light of the sword collide again!
There is no doubt that Meng Fan's long sword is stronger and sharper, so under the wind of the sword, the tens of thousands of spear lights are shattering one after another, and the entire whirlpool becomes messy under the chopping of the blade.
But the really terrifying thing about this blow is that no matter how many times the wind whirlpool is torn apart, it will condense again with the rotation of the spear light. The whirlwind tornado that splits the air is still expanding, like a storm, it has already swept Meng Fan away.
Swallowed whole.
No matter how sharp Meng Fan's sword is, no matter how fast he draws it, it can't tear apart the wind whirlpool.
Because the storm is originally invisible, it will not be affected by these physical attacks at all.
"Young man surnamed Meng, don't think that you will be my opponent if you have also broken through the second level of combat power. In order to make up for the weakness of this attack, I have spent a lot of effort. This shot is reserved for you!"
From the depths of the storm, Wang Ziyu's cold and exaggerated roar could be heard. The wind from the gun was still spreading, tearing Meng Fan's coat to pieces and leaving traces of blood on his muscular body. Although the blood marks were not deep, the gun could be used in an instant.
Thousands of blows were struck, but if all these attacks landed on him, even with Meng Fan's physical strength, he would be torn into pieces by the overbearing spear light.
This is Wang Ziyu's full strength.
"You are indeed an extremely powerful opponent. No wonder everyone says you are the number one combat force in the entire Yunxi City."
Meng Fan had been injured in many places, and his body was completely enveloped by the whirlwind. He could neither dodge nor receive all the attacks. As the wounds on his body continued to increase, his face became pale little by little.
At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh, lamenting Wang Ziyu's power and the terrifying nature of this talent.
However, Meng Fan's vigor has not yet been lost. Even though he seems to be at an absolute disadvantage, the sharpness in his eyes is unprecedentedly solid.
The next second, he suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed it directly towards the place where the wind whirlpool was the densest.
Such behavior is simply courting death!
Because the wind whirlpool changes the airflow caused by the rotation of the spear, every strong wind is so sharp and full of cutting power, which is no less than a real sword, and it is not something that any flesh and blood body can withstand.
Meng Fan's move was tantamount to exposing his left hand directly to the whirlwind. What would happen to him would be that his entire arm was shattered by the strong wind.
Wang Ziyu also saw this and immediately sneered triumphantly, "Are you out of your mind? Do you really think you can stop my attack with just one hand? You are just... hmm?"
But the sneer didn't last long, and the scene that followed made Wang Ziyu so surprised that he shouted, "No way, what's going on!"
A careful vortex appeared in the palm of Meng Fan's left hand. As the vortex emerged, a powerful suction force erupted, immediately forcibly absorbing the energy in the whirlpool.
The seemingly overbearing wind whirlpool is like a deflated rubber ball. As the energy is forcibly plundered and swallowed, the size is gradually shrinking, from the original diameter of more than three meters to only half a meter.
And as the wind whirlpool disappeared, the rotating spear also lost its sharpness. Although the spear's light was still bright, it could not pose much danger to a superpower at Meng Fan's level.
And Meng Fan finally ushered in his moment of counterattack. He raised his gaze and sneered,
"You are not the only one who has superpowers. Now, I will let you see what I can do." This chapter has been completed!