Chapter six hundred and seventy-first strategy to break the game
As Fan Que finished his words, he looked at Lin Ji with his bare hands, and suddenly stepped out, completely disappearing, except for a ripple behind him.
"So fast!" Lin Ji's power of soul instantly captured Fan Que's figure. It was not a great magical power involving space like his divine foot power, but it was simply extremely fast.
In an instant, Lin Ji felt a strong wind coming from behind him.
But before he could react, Fan Que's extremely fierce fist had already landed on his back.
Peng!
puff!
Lin Ji vomited blood and looked back with horror in his eyes, but his figure was directly punched into the distance and flew for seven or eight miles before he could stop.
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"How is it possible? I can't even react?!"
Surprised, he lowered his head and saw that the clothes on his chest had torn a big hole, which was the mark left by the force of Fan Que's punch just now.
"If I hadn't cultivated the True Dragon Body..."
Lin Ji swallowed and felt extremely scared.
That is to say, he had achieved great success in body refining, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as a monk already protected him. Fan Que's punch first broke through Lin Ji's protective spiritual energy, and then broke through the spiritual power in his body. Only then did he finally
It hurt his body and heart.
If not, even if it were a person with a weaker physical body, the punch just now would have been enough to prevent him from using all his methods and seriously injure him on the spot.
However, there was not much time left for Lin Ji to check his injuries. In the blink of an eye, he felt the threat from Fan Que again.
This time, he had already learned his lesson. Just when he felt something was wrong, he stepped on Shenzutong and disappeared.
Just like before, when he appeared again, sure enough, not far in front of him, Fan Que was chasing after him again.
"You can't escape!" Fan Que's speed was extremely fast, and he arrived in front of Lin Ji in the blink of an eye, "The previous lesson was not enough? Today one of you and I will die under the wrath of the God."
"What does the angry god you called out have to do with Lin?!"
"What does it have to do with you? Who was chasing me just now? If you don't catch me, will I fight you to the death? Humph!"
Seeing Fan Que leaning forward again, Lin Ji's muscles all over his body bulged, and his whole body seemed to have swelled.
He used all his strength to activate his true dragon body for the first time in a long time, and punched Fan Que fiercely.
Katsa.
The sound of bones breaking was heard.
Lin Ji's figure flew out again. As he flew, he looked at his right hand, which was completely bruised and broken into pieces inside. He felt quite speechless.
"This punch is many times more powerful than the one just now. How can this guy hold back at this time?"
Previously, it was no big deal when Xinmai resisted a punch, but this time he suffered a big loss with his hands. Lin Ji was dumbfounded for a moment.
This kind of injury is nothing to a Taoist cultivator. When he was thrown upside down and his strength was not reduced, he could already feel the injury on his hand slowly recovering.
However, there was no time for Lin Ji to recover, because Fan Que had already charged forward again.
Before he could get close, Lin Ji's figure disappeared again.
"Oh, it's just useless work."
Fan Que closed his eyes for about a breath, and when he opened them again, his eyes fell on the empty space beside him for no reason.
He didn't hesitate at all, as if he was sure that Lin Ji would appear in the direction he was looking at, he rushed straight over.
After a while, Lin Ji showed up.
"We've been found again." Lin Ji let out a long sigh of relief.
The smile on Fan Que's face grew stronger.
"Did you draw your sword? Come on, I'll let you cut me!"
He smiled wildly and rushed towards Lin Ji like crazy, as if he couldn't see the green sword in Lin Ji's hand.
Seeing this, Lin Ji shook his head slightly.
This time, he did not step on the Shenzu Tong to escape. Instead, he backed away at full speed to delay time while raising his left hand.
"contains..."
When he opened his mouth, he found that he was holding a sword in his left hand.
He raised his right hand again, but it was still soft and bruised, and he couldn't use any force at all.
"It's been a long time since I've used the Thunder-inducing Sword Technique with all my strength, and I always thought that it would be perfect. Although I can now draw thunder without using the technique, I still feel uncomfortable if I don't recite a few words." Lin Ji explained casually.
Seeing Fan Que ignoring him and getting closer and closer, Lin Ji let out a long sigh.
"That's all, you can't pinch the secret formula. You always have to recite a few sentences of the secret formula."
"There is thunder inside, the name of the thunder god is hidden, the wisdom of the cave is clear, the five energy is soaring, thunder is coming!"
Rumble!
When thunderclouds suddenly appeared, the speed at which they gathered was unimaginable.
The moment Lin Ji finished speaking, the thundercloud seemed to appear in the sky out of thin air.
"The Thunder Sword Technique? Do you think I'm a monster? You've already entered the Taoist realm, who is still afraid of this mere thunder disaster... Hey, where are the people?" Fan Que was halfway through his words when he saw that Lin Ji had disappeared.
He suddenly looked up and saw Lin Ji flying towards the whirlpool of lightning and thunder clouds in the sky.
The sky, which was originally dyed red by the phantom of the angry god, has now been robbed of half of its color by the black vortex of calamity clouds. If viewed from a distance, it seems that they are fighting against each other.
"What does he want to do?"
With the power of God, Fan Que finally felt a little restrained. He chose to wait temporarily to see what tricks Lin Ji wanted to come up with.
If it was just the Lightning Sword Technique, then he...
While he was thinking about it in his mind, Fan Que's eyes widened suddenly, and he suddenly realized something.
In the sky, the power of stars suddenly flashed around Lin Ji. In just an instant, the calamity clouds and starlight took up almost 80% of the position in the sky that could be seen. Instead, the phantom of the angry god was swept away.
Squeezed into the corner.
At this moment, Fan Que had already felt the extreme danger from Lin Ji, and that was the real way to kill him.
"The Thunder-inducing Sword Technique of Supervisor Tiansi is combined with the Seven-Star Sword of Taiyi Sect's North Pole Skill? Can this boy's physical body withstand such power? Yes, he is also a body-refining monk, but his other methods are too outstanding.
Body training is less conspicuous."
Thinking of this, Fan Que suddenly sneered.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, this sword is powerful enough, but it's a pity that you can't kill me. And after this sword, what else can you do? What's the cause and effect of killing me again?"
Lin Ji in the sky smiled and looked at Fan Que.
"Lin's ability to keep things under control has been discovered by you, but Fellow Daoist Fan got it wrong this time."
"how?"
"It was only now that Lin finally understood why you were able to catch up even with your divine foot power. You must know that Bai Qianjiao was helpless against Lin back then."
After the words fell, Lin Ji turned his eyes and looked at the phantom of the angry god that had been suppressed by the calamity and the stars.
Seeing this scene, Fan Que's eyes suddenly shrank.
He finally realized what Lin Ji wanted to do.
"Lin Ji! Don't go crazy!" Fan Que shouted loudly.
But at the same time, the long sword in Lin Ji's hand, which was already ready to go, finally fell towards the phantom of the angry god in the distance.
"Under the nose of a being in the ninth realm or even higher realm, no wonder Lin can't get rid of you."