Wu Po Jiuxiao

Pushing the palm with one hand, Ye Fantian's body suddenly turned around and directly slapped the long whip.

During the release of true energy, Gang Qi quickly turned into a palm and collided with the opponent's python.

After all, Ye Fantian's true energy had not yet been fully charged, and when he was caught off guard and collided with the opponent's power, the strength of Zhou's body also sent him flying into the air.

"Humph……!"

With Nangong Meng's coquettish snort, the long whip was once again like a boa constrictor spitting out a letter. It turned sharply on the way back, and the tip of the long whip suddenly formed a ninety-degree angle under the influence of true energy. tortuous state.

Quickly shot toward his body in Ye Fantian's slightly surprised eyes.

"The control of this long whip has reached such a level. This guy is really ruthless."

The purple phoenix feather in mid-air can't be used now, so Ye Fantian, who naturally couldn't borrow strength in the air, had no choice but to slap a palm in the void. With the emergence of this palm force, ripples appeared like ripples in a lake It also started to ripple.

"Hmph...but that's all, come down for me."

Seeing Ye Fantian's downward slap, Nangong Meng was a little surprised at first, but never thought that nothing happened after the opponent's slap.

"It's a bluff, damn it, pester me."

That Nangong Meng's pretty face was tense, as if it was a piece of black ice, but just when she let down her vigilance and even started to despise Ye Fantian in her heart, a tiger-like vibration seemed to be the rolling Like the fluctuations of the huge waves, they began to rush towards each other without end.

"Blood tiger tearing his hands apart—tiger collapse!"

Ye Fantian said with confidence on his face, although the time in the air was not long, the speed between the two was quite fast, and even the changes in it were not just one kind.

Ye Fantian suddenly used his strength to quickly push his body aside.

The reason for the collapse of the tiger is actually the same as the one-inch fist that Ye Fantian saw in his previous life. That kind of terrifying strength is enough to be used freely under Ye Fantian's control.

After knocking back the opponent's long whip with every inch of strength, Ye Fantian continued to fall to the ground without hesitation.

Chi chi chi...!

"I'll see where you run!"

Amidst the violent friction sound, a cold air radiated from the opposite side. Ye Fantian's face changed slightly. Looking sideways, he saw that Nangong Meng was pouring true energy into the python's head at this time. The python's fangs The ice-blue bead swallowed by the teeth quickly sent out a series of extremely deep fluctuations. With the appearance of this fluctuation, the long whip, which was originally pitch black, was also covered with a layer of blue at this time. Shayi.

"Could it be said that this is the ancient Xuanbing passed down from the ancient times?"

The term "Gu Xuan Bing" suddenly appeared in Ye Fantian's mind. The term "Gu Xuan Bing" still appeared in the ancient times for at least a million years or even a longer period.