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Yang Lan will spread the songs, the heavens, the infinite magic, and other magical methods, and they will be unfolding between the white clouds.

Liu Xiafeng spurred the sun to attack the enemy, and washed away the surrounding layers of white clouds. Yang Lan seemed to be helpless to repair the surrounding clouds. For a time, only the power of parry, and no effort to fight back.

The golden sun is really a blast of fire, and it is a cloud that has been wiped out. It seems that as long as it takes less time, you can break the mind of Yang Lan, perhaps, as long as you add more force, you will be lucky. All destroyed.

However, Yang Lan can only support and seem to be in danger, as if he could be attacked by Liu Xiafeng at any time.

Judging from the course of the war situation, it seems that Yang Lan, who is constantly repairing the white cloud, is more labor-intensive.

Although he was repaired by Jin Dan in the later period, he seems to have no obvious advantage in the total amount of mana compared to Liu Xiafeng in the middle of Jindan.

What's more, according to most situations, there will be some loss under the long-term defensive, and the defense is always passive. As long as one is careless, it may be that all the losses are lost. All the hard work has been in vain.

But is this really the case?

At least, the body shape is hidden between the white clouds, and Yang Lan, who is difficult to find, is very satisfied with the situation at hand.

He casts too much songs, and the burden on mana is actually very low. This is also a great advantage of this supernatural power.

On the contrary, if Liu Xiafeng has been so stormed, the mana will be much faster than him, and it will take a long time for the mana to dry up.

As for Liu Xiafeng, there may be a depletion of mana. Before the offensive weakened, the first step to crack his own magical powers, Yang Lan is actually not worried.

For the change of Tang Dan in the middle of Jindan, Yang Lan was not sure. However, through the previous fight, he can already be sure that Liu Xiafeng is really powerless to forcibly break his supernatural powers, even if the sun is really urging the world's eight laws to destroy the earth.

In this case, the situation is always in his control.

Just from the perspective of the bystander. The person who walks in thin ice is Yang Lan, and the situation is extremely unfavorable to him. The late Jindan monk was pressed by a mid-Jindan monk, and his face was quite unsightly.

But for Yang Lan, the final victory is the most important. There is no difference in him if he wins or wins in a battle.

As for Liu Xiafeng’s perception of the shackles, he suddenly jumped out of the circle and did not fight. He used the previous superficial victory to sell cheaply. This possibility is naturally taken into account by Yang Lan.

First, through the description of Liu Xiafeng and Yang Lan’s own observations before Wan Zhengxue, Liu Xiafeng seems to be casual, but in fact it is quite hard, and most of them do not bother to use such means.

Second. If Liu Xiafeng really did this, Yang Lan also had a backhand to deal with.

In the case of Liu Xiafeng's strong attack, the mana has been greatly depleted. If he is born with a retreat, it will be under the spur of the other.

However, seeing Liu Xiafeng, although his look is as usual, his eyes are faintly impatient, and Yang Lan smiles. The situation is moving in the direction he is most hopeful for.

Liu Xiafeng continues to attack like this, and the later the problem is detected. The more he consumes, the more he can't help if he wants to pull back.

In particular, after seeing that Liu Xiafeng’s offensive failed to do his best, his face Li Xing’s face also showed a sorrowful color.

Seeing this scene, Yang Yu’s mouth is even more revealing a smile that is not easy to detect. This is a battle between the authorities and the fans.

Although Li Xingyu did not speak, her mana scented her mind and volatility, and it would affect Liu Dafeng, who has a more or less influence with her.

This effect is very small, just like a gust of wind in the outside world, or the air humidity is a little bigger, almost undetectable.

But the more such an inconspicuous change, the more it can play a subtle role, in a quiet, ignorant and unconscious, it may make Liu Xiafeng's emotions infected, and thus become more anxious.

The battle was still glued, and once again urging the sun to sweep away a cloud of smoke around, Liu Xiafeng finally frowned, looking at the heavy white clouds in front of him, revealing the hesitation.

After attacking a few more rounds, his offensive suddenly slowed down, and his eyes flashed between his eyes, quietly perceiving heavy white clouds.

The next moment, Liu Xiafeng's brows are tightly locked. Although the expression on his face is calm and unpredictable, his eyes are faintly revealing struggles and unwillingness.

Finally, after launching another round of attacks, Liu Xiafeng’s figure suddenly flashed and flew outside the clouds.

"The reaction is still fast, but it is already late." Yang Lan smiled coldly: "Your Xuanmen Tianzong monk is also very heavy and profitable. Isn't it all so proud?"

He also felt a little pity in his heart. Liu Xiafeng chose to take the time to take advantage of the previous superficial advantage, and then stop here. As a result, at least some spare capacity was retained, and Yang Lan would have difficulty winning.

After all, although Yang Lan has left his backhand, his own ability to attack is not strong.

Seeing Liu Xiafeng withdrawing and retreating, Yang Lan did not dare to delay, let Liu Xiafeng jump out of the battle circle, then he had to work hard before the plan was all in vain, playing pigs and eating tigers, it is necessary to really become a pig.

He squeezed a law with his hands together, and the ethereal white clouds that shrouded the two suddenly condensed.

In the blink of an eye, the vast cloud of smoke seemed to condense into a solid, hard and incomparable, completely sealing this space.

Whether he is himself or Liu Xia Feng, it seems to be a small insect that is frozen in amber, moving and not struggling.

Along the sidelines, Mu Zhen, Chen Xingyu, Guo Chaoyang and others all raised their eyebrows: "What is the sky?"

Too sings and sings the power of saving mana, they are too illusory and disciples are naturally clear, even if they are not practicing the disciples who are too ruthless, but also know the roots, naturally know that there is still a spell in the forgotten way, named Tianyuan Broken clouds.

Too much forgotten and harmonious, the world is full of diverse and unpredictable, one of which is the way to silence.

At the moment, outside of Shenzhou Ding, together with Zheng Zun, and Lin Feng and Wang Lin confronted Xuan Lin Daozun, the result of the combination is the source of the silence.

Under the path of solitude, there are branches, one of which is called the broken road, and the broken sky is the derivative of the broken road.

Under the magical powers of the gods, the vast white clouds directly shattered the void, causing the nearby side to shatter.

Although Yang Hao is not good at attacking, but this time, Liu Xiafeng is shrouded in the interior of the white clouds, using the sky and the clouds, and the inside and outside are broken together, the power is quite impressive.

At this moment, Liu Xiafeng is in the moment of trying to pull back and retreat. At this time, facing the smashing of the sky and the inside and outside, even if there is spare capacity, it is not easy.

Yang Lan is also in the interior of the white clouds, and he will also be affected by the ruins of the heavens, but once he is the person of the technique, the second time he has prepared, naturally it is much easier than Liu Xiafeng, and he is tired in Liu Xiafeng. When the sky was broken, his follow-up offensives came back.

"Hey!" Yang Lan sang low and the white clouds that shrouded the two began to break.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw that Liu Xiafeng looked back at him, and his face was clearly smiling with a smile: "It is you."

Yang Lan’s heart slightly raised an unknown omen, and what made him even more unclear was that Li Xingyu, who was watching the outside, suddenly laughed.

Liu Xiafeng looked at Yang Lan, and his face showed some light and unrelenting look. He smiled casually: "Now I believe that the nonsense that you used to be is not out of the way."

"From the very beginning, you just wanted to irritate me simply, let me lose my calmness. Later, the radical method is actually to interfere with my thinking, let me continue to fall into anxiety and anger, let me feel uncomfortable, let me I want to rush to prove myself and fight back on your provocation."

The singing of the songs of the songs has been completely stopped. Among the white clouds, Yang Lan’s face is looming and expressionless.

Liu Xiafeng's palms suddenly slammed together, and dazzling golden light emerged on his left wrist, extending toward the upper and lower ends, as if a big bow.

"The more I am trying to attack, the more I give up the strengths of my own defamation, and use my shortcomings to compete with you."

Liu Xiafeng’s right hand is on the golden bow of his left hand, like a bow and arrow: “I have been with Wan Zheng’s, so you know from him that my law and body are good, good at fighting, and I am in a strong attack."

A shining golden arrow appeared on the big bow, and the arrow tip was very dazzling. The sun was really condensed before the fire, such as the same golden sun, the horrible power and another Yang Lan fell to the bottom.

Xuanmen Tianzong burns the cliffs and avenues, burning the gods to make a magical power, burning the gods!

It can be applied to any kind of real fire to sacrifice, and the destructive power for one point is extremely amazing.

"But the question is, how do you know that when I was fighting with Wan Zhengxuan, I did my best?" Liu Xiafeng looked at Yang Lan and said softly: "If you continue to hide, my arrow Maybe you can break your previous spells, but you can't completely solve them without your full grasp."

"Now you stop yourself, I can't ask for it. You can see this new spell now. It's awesome, but there is a downside, that is, the casting speed is too slow, not comparable to me."

The voice did not fall, a golden **** arrow slammed away from the strings, dragging a long golden tail flame, like a golden meteor, running through the seemingly solidified clouds.

It is like seeing the clouds in the sky, heavy white clouds are scattered, dazzling golden fires are scattered, forming a round of hot sun in the sky.

Yang Lan can no longer use the Tianyuan broken clouds, and quickly display the method of nowhere to change, trying to avoid Liu Xiafeng, the burning god.

But the flares that bursted open turned into golden yang, burned in the sky, and lasted for a long time.

Yang Lan can only look desperately as his body shape gradually returns to reality from the illusory world, and then is swallowed up by the golden sun! (To be continued)

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