The others in the Blood Killing Dao were nodding at this time. With their eyes, they could not tell that although the power of the two people who took action was at the peak of ordinary galaxies, their understanding of the original laws had surpassed that of ordinary stars.

Even surpassed some galaxy-level powerhouses.

The Master of Blood Killing pondered for a moment and said lightly: "The rules cannot be broken, not to mention that what we lack in blood Killing Taoism is not a genius."

"He is the top figure who competes with heaven and earth!"

The voice of the Blood Killing Taoist Lord calmed down the discussion around him. Even the strong men in the light ball stopped talking.

The fight is still going on.

Luo Yunyang finally fought with Poshan again and again, but that attack made Luo Yunyang spit out a mouthful of blood.

Blood was flowing, but Luo Yunyang's heart became stronger and stronger.

I can't die, I want to go back!

His sword became more and more crazy, and Poshan's fist became more powerful. The peaks under the huge gravity became fragmented in the fight between the two. And as a force like a strong wind swept across, Poshan's ear was slashed by Luo Yunyang's long sword.

For top warriors, it is really easy to grow their ears, but they are related to the face of the warriors.

Looking at his falling ears, Poshan laughed to the sky. He looked at Luo Yunyang with respect in his eyes.

"You are the third opponent I have encountered in my life and the only opponent I admire!"

Poshan said calmly: "To show my respect for you, today, I will let you die under the Zhenhuanquan of my new understanding."

What is Zhenhuanquan? Luo Yunyang didn’t know, but the power of this Zhenhuanquan was absolutely extraordinary if he could make Poshan speak so seriously.

"You can use your strongest attack, but you have to remember that you don't hold back, because that may be the last attack in your life."

The Master of Taoism, who was left in the sky, nodded gently, and then sighed and said, "What a pity!"

What a pity, the Taoist Lord did not say it, but everyone present could feel who the Taoist Lord regretted it.

Both of them are undoubtedly geniuses. Such characters can be said to have not met one hundred times in the blood-killing battlefields of all dynasties.

And as long as it appears, the light will shine and make the stars dim!

But now, there are two days when the heroes rise together, and in the end, one of these heroes will die.

This is not a pity, it is simply...

Luo Yunyang held the knife in his hand tightly. At this moment, he was extremely calm. It can even be said that there was only one left at this moment.

Live!

In his confrontation with Poshan, Luo Yunyang already felt the most important difference between the two, that is, the gap in understanding the origin law of the two people. Although Poshan is only seventeen, he is only ten, and the gap is only seven!

However, the golden seven has always been like a huge thorn, piercing Luo Yunyang's heart. After comprehending the laws, he naturally knew the power of the laws and knew more clearly the functions of the laws!

The gap between the Original Law Seven is actually very large in Luo Yunyang's feelings.

As the attribute regulator changed, Luo Yunyang had already made the best preparations. This time he did not wait for Poshan to take the lead, but turned into a gust of wind again.

The nine leaves, flying in the endless wind, are so ordinary and so mysterious.

When Po Shan uses his strongest means, it is not only his strongest time, but also his weakest opportunity.

Between these changes in strength and weakness, his opportunity lies. Luo Yunyang knew this truth well, so he did not hesitate at all.

"Good come!" Poshan shouted, and his fist swung again. This punch was no different from the punch just now.

However, this punch is called Zhenhuan!

When the punch was shot out, Luo Yunyang felt the attraction that had been shrouded towards him from all directions!

It was this attraction that made his long sword gather towards Boshan's fist, and the moment this punch came, Luo Yunyang felt a series of ripples.

That's right, it's just a series of ripples!

This is a kind of shocking ripples, which repel Luo Yunyang's body. From attraction to repulsion, in an instant, Luo Yunyang felt that his whole body seemed to fall into a strange state.

This state makes him feel very uncomfortable. No, it should be said that this state makes him feel that life is worse than death.

In this state, Luo Yunyang even had no idea of ​​fighting to the death, and even his fighting spirit would be shattered under this punch!

One hundred and eight Futu wheels flew out at this moment. The Futu wheel was activated by Luo Yunyang with his spiritual power, covering the sky and the earth, and it also implies the infinite true meaning of the wind.

Each Futu wheel can appear anywhere according to Luo Yunyang's intentions. Every Futu wheel can quickly transfer after being attacked.

This is the strongest attack formed by Luo Yunyang's cultivation of wind, and it is also Luo Yunyang's most powerful attack method.

However, this method seems so thin, so powerless, and so worthless under Zhenhuanquan.

In just one moment, dozens of Futu wheels were smashed into pieces, and Luo Yunyang's body was shattered back frantically with the moment when the Futu wheel was broken.

It is not easy to retreat, but after Luo Yunyang desperately added all his true intentions and mental power to his physique, he rushed out from the Zhenhuanquan surrounded him.

One mouthful of blood, two mouthfuls of blood, three mouthfuls of blood...

After leaving the scope of Zhenhuan Fist, Luo Yunyang vomited four or five mouthfuls of blood, and even a lot of blood clots, which spit out of his mouth.

Zhenhuan Fist, just one punch, had already seriously damaged his vitality!

Looking at the Poshan slowly walking towards him, Luo Yunyang's expression became more and more serious. He could not die. He didn't want to die, he could never die!

His efforts over the past few years are to kill him. If he dies here, what should his family do?

Thinking of his sister Luo Donger, his mother, Lan Tianjue, and the prince of Nanshan who is not dead yet...

Luo Yunyang's eyes flashed with a fierce light like a trapped beast. Although his hands were trembling, he still held his long sword tightly.
Chapter completed!