Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 296

Sun Xunqiao turned around and saw that the woman who had bet [-] crystal clusters to win Liang De was offline at the speed of light after placing the bet, and didn't even look at the live battle.

Triangle Head shook the folding fan lightly: "I can't see that she has such confidence in Liang De."

"Confidence? Not at all."

Sun Xunqiao shook his head and said:

"The fight between her and my junior brother before graduation was barely [-]-[-].

So many people who came to watch the game felt that Ji Shen could beat Liang De. Doesn't that mean they underestimated her? "

The triangular head smiled and said, "It turned out that I couldn't swallow that breath."

Sun Xunqiao finally put down a few chips in his hand, and threw them to the military green area in the hall representing the Department of Lu.

"Five hundred crystal clusters bet on Liang De.

I said brother Jiao, betting on the language of judgment can affect many people.

With the current odds, if there are many followers and my junior brother wins again, can you and Xu Bingning pay it off? "

The triangular-headed folding fan was closed and knocked, and the one-eyed fist-sized eyes were full of complacency.

"I can't afford this money?

The flow of water in my store last month... You won't believe me if I tell you, go to Baichuan Haiji Antique Street and find out who is the father! "

Tens of meters away, Xu Bingning, who was persuading the eel-headed nameless man to swipe his credit card to place bets, frowned, turned his head, and two eyes that could cut through the iron sheet fell on Triangle Head's face.

"Who is father?"

"It's not me anyway."

The triangular head looked down at his feet and replied in a low voice.

The onlookers, Sun Xunqiao, felt the same way, with deep bitterness in his heart, he stretched out his hand to wrap around the edge of the triangular head, and said:

"Brother Jiao... I'll cook two dishes later, and I'll make oil tempura for you. Let's have a drink."

"Don't talk to me."

"Brother Jiao, needless to say, I understand everything."

"You know shit!"

……

World No. 276 on the other side, male star Dead Sea.

Liang De had already put away the gray-black Martial Dao Primordial Spirit, his body shrunk to the size of fine sand, and fell into the sea together with tens of millions of fine sand clones.

Overturning the rivers and seas did not produce any results, and Ji Shen did not make a move when a scumbag Yuanshen several feet high appeared on the sea to lure the enemy. It is obviously impossible to win a quick battle.

Therefore, Liang De canceled the battle plan to lure the enemy to exchange wounds, and decided to dive to the bottom of the sea to find out.

This battle is for learning, not fighting, and the portal through the boundary and the portal within the boundary cannot be used by default.

Otherwise, if you chase each other and flee, one flies into the sky and the other escapes, and neither can do anything to the other, then wouldn't it mean that it may not be possible to tell the winner after tens of thousands of years.

There is no trace of passage in the sea area that Liang De polluted with internal air, Jishen must still be at the bottom of the sea.

He directed tens of thousands of fine sands to fall slowly, and the tiny clones swam and sank in the dark sea water, like a continuously deforming curtain, shrouded towards the bottom of the sea.

Apart from the unpredictable Beitian Yiqi, the killing martial arts of the Department of Space Studies mainly have super-high-speed maneuvering and super-long-distance guidance, and there are not many methods that can cause large-scale damage.

Liang De's body is constantly changing its position in the falling fine sand curtain, and each grain of fine sand is rapidly adjusting its arrangement, never staying in the same place for more than 1 millisecond.

As long as the Martial Dao Primordial Spirit is not locked, it is almost impossible for Ji Shen to kill his body like the first prize in the lottery!

Even if he was cut by Ji Shen, the connection between his weak body like fine sand and the primordial spirit is negligible, and the related injuries are negligible. god.

And as long as Ji Shen is locked by him, he will fall into the vast ocean of the Liangde war.

The fine sand stained with ginseng will instantly turn into a vicious animal clone, surrounded and stalked, not afraid that he will not shed his skin.

Liang De unfolded his warrior spiritual sense and confirmed the number of fine sand clones per cubic meter of seawater.

"The concentration of the avatar in this sea is not as high as the salt, let's add a little more!"

He opened a few sea eyes of phantom storage space around him, poured nutrients into the stagnant inner sea like no money, and continuously created more clones.

Ji Shen closed his eyes, leaned down and pressed the knife, standing in the steel ruins of the submarine arsenal, seemingly motionless.

He was always at the bottom of the sea, and when Liang De was overwhelmed with anger, he would dance wildly with the turbid currents of the bottom of the sea.

There is a limit to the perception of inner qi and spiritual sense.

As long as the dancing speed is fast enough and the time of contact with Liang De's inner energy is short enough, so that the feedback is weak enough to exceed the limit of Liang De's inner energy and spiritual perception, he will not be discovered by Liang De.

The natural supernatural power of the Lu Academy is uniquely effective in stealth and stealth, but when it comes to detection and perception, how can it compare to Beitian Yiqi, who can detect even the most subtle emotions.

He divided each standard unit of Beitian Qi into 1 million parts and scattered them into the sea. In the perception of warriors with a low sense of Qi, these Beitian Qi seemed to not exist.

Jishen felt the Qi with Qi, quietly "listening" to the rise and fall of Qi in the deep sea, and tapped the right hand holding the knife handle like flicking the keys of a piano.

When Liang De appeared on the surface of the sea with the appearance of the Yuanshen Dharma several feet high, he did not draw his sword.

Because if he used the saber at that time, he would have hit Liang De when he knew he would be cut, and it would not have shaken his mind, and it might have sent the rhythm of the battle into his hands.

His purpose of this battle is to unravel the golden snake entanglement, subdue Liang De, and transform into a brand new self.

So for the first strike in this battle, he wanted to slash on Liang De's heart in a way that Liang De could not imagine, disrupt Liang De's position, let the murderous aura in the slash take advantage of the emptiness, and lock up the martial arts primordial spirit.

The fine sand curtain in the ink sea is less than 1000 meters away from Jishen's head.

Liang De opened thirteen phantom sea eyes at the same time and poured out raw materials. The content of "fine sand" in every cubic meter of seawater has already exceeded [-]. Solid land.

That's not bad, once the sea is filled, the naval battle will turn into a land battle, and my advantage will be even greater.

Thinking of this, Liang De ran the magic sea profound energy with all his strength, the light blue light flashed away, and the consumption speed of the human body refining material package and the export speed of "fine sand" increased again!

In the filthy ink sea, Ji Shen "heard" the rising and falling of the tide getting louder.

That was the sound of the Huanzanghaiyan operating.

The undetectable Beitian in the sea brushed past the thirteen phantom sea eyes and flowed into the phantom space behind the sea eyes.

Ji Shen on the bottom of the sea opened his eyes, and thirteen cold sword lights that contained the cold and murderous aura slashed out the moment he opened his eyes!

The unstoppable light of the knife pierced through the turbid waves of the ink sea, penetrated the churning fine sand, crossed a distance of hundreds of meters, and hit the thirteen sea eyes spewing fine sand, and cut into the thirteen sea eyes connected with Liang Dewu Dao Yuanshen. in a phantom space.

Liang De snorted, endured the severe pain from the Yuanshen, and wanted to close Haiyan.

But those thirteen phantom storage spaces have been locked in place by Senhan's murderous aura in Ji Shen's sword light.

Another thirteen cold sword lights!

Thirteen straight wounds appeared in the void, Liang De's Haina Phantom Store had been cut by Ji Shen from the inside, and all the materials stored in it were cut in two.

A large amount of black coffee poured out from the space wound and flowed into the sea water, like black dirty blood oozing from the void.

The internal qi circulation path in Haina's phantom storage has been cut off, and Liang De has no way to close these [-] phantom storage spaces immediately.

And in order to identify the anti-theft, his martial arts soul has long been closely linked with those Haina phantoms.

He has thirteen more flaws that cannot be diverted in front of the prefect of the empty school department!

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