Chapter 769

The soul of martial arts is derived from the deepest soul of the powerful, with various forms.

He is not only proud, but also proficient in gun skills. His martial spirit is like a long gun, but also the soul of a gun.

Han Xiaozi, whose martial spirit looks like an eagle and a falcon, is an eagle soul. He is extremely fast, and his attack is extremely fierce, which makes it impossible to prevent.

The eagle's chirp kept coming out. In the void, those virtual shadows became more and more solid. They were full of sharp breath and stood around Han Xiaozi. Each eye was like an eagle's eye, which could penetrate people's hearts.

"Han Xiaozi has ten thousand shadow Dharma bodies, and his figure can reach ten thousand weights. After the martial spirit is displayed, the speed will be increased to an extremely terrible level. Even if Fang Li has unparalleled combat power, it will be useless if he fails to hit the other side." the crowd raised their heads one by one and looked at the gray black Falcon in the void with a slight surprise.

Fang Li also raised his head and stared at Han Xiaozi. A different color appeared in his eyes.

WANYING Dharma body and Eagle soul are all the strengths of Han Xiaozi. The combination of the two can be called perfect.

"Show your martial spirit, or you will lose." Han Xiaozi said coldly. The sharp breath on his body became more and more thick, and the eagle chirped continuously.

"I don't think so." Fang Li smiled lightly and stepped lightly. The whole heaven and earth began to tremble, the vortex continued, and the power of heaven and earth came down crazily.

"Talk big!" Han Xiaozi was angered by Fang Li. He felt that he had been underestimated. His body twinkled and roared, "kill!"

When the voice fell, the eagle soul roared up to the sky and turned into a streamer. The harsh sound of breaking the air came and directly killed Fang Li in front of him. The speed was amazing and almost crossed the space.

At the same time, Han Xiaozi also arrived. Behind him, 10000 virtual shadows flickered and connected into one piece. Even heaven and earth could be covered. They shot one after another, as if they were going to crush Fang Li to death.

"Heaven is prison!"

A cold voice came out of Fang Li's mouth. He stretched out a finger and brushed it gently. The whole space in front of him was instantly solidified. The invisible power of heaven and earth enveloped Han Xiaozi's body like the tide. At the same time, it also caged 10000 heavy figures and Eagle souls.

"Get out!"

Seeing this scene, Han Xiaozi's face changed slightly. His palms were photographed wildly and scattered the power of heaven and earth. He could feel that there was a terrible power in this power of heaven and earth.

Once surrounded, he is bound to fall to the disadvantage. Moreover, this force comes from heaven and earth. If it moves, the sky and earth will move. There is no room for Wanchong virtual shadow to play, so it will be ruthlessly suppressed.

Boom!

A roar came out, and the power of heaven and earth came down. Whenever it was a virtual shadow exposed to the power of heaven and earth, it turned into nothingness in an instant. The eagle soul on Han Xiaozi's head failed to exert its due power and was directly suppressed.

"Damn, ten thousand heavy palms!" Han Xiaozi roared again and again, and the power of terror broke out like a tide. However, the power of heaven and earth is too huge to defeat it completely.

"You've lost."

Fang Han stood on the void with his eyes overlooking Han Xiaozi. In his voice, there was a sense of arrogance of the superior. At the moment, he was the superior king, overlooking everything and disdaining everything.

Boom, boom!

The power of heaven and earth, without any reservation at the moment, directly oppressed Han Xiaozi. After a while, Han Xiaozi burst into a roar, spitting hot blood in his mouth and continuous palms. He wanted to fight to death.

But in the end, his body was still shrouded by the power of heaven and earth. The heavy figure disappeared, and the palm shadow turned into nothingness. The crowd only heard the continuous sound of explosion. Finally, in the space, a crazy hurricane swept through, just like the disaster of the end of the day.

After a long time, the hurricane began to dissipate slowly.

At the moment, the martial arts arena is full of holes and countless cracks, which is somewhat shocking. Both of them in the field of vision have disappeared, but the terrible war spirit still exists.

Bang!

The clouds were torn apart, and a figure fell from the void and slowly stood in the center of the challenge arena, making the eyes of the crowd condense. It was Fang Li who came.

At the moment, although he was somewhat injured, his breath was still strong, his eyes were cold and fearless.

On the ground not far away, a few rocks were loose, and Han Xiaozi, who was in rags, got up with a little difficulty. His whole body was covered with blood marks, and his breath was floating, which seemed very embarrassed.

The blood on the corner of his mouth was not dry, and his eyes stared at Fang Li, very indifferent, but more decadent and unwilling.

Failed!

After waiting for two years, the final winner was not Han Xiaozi, but Fang Han.

Even if he had the ten thousand shadow Dharma body and fully mastered the power of the martial soul, he was full of confidence. The final result was still failure, just like the duel in those years, and the result did not change at all.

"I will repay this revenge, and I will win the next war!" Han Xiaozi clenched his fist and said.

"I didn't do my best in the first world war just now, and your strength is not qualified for me to show my martial spirit. Don't you understand how huge the gap between you and me is?"

Fang Li turned around, spit out a word coldly, and then directly returned to his seat, sat down cross legged, closed his eyes and isolated all the sounds of the outside world.

As for Han Xiaozi, he stood in the same place with a dull look in his eyes.

Fang Li, in the war just now, has not displayed his martial spirit.

But in the end, he still won.

If he did his best, wouldn't he be able to easily defeat Han Xiaozi?

The crowd vomited a foul breath one after another. Prince Qin Wu's strength is too terrible. It seems that he is the leader of the Imperial War. Although Han Xiaozi and ye Chen are not weak, they are still far from Fang Li. The gap is like a natural moat.

"Fang Li wins!"

After watching the war just now, Chang Qingshan also felt that he was still in the mood. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Han Xiaozi, you should hurry up to recover. When you adjust to your best state, you should fight ye Chen immediately."

"Yes!"

Han Xiaozi nodded in response and immediately woke up from his failure and lost to Fang Li. Although he was unwilling, the other party's strength was really very strong and convinced him.

But for ye Chen, there was a trace of disdain in Han Xiaozi's heart.

He can tolerate losing to Fang Li, but he can't tolerate losing to Ye Chen. In a later war, he will try his best to defeat Ye Chen with the fastest speed and vent his anger.

"It seems that Han Xiaozi didn't pay attention to you." Su Mu went to Ye Chen's side and said a faint sentence. Ye Chen shook his head helplessly, didn't speak, and didn't feel angry.

When Fang Li fought with Han Xiaozi, ye Chen understood how terrible Fang Li's strength was. He was definitely a genius among geniuses. Even in the countless gods of the strong, he would have a place.

But these did not make ye Chen afraid.

On the contrary, his eyes are full of war. Whether Han Xiaozi or Fang Li, he will fight, fight with all his strength, and even win the leading position in the war of the imperial dynasty!