Chapter 82 Fight Xiao Zhengning Again!

The banks of the Yangliu River.

In the distance, the blue waves are rippling, the water is dense, and the heat is steaming nearby, like a light gauze covering the face.

This is a very strange phenomenon.

At this time, it should be the cold winter season, but I don't feel the atmosphere of freezing hands and feet at all. Instead, it is warm and comfortable, making the tired people drowsy.

This is probably the handwriting of the mysterious Mr. Lin, someone thought.

It's just a pity that it is blocked by the fog, and even the best camera can't play its role. The only thing that can be seen clearly is Mr. Lin's back, which makes everything look like the most important part is missing.

...

At this time, in the Yangliu River, there were two men facing each other.

One is Lin Lang, and the other is naturally Xiao Zhengning.

Common sense, Yang Qianjue died in the middle of the river, Xiao Zhengning, a senior brother, should feel angry or sad.

But he didn't have any, and from beginning to end, he had that indifferent expression on his face, as if all of this had nothing to do with him.

Indifferent, detached, reclusive and independent.

"I have to admit that you are far stronger than I imagined. Martial arts and magical powers go hand in hand, giving you the strength to confront the master head-on. Looking at the entire Chinese warrior world, there are only three or two people who can achieve such accomplishments."

"In time, maybe you will have the strength to confront the legendary realm head-on, but you don't have this chance."

Xiao Zhengning walked leisurely in the courtyard, without putting up any defensive measures, as if walking leisurely in his own backyard, and his emotions were not moved by Yang Qianjue's death.

He walked over with his head held high, full of absolute self-confidence. Rather than saying that he didn't believe that Lin Lang would make a sneak attack, it would be better to say that he had absolute confidence in dealing with a sneak attack.

Confidence is an attitude, if you have too much, you become arrogant.

"That realm? There are other realms above the master?" Lin Lang frowned imperceptibly. From his point of view, the Taoism on the earth is incomplete, and monks have natural flaws. At the end, there should be no other realms.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Zhengning's idle words would bring out another realm.

"Naturally, it is in the realm of the gods." Xiao Zhengning smiled lightly, and said again: "I looked at the unofficial history of the classics of the past dynasties, and finally found that there are always three or two shadows of the gods in the sporadic history, but they are relatively detached and do not show up in the world on weekdays. That's all."

"The last time they appeared in front of the world was already in the last century, so many people have forgotten their existence, but one thing I can be sure of is that they must still be alive."

"God Realm, what about the realm above God Realm?"

"Above the divine realm should be immortals."

"Okay, I've said enough today, the dead don't need to know too much."

Xiao Zhengning seemed a little bored and didn't want to continue talking, chattering was not his style.

At the same time as his words fell, strands of white light gushed out from under his ribs, as white as stalactites, and finally stretched out a pair of long wings on both sides.

With the help of this pair of wings, Xiao Zhengning seemed to be transformed into an angel, facing the sky, standing calmly on the clouds.

"This red pill is condensed by me collecting ten different flames. I hope you don't let me down."

Xiao Zhengning squeezed it tightly in his palm, and opened it again. A red ball was floating in his hand. He opened his mouth to inhale, and the red pill in front of him was swallowed by him.

A crimson flame totem immediately appeared between his brows, like a third eye. At the same time, clusters of flames suddenly burst out around Xiao Zhengning's body, enveloping him tightly. The red wings reflected.

He stood in it like a king born in the flames.

"go."

Xiao Zhengning pointed with one hand, and the calmly burning flames also became violent. They were no longer swaying, but extremely compressed, mixed with the explosive sound of air burning, and exploded loudly.

This is no longer a flame, but a pillar of fire with flames compressed into magma.

"This move is much better than that guy with the white eyebrows. If the flame concentration is higher, it will be very troublesome for me to deal with it." Lin Lang secretly praised in his heart, Xiao Zhengning knew his strength but still dared to make a move, obviously there is some point Really capable.

Facing the pillar of fire summoned by Xiao Zhengning, Lin Lang remained undisturbed, and pressed his palm vertically towards the water surface.

"rise!"

Lin Lang let out a low snort, and as he raised his palm, a water column more than ten meters high suddenly rushed into the air, colliding heavily with the coming water column.

Between the flame and the water flow, there is no question of who can defeat the other. A strong flame can evaporate the water flow, and a sufficient amount of water flow can also extinguish the flame. Which one is better depends on the strength of the player.

Suddenly, the collision between the water column and the flame column had already decided the winner.

Xiao Zhengning turned sideways slightly to avoid the water column, still as calm as before: "You really didn't disappoint me, but Akamaru's energy is more than that, just a very small part was used to deal with you, I hope you will still use it next time." Can smile."

"That's what Akamaru is all about."

Xiao Zhengning stood in the air and muttered to himself silently, the flames wrapped around his body revived again, and with the sound of "Teng", all the surrounding area of ​​more than ten meters turned into a sea of ​​flames.

He stood in it, and the reflection of the bright red wings continued to incite, engulfing several feet of flames.

Just as Lin Lang wished, the flame concentration this time is several times higher than before. In terms of temperature alone, even the spirit of earth fire is slightly inferior to it.

one chip.

"Well done!"

Lin Lang laughed loudly, raised his left hand to his chest, and grasped far away in the direction where Xiao Zhengning came.

One way to pick the stars, you can pick the world, the sun, the moon and the stars!

As a master of cultivation, he is good at repelling fire and avoiding water, and also has the ability to call wind and rain, but his own body is flawed, and his frail body is only a little stronger than ordinary people.

Once you get close to a warrior, it is like a good archer who throws away his bow and arrows and chooses to fight hand-to-hand with a wild beast. The final result is to be torn to pieces by the wild beast.

Xiao Zhengning was naturally no exception, he almost didn't need to think, his body had already reacted in time, and a flash appeared at the other end of the sea of ​​flames.

The moment he dodged, Lin Lang made a bold move again. Before he could finish his left hand's move, the long-prepared Golden Elephant Fist burst out from his right hand.

Three punches in a row, each time stronger than the previous one.

Although the Star Picker was fast, it lacked strength, and was inclined to an assassination method, so it was taken as a feint by Lin Lang. The real method was the famous Golden Elephant Fist.

"Leave me alone!"

Lin Lang punched again, not only was there a golden light shining on the surface of the fist, it even formed a giant elephant running from a distance behind him.

tread! Tread!

I don't know if it was the sound of fists hitting the flames, or the running footsteps of the golden elephant. In short, the whole ground trembled a few times, and the power was no less than a small earthquake.

"Oops, fooled!"

Xiao Zhengning secretly thought that it was terrible, but he also felt powerless, so he could only watch helplessly as all the flames around him dissipated. However, he was also decisive, and when he knew he had failed, he immediately fluttered his wings and left this place of right and wrong.

Sure enough, just as Xiao Zhengning stood firm, a gust of wind blew behind him, almost tearing his wings off his body.

"The reaction was quick." Lin Lang secretly thought it was a pity, but if the other party hesitated at all, he could seriously injure or even kill Xiao Zhengning with thunder.

Xiao Zhengning quickly covered his figure, and at this moment finally looked at Lin Lang squarely, treating him as an opponent of the same level.

"It's no wonder that Yang Qianjue was defeated by you. You really are not simple. If I'm not mistaken, you used less than 90% of your strength in that golden fist just now, right?"

"My eyesight is not bad, but I only used 70% of my strength, otherwise a single Golden Elephant Fist would be enough to keep you here." Lin Lang sighed, clapping his palms.

Every form in the fighting method is not simple, and the power is also increased in geometric multiples. Similarly, the strength of the power is also proportional to the consumption of spiritual power. If Lin Lang used the Golden Elephant Fist unreservedly, he could kill the opponent directly, but he might lose his spiritual power.

Lin Lang would not do this.

"Golden Elephant Fist is majestic, thick as a mountain, and the transition between offense and defense is more satisfactory. It is Mr. Lin's luck to have this supernatural power." Xiao Zhengning nodded, his eyes became more and more stern.

"But this move alone can't help me. The gap between the master and the warrior cannot be bridged by one and a half moves."

Xiao Zhengning let out a shout, and the wings on his back stretched out, causing his speed to surge a lot, making him unpredictable like a phantom.

At the same time, Xiao Zhengning twisted his fingers, only to see a piece of paper as thin as a cicada's wing was easily crushed by him.

"Since flames are useless to you, then try my ten-year-long mastery, how about the real world of water shield."

The air suddenly became cold, as if returning to the depths of winter, penetrating into the bone marrow.

The river was surging, as if feeling Xiao Zhengning's will, it exploded at this moment, splashing in all directions, after being baptized by the sky, it finally condensed into hundreds of transparent ice cones, each of which was comparable to the sharpness of a sword.

This is the difficulty of cultivating masters. If they have enough means to save their lives, the spells they cast continuously are enough to make the masters in the middle stage suffer for a while.

"go!"

Xiao Zhengning flicked his sleeves, and the ice pick swallowed a dense cold light, which disappeared in an instant.

"Well done!"

Lin Lang's mind trembled slightly, and he raised his fist to fight back. Since he was reborn, he has never met an opponent. Today's fight with Xiao Zhengning made him vaguely regain the shadow of his previous fights.

Xiao Zhengning, who has stepped into the realm of a master, is comparable to a monk in the late stage of Qi refining in terms of cultivation level, and with many means on his body, he can fight even against the peak of Qi refining.

This kind of strength, even Lin Lang had to treat it seriously.

Lin Lang turned his palms into knives, and his body flickered extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he had chopped down a few ice picks close to him, but more ice picks swarmed behind him, forcing him to take a few steps back.

"It seems that I have to use that trick in advance."

Lin Lang took a deep breath, overlapped his hands, and turned his palms outward. Then, a white streak shot out from the sleeve robe, like a sharp glass knife, cutting out a fan-shaped area in the void in front of him.

The white grain melted and finally solidified, making this fan shape into a crystal clear mirror.

boom!

Countless ice cones slammed heavily on the ice mirror, like high-speed trains colliding together, the momentum was astonishing, and the sharp friction sound even made many people subconsciously plug their ears.