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The Prelude to the End of Chapter 95

In a flash of divine sense, Fan Liang shot up from behind Song Bingyi, jumping into the air as if he had touched a high-voltage wire, and after the electric light exploded, it instantly exploded into a human-shaped fireball.

"Blast Flame King Kong Iron Fist!"

Roaring out the name of the move, he punched Zhong Nantian's head with his fiery fist.Sima Qian's face was solemn, and he wrote again in vain.

"Strong."

"Do not."

"can."

"destroy."

The large cursive characters with iron paintings and silver hooks are distributed in the four directions, front, rear, left and right, giving the impression that Sima Qian and the two are covered by a semicircular barrier.

Fan Liang had no choice but to use his fist, and with a bang, a huge wave of energy visible to the naked eye spread rapidly outward.The barrier was not broken with a single blow. Centered on the area hit by the fist, the elastic barrier sunk deeply inward. The soft touch from time to time made Fan Liang feel that he would be ejected at any time.

"Hundreds of millions of volts!"

"Break it for me!!"

The remaining thunder elements in the cells rushed to the right fist, and the strength of the fist soared, becoming the last straw that broke the camel's back. With the deafening sonic boom, the barrier shattered like glass.And Fan Liang's arm, like a flag pulled up by the wind, swayed irregularly in the strong wind caused by the shock wave, and the punch that broke the barrier shattered the bones of his entire arm.

"Song Bingyi!"

Fan Liang yelled immediately when he was blown away, and Song Bingyi launched an attack with a tacit understanding when he uttered his voice.

"Acid spray!"

Song Bingyi used a skill attack with a wider range and was more difficult to defend, and the two who couldn't dodge were immediately hit. However, since most of the acid was blocked by Sima Qian, Zhong Nantian was only splashed a little and suffered a slight injury. hurt.

"I'm really a clumsy person." Sima Qian sighed sadly, "If I don't move for a long time, my hands and feet are rusted."

Sima Qian's strength lies not in his personal combat ability, but in his prophecy and calm defense.The opponent he met today was too weird. Fan Liang's last punch was as powerful as a heroic spirit, and this person's heroic spirit was even more bizarre, especially the skills released, which were filthy and unstoppable at the same time. The speed is even more incredible.

"Brother Sima..." Zhong Nantian covered half of his left face, and corroded white smoke came out from between his fingers. Enduring the severe pain, he asked in a hissing voice, "You...are you alright?"

"Do I seem to be okay?" Sima Qian replied straightforwardly, his body was flickering, and he was almost unable to maintain his shape.

"While I still have my last breath, let me eliminate the danger in front of you." Sima Qian's eyes gradually became sharp, "This is the last thing I can do for you."

"Be careful."

Fan Liang's eyes were fixed on Sima Qian. He only had one left arm to move, and the thunder element in his cells had been squandered, leaving only a few hundred points of true energy, which was only enough to release the [Wind Blade].

Hearing Fan Liang's words, Song Bingyi also knew how dangerous the situation was.He thought [Acid Jet] could kill Sima Qian, but he didn't expect it to be a kind of fulfillment, which aroused all of Sima Qian's fighting spirit.

"coming!"

When Sima Qian picked up the pen, Fan Liang's scalp felt numb for an instant, and a cold air rushed from the bottom of his feet to the Tianling Gai. His intuition of danger made him react instantly. The ink fell on the front and back of the place where he once stood, leaving a hole of unknown depth. If it hits the person's body, the result can be imagined.

"what?"

Sima Qian was also in disbelief at the failure of this move. When he was planning his next move, Song Bingyi had already pressed forward and interrupted his attack.

The time of Sima Qian's existence is rapidly decreasing. As long as he is held back and prevented from attacking, he will be able to win the final victory.

Song Bingyi showed all his good skills, and the golden spear with the tiger's head picked, stabbed, chopped, and swept into afterimages, which made Sima Qian, who was getting weaker and weaker, tired of coping. Wound.

Seeing that the balance of victory was about to tip against the opponent, Zhong Nantian couldn't help becoming anxious, and even had a little fear.If Sima Qian died, what should he do?
Things turned around suddenly, a big-armed general joined the melee without any warning, he slashed with a big axe, and immediately relieved Sima Qian who was in a hard fight.

This person is Zhong Lu's heroic spirit, Pan Feng, one of the five great generals of the Three Kingdoms.

The situation turned against Fan Liang again. Song Bingyi, who was forced to retreat by Pan Feng, couldn't help shaking his hands. After being hit by the mountain ax more than ten times in a row, his arms were sore and numb, and he was about to take a gun. Unsteady.

His strength is far inferior to Pan Feng.

In other words, he is not a heroic spirit known for his strength. To be more specific, he has no particularly outstanding advantages, and his whole body is very mediocre.

"Sir, Admiral Pan Feng is here and he can't be captured without hesitation!"

Pan Feng pointed at Song Bingyi with the big axe in his hand, followed, and attacked without saying a word. The heavy ax was like a toy in his hand, chopping fiercely and quickly, but Song Bingyi was as cunning as A mouse, all attacks were dodged by him.

"Run, run, run, do you just know how to run away?!"

Pan Feng was furious, jumped into the air suddenly, grabbed the handle of the ax with both hands, and fell from the sky like smashing Huashan Mountain.

With a bang, gravel and dust shot up into the sky. Both of them were hidden in the spreading smoke and dust, and they didn't make a sound for a long time.

Look on the other side.

Facing the dangerous situation, Fan Liang smiled happily. The more uncertain the battle was, the more excited he was, and the strength he displayed rose in a straight line, which was several times higher than usual.

"You still have an arm, and I may disappear at any time. Who will have the last laugh?" Sima Qian looked at the bamboo slips that had almost completed the summary of Fan Liang's life, with a confident smile on his face. He firmly believed that he would win. .

Fan Liang sneered and retorted: "You are wrong, I still have legs and teeth, as long as I have the ability to move, I will bite you to death even with my teeth."

A strange light flashed in Sima Qian's eyes. Fan Liang's belief made him feel terrible. Perhaps it was because of his character that he stood in this hall without fear?
"It's a pity, I won't give up easily." Sima Qian calmed down his beating heart (heroes don't have hearts, but that's what I wanted to write), and looked firmly at Fan Liang.

"In order to express my respect for you, I will completely destroy you physically and even spiritually!"

"So……"

"bring it on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Liang suddenly appeared in front of Sima Qian. With the power brought by his speed, his fist slammed into the air wall protecting Sima Qian.In an instant, ripples spread in all directions, followed by violent boiling.

(End of this chapter)