Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"Yan Li of the Vajra Clan was in seclusion before, so he missed the battle of the Holy Tower and also missed watching the battle.

When I got out of the level, I heard that a weak person with magical powers had reached the first place in the same level, and I was really surprised. "

Yan Li rushed to Fang Chen and cupped his hands:

"Since we have such a rare opportunity today, and you have been promoted to rank seven, I would like to ask for your advice."

"Both of them have just been promoted to rank seven, so relatively speaking there is no situation of bullying.

If Fang Chen from the human race defeats Yan Li, I will give him a face and let you pass, otherwise..."

Yan Haoran looked at Du Bansheng with a half-smile.

Before Du Bansheng could speak, Lang Yuer had already said:

"On the contrary, I will stay with your Vajra clan."

"Little sister, it's not your turn to speak."

Langdaochun's face darkened.

Lang Yuer frowned and said:

"This is the best solution."

Langdaochun sighed helplessly, "Forget it, Brother Fang won't lose anyway."

"That's not necessarily the case."

When Yan Li heard this, he glanced at Chun Daochun.

He didn't believe that with such a special method, he would really lose among those at the same level. He had defeated even those who were at a higher level than him!

"Newborn calf."

Langdaochun smiled, then smiled at Fang Chen and said:

"Brother Fang, it's up to you."

"Senior, are you serious about what you said? As long as I beat him, will I give this junior my face?"

Fang Chen looked at Yan Haoran and smiled lightly.

"nature."

Yan Haoran nodded lightly.

"Well."

Fang Chen walked towards Yan Li, "Let's fight quickly."

"When fighting me, there is never a quick victory."

Not to be outdone, Yan Li's skin began to emit a bright silver light.

Even Langdao Chun also saw the clues:

"He is different from the ordinary King Kong clan. This skin may be harder. Why do I feel that he is almost the same as the Jin Jing clan?"

"Is it similar to the Jin Jing clan?"

Wang Chongsong was slightly startled, with a strange look in his eyes.

Even if it's a mutation, it wouldn't be so exaggerated, right?

You must know that the half of the body of the Jin Jing clan is used to make magical weapons and top-notch spiritual materials.

"I heard that you are good at using sword magic, but I don't know if your sword magic can break my Vajra body."

Yan Li said calmly.

"How about giving it a try?"

Fang Chen paused.

"please."

Yan Li nodded lightly, without making any defense, and just looked at Fang Chen calmly.

The next moment, a sword fell on Yan Li.

Yan Li's body did not move, so he resisted the sword force. Even... this sword force did not leave any trace on his body.

Seeing this scene, the supernatural beings of the Vajra tribe were completely relieved of their worries, and a faint smile appeared on their faces.

The gods with magical powers looked at each other. They had watched the battle of the Holy Tower. At that time, as long as the human with supernatural powers in front of them used his sword, the enemy would be killed or injured!

Could it be said that Yan Li, the magical power user of the Vajra clan, is really the same as Fang Chen, the magical power user of the human race, with the potential to be number one in his class?

"How much force did you exert on the sword just now?"

Yan Li was not proud, but frowned slightly.

Since the opponent was able to achieve first place at the same level in the Holy Tower Battle in Dragon Holy City, the method should not be so simple.

"Only one part of the force was used, and this part of the force was enough to kill the same level of the Vajra clan present.

Except for you, of course. "

Fang Chen smiled.

"Arrogant!"

Many of the seventh-turn Vajra clan were immediately furious.

Kill them all with one force?

"I'm not arrogant. This sword can indeed kill you."

Yan Li looked solemn.

Only he knew the power of the sword just now.

It looks light and weightless.

"But this sword made me feel pain. I haven't felt pain for a long, long time..."

Yan Li whispered to himself.

"It's possible that there's something wrong with your body that prevents you from feeling pain. It's not about how strong your body is."

Langdaochun couldn't help but laugh.

Yan Li glanced at him and ignored him. Instead, he looked at Fang Chen and sighed softly:

"You can make me feel pain, which is far beyond anything I know.

Their offensive on my body was just like scratching an itch, which was uncomfortable but not painful.

I hope you won't hold back anymore and let me see if you can break my Vajra body. "

After a pause, he suddenly looked at Lang Yu'er in the crowd:

"Girl, although I am a member of the Vajra clan, I am different from ordinary clansmen. If you can be my mother and give birth to a bloodline, you will definitely draw on the strengths of you and me, and our bloodline will become the strongest in this divine realm. Saint!

When I win this competition, you will know whether what I say is true or false. "

"Let's talk about it after you win."

Lang Yuer said coldly.

"A weak clan with only twenty-one saints still dares to speak so brazenly."

"It is simply a fool's errand to think that our God Clan can be the mother body of your Vajra Clan and breed the blood of your Vajra Clan."

Many young protoss sneered.

Yan Li didn't take it seriously, but said calmly:

"There is no saint in the God Clan now. I heard that no one is allowed to become a saint within a million years. You should forget everything in the past and start over instead of clinging to the past."

"You want her to be your mother?"

Fang Chen interrupted Yan Li and pointed at Lang Yu'er.

"nature."

Yan Li showed pride in his eyes:

"In this world, I'm afraid only the top-notch women from the God Clan are qualified to be my mother."

"Then I'm going to take this sword, and you can follow it up."

Fang Chen raised his hand and struck out with a sword.

Yan Li was calm and calm at first, but found that the sword force was like a wave. It was ordinary at first, but as the sword force got closer and closer, he had an inexplicable feeling in his heart that he was facing a huge wave, as if he was about to be completely swallowed up.

Finally, instead of doing nothing like he just did, he raised his right arm, intending to block this sword move.

"Being able to raise my arm is enough to prove his strength."

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and then a slight tingling pain spread from his nerves to his brain.

This kind of pain is indeed more painful than before, but it is just more painful.

Official Yan looked at Fang Chen with a smile but not a smile:

"Does your sword power stop here? Is this how you achieved the first place in your class in the Battle of the Holy Tower with this method?"

From the beginning to the end, he didn't even check his arms, he just looked at Fang Chen proudly.

The eyes of a pair of people nearby were filled with surprise and surprise.

"Isn't this magical power enough?"

Wang Chongsong couldn't help but ask: "Your hand is already broken. If this sword cuts your head, your head will also be broken."

"My hand is broken?"

Yan Li was slightly startled, and finally lowered his head and glanced at his arm, only to see a flat cut on his wrist. As for his palm, it had already fallen to the ground and was still shaking.