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Text Chapter 485 Winning streak

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    As mentioned last time, Nan Feiyan suddenly lost a move and was clearly at a disadvantage. Feiyan Lin's two deputy gang leaders didn't know whether it was for business or selfish reasons, but they looked at their goddess nervously.  The other masters suppressed their excitement and looked intently, but when they saw Nan Feiyan take two steps back, Yun Zhonglong did not take the opportunity to attack, but actually slowed down, apparently deliberately trying to do so.

    When Nan Feiyan saw this, she became furious and looked extremely ugly. She took a deep breath to calm down and said, "Guild Leader Yun, what do you mean, are you deliberately looking down on me? Do you think that I, Nan Feiyan, can't take over from behind you?  A slap?"

    She sounded a little angry and her face turned red.

    For Nan Feiyan, who has a lofty ideal and always believes that she is not inferior to men, this is no different from a public slap in the face.  What she hates most is that others look down on her, look down on her as a woman, and look down on her as a RMB player.  Although she is indeed a woman and the most famous RMB player in the game, people who know her also know that most of her current martial arts achievements are due to her own hard work, but they are not donated or bought by others.

    Of course, A Fei disagrees with one point. If she is not a RMB player, how did she get her original martial arts foundation? Maybe the Bahuang *Isunexalted Kung Fu and the Sad Palm were obtained by her own efforts in doing the task, but the purpose of this task is  Clues or other conveniences must have been paid for, and this cannot be denied.  But of course Ah will not publicize this idea, he just thinks about it for himself. If he tells it, some people may refute him for being so arrogant!

    Facing Nan Feiyan¡¯s questioning.  Yun Zhonglong just twisted his wrist and said calmly: "I just don't want you to regret it."

    "What do you regret?"

    "I regret not having the chance to use my full strength!"

    Nan Feiyan was so angry that she suddenly let out a shrill roar and struck out with one palm straight up and down.  The power of the palm surges like a tidal wave.  This time, a single palm turned out to be more powerful than both palms. Ah Fei was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered the origin of the skill of the sad palm.  At that time, the one-armed man Yang Guo relied on a single palm to develop this shocking palm power, so this sad palm has never been a martial art that uses both hands.  Nan Feiyan used both palms together before, mainly to make up for the lack of palm strength and internal strength, but now she was stimulated by Yun Zhonglong, and all her internal strength was concentrated on this palm.  He used it according to Yang Guo's martial arts method back then.

    This time, Yun Zhonglong could not help but his eyes lit up when he saw it.  He praised: "What a good palm technique!", but it was counteracted with a single palm, and he wanted to try the power of this sad palm.  Not only did he feel a surge of strength as soon as he touched Nan Feiyan's palm.  It's like a river bursting its banks, endless.  At this moment, Yun Zhonglong's heart skipped a beat, and he realized that he was being too trusting.  The An Ran* Palm can be compared with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the best palm technique in the world, doesn't it have any real material at all?  At that time, Yang Guo had studied martial arts all over the world, and he realized this first-class secret skill by combining the magical powers of East Evil, West Poison, and Bei Beggar with the essence of the Nine Yin Manual.  Yang Guo is just a hand, so there is no way for this gloomy palm to have any changes, or even no changes at all.  The subtlety lies in the operation of internal forces.  The power of the palm is developed in the blue waves of the sea. The tide rises and falls, but there is also an undercurrent lurking in it.

    Although Yunzhong Long Zixia¡¯s magical skills have been practiced to the extreme.  But it was impossible to deal with Nan Feiyan's super-level full blow with one palm.  His feet stumbled, and he took two steps back before standing still, but Nan Feiyan just shook his body and did not take a step back.  The two have fought until now, but Yunzhonglong has retreated even more.  Everyone couldn't help but be in an uproar, thinking that Nan Feiyan actually had the upper hand in a head-on confrontation?  !

    But soon the dragon in the cloud came up.  A burst of purple energy streaked across the sky, and Nan Feiyan suddenly exchanged palms with each other again.  This time Yun Zhonglong still had one palm.  However, his palm somehow became larger, as red as blood, as if it were the big mudra of Tantric Buddhism.  A Fei's sharp eyes noticed that there was a hint of purple in this deep red, which was obviously due to the Zixia magical power.  Nan Feiyan still responded to Yunzhonglong's blow with the move "Heartless", but this time she did not feel the indestructible power before, but felt like she had hit a thick wall.  The force was particularly huge. There was a crack in her arm, and there were signs of injury. Immediately, her internal organs felt like a heavy blow, and all the energy and blood in her body had been shaken away. She had to take a few steps back to release the strong force.

    It was only then that Nan Feiyan was shocked to discover that Yunzhonglong's internal strength was obviously beyond her expectation.  She was about to speak when her throat suddenly felt sweet and a bloody breath was about to rush out.  Surprised, she quickly suppressed it. A flash of red flashed across her face, knowing that she had suffered internal injuries after all.

    To outsiders, Yunzhong Long only fought back after being repulsed, and then repelled Nan Feiyan.  Having said that, the two of them were just advancing and retreating, so they should still be tied.  But Nan Feiyan knew that she had lost,But the Yun Zhonglong didn't seem to be aware of her injury. He slapped her with another palm, still a palm that was swollen like blood, and still a blow filled with purple energy. Nan Feiyan gritted his teeth and continued.  The three moves were shot out with the palm of his hand sadly, but they were three consecutive strikes that were out of control, reversed, and seemed to miss something.  Jin Lun Dharma King was injured by these three palms back then. It can be seen that the power of these three palm combos is infinite.  Later, Yang Guo was able to slightly modify some of the changes between these three palms, which was suitable for hitting in succession when facing a strong enemy to neutralize the opponent's palm power.

    But even so, Nan Feiyan and Yun Zhonglong struck three times with their palms, but they took three steps back.  Just as she stood still on the third step, her body swayed. She could no longer maintain her breath and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood!

    Although this is a game, and although everyone knows that vomiting blood is just a normal thing, when they saw Nan Feiyan vomiting blood so exaggeratedly by Yunzhonglong's powerful palm, everyone still let out a cry of surprise.  .  Although the Great Sword God had vomited blood before, it was an injury caused by half injury and half anger after all.  But Nan Feiyan was different. He was beaten directly and bled, which had a completely different meaning from the black blood from the Great Sword God.

    When Yun Zhonglong saw Nan Feiyan vomiting blood, he also frowned, stopped the palm he was preparing to strike, and stayed still in the air.  Two people had already walked out of the auditorium in the distance, one was a left-handed swordsman and the other was Xiaodai. As the deputy gang leaders of Feiyanlin, they were like the golden ring swords that had to protect the Great Sword God. They had already stepped out separately.  Two steps.  The hand of the left-handed sword has been pressed on the handle. People believe that if Yun Zhonglong strikes out with that palm, the left-handed sword will definitely be unsheathed.

    Even if they are more than ten meters apart, no one dares to ignore the power of the sword drawing technique.  Although Yun Zhonglong is not afraid, he is not willing to take this risk.  He turned his back to the two people, looked at Nan Feiyan and said, "Leader Feiyan, do you want to come again?"

    Nan Feiyan looked a little pale after vomiting blood, but there was a sickly red color on her cheeks, making her look much more delicate.  Facing Yun Zhonglong's words, she stayed for a while, as if she was thinking about a difficult problem, or as if her mind was blank.  It took a long time for a trace of frustration to flash in her eyes, but she finally shook her head and waved to the two people.

    "Don't come up, this is a battle between the Four Ultimates!"

    "But", said the left hand sword, "your injury"

    Nan Feiyan smiled, but she put her hands on her sides and stood up straight.  Everyone also said "Oh". This action has an obvious tendency. Could it be that she is ready to give up?

    "Am I an ignorant and reckless person?" She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.  When she said these words, her tone was both disappointed and relieved, "After these more than thirty moves, I know that I am no match for you. Comparing palm strength and internal strength, I am not as good as you after all!"  Gang Leader Yun, I lost this game.¡±

    Although everyone had been mentally prepared before, when Nan Feiyan personally admitted failure, people's mood was still very complicated.  Nan Feiyan gave up too quickly. The Great Sword God and Yunzhong Long had fought hundreds of moves before, and the author had to deceive several chapters of text to get through.  But the fight between Nan Feiyan and Yunzhong Long ended in less than a stick of incense, and the contrast was too great.  This left everyone who was ready to watch the show a little unfinished.

    But think about it, if an earth-shattering fight lasts for hundreds of rounds, how can you sustain your internal strength?  But there was a burst of cheers from the Huashan faction, because Yunzhonglong had won again. He only needed to defeat Figuo again, and Yunzhonglong would become the first martial arts leader in history, and the first player in martial arts!  Is there any reason for the entire Huashan Sect to be unhappy?

    Even the poor A Fei and others were a little excited.  Regardless of his relationship with Yunzhong Long and Huashan Sect, it is still an experience to witness an upcoming historic moment.  But it all depends on the performance of Fig, the last four-player player present.  If the Great Sword God wins the fig, he will naturally have nothing to say.  If Fig wins, wouldn't everything have to be fought over again?

    But Nan Feiyan cupped her hands towards Yunzhong Long, bit her lip, and slowly returned to her seat accompanied by the two deputy gang leaders.  When passing by Figuo, she turned her head and smiled slightly, saying, "I can only look at you."

    Figuo raised his eyebrows, not knowing how to respond to this sentence.

    Yun Zhonglong took another Jiuhua Jade Dew Pill, still standing up and recovering his internal strength.  But Figuo didn't wait too long. He took two steps forward and raised his hand to Yun Zhonglong three or four meters away.  The audience was immediately in an uproar. What does this fig want to do? He must do it now. This is against the rules of the world!

    But I heard Figuo say: "Brother Yun, I'm here to ask you for some advice  "(To be continued)
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