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Chapter 939 Divine power confrontation!

Chen Jianhao is more powerful than his devil brother Chen Jianjie!

This is the accurate judgment that Ling Yun made immediately the moment Chen Jianhao took action!

However, at this time, the purple gold copper stick had already arrived behind him, and Ling Yun could not let him think too much. He suddenly raised his breath and used his shape to change his shadow!

brush!

Ling Yun only left a real afterimage on the spot, but his body had already appeared more than ten meters away!

"What a light skill! But that's not enough!"

Chen Jianhao laughed wildly. He just moved slightly, his body following him like a shadow, and instantly appeared near Lingyun. The big stick was fierce and swept over again!

His big stick launched an attack, not wanting to give Ling Yun any chance to breathe.

Seeing the purple and golden stick forming a stick curtain, sweeping towards him in the waist, Ling Yun looked solemn and flew backwards like lightning again.

Ling Yun has such rich combat experience. He knew that although he could avoid Chen Jianhao's domineering stick by just leaping gently into the air, he would never fly into the air now.

Because Chen Jianhao is no ordinary opponent, the big stick more than four meters long was already as magnificent as his arm.

If Ling Yun had soared into the sky, he had ten thousand reasons to believe that Chen Jianhao would definitely launch continuous attacks on him on the ground, so that he could never fall back to the ground safely!

Ling Yun was still bare-handed and flew back again. Chen Jianhao sneered and shouted: "Draw the ground as a prison!"

The body, like an iron tower, suddenly stepped forward, and flew more than three meters high. He used a long stick as a pen and drew a big circle around the place where Lingyun was!

Stick shadows all over the sky!

This move made Ling Yun stand at the center, as if a huge umbrella was opened above his head, and Ling Yun was at the umbrella handle. There was a domineering stick wind everywhere!

To put it more vividly, the shadow of the stick is centered on Chen Jianhao's hand holding the stick, forming a huge purple-gold funnel that is upside down, covering Ling Yun alive!

"Lingyun, haven't you taken out your Nether Blood Demon Sword?" Chen Jianhao was actually stuck in the air, and his wrist kept drawing circles with long sticks. However, the circle was getting smaller and smaller, and he was about to sweep Lingyun soon.

Ling Yun's face became even more serious because he found that Chen Jianhao's speed of stirring the long stick was too fast. Even if it rained heavily in the sky, there would not be a drop of rain falling into the circle where Ling Yun was standing, and the water could not be poured in!

In this case, even if Ling Yun uses his shape to change his shadow, he will not be able to rush out unless he is desperately hit!

But Ling Yun must not get hit with this stick. This is not a sword or other weapon with blades, this is a big stick!

The black gold demon silkworm robe had no effect on this brute force attack. Moreover, even if Ling Yun possessed the Great Yan Star Gathering Treasure Art, he would not dare to use his body to resist that.

Chen Jianhao is a master close to the ninth level of the innate world!

Ling Yun avoided Chen Jianhao's attack twice in a row, but still had bare hands. This was definitely an insult to Chen Jianhao. He forced Ling Yun to take out his weapons and fight him!

"As you wish!"

Ling Yun smiled coldly, and instantly, a huge bronze object appeared in his hand. One mouthful, two ears and three feet were the Shennong Ding!

Faced with such a big stick, it is definitely a disadvantage for him to take out the Nether Blood Demon Sword. If you want to fight head-on, only a Shennong Ding with more than 2,000 kilograms can be competent.

Ling Yun grabbed one of the tripods of Shennong Ding with one hand and suddenly used the shape to change the shadows. In the shadows of the sticks in the sky, nine figures of Ling Yun appeared almost at the same time, only "Boom boom boom boom..."

The fierce collision of bronze and copper began to sound one after another, and the momentum was shocking!

"Shan, the other party is indeed born with divine power!"

Ling Yun had such a strong arm strength, and he was holding a Shennong Cauldron with more than 2,000 kilograms. He rushed left and right inside the stick shadow, and rushed nine times like lightning, but was blocked by Chen Jianhao's purple gold bronze stick!

Ling Yun did not rush out, but after the two sides hit each other nine times, Chen Jianhao could not continue to stay in the air. He suddenly fell into a thousand pounds and his huge figure hit the ground!

"Bang bang!"

The two big feet fell on the hard rocks, but their two ankles were gone, and countless gravels shot everywhere!

"This is...Shennong Ding!"

Chen Jianhao landed on the ground, regardless of his numbness in his hands, and he glared at him and immediately saw what Ling Yun was holding.

Ling Yun stood proudly, still not blushing or breathing. He held the Shennong Ding's feet casually with one hand. After a careful observation, he found that the Shennong Ding was indeed not damaged at all. He felt relieved and said with a smile: "You have good eyesight, it is the Shennong Ding!"

Chen Jianhao held the big long stick, his eyes narrowed slightly, and shot out two terrifying lights. He stared at Ling Yun for a while and asked, "Boy, where did you take such a big thing out?"

As long as Ling Yun was killed, the Shennong Ding was naturally Chen Jianhao's, so he didn't care much. What he was more concerned about was how the Shennong Ding in Ling Yun's hand was transformed.

Ling Yun held the Shennong Ding, raised his hand in vain and said with a smile: "Don't you know that I can use magic and make things happen out of nothing, so I will naturally be transformed!"

Chen Jianhao's face changed. He knew that even if he asked, he would be useless. Then he stopped moji and shouted: "Boy, since the Shennong Ding is in your hands, you must die tonight! Kill!"

Before he finished speaking, the stick in his hand was raised high and smashed it to Ling Yun in front of him! However, this time, he used both hands!

Ling Yun did not dodge this time. He also grabbed the two tripods of Shennong Ding with both hands, raised them over his head, and met them fiercely against the falling stick!

"Dong!"

The purple gold copper stick hit the two edges of Shennong's mouth, making a shocking sound, and it spread from afar, echoing everywhere among the mountains.

At the same time, the fierce stick wind and the body-protecting true energy emitted by Lingyun hit hard, causing the true energy to stimulate. The sand and stones flew around Lingyun, and the ground seemed to be swept by a hurricane. There was nothing else except rocks.

Ling Yun did not move at all, but the purple gold copper stick was bounced high. Chen Jianhao's arms were numb. He was shocked. He never expected that Ling Yun would have such great strength!

Chen Jianhao admired power since he was a child. The most recognized thing is to break all methods with one force. Therefore, since he started practicing ancient martial arts, he used long sticks that were heavier than him. When competing with the geniuses of the same generation of families in various families in the capital, no one could surpass him in terms of strength.

Now, he finally met his opponent.

"Hmph. Come again!"

Chen Jianhao was suddenly lucky and raised his strength to the extreme. He raised his sticks with both hands and smashed them to Ling Yun in front of him!

It was the first time Ling Yun encountered an opponent who was evenly matched with him in terms of strength. He did not give in and chose to take it head-on!

"Dong, dong, dong, dong..."

Then, Jester, who was flying in the distance, saw an extremely terrifying scene. Two martial arts geniuses actually gave up any moves on this Jue Peak, comparing their strength like the barbarians who came from the prehistoric world!

“Hu…hu…hu…hu…hu…hu…hu…”

After smashing eight sticks with all his strength, Chen Jianhao also began to breathe like a cow, but he was sad to find that Ling Yun, who was passively greeting him, was just a little breathless, still not blushing, and seemed to have enough strength!

Chen Jianhao's hands were also trembling slightly. He used his innate true energy to regulate his breathing desperately, preparing for the next attack.

"It's my turn?"

Ling Yun looked at Chen Jianhao who was panting like a cow, smiled slightly, held the Shennong Cauldron and gently raised it, and rose from the ground from the rocks, and brought countless gravels on his feet.

Ling Yun could bear it after he took Chen Jianhao's hard smash nine times in a row. However, the mountain rock under his feet could not bear it. It was like being piled up, and his feet were nearly one meter deep!

Ling Yun soared into the sky, like an ancient war god. He raised the cauldron with both hands and banged at Chen Jianhao!

It's also a hard smash!

"Dong, dong, dong, dong..."

It was impolite to come but not go, Ling Yun also jumped up nine times in total, changing nine directions, and each time it hit Chen Jianhao's head, but was also held by Chen Jianhao.

It was a stalker. However, after resisting Ling Yunjiu's hard hit, Chen Jianhao was much worse than Ling Yun's situation. His huge figure had been smashed into the rock more than one meter deep, and his legs were completely invisible.

Chen Jianhao was shocked!

This Lingyun is like an ancient demon god, with endless power contained in his body!

After Ling Yun hit him nine times, he did not continue. He flew back and stretched out his right hand to Chen Jianhao, who was "shortter" than him, and waved.

"Compet with me, you can't do it!" Ling Yun smiled and shouted coldly: "Come out!"

Ling Yun is not stupid. These eighteen matches are not casually slamming. Chen Jianhao's true energy is beyond Ling Yun's reach. Before the real fight, the two of them competed with each other, which just consumed Chen Jianhao's skills.

Chen Jianhao would never have thought that what Ling Yun was most afraid of was to compete with strength!

"Crash!"

Chen Jianhao's majestic figure jumped up and rushed out of the ground. He was a hero of the world. He was not discouraged, but smiled and said, "I didn't expect it, I really expected it to be more and more interesting!"

As he spoke, Chen Jianhao held the bent purple gold copper stick in both hands, gently stroked it to both sides, and straightened the copper stick directly.

"boom!"

Chen Jianhao suddenly inserted the purple gold copper stick to the ground, his hands were intertwined, and his tall figure rushed towards Ling Yun!

"I want to seize the tripod? I don't even have any door!"

When Ling Yun saw Chen Jianhao rushing over with empty hands, he knew what he wanted to do. He couldn't help but sneer. Before Chen Jianhao could approach, he had already put away the Shennong Cauldron with his thoughts.

"Tiangang Demon-Subduing Fist!"

Ling Yun fisted out at the same time, and rushed towards Chen Jianhao's body, and his aura was extremely domineering!

"Bang bang!"

Chen Jianhao made a fist without hesitation, and the two pairs of fists collided hard together!

"Click!"
Chapter completed!
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