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Chapter 465 Girls, let's come together (1)

Chapter 465 Girls, let’s go together (1)

After soaking in the hot spring, Zhao Yan slowly came to the courtyard with satisfaction.

"Time and space are reversed, gravity is disordered!"

Zhao Yan murmured, thinking. Suddenly, his palm flipped, and a cluster of red flames were floating on his palm.

"Well. I don't know if Dragon Flame can easily offset gravity."

A strange thought emerged in his mind. Zhao Yan immediately stopped hesitating. With a turn of his hand, he took out another piece of ancient wood. With a blink of an eye, Zhao Yan threw the ancient wood up high.

After a while, this ancient wood with a density far exceeding gold reached its highest point, and then landed towards the ground under the influence of gravity.

"Swoosh!"

Zhao Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at the ancient tree falling from the sky. When he suddenly opened his eyes, a small tuft of red flames in his hand squirted upwards.

"Buzz!"

It seemed that the blazing flame power gave the Gumma Wood a great thrust. Gumma Wood suddenly changed the direction of landing and shot into the air again.

"Ho!" "Ho!" "Ho!"

Zhao Yan shouted repeatedly, and the red flames in his hand waved repeatedly. In an instant, the ancient wood was like a rootless dandelion, pushing the blazing fire waves, changing direction very quickly.

"receive!"

After achieving satisfactory experimental results, Zhao Yan couldn't help but smile. He reached out and held the melted ancient wood in his palm and smiled: "A mere small handful of dragon flames will melt this ancient wood into juice. If a large number of dragon flames surge up together, what kind of lethality will it cause?"

A rampant smile flashed through Zhao Yan's narrowed eyes.

"Ho, Fist of Nirvana!"

With confidence in his heart, Zhao Yan no longer hesitated. He suddenly jumped high, then stretched and clenched his fist, and fully used the first layer of the fist of the Fist of Nirvana.

“Buzz…”

In an instant, the light of nearly a thousand meters in radius suddenly poured into Zhao Yan's fist.

The space was dim and I couldn't see my five fingers.

"Longyan, rise!"

In the darkness, Zhao Yan stood up like a javelin. His eyes were like torches, and the entire dark space seemed to be in his heart, and every corner could never escape his mind.

"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"

In the Dantian space, with Zhao Yan's angry shout, the fiery dragon flame surged out. The red dragon flame, carrying extremely violent flame energy, instantly divided into six heat flows, filling the entire dark space.

"Change!"

Zhao Yan's eyes lit up, and the six extremely condensed dragon flames changed again in an instant. Each heat flow suddenly divided into hundreds of small fire flows. In this way, the entire dark space was filled with nearly six or seven hundred energy turbulent flows.

A total of six or seven hundred energy turbulent flows filled the entire dark space, causing the dark space to fall into chaos.

"Hmph, with the energy of a dragon flame, you can easily offset the ubiquitous gravity. Now there are six or seven hundred energy turbulent flows in the dark space. Here, you can't feel the existence of gravity at all!"

Zhao Yan was very excited and smiled and said, "From now on, the gravity in this dark space is completely controlled by me!" Before he finished speaking, Zhao Yan's thoughts moved, and in an instant, six or seven hundred flames were rushing wildly.

The powerful energy, the various thrusts generated by the production, stirred the entire space into a mess.

It can be said that as long as one person enters the dark space now, it is impossible to distinguish direction, gravity, and time and space.

Once you lose the sense of gravity and direction, you will become extremely helpless.

At this time, if Zhao Yan was hit hard, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Many times, battles are divided into life and death in just a short moment!

"receive!"

In the dark space that had lasted for nearly ten minutes, Zhao Yan finally felt a little weak and hurriedly controlled the energy turbulence with his mind and took it back into his body. At the same time, the surrounding light gradually returned to Qingming.

Zhao Yan paused, then suddenly fell from the sky and hit the ground hard.

"Finally, it's successful!"

Zhao Yan grinned and felt an inexplicable excitement.

After a long period of research, he finally interpreted the three-level fist meaning of the Fist of Nirvana in this moment with his own method!

"Well, although it was successful, it was still a little unfamiliar when used. Moreover, it was not easy to control six or seven hundred energy flows to flow disorderly at the same time to achieve the effect of changing gravity."

After pondering for a moment, Zhao Yan instantly found out his weak link.

With his current mental power, it is not a problem to control six or seven hundred energy flows at the same time. However, while controlling, it also needs to change the flow of energy flow at any time according to the situation on the battlefield. This is quite difficult to do.

Of course, this kind of thing cannot be practiced overnight. After practicing, it still requires a lot of time and effort to integrate it and achieve the desired results!

"In the next days, I will focus on this boxing intention! Well, it seems that there is not much time left before the Dragon Soul Cemetery is opened. We strive to make a breakthrough before we set off!"

Zhao Yan waved his fist and said boldly.

After having a goal, Zhao Yan became full of energy when he acted. For a month, he did not eat or drink, nor did he sleep, and devoted himself to the study of boxing intentions.

Many people came to visit him during this period, and they all admired him when they saw him as if he was possessed by the devil. However, they secretly hoped that he would not make such a big noise like last time.

"Hmph, this annoying guy actually gave his mother two ancient spirit fruits! It seems that he is not too annoying..."

Once, Yun Lan came to Zhao Yan's house. Seeing that Zhao Yan was in seclusion, she didn't care. She just shook her nose and snorted coldly. Then she swung around the courtyard for a long time before leaving leisurely.

After the lesson she taught last time, even if she wanted to find Zhao Yan, she definitely did not dare to sneak and sneak. You should know that over the past few days, many junior sisters in the sect looked at her with a sense of ridicule, which was quite interesting.

This made Yun Lan, who had always been arrogant and noble, feel a little depressed and has no time to explain.

After all, this voyeurism is at her own mouth. If she makes arrogance and quibbling, wouldn’t she be slapping herself in the face?
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