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Chapter 822 I can't even touch the corner of my clothes

Nangong Wuliang didn't use weapons, because he didn't think it was necessary, and his fists were more than enough to deal with a master in the late stage

But is it really so?

Facing this menacing punch, Song Yan took a step forward.

"boom!"

The fist scraped across his face, carrying a strong heat, but the punch still missed.

Nangong Wuliang was a little surprised when the punch fell through the air. The punch turned into a sweeping sweep. At the same time, the true energy in his body exploded, and the pores on the entire arm shot out air needles one after another, flying out all over the sky.

The boxing method he uses is the nine-star martial art "Drizzle Rain Fist", which looks simple, but it hides a big murderous intent, and can often kill people by surprise.

Seeing that Song Yan was about to be injured by his qi needles, Nangong Wuliang couldn't help showing a cruel smile. Once these qi needles entered the body, they would take root in the opponent's acupoints and destroy them.

Both the dantian and the acupoints are places where true energy is stored, once the acupoints are destroyed, the power will drop greatly.

Therefore, this "Drizzle Rain Fist" is still a very vicious martial art.

"Whoosh!"

With a flash of the figure, Song Yan suddenly disappeared in place.

"Puff puff!"

Hundreds of air needles lost their target and dissipated after flying tens of meters.

"Your speed is too slow, maybe you drink too much, or you should sober up and come back again!"

Song Yan's voice came from behind him.

Nangong Wuliang turned his head violently and found Song Yan standing tens of meters away, looking at him with a smile.

On the edge of the school field, Song Jiuhe said with a smile: "The Commander's great teleportation technique has become more and more proficient, and based on this alone, he will be invincible!"

"That's right, this great teleportation technique is really against the heavens, and I don't know how the leader cultivated it!" Han Gu nodded approvingly, and a hint of envy flashed in her eyes.

In fact, they didn't know that Song Yan's great teleportation technique had been improved a few more levels and almost reached perfection since his mental power had soared, leaving Xuanyuan Wuwo who taught him this martial skill far behind.

With Song Yan's current great teleportation technique, he can travel five or six thousand miles away with a single thought, and can dodge at will within a square inch.

Therefore, as long as it is not a sneak attack, even a martial artist can do nothing to him.

Nangong Wuliang flew out again, in the middle, he punched dozens of times.

These punches suddenly intertwined and merged with each other. When they rushed to Song Yan, they turned into a fist of dragons. The surging breath almost froze and imprisoned the surrounding space.

There was a cold light in his eyes, and he thought to himself, aren't you fast?I froze the void, no matter how fast you move, you won't be able to get up.

It's a pity that he didn't know that the big teleportation technique doesn't rely on the main space at all, but the dimensional space.

"Whoosh!"

A figure flashed by, and Song Yan disappeared again, leaving Nangong Wuliang in emptiness.

"Your speed is still too slow, come again!"

A slightly sarcastic voice came from behind, making Nangong's immeasurable murderous intent soar.

He reached out and grabbed it, and a spiritual weapon long sword appeared in his hand, exuding breathtaking power.

"Ninth Grade Spirit Sword!"

Everyone was surprised when they saw the sword in Nangong Wuliang's hand.

"kill!"

Nangong Wuliang let out a soft drink, and walked out as fast as lightning. The Ninth Grade Spiritual Sword in his hand spread across the space in an instant like continuous rain.

Sword rain came from all directions, Song Yan seemed unable to hide.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were raised to their throats.

"Uncle Master!"

Jue Wuxue even grabbed Mrs. Lei's hand, the worry on her face was self-evident.

"Don't worry, he won't get hurt so easily!" Mrs. Lei comforted.

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Yan's figure disappeared again in the center of the endless sword rain.

"Puff puff!"

Countless sword rains collided together, bursting out layers of violent energy, and space cracks appeared one after another.

Seeing this scene, many people opened their mouths wide and thought to themselves, if I was in the middle of the sword rain, I would probably be torn to pieces.

"Glamourous! Let's go a little more violent!"

The voice of ridicule sounded again, which almost drove Nangong Wuliang crazy. He couldn't figure out how that guy escaped from the rain of swords everywhere.

Suddenly, Nangong Wuliang's heart moved, he stopped attacking, stood in place and said: "If you have the ability, don't run away!"

"If you have the ability, you can suppress your strength in the late stage of the master!" Song Yan said with a smile.

"You!" Nangong Wuliang was suddenly speechless.

"Don't you have nothing to say?" Song Yan's eyes flashed disdain: "I said, even if you don't use formations, you can't do anything to me. What's going on now, you can't even touch the corner of my clothes, waste, you are such a waste Extremely, a late-stage grandmaster, even a late-stage grandmaster, can't do anything about it, if I were you, I might as well find a piece of tofu and kill myself, it's over once and for all, so as not to be ashamed to live in this world!"

"Shut up!"

Nangong Wuliang stared at Song Yan, his eyes seemed to breathe fire.

"Tsk tsk, I'm getting angry from embarrassment!" Song Yan said jokingly: "If you have a clue, call me first!"

"You really think I can't do anything to you?" Nangong Wuliang shouted.

"Then you try?" Song Yan's expression became more and more disdainful.

"You brought it on yourself!"

As soon as the words fell, a huge phantom suddenly appeared behind Nangong Wuliang.

"Roar!"