Chapter 289 This is Hunting

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If you cannot fight quickly, it will really turn into a battle of struggle, a tug-of-war, and a protracted battle. Especially for a disciple of a sect like Ding Yinglong, who has more trump cards and more equipment, it will be very difficult to deal with if you cannot kill instantly.

The huge claws of the big crab were swung down, and their momentum was comparable to the movement of the earth and the mountain.

The power is so great that it is hard to imagine. If it were normal, Ding Yinglong, who combined 60% of the physical strength, would definitely be able to follow.

But Ding Yinglong had just escaped from his magical powers, and in a hurry, he immediately burst into bloody mist. The ground shook and his whole person had been smashed into the earth.

Tan Weiran fell from the sky, stamped his feet on the ground, and slapped his mind and punched him down with both fists, with a continuous impact of dark force.

The big crab even excitedly smashed it with giant pliers. It was really too stuffy to hold it in the beast sac these days, and I didn't take him to visit the kiln or something. It was so bad that there was no such thing as a monster owner. The big crab thought to himself indignantly.

"Wait!" Tan Weiran shook his hand, listened quietly for a while, frowned and pointed at a place: "Shuo off!"

He didn't believe that Ding Yinglong died just like this. He knew how powerful the big crab was. However, he knew more clearly how much power the Chapter of Nirvana could temper the body.

If it was really so easy to die, Ding Yinglong would not have forced him to be so embarrassed when he fought for the first time. If it was really so easy to die, Tan Weiran would have sacrificed his life and risked his life to see if he could kill the opponent.

At that time, the first time he fought, Tan Weiran saw that he could not do anything, so he did not use 40% of the sword spirit. He was the only one who was left as a trump card for the final battle. At that time, of course, he did not expect a series of events and battles that happened later, which exposed 40% of the sword spirit.

The most important thing is that this is a battle where no one can afford to lose and cannot lose. No one will admit defeat and will fight to the last moment.

He would not relax his vigilance until he was killed and confirmed that the other party was dead, and he believed that even Ding Yinglong would not.

The big crab immediately rushed up excitedly, and shoveled it to the ground with giant tongs. With one shovel, a large piece of hard rock was shoveled away with a large piece of soil.

The big crab, obviously in a state of excitement, was about to shovel again, and a powerful aura suddenly erupted from the ground and rushed up. The scene in front of him was extremely amazing, just like a volcano erupting flames, wrapped in the amazing power of burning all things.

The big crab was slashed into the sky with a bang, and let out a squeaking cry: "Help, I'm about to die..." The screams were filled with a terrible smell.

"It's a seventh-level essence and blood talisman, you can't die." Tan Weiran knew at a glance that the big crab's shell was too hard to die. He pedaled and turned into a afterimage, and his two fists quickly hit the air: "Mu Xinglong Claw Hand!"

"Ding Yinglong, don't learn from the earthly rats, come out and fight me!"

Ten thousand fists were shocked, and the force was activated. A figure rushed from the ground and rushed towards Tan Weiran quickly, accompanied by a low roar full of anger: "Tan Weiran, if you are a man, don't dodge, do you dare to take my move."

Seeing that Ding Yinglong's injury was healed, Tan Weiran immediately knew that it was the effect of essence and blood. He dodged strangely and said calmly: "Play the provocation method? Ding Yinglong, you are too young." As soon as this said, he didn't think it was strange, but Ding Yinglong felt it was very strange.

A young man who is younger than him actually said that he is too tender. Even if he is young, by age, Tan Weiran is more tender than him.

"Octa-angle hammer!"

Ding Yinglong's fist smashed the air and burst out. A set of octagonal hammers were used, and the ones were straightforward, as fierce as if he had carried a hammer. In particular, the intention of the fist suddenly formed a hammer's vision, which added a huge momentum.

The big crab was hit by the previous seventh-level talisman, and fell down in a bleak smell of being roasted. It was already dying, but Ding Yinglong used another octagonal hammer to knock the big crab away dozens of feet with one punch.

Falling into the pool under the small waterfall on the cliff, there is no more noise.

Ding Yinglong was very happy and laughed wildly: "Tan Weiran, now there is no braised crab, I see what you can do."

The confidence that was previously hit was built again in an instant by virtue of its advantages.

The edge light curtain of the forbidden barrier is three hundred feet away. Without the restraint of the big crab, Tan Weiran will find it difficult to get close to this time. Every time he approaches there, Ding Yinglong will intercept Tan Weiran based on his cultivation advantage.

Boom!

Ding Yinglong fell from the sky, and the vision of the giant hammer swayed in the air and fell down with a bang.

"Du Xing Dragon Claw Hand!"

Tan Weiran raised his hand and punched him. Even if he fought from a distance, he was numb from his arms and he couldn't help but retreat. He smiled bitterly and could not fight quickly. He would really be a tug-of-war, or even a protracted war.

It must be admitted that it is also a life-and-death battle, and the chances of life of the sect are higher than those of the small sects, not only because of martial arts inheritance, but also because of external factors such as equipment.

Even if the Tao of Light is in the Three Thousand Desolations, it will be full of foundation in the end, so how can Xingtian Sect be comparable?

No matter how Ding Yinglong is, he is one of the core disciples of the Guangmingdao generation. How could he lack life-saving things? Moreover, Ding Yinglong has been preparing for this battle for two months.

"Go to the octagonal hammer again, Tan Weiran, the forbidden magic weapon is playing a role. Do you dare to come up and fight me?" Ding Yinglong shouted loudly, and he kept hanging Tan Weiran like a ghost.

Tan Weiran dodged left and right and refused to fight head-on, and even avoided giving Ding Yinglong the opportunity to get close.

What Ding Yinglong has to do is to get close to the body and attack the weakest with the strongest.

Tan Weiran is at a general disadvantage, which is not surprising.

The most basic truth is to use strong attacks on the weak. If Ding Yinglong does not try every means to force the close combat, that would be foolish.

The cultivation level of Lingyou Realm and the power of the body are combined 60%, what will this be like together? I have already experienced it in the last fight, and it feels like I am absolutely at a disadvantage.

The ban on magic weapons is a wonderful step for Ding Yinglong. It is to restrain the spirit and lower Tan Weiran to the level of Ding Yinglong. The 50% sword soul that he is most afraid of is losing the threat. This is only the main effect, forcing Tan Weiran to choose melee, whether it is active or passive, this is the second.

It’s like Tan Weiran’s current situation, falling into Ding Yinglong’s eyes, laughing loudly and disturbing his words, and really racking his brains to make a verbal whim.

"Tan Weiran, your cultivation is not as good as mine and your strength is not as good as mine. Why do you fight me? Hahaha!"

"I know you want to run outside the barrier, but do you think you will have such a chance?"

Sometimes he was provocative, sometimes he belittled, and he was wholeheartedly stimulated Tan Weiran to fight. Unfortunately, Tan Weiran was as heartless as a rock, and seemed to be deaf. Tan Weiran only responded lightly: "Is that so, have you figured out what to do with me?" Ding Yinglong was stunned.

Tan Weiran's mouth curled up strangely, and a faint cold light floated: "I killed Wen Siyan, and I killed Yue Xiaoqian... so did Zhu Wentao!"

"Do I need to remind you again? I ask you, do you want to kill me, do you want to kill me?" This is the most quiet and sharpest counterattack in the confrontation of words.

Ding Yinglong wanted to disturb Tan Weiran's mind and never expected that if he talked about such methods, Tan Weiran would be a hundred times more experienced than his master. Hearing the sound, he suddenly remembered his fellow disciples who were suppressed by his thoughts...

The dead Wen Siyan, Yue Xiaoqian and others...the bloody death seemed to appear before him again.

Ding Yinglong's mind suddenly shook violently. The scenes I saw in Yingcheng today, the emotions pressing on my heart were like a volcano erupting. I couldn't help but rush out, and shouted angrily: "Don't worry, Tan Weiran, I will definitely catch you, execute you, and avenge my fellow disciples!"

"If you want to take revenge, come on. Don't forget, I will also calculate the account you kidnapped Rui'er." Tan Weiran looked free, just because he knew that Ding Yinglong was restless.

Especially his repeated dodging and no direct confrontation at all, Ding Yinglong shouted in distractedly: "You are such a brave bandit, dare to take a punch!"

"Ding Yinglong, why is it difficult to take you with a punch?" Tan Weiran laughed in a deep voice, releasing the fiery heart in his heart.

Focusing on his mind, Tan Weiran indulged in his heart arbitrarily and indulged in the fighting spirit in his heart boiling, as if it suddenly erupted like a volcano, and he used the thickest move of the earth-moving dragon claw hand!

With one touch, a thunderous force rushed through the fist and rushed forward.

Ten gold!

Tan Weiran's body was shaking with blood and his body flew backwards, and nodded secretly and moved. Without head-on confrontation, it was indeed the most correct one.

He fell on the waves and took a move with his powerful defense of ten gold. He was safe and sound, and he refused to take it directly. This was like fishing. It should not be too loose or too tight, otherwise the fish would be unhooked.

It cannot calm Ding Yinglong down or frustrate him. It must make Ding Yinglong maintain anger and make Ding Yinglong always have confidence in victory. Otherwise, the fish will also be disgruntled.

Floating above the water waves, he looked at Ding Yinglong with all his eyes, and put every change in his eyebrows into his eyes.

All kinds of roars of anger were endless, and there was a flame leaping in Tan Weiran's heart, but he would try to calmly restrain his equally fierce emotions.

The irritability in Ding Yinglong's roar became more and more intense, and the calmness in his mind became less and less...

Tan Weiran knew that the opportunity he was waiting for would come at any time.

The best battle is a quick battle.

If not, it will evolve into multiple battles. One of them is to rely on patience to make the other party feel restless and even angry.

No matter what it is, the most important point is: one must kill with one blow, only one blow can kill you!

You must never feel dangerous before killing Ding Yinglong!

Because if you want to hunt prey successfully, you cannot scare it away.

There was a faint slight calmness in Tan Weiran's mouth. He knew very well that his situation was not as dangerous as it seemed.

The banned magic weapon did restrain him, and melee combat was definitely not Ding Yinglong's opponent. However, Tan Weiran was definitely not helpless on the surface. If he wanted to, Yunzhuan's penetration technique could easily get rid of his current situation.

Tan Weiran knew his goal from beginning to end. He was hunting, and his prey was extraordinary. His prey was sensitive, with unknown trump cards, could escape, maybe had helpers, or maybe they would exchange his identity as hunters.

Therefore, one must kill with one blow. If you cannot, you will lose the traces and whereabouts of this prey.

Yes, from start to finish, it's a hunt.

For the chapter on Nirvana, Tan Weiran has already thought about it very much!

And at this time, when Ding Yinglong brushed his sleeves and a talisman appeared in his palm!

Tan Weiran knew that the opportunity had come. (To be continued.
Chapter completed!