"Stop it?"
Ye Fantian''s mouth sneered and repeated this sentence. A pair of scarlet seemed to shuttle like divine swords, and even burst out a more powerful breath.
Are you kidding? Although Ye Fantian''s realm is not terrible among these strong men, his real combat effectiveness is definitely not something that these strong men can resist. Therefore, his sneer has not yet fallen.
In an instant, the Qi and blood on the body turned into waves.
The posture of dragon and tiger crossing Thailand behind is displayed incisively and vividly, and even this pair of eyes begin to turn into a general essence.
"You said stop? What are you..."
Ye Fantian shouted politely.
"Pa pa..."
The momentum burst out more and more powerful, and the space was trembling. The ancestor of the king of heaven, with a burst of iron blue on his face, immediately evolved into black, and then turned purple and red again
Finally, a mouthful of blood in his mouth was sprayed out without endurance.
His body trembled, as if he had been greatly hurt. He had completely lost the domineering spirit just now. On the contrary, he became atrophied, and the whole person''s face flushed, which was obviously a gesture of great damage to his vitality.
"Hum, don''t you want treasures? Today, I''ll cut you first!"
Ye Fantian''s body has stepped into action while talking.
"Dare...!"
The leader of the heavenly king family reacted the fastest, but the night fighting devil and others were not vegetarian and rushed forward directly.
But before all this could happen, ye Fantian''s fist had burst out unparalleled blood. With the appearance of his action, Bashi Longyin fist severely blasted the past.
It''s a direct punch!
"Bang!!"
The terrible explosion sound appeared. The punch was like the impact of a meteorite. The force generated was enough to make the space in this area form a strange bending and concave posture.
"Boom..."
The old man''s body turned into pieces with Ye Fantian''s action.
Apart, even flesh and bones have become dust at random!
It''s just a move!
But ye Fantian has completely broken this guy''s body.
Mahayana is a powerful man at the top of the realm. He will be killed in one move!
Everyone, at this moment, couldn''t help taking a breath!
What a powerful force is this? Is this force really emanating from a young generation?
"Damn bastard, the king wants you to pay for your life!"
That day, the head of the royal family roared loudly.
The body burst out of war, and a huge Heavenly King illusion turned into a big hand and was severely suppressed.
"Seek death..."
Ye Fantian didn''t say much, but directly waved his fist.
"Fist printing day!"
The Bashi Longyin fist at this time can be described as a real Bashi. The fist is like a fashion, driving the world to tremble.
The vigorous Qi, vigorous Qi, energy, fist intention and fist technique are completely integrated into Ye Fantian''s essence and spirit at this moment.
riot!
"Bang!!"
The heavenly king illusion turned into a fragmented state in an instant.
Just one punch produced such an effect.
But there is no doubt that ye Fantian will not give up.
At the foot of the dragon and snake step, the whole person seems to be a dragon and tiger out of the mountain, and his fist moves again.
"Boom..."
"Poof..."
The blood gas filled the air, as if it were a billowing wave. With the vigorous Qi sprayed on his body, ye Fantian turned into a mountain and severely suppressed the past.
The blood twisted violently, as if a poisonous snake was devouring his body and mind.
Just the next moment, the head of the royal family felt that he could no longer bear it. In his throat, he felt the smell of fishy and sweet. After all, he couldn''t control it.
"Peng!!"
Ye Fantian is powerful and unforgiving!
The fist seemed to strike out without money.
One punch turned into ten thousand!
In everyone''s stunned eyes, the patriarch of the royal family was broken that day!
The body is like a porcelain doll. One fist destroys all functions, and even the body can''t be maintained.
"Devil... This guy is a devil!"
All the people began to be afraid.
The heavenly king clan is an ancient race, which is similar to the Yeshi war clan. In particular, their flesh is very strong. It is said that they are the blood of an ancient strong man. The blood of the king flows in the body of this ancient strong man, which is powerful and unparalleled. The physical defense is amazing. They don''t try to be more powerful than the Xuanwu ancient clan.
And for many years, the strong of the royal family have rarely shot on this day.
Once you make a move, you will absolutely suppress each other with supreme strength.
But unexpectedly, he met a guy who was more terrible than them. Ye Fantian was young, and the realm was just the cultivation of Mahayana bone refining realm, but he blew up the body of the head of the heavenly king family and a strong man of the old ancestor level with his bare hands.
"This boy has become a devil, Ye''s war clan. You will become a street mouse in the holy land. Your martial arts have fallen, and your martial arts heart has become a devil. I want to tell everyone to suppress you together..."
"Boom..."
Ye Fantian''s fingers are like a sharp sword, which is quickly displayed.
In an instant, the roaring man''s body had completely collapsed.
From the center of the eyebrow, the sword Qi is constantly released from the inside.
This man is Wang Daojian, the patriarch of Jiangu family that day!
Ye Fantian''s [killing God''s sword] was evolved from the ancient strong. He pays attention to killing God and demons to achieve the supreme sword. Naturally, it is more terrible than Wang Daojian. Especially, ye Fantian is well aware of the three aspects of [killing God''s sword], and only a little action will lead to the fragmentation of sword intention in the opponent''s body and the automatic eruption of sword Qi.
"I found you long ago... The sword meaning on you can make me more understand the mystery of [killing God sword]..."
Ye Fantian smiled coldly.
The power of the mysterious soul was quickly displayed and completely swallowed up the mysterious soul of Wang Daojian.
With his strength, he can refine the mysterious soul of Wang Daojian.
The bones in the body are constantly rioting.
The sword meanings began to appear from various angles.
Those sword Qi, each with Ye Fantian''s guidance, finally attributed to the mutual integration of Ye Fantian''s body and ye Fantian''s noumenon.
"Hiss..."
It seems that there are two divine swords in your eyes. The sword is full of meaning and can tear the flesh of the strong.
"No, this boy is a devil. He has entered a terrible situation. You all fight together and try your best to suppress him!"
Someone roared.
"Kill..."
Everyone''s mouth also drank like this.
In fact, but still in my heart, I couldn''t help but have the fear of fluctuations.
Ye Fantian''s face was cold, and the tyrant Dragon Sword shot!
[kill the divine sword] waving it continuously, it seems that it drives infinite sword Qi in the world.
A huge flower is in full bloom, and each petal of this flower is glittering with cold breath and ripple
That flower in full bloom is actually a crisscross combination of many sword Qi.
The sharp brilliance flashed out a threatening killing intention.
People''s hearts could not help but produce a cold feeling. It seemed that it began to spread from their hearts to the extreme, and then rose to the upper head!
"Boom..."
The sword burst out, and the flowers bloomed to the extreme in an instant, from beautiful and direct vitality to unparalleled killing!
"No..."
A strong man''s neck flashed a scarlet, and he felt that his body was pierced. His mouth screamed bitterly and suddenly grabbed his neck, as if he was going to press it forcibly.
But all this is in vain.
The blood is still like a fountain, which is sprayed out unexpectedly.
Ye Vatican walked constantly, just like a walker in the territory. Every time he walked, the tyrant dragon sword in his hand would be filled with supreme sword Qi. The strong sword idea was integrated into the sword Qi, and then evolved into the most terrible killing move.
"We can''t force the enemy... We can''t force the enemy..."
"Run..."
"This is a devil from Jiuyou. We mortals can''t fight against it. We should report it, report it..."
The people shouted bitterly.
"Hiss, hiss..."
Ye Fantian would not give them the slightest chance at all. The whole person incarnated into the supreme Shura.
Every move will set off a huge killing, and the blood will fly everywhere. Behind him, the huge dragon man illusion is invincible. No enemy he stares at can escape.
"Hiss, hiss..."
Kill!!
Roared madly in his heart.
"Qiang!!"
The tyrant dragon sword was forcibly resisted by one person.
This is a strong man of the ancient Tianjian family.
Thin, expressionless, the whole person seems extremely ordinary.
However, there was a huge sword intention hidden in the other party. He was young, but he had such sword intention. Even the patriarch Wang Daojian didn''t have such cultivation.
"Hum..."
It seemed that ye Fantian''s face showed a dull look, and his heart naturally began to be proud.
This man is a strong young man of the ancient Tianjian family. He has a supreme sword formula and is also a generation of great luck. Otherwise, he could not get such a terrible sword formula.
[reincarnation sword formula]
This is a sword formula that can penetrate the universe.
Many hidden magical powers can be seen from resisting Ye Fantian''s [killing divine sword].
But this man''s cultivation is just the realm of the Mahayana God connecting the four heavens.
And the foundation is unstable. Obviously, it has been forcibly promoted in a special way.
Although he has the strength to defeat the strong at the level of the old ancestor, he encountered Ye Fantian''s killing God.
"Die..."
He drank faintly in his mouth.
Ye Fantian woke up from his meditation.
The tyrant dragon sword in his hand began to shine more brightly than just now.
"300 times strength blessing!!!"
Boom
If you don''t work skillfully, you can break everything with your strength!
The brilliance on the tyrant Dragon Sword even made the surrounding void tremble and even evolve to the degree of crushing.
"[kill God sword] the most powerful thing is not its sharpness and incompatibility, but its pride and proud sword meaning. It is not allowed to have any sword formula stronger than it. Even if it appears, it will choose to swallow it, just like the understanding of the sword meaning of Wang Daojian. I want this guy''s sword formula!!"
With these thoughts in mind, ye Fantian''s [sword killing] is galloping, breaking the land of eight wastelands and six harmonies.
"Reincarnation of heaven and earth!!"
The man''s face changed wildly. Unexpectedly, the sword Qi in his hand was cut and broken by Ye Fantian''s silk. The terrible pressure and power even made his tiger mouth collapse.
"Boom..."
A sword contains 300 times the power blessing. Even if it is powerful, it can''t resist. In the other party''s unbelievable eyes, ye Fantian''s palm has forcibly clasped his head.
"Devour..."
Two faint words appear like ghosts