The voice was low, but it was trembling like thunder. A terrible spirit of killing swept through the past madly, which made people''s mind tremble.
"No use?"
After a few breaths, a Zen strongman''s face suddenly showed a crazy look and shouted loudly:
"Ye Fantian... The energy is exhausted. Go to hell!"
The Supreme Fuhu''s face changed greatly, and a strong sense of crisis lingered in his heart. He couldn''t help shouting:
"Something''s wrong, leave him quickly!"
"Bang!"
The king of the night war came with a heavy blow, hit the guy directly in the ribs, and roared wildly in his mouth:
"Take care of yourself!"
Ye Fantian raised a strange arc at the corner of his mouth and shouted in a low voice:
"Burst!"
"Boom"
A powerful energy swept up in an instant, which ordinary people could not feel, but with the supreme cultivation of subduing the tiger and the power of the mysterious soul, he could not have an insight. He clearly realized what a terrible force the riots around here were. The riots of the mysterious soul did not hurt the flesh, but could hurt the powerful power of the mysterious soul.
"Boom"
A vast power was displayed. Everywhere they went, there was a violent storm. Many strong people who surrounded Ye Fantian felt a tremor all over their body, and then the mysterious soul began to break out in a crazy way.
On the void, a huge vortex began to form, and then swallowed up all the mysterious souls, crushed them, and directly controlled by Ye Fantian.
"Pa pa..."
A statue of the strong fell directly to the ground like this. Dozens of the strong turned into broken meat and lost their vitality.
Death! Fall! dissipation!
This life is so withered.
"No..."
The eyes of the Supreme Fuhu were about to crack and roared bitterly. These are the backbone of Zen!
"Hahaha..."
The hands of the devil heart supreme made a seal, and a huge mark was ruthlessly printed on the body of the subdued tiger supreme, which spewed blood back from the other party.
One move killed dozens of strong people. Although there was no change on Ye Vatican''s face, the mysterious soul in his body was swimming wildly and consuming a lot of mysterious soul power, which made such a terrible mysterious soul storm, but it also had a strong sequelae. His mysterious soul felt tired.
If ye Fantian had not swallowed up these mysterious souls around him again, ye Fantian would have passed out.
But even if it swallowed so many mysterious souls, there was no way to replenish the tired feeling in an instant. It was like being tired for a night, and then going to rest for a day again. Although there was enough sleep time, there was no good quality.
"Damn bastard, bastard... Ye Fantian... You and I will never die!"
Fuhu supreme is worthy of being the second Dharma protector of Zen. The strength of the other party is very strong. It is more terrible than the night war emperor. It was forced by the hand of the night war emperor and the magic heart supreme. It was only a mouthful of blood, but the others have not changed at all.
"Never die!"
The remaining strong men, who were close to 700, roared loudly.
The strength of each of these 700 Zen disciples is not simple. Obviously, the main purpose of this Zen is to uproot everyone in the God of war.
They''re completely crazy.
"Hum..."
The dragon magic knife danced slowly, and ye Fantian sneered:
"Then try..."
The long knife danced, and ye Fantian shot again in an instant.
"Hiss..."
The artistic conception of a stick facing the sky was added to his whole body. This time, ye Fantian took the dragon and snake step at his feet, but the whole body ran the secret of killing. The whole person turned into a ghost like, uncontrollable powerful energy, quickly rioted, and cut off the flesh of a strong man with a knife.
"Die..."
With a low roar in his mouth, the blessing of three or two hundred times his strength reached the peak. The sabre Qi did not weaken at all. The cold flash suddenly opened up a general space, cut off the void, broke the territory, and his strength did not decrease. He directly disappeared into the flesh of several Zen strongmen.
Everywhere we went, there was a bloody storm.
However, although the artistic conception of this new understanding is very powerful, ye Fantian himself also has strong damage. This is a blessing on speed and strength. Once combined, the power formed is really not simple. However, after a long time of killing, ye Fantian''s tiger mouth began to crack.
"Dang..."
The dragon magic knife collided with the flesh of a Zen strongman.
It made a sound like metal impact. Under a knife, it didn''t kill it.
"Roar"
The other party''s body danced wildly like a dragon, and the golden glass God''s awn flickered all over his body. He quickly grasped Ye Fantian''s dragon magic knife in his hand, and his eyes showed a trace of satisfaction:
"Do not destroy the Vajra body!"
"No, Brahma, you can''t fight against him. He''s a Zen freak. His body is incomparably powerful. You''re not an opponent!"
A burly God of war, a strong man, shouted loudly, waving a powerful magic gun and covering it like stars, trying to rescue Ye Fantian.
"Finally wait until this opportunity, ye Fantian, you will be my performance of meritorious service. Go to hell..."
The other hand, quickly clenched his fist, came towards Ye Fantian''s heavy killing. It was as powerful as a tiger. It was unstoppable and boundless. The majestic fist seal even broke Ye Fantian''s vigorous Qi.
Immortal Vajra body?
Ye Fantian was stunned and suddenly thought of this unique Zen School.
It is said that this immortal Vajra body is a supreme unique skill, which can evolve a person''s body to an earth shaking level, and every inch of muscle can be transformed into a sharp weapon.
This man''s cultivation is an immortal supreme level strong man. Although he has not survived the era disaster, his cultivation and powerful flesh body can still not be underestimated. Even in case of close combat, it is enough to frighten people. Even ordinary God of war strong people dare not underestimate it.
"Hum..."
The corners of Ye Fantian''s mouth raised a trace of coldness. His body did not dodge and directly clenched his fist to meet him.
"Bad..."
The night war emperor''s face changed wildly. Ye Vatican really didn''t know the depth. Now he was in trouble.
"Drink!"
A strong man suddenly broke the hand of a strong Zen man and came to the rescue of Ye Fantian.
"Die..."
The strong man who could not destroy the King Kong God roared loudly with a ferocious color on his face.
"Roar..."
A long roar came from ye Fantian''s mouth, like a dragon''s chant and a tiger''s roar. His feet moved, and his flesh God''s awn flickered.
The gods fight!
The glory of the gods is blessed, and the virtual shadow of the gods is flashing. At this moment, it is like the collapse of heaven and earth, the sun and the moon are moving, and their fists hit each other hard.
"Hum..."
"Boom"
Vajra''s virtual shadow appeared. It was a boundless Giant Buddha''s virtual shadow. Its power was very clear and powerful. Behind Ye Fantian, the virtual shadow of the king of gods was not weak at all, flying everywhere with glory and cold.
"Poof..."
The fist of the Zen strongman collapsed in an instant, revealing his dark white bones. With his sad and terrible posture, the viewer was terrified for a while, and his eyes looked at Ye Fantian with horror:
"How... Possible?!"
His unbelievable tone was very clear. He couldn''t believe all this. Why was the body so terrible for a guy who used his Sabre to kill countless of their disciples.
"I... Want you to die!"
Instantly, the ferocious arc appeared on his face, and his proud stunt was broken, which made it difficult for the other party to accept, and the flesh expanded rapidly at this time.
"Self explosion..."
His mouth roared sadly.
A golden awn twinkled, cooperated with each other''s actions, and even evolved into a giant Buddha''s hand, firmly controlling Ye Fantian''s body, making Ye Fantian''s eyes open and close for a while, and there was no way to break free temporarily!
"Bad..."
The strong men of the God of war roared one after another. One of them just broke the defense and rose in the air, but he was suddenly broken into his flesh by a sharp light.
All the powers who looked at it roared wildly.
"Die... Ye Fantian, die with me!"
The noise was so clear and obvious that even people''s flesh had to tremble for it. This guy was completely crazy and became a madman!
"Brahma!!"
Zhu Qiang shouted madly.
"Give me... Get out!"
A thunderbolt roar came out at this time.
The sound broke a sky and came out in a mighty way.
Everywhere he went, there was a burst of raging waves. In the stunned eyes of the supreme tiger, figures rushed in quickly.
The first strong man, holding a golden magic stick, roared towards Zen. How clear the golden hair on his body, the tail danced wildly and the vigorous Qi was violent.
"A stick in the sky!"
Compared with Ye Fantian''s artistic conception, it is more violent. Although it is not as powerful and fast as ye Fantian, it is powerful in momentum, which is ten times stronger.
"Boom"
The Zen strongman who firmly controlled Ye Fantian was directly crushed into countless pieces of meat by the energy formed by the golden staff.
Golden demons!
This is the strong man of the golden demon ape family!
The faces of the warlords were shocked, and then showed surprise and excitement.
"Damn... How could it be so fast?"
The Supreme Fuhu looked at the strong man of the golden demon ape family. The hundred strong men were invincible, like a fierce tiger like a forest. They had opened their own blood in their ferocious laughter.
"Roar"
The flesh expands, incarnates the ancient evil spirit, the supreme demon ape, and the body moves wildly. Everywhere you go, everything will tremble.
"Fuhu supreme, you bastard!"
A golden demon ape holding a golden hammer roared loudly. His cultivation once defeated the peacock Glass King. He was very strong. At this time, he also began to show his magic power. He was going to kill the strong Zen people like grass mustard.
"Roar... I''m coming..."