Smelting and Exploding the Heavens

Chapter 366 Destruction
At this time, Wuming and Jianchen happened to be nearby, and Wuming said in amazement: "Mr. Fan has already arrived! Great, since you have rescued His Majesty, Chen'er, you should take His Majesty away first!"

Fan Zhuoyuan said: "All three of you go first, and I will deal with the boxing god."

Wuming still didn't know that the emperor had been killed by Fan Zhuoyuan, so he hurriedly said: "It's not that simple, all of this is the emperor's trick, I'm afraid he has something to wait for!"

Fan Zhuoyuan smiled and said: "The emperor has already killed me, and he can't use any backhands."

Wuming Jianchen was very shocked, but Fan Zhuoyuan said: "I will explain this matter later..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a figure being blasted out from the bottom of the prison, it was Nie Feng!

It turned out that just now Nie Feng chased the master of martial arts into the prison. When the master of martial arts saw his son's body, he was furious. He disregarded the injuries to his spine from being chained for decades, and exploded with all his strength.

Unexpectedly, with just one blow, the attacking Nie Feng was knocked out of the dungeon and flew into the surface.

Bu Jingyun also rushed out full of surprise, and then everyone saw a burly man exuding a strong dead air, carrying a headless corpse in one hand, and holding Quan Chi's head in the other, slowly walking up from below .

Fan Zhuoyuan raised his eyebrows. He observed the opponent with his spiritual sense, and saw that the Qi veins all over the body of the Quan Dao God were deformed, and they only exploded outwards but did not restrain themselves.

Not only will this not last long, but it will inevitably lead to a decline in skill, but in a short period of time, unparalleled strength will be obtained.

"Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng, back down!"

Nie Feng was already stunned, Bu Jingyun dragged him back to the side, and said: "The aura emitted by this person is very terrifying, it is definitely not easy to deal with, you have to be careful."

Fan Zhuoyuan's expression was serious, watching the kung fu god put his son's body aside, with self-reproach all over his face, a tough man actually shed tears.

Then he looked at Fan Zhuoyuan with red eyes, "I was in prison just now, did you kill my son?"

Fan Zhuoyuan said: "Stupid people like to eat human flesh, so naturally they will get rid of it."

The boxing god roared, "That's not his fault!!!"

His deformed body leaped out, and with the momentum of bursting violently, he blasted out the strongest punch in his life - the fist was boundless, and hit Fan Zhuoyuan head-on.

Fan Zhuoyuan didn't budge an inch, removed the restriction of his own lightness kung fu on his weight, exploded his aura and extreme physical strength, mixed the true essence of Buddhism, Taoism and demons, and punched out!

Two invincible iron fists collided head-on with their fiercest posture and strength.

There was a teeth-stinging sound of bones colliding, but it was as dull and intense as thunder.

boom!
The bones of the two people's arms burst out, and the muscles were torn apart like twisted spirals, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere!
Then they each backed away, and with just one blow with all their strength, the two of them lost their entire right arm, which can be called tragic.

The God of Boxing looked at his right arm, even though he was furious, he couldn't help showing shock.

Fan Zhuoyuan didn't care about the injury of his right arm at all, and praised loudly: "It's really a good boxing technique!"

Immediately, he raised his left fist again, "And the left hand, your son is dead, what's the use of keeping it?"

With a roar of the boxing god, the inner strength knocked down the main building of Wushenjue Palace behind him.

Then his left fist exploded, his muscles twitched, he didn't have much skill in his body, but he wanted to concentrate all his strength on this, to kill this enemy.

Unlimited punches!

殛 is a word created by the God of Quan Dao himself, which means that the power of his fist is stronger than that of Zhenqi fist.

Facts have also proved that his punches cannot find opponents in Japan.

If he hadn't been poisoned and conspired by Jue Wushen back then, imprisoned for decades, resulting in deformed muscles and bones, and dislocation of meridians, otherwise his current strength might be comparable to that of Wuming who was at the peak when he had learned thousands of swords and returned to his sect.

But that's just not the case, now he has gone through battles with Wuming Fengyun, his skills have been severely depleted, just now he was fighting with his right fist, and he was seriously injured.

This blow has fully carried out his final belief in revenge and boxing, if he cannot win, then he can only die!

Fan Zhuoyuan's left fist was also raised, his skin was as red as blood, his body was like a Shura, and all of his internal and external skills were concentrated on the front of the fist.

On the front of the fist, there are layers of calcification, like a gray-white hard carapace.

And within Fan Zhuoyuan's line of sight, relying on his keen six senses, he can completely see the direction of the Qi veins in the body of the Quan Dao God, and the energy that rushes towards the front of the fist like waves, in Fan Zhuoyuan's eyes, there is no secret at all.

He seized an opportunity, just when the previous wave of energy had just poured into the emptiness that the second wave of energy had not entered, he blasted out this blow that really activated all the power!
Wuming and the others had never seen Fan Zhuoyuan in such a form. Everyone was shocked by the boiling energy and blood. They didn't even know what kind of martial arts it was, and it was completely different from the martial arts in their common sense!
In this lightning-fast time of thinking, the two fists collided head-on again!
Boom!

This time it was Fan Zhuoyuan who stood still, and the one whose entire left arm was torn apart inch by inch and blown away was the God of Boxing.

This is Fan Zhuoyuan's strength after unlocking the second stage of his brain domain, which is much higher than the strength when he first challenged Wuming!
The boxing god who was hit by Fan Zhuoyuan with his real strength, unexpectedly found that his peak strength was no match for this person. At that moment, his mind was blank, and finally he fell to the ground with his body.

Fan Zhuoyuan withdrew from the liberating posture, gradually contracted his strength, and began to heal his injured and fractured right arm.

After knocking down Boxing God, he didn't look at him again, and said to everyone: "Let's go by boat, there are more than [-] catties of gunpowder buried under the island.

Although the emperor is dead, no one can guarantee whether his subordinates will continue to light the fire. "

Everyone was still immersed in the shock just now, and only after hearing Fan Zhuoyuan's words did they wake up slowly.

"What about this man?" asked the emperor.

The one who asked was naturally the kung fu god.

Fan Zhuoyuan said: "He no longer has the desire to survive, and my blow just now has penetrated into his body along his arm, it won't be long..."

Before the words fell, there was an explosion of anger from behind.

The master of boxing lay on the ground, took one last look at his son's head, and said, "I'm sorry, father." Then his chest suddenly exploded, and the internal organs were completely shattered by Fan Zhuoyuan's residual energy.

Although the boxing god is strong, but without the indestructible golden body of Jue Wushen, it is naturally impossible to have such a terrible defensive power as Jue Wushen.

Everyone boarded the boat, stared blankly at the island, and gradually returned to the Central Plains.

Everyone was injured in this battle, and it was also a battle where the top experts from China and Japan gathered together.

Obviously, with Fan Zhuoyuan's joining, Dongpu could be said to have suffered a complete defeat.

The destruction of the Wushen Jue Palace, the death of the God of Boxing and the death of the Emperor also thwarted his ambition to seize the Central Plains.

However, under the planning of Fan Zhuoyuan and the emperor, all this has only just begun, and the disaster of Dongying island country and martial arts has just kicked off.

Fan Zhuoyuan, who was sitting in the cabin healing his wounds, remembered Jin Jingjing who he was pretending to be. Next, he will return to Dongying after obtaining the famous sword, and while sharpening the way of the sword, he will wipe out the Taoism of the martial arts sect in the island country!
(End of this chapter)