Wu Po Jiuxiao

"Clang clang!"

Ye Fantian held the weapon in his hand, and with all kinds of strength, he forcibly resisted the opponent's energy beam, and quickly charged inside the tyrannical energy beam.

"No...it's impossible!"

The man who released the beam of energy let out an unbelievable and unwilling cry.

It's impossible, yes, absolutely impossible.

The powerful beam of energy light is equipment that is no weaker than the energy guns on battleships. Equipped on the Holy Mecha, it can burst out at any time by virtue of the energy in the body being ignited. As long as it touches a trace, They will all be torn to pieces by this powerful energy.

But any person, facing such a powerful energy bombardment, would choose to run away, needless to say, resisting abruptly.

But Ye Fantian chose this.

With such a strong energy resistance, and that domineering figure, people began to feel that their whole body began to tremble unknowingly.

Feihong!

The most mysterious move among the basic sword techniques.

Although this saber technique is absolutely scoffed at by the experts of the ancient clan.

The ancient clan is rich and powerful, for this basic saber technique, even the disciples of foreign races would not choose to practice it, it is too simple, it is just an improvement of the simplest trick, and this Feihong is just a basic saber technique Among them, it looks like a more powerful move.

But it was this trick that was fully evolved by Ye Fantian.

"laugh……"

A mighty saber energy was released from the weapon.

The saber energy surged, like an emperor controlling, everything surrendered, and the stars trembled violently, as if they felt the power and shocking fluctuation of this saber, and couldn't help hiding in the lead cloud.

The driver of the Holy Mecha revealed a look of despair.

He felt the coldness and bitingness of the saber air, and felt the threat of death.

"Do not……"

Amidst the shrill screams, the holy mech controlled the weapon and passed by with a single blow.

"boom……"

The huge holy mecha was severed into three sections.

The flesh and blood are mixed with the cold light of metal, above the void, it looks extremely desolate and cold.

Ye Fantian held a weapon and stood firmly in it.

The weapon stands upright, as if it is a god of war proud of the sky.

At this moment, the blood energy in his body surged like a volcanic eruption, and the infinite power released could make all things boil.

It was an aura full of endless pressure.

Mars!

Shura!

No one can doubt this.

"It's not that the basic sword technique is too powerful, it's not that the holy mecha is too terrifying, but the person who uses the sword technique, the person who controls the holy mech, is too terrifying."

Countless strong men sighed one after another, sending out shock waves.

One after another divine thoughts communicate with each other.

If just now, many families wanted to kill Ye Fantian or take him under his command, then the only idea now is to kill him.

Such a guy, if he stays, can only be a time bomb. Once he controls the Holy Mecha, he is simply invincible, like the most amazing evil god, and there is no possibility of fighting against him at all.

"What a scary kid..."

In the battleship, the middle-aged man showed a look of surprise, and his face became more and more excited. Yimengmeng opened her small mouth and covered it with her jade hands, and she also had an unbelievable expression.