Wu Po Jiuxiao

The strong wind was blowing, and it was bitingly cold. All the martial arts present gasped.

Stepping on Yu Wenbo with one foot, the terrifying means, overwhelming power, and supreme momentum, these are integrated together, giving people a feeling of being irresistible.

"laugh……"

Yu Wenbo's head was torn apart suddenly, and a ray of light quickly rolled up, carrying all kinds of divine light and began to flee in one direction.

The light and shadow in it vaguely bear the imprint of a human figure.

That is Yu Wenbo's profound soul!

"Wang Chongtong, save me!"

Yu Wenbo let out a shrill scream.

Wang Chongtong's complexion changed, and he secretly called 'Damn' in his heart.

At this time, it would be fine if Ye Fantian completely strangled Yu Wenbo's mysterious soul, but now Yu Wenbo has not lost his mysterious soul, and he is asking for help. blamed.

At that time, even if his own family stood up for him, he would not be able to die well.

"Damn!"

There was another cold drink in my heart.

"laugh……"

With a wave of the palm, a river of crystal clear energy rolled up and turned into a giant hand. The giant hand was formed overwhelmingly, like a rolling glacier. Wherever it went, everything was frozen.

The Heavenly Emperor Jing Wang Jue made a move.

The radiance of the mighty spar was so dazzling that the powerhouses present narrowed their eyes one after another, even Ye Fantian was not spared.

But at this moment, Ye Fantian's body flew up.

It is a disaster for Yu Wenbo to stay, it is impossible for him to let the other party's mysterious soul leave.

"laugh……"

One hand, fingers turned into swords, pointing to the sky.

"boom……"

Like a finger of Kaitian, it turned into the divine pillar of Kaitian, with infinite light shining and thousands of blood qi surging on it.

Daodao blood sprayed out, setting off a piece of ancient traces.

"Pong!"

This finger hit the opponent's giant hand violently, and the two waves of energy collided with each other, making the most terrifying explosion sound.

But the two are deadlocked with each other, without the slightest sign of retreat.

However, Ye Fantian wanted this effect.

Then the body that rushed to him was like a roc spreading its wings, grabbing Yu Wenbo's mysterious soul vigorously.

"Damn bastard."

Wang Chongtong roared angrily.

"Let him go!"

Just when Wang Chongtong was about to continue to attack, a crisp voice suddenly appeared in Ye Fantian's ear.

Although the voice was clear and crisp, it carried a terrifying fluctuation. Such a fluctuation, like the roar of a dragon god, resounded through the sky.

When he didn't check for a while, Ye Fantian was hit immediately, and there was a thunder dragon riot in his ears, which made his ears hurt sharply.

"Humph……"

Mouth roared in a low voice.

His fingers didn't stop at all, and the light on his body flickered, outlining incomparably mysterious traces.

The power of space.

One thought moves, everything is still!

This is the benefit of the power of space. Many mysteries surround Ye Fantian, which is the most mysterious trace, and then within a radius of several kilometers, they are in a state of absolute stillness.

"puff……"

Ye Fantian turned his palms like knives and cut them instantly.

"Do not……"

The shrill screams appeared at this point.

In an instant, the surrounding space also returned to calm.