Wu Po Jiuxiao

At this time, Ye Fantian's body was as broken as a ruin.

A series of cracks appeared on the muscles, cracked like porcelain dolls, and the scars looked like a stone that had been eroded by thousands of years, and the snow hair was extremely messy at this time, dancing with the wind, the skin Regardless of the cracks or color on the surface, it is clearly like the dry earth.

Gives the look of being ready to wither at any moment.

Cruel, incomparably cruel, blood continued to flow out of the crack, soaking the robe and dyeing the snowy hair red.

This fierce collision made Ye Fantian suffer unimaginable hardships.

But in Ye Fantian's eyes, there was unprecedented passion.

The inspiring light shone in it.

At this moment, although Ye Fantian was subjected to a cruel test physically, his energy and spirit undoubtedly stepped into a new level.

The more frustrated and courageous, this is the portrayal of Ye Fantian now.

Looking at the looming phantom, Ye Fantian's fighting spirit suddenly burst out.

"Fight!"

The evil spirit is overwhelming, as if it wants to freeze everything in the world.

The fist strength carrying such terrifying power burst open suddenly, revealing Ye Fantian's Jingshihuquan.

This punch exploded suddenly like a shattered star in the sky.

The gorgeous and frightening vigor, the incessant inhalation, clearly gave people an indescribably terrifying gesture.

"Come again!"

Ye Fantian roared at the phantom.

"Pong"

One foot stepped on the ground, smashing the ground with a radius of several thousand meters, countless dust began to fly, and the ground sank tens of meters, forming a deep pit.

At this moment, an astonishing force that no one could imagine was formed.

"cut!"

A loud shout appeared.

Silently!

But this harsh shout can be conveyed.

That's when the phantom on the opposite side started to move.

The fluctuation of the other party's artistic conception.

One hand, with the palm of a knife, made a move.

Although this knife is not as sharp as a magic weapon, but the upper and lower parts are integrated, like a peerless knife.

"laugh"

The space exploded, and wherever it went, all the nothingness was cut off and turned into annihilated dust.

As the powder exploded one after another, a terrifying sword glow suddenly appeared, as if the Nine Heavens Dragon proudly tore through the void, and it slashed towards Ye Fantian's body with infinite strength.

Fist and knife!

The fist intent is condensed in the sword light.

Shake the world.

Ye Fantian is fearless, his qi and blood are burning, and the blood on his body flows like water. At such a speed, only he who owns the Cyanwood Emperor Tree can be so crazy, otherwise he would be an ordinary person, absolutely There is no way to maintain such a heyday-like battle.

The bones crackled, but Ye Fantian felt that his energy was at its peak at this moment.

The display of power that no one could have imagined was transmitted from that thin and even decayed flesh.

Excitement, incomparable excitement, Ye Fantian's fighting spirit reached its peak in the face of the wisp of will on the Immortal Dragon King.

"Pong"

The two energies collided fiercely.

At this moment, the phantom of the white tiger behind Ye Fantian has turned into reality. A pair of tiger eyes are wide open, roaring upward, and the two sharp claws set off countless shattered spaces. In the shattered light like glass slag, , this tiger claw has torn the other party apart countless times.