Wu Po Jiuxiao

During the movement of the palm, the true qi began to operate like flowing water, and a large piece of stellar energy followed Ye Fantian's movements in this space as if there were no restrictions.

"Is this the power of space?"

Ye Fantian said with a look of surprise on his face.

Compared with the original state, Ye Fantian at this time has become more relaxed in the control of power. In the ups and downs, there is no obstacle in the palm of his hand, and layers of space power are constantly intertwined.

"Roar……"

As if the sound of the dragon chant resounded, Ye Fantian's body quickly took off into the void. At this time, besides the purple phoenix feather, there was another jet-black wing behind him.

The three wings don't seem to have the slightest inappropriateness, on the contrary they appear to be particularly integrated, as if they should be like this.

"The speed is even faster than before!"

Ye Fantian whispered in his mouth, and the dragon snake step under his feet immediately started, how terrifying the power of a thousand dragon snakes is, and at this time with the help of the wings of space, Ye Fantian believes that by virtue of His current strength at the level of a Martial Lord can definitely kill a strong man at the level of a Martial King in an instant.Although it is only at the lower level of the Wujun class now, as long as he has the wings of space, Ye Fantian believes that he can completely reach the top of the Wujun class.

"Space storm!"

He drank in a low voice.

As soon as Ye Fantian's words fell, a terrifying fluctuation suddenly turned into a series of real ripples centered on his body and began to spread crazily towards the surroundings.

Within a radius of one kilometer, spaces are twisted and torn violently, and countless storms criss-cross each other, cutting and stretching like the most violent force in the world, even the sword energy and sword gang of the strong man , Dao Qi, and Dao Gang can't fight against it.

In the range of this kilometer, the tearing sound of chi chi can be heard endlessly.

Every inch of space was forcibly torn into pieces.

In the face of this vast power, I am afraid that even the strongest of the Martial Lord level will fall because of it if they are not prepared.

"The power of space, this is the power of space... how terrifying, meow..."

The black cat couldn't help but raised its head and said enviously.

"let's go!"

After several experiments, Ye Fantian has already mastered some of the functions of the Wings of Space. Other uses still need to be explored slowly. It has been here for a long time, and Ye Fantian does not intend to delay. He picked up the black cat's body and moved forward quickly.

At this time, the shape of the black cat also began to increase a little, and it looked about the size of a medium Tibetan mastiff, but it was still far from the original level.

"The Demon Palace... from the Dark Martial Arts League... I don't know if you guys are thinking about me too."

A cold smile appeared on Ye Fantian's face, and a gleam of killing intent slowly formed into substance and began to flow, making the black cat beside him shrank his head uncontrollably.