Wu Po Jiuxiao

"In terms of strength, this is what is needed!"

Ye Fantian's heart was more and more pleasantly surprised. The feeling just now was smooth and dripping. Although it was just a period of comprehension, the control of power can reach a new level.

It's like Ye Fantian used to use [-]% of his strength to break through a mountain, but now this [-]% of his strength is completely condensed, and then it is infinitely stronger than the original [-]%, at least comparable to the previous [-]% of his strength.

This is the control of power, a brand new attack method, which is more terrifying than the original powerful one.

"Shen Wujian, it's your turn..." Ye Fantian squinted his eyes, looking at Shen Wujian, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, constantly flashing a terrifying brilliance, the slightest bit of danger The fluctuation made Shen Wujian smell the breath that made him fear.

"run……"

Without even thinking about it, Shen Wujian suddenly chose to turn around and run away.

Although his strength was stronger than Ye Fantian's, the fear in his heart made him choose to run away. The sudden weakness in his momentum gave Ye Fantian the best chance to make a move.

"Death..." A large handprint erupted overwhelmingly, vibrating in the void, and the prominent fluctuations continued to evolve to the extreme.

Rage, direct!

It is intimidating.

In that big handprint, the lines of gods on it seem to be engraved with the imprints of the gods. It is the hand of the gods, and the will of the gods who once controlled the sky in ancient times is blessed in it.

"Rumble..."

The void stirred up, and began to form huge and terrifying moats and cracks!

As if, there were phantoms of the gods blessing and appearing on it, they roared, roared, burning with the wrath of the gods!

After a burst of turmoil in the space, a violent storm quickly formed, suddenly set off, and then there was a palm on the head of Shen Wujian.

"boom!"

With a shock, Shen Wujian's head was directly smashed into pieces.

The power of the wilderness poured into this hand of the gods continuously, and the terrifying and boundless power began to bless together, boundless and tyrannical.

"My will is boundless, my strength is tyrannical, I am the most terrifying descendant of the gods, I refuse to accept it!!"

Between heaven and earth, a burst of boiling like a volcanic eruption began to appear.

Suddenly, in the entire space, there was a violent contraction, as if a magical beast had awakened. The body of Shenwujian did not disappear completely, but continued to expand. In the next moment, a Dao's vitality poured into his body, and with his breathing, boundless energy burst out rapidly, and it was terrifying energy.

"Om..."

Like the birth of a mysterious imprint, such a tyrannical power began to be blessed quickly, and in the next moment it turned into a flash like thunder.

"Ten thousand arrows pierce the heart!"

The roaring sound continued, and the strongest power released from the blood-stained arrow shadow, the blood was covered with phantoms, making a roaring sound, and there was an immortal breath in it.

This is obviously the blood left by the strong man who was killed by Shen Wujian, and it still contains the breath of power.

"roll!"

Ye Fantian roared crazily, and then let out a roaring sound. The fluctuation of this sound was prominent and terrifying, as if it could forcibly penetrate all emptiness.

"Don't accept... die again!"

The voice was as cold as frost, which could freeze people's minds. Ye Fantian punched him, and between his brows, the boundless brilliance released by the eyes of the gods carried waves and aura that made Jiuxiao tremble.

The eyes are like two scarlet divine swords, wherever the divine light goes, everything is forcibly blocked.

"Roar!!" Shen Wujian roared crazily, and the power of thousands of arrows lingered out of his body, making people tremble and generate waves of timidity.

But Ye Fantian is not afraid, his physical body is almost complete, and he can shatter countless shackles with a wave of his hand.

The toughness of this punch is even more than before.

With a fist with the left hand, the galaxy burst out, the galaxy was reversed, and again it was a hand of the gods, invincible, as if it could grab the starry sky.

The two represent the aura of creation and destruction, like twin stars, the mutual summoning and attraction makes this energy even more amazing and terrifying.

"boom"

"Clang clang!"

The huge vibration sound was accompanied by the shuttle force and collision sound of thousands of arrows.

On the hand of the gods, the blessings of the gods, the voices of singing and praise can be heard endlessly, but the strength of the ten thousand arrows is not weak, and even his hand of the gods began to crack for a few minutes .

However, Ye Fantian's punch followed suit. With the force of the punch, the external force in the front has not dissipated, but the rear force burst out again and again.

"puff"

With the sound of spurting blood, Shen Wujian's whole body seemed to be made of paper. Ye Fantian's power shattered his body, and even formed sections of stumps. His eyes were full of unbelievable He looked at Ye Fantian.

At this time, Ye Fantian displayed his strongest power, the divine pattern was blessed to the extreme, and the whole person's appearance was restored to its original appearance.

"The realm of Dacheng Eternal Nine Heavens...you...can defy the sky!"

At the last moment, Shen Wujian pierced Ye Fantian's true strength.

"No delivery!"

Ye Fantian's eyes flickered continuously, he stretched out his hand, and then integrated it into his own hell world, and a section of imprints began to appear, which contained the profound meaning of the divine arrow and the understanding of the way of the arrow.

This is the effect after the fourth floor of hell. After sending away the physical bodies of these strong men, Ye Fantian can already control all his understanding, understanding of martial arts and life.

It has to be said that if Ye Fantian devours tens of thousands of strong men, his martial arts comprehension will reach a level that defies the sky.

This is the powerful mystery of hell. It is hard for Ye Fantian to imagine that if the eighteenth floor of hell is completely created, how amazing and terrifying the benefits will be.

Of course, this is just an imagination of Ye Fantian, and he is still far from the effect of the eighteenth floor.

"The mysteries of martial arts and the mysteries of the physical body are combined in everything, and the power emitted is so terrifying and astonishing. The one move I made was infused with my supreme will and the powerful power of my physical body. The body of the immortal middle-level peak powerhouse will fall away." Ye Fantian couldn't imagine it, it was simply unimaginable.

In the past, the Immortal-level middle-level powerhouses have reached a boundless level. Although they can't be regarded as looking up, they can definitely be regarded as supreme and terrifying existences.

"Clang clang..."

The battle guns were constantly ringing, the magic knife was making a violent sound, and a vast fighting spirit began to appear.

This wave of terror with a fighting spirit represents a kind of killing, and it also represents a kind of monstrous arrogance, which is an evil and profound aura.

This breath seemed to be a galaxy that traversed the sky and the universe, and quickly came to Ye Fantian.

The breath was as deep as Jiuyou, and in an instant, a group of hundreds of people had arrived in front of Ye Fantian.

The strange ghostly figure, and the pair of evil eyes slowly stared at Ye Fantian. The icy cold breath made people feel palpitations to the extreme. Even Ye Fantian himself felt the boundless hugeness and terror of this breath. , or even being stared at by this group of people, there is simply an urge to extricate oneself.

"Who, who are these guys?" Ye Fantian was horrified to the extreme.

The evil is so earth-shattering, every breath can make Ye Fantian feel a taste of extreme evil.

"So weak..."

The leader spoke slowly.

There was a hint of coldness in this voice, as if one's profound soul could be frozen.

They sat upright on their mounts, looking at Ye Fantian as if they were monkeys, flashing a hint of disdain from time to time.

"In this life... I never expected to meet such a weak master." Someone began to speak slowly again.

"Hmph... shut up!"

One person shouted fiercely, and all the voices stopped suddenly, and all the breath seemed to start to get rid of.

"Meet the Great Emperor of Hell!"

Following this person's actions, all the people at that moment knelt down on the ground in unison. Although there were only a few hundred of them, they erupted with boundless prestige.

"The old part of hell?!"

A line of ancient memories suddenly appeared in Ye Fantian's mind...