Wu Po Jiuxiao

"go to hell!"

Situ Wudi yelled angrily, but he kept shouting in his heart:

"Absolutely can't let him be released, absolutely can't let him release the kitchen"

Although he didn't know what Ye Fantian was going to do, the heart palpitations that he hadn't felt for thousands of years developed quickly, and they were surprisingly intense.

"Situ Wudi...look into my eyes!"

Suddenly Ye Fantian shouted angrily, the voice was like thunder, and the moment it rang in his ears, Situ Wudi even felt that his whole body had been sublimated. Ye Fantian in front of him became his master, it was him gods.

The original movements began to slow down.

The power of the Soul Sword has become more and more terrifying with Ye Fantian's use, but Ye Fantian is more aware that this guy's strength is definitely not so simple, so at the moment when he defeated the opponent, his hands The two forces in the palm are already rioting crazily.

The ice quickly gathered with its gentle power like water!

Flame—the fusion of the most violent flame power!

The power of ice flames burst out quickly!

"Situ Wudi...wake up!"

A sound of anger resounded fiercely in Situ Wudi's ears, and the next moment his face changed violently again, unexpectedly being confused by Ye Fantian unconsciously.

In terms of the power of the soul sword, Ye Fantian also thought of killing the opponent quickly at the moment when he directly controlled the mysterious soul, but the possibility is very small.

After all, he is a strong man at the level of a Martial Lord, unless his strength is one level higher than that of the opponent, otherwise Ye Fantian does not have the confidence to succeed in one blow.

And what this soul sword needs to output is a large amount of mysterious soul power, especially the stronger the opponent's strength, the more terrifying the need for mysterious soul.

Now Ye Fantian's mysterious soul power has been consumed close to half. At this time, he naturally has to hurry up and seal quickly!

Gather your strength!

"Die you bastard!"

Amidst the twitching sound, the power that slowly dissipated in that hand began to gather again!

The use of power has obviously reached the extreme, and at the same time, it can be seen how angry Situ Wudi is. As he forcibly increases his power again, the power of the Tyrant God Fist has increased by a considerable amount.

Relying on the experience and feeling of Situ Wudi's emotions, Ye Fantian's move this time must not be simple, and at this time both sides have already expended a lot of strength, this time it is likely to be a full blow.

"Black Soul Demon Gun!"

With the sound of yelling, Ye Dire also took the initiative to attack. After some recovery, his injuries have recovered to a greater extent.

While waving his palms, the long spears that were fused with the ancient and evil aura suddenly formed together.

"Poisonous Dragon Dazzling Legs - Annihilation!"

The legs danced quickly, and countless phantoms were formed to vent all the energy in the opponent's body to their heart's content.