Lao Tzu is One Punch Man

Chapter 103

"presumptuous!"

Deafening shouts rang out, and the sound shook the sky.

Immediately, Fang Xun saw a slender figure appearing in the field of vision, with a pair of white wings behind him, about 30 meters away, exuding a holy light, he was an angel.

"You are still waiting to bow down and greet him."

The angel was condescending, looking down at Fang Xun, the terrifying coercion enveloped the entire Pingyang City, even Yin Longjia and others could feel the suffocating pressure.

Fang Xun frowned. Although this angel had reached the late stage of crossing the catastrophe, he was far from the strongest existence in his true vision magic pupil, and he couldn't even rank among the top three.

It can be seen from this that the Dark Night Continent is stronger than the Cangming Continent.

Of course, what makes Fang Xun even more curious is that in the racial structure of the Dark Night Continent, werewolves and angels have appeared. Then, will it be dragons or blood races next?

"If you don't bow down and worship, you are blaspheming the holy angels. Go to death."

The angel raised his palm and said slowly: "Remember, I am the great king of angels, Ofirok."

boom!
Huge palms fell overwhelmingly, crushing Xiang Fangxun, and the violent wind pressure set off terrifying energy ripples, blowing Yin Longjia and others around to the side. It was only at this moment that they really realized that the Great Cultivator in the Transcending Tribulation Period had How terrible.

puff.

Fang Xun didn't dodge or dodge, and was hit by the palm in front of him. However, the palm formed by the condensed vast spiritual power seemed to have encountered the ice and snow of the scorching sun. Before it touched Fang Xun, it began to disintegrate and melt quickly.

"How is it possible?" Ofirok showed an incredible expression. This is his famous stunt - the hand of God. The one who can take over his trick is at least a great monk in the late stage of the tribulation, but this tiny human being in front of him , obviously there is no spiritual power fluctuation!
Fang Xun yawned and said, "It's almost done, I'm going to sleep after finishing you."

Ofelok shivered for no reason. He wanted to back subconsciously, but suddenly felt a heart-piercing pain coming from behind him.

In the eyes of outsiders, I saw a golden giant hand grabbing Oferok's wings and waving it crazily. All the warships along the way were smashed into pieces by "Oferok", which was miserable. fall.

In the end, Ofirok turned into a rotating meat grinder, and everything close to him, whether it was a living being or a battleship, was killed without exception.

"Oh my god, is that really Ofelok, the king of angels?"

A soldier in an alien battleship said dumbfounded.

"The angel clan is finished, hahaha, they who have lost the king of angels will be ruled by our dark people, werewolves!"

Although all the races in the Dark Night Continent form an alliance to attack the earth, they are not monolithic. On the contrary, their hatred for each other is as deep as the ocean. If there is no pressure from the fairy projection above, it is absolutely impossible for them to join forces.

Ofirok, who was twisted into a twist, suddenly broke away from the giant golden hand, shot out, smashed through dozens of battleships, and disappeared as a meteor.

At this time, on the main ship behind the dark night continental army, the ancestors of the werewolf, the ancestor of the blood clan, and even the demon emperor of the demon clan all knelt on one knee, bowed their heads in silence, and showed the highest respect.

In front of them stood a man with long hair and delicate features.

The man is wearing light gauze and long sleeves, and his frown and smile are full of charm, which makes people unable to help but be infatuated with.

Even though they knew the gender of the man in front of them, the three famous kings in the Dark Night Continent couldn't help swallowing.

"Ofirock has been gone for so long, why hasn't he come back?"

The man frowned slightly, showing a trace of displeasure on his face, which was more delicate than a woman's.

Loksa, the ancestor of the werewolf, immediately said respectfully: "Master Xianzun, that trash of Ofeloke has always done more than fail, please allow me to fight, Mr. Xianzun!"

The man known as Immortal Venerable ignored Roxar, but muttered to himself: "It's strange, how could there be a monk on Earth who can stop Ofelok's footsteps?"

Just as they were talking, dense explosions came from ahead, and then they saw an angel with folded wings suddenly fly by, almost grazing the top of the main ship and sinking into the night sky.

man:"……"

Roxar: "..."

Blood ancestor: "..."

Magic Emperor:"……"

"I just..." the man said hesitantly, "I seem to have seen Ofelok flying over."

Roxar opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. It seemed that the one who flew over just now was indeed his deadly enemy, King of Angels Ofirok.

The Demon Emperor, as the strongest person present except the men, said flatly: "Ofirock is defeated."

Hearing this, the man didn't seem to care, and looked at Roxar thoughtfully: "What did you say before?"

Roxar shuddered and hesitated a bit. After all, he and Ofirok were only about equal in strength. If Ofirok was defeated in an ordinary battle, Roxar would definitely rush to fight each other, but look at this scene , It seems that he has been completely abused, how dare Roxar dare to be brave.

The ancestor of the blood race next to him said without changing his face: "Master Xianzun, Loksa asks you to allow him to fight."

The man nodded in satisfaction: "As expected of a brave werewolf clan, if that's the case, I'll leave the guy on the other side to you. I hope you can make a quick decision."

Roxar, as if struck by lightning, glared fiercely at the ancestor of the blood race. Although he was reluctant in every possible way, he could only say with a bitter face: "Yes, Lord Xianzun."

Soon, Roxar put on his heavy armor and stepped out of the main ship, then flew towards the space crack.

In his opinion, since the opponent can defeat Ofirok, there must be more than one person, and he must be careful, but when Roxar saw that there was really only one person on the opposite side of the space crack, he could no longer calm down.

One man guards the gate, and ten thousand men cannot open it.

At this moment, Fang Xun's aura is astonishing, and he is still holding a piece of weapon that he crushed, engraved with the logo of the demon clan, Roxar knows that it is the weapon of the demon general Hilary, and at this time, Hilary has already Return to the Holy Mountain of the Demon Race and sleep forever.

From the opening of the space rift to the present, Fang Xun no longer remembers how many warships he destroyed and how many monks from other races he killed. He seemed to be attacking instinctively, and no one could overstep it.

The warships and monks from other races who had swarmed in finally felt scared and began to retreat. If it wasn't for the Demon Emperor and others sitting in the rear, they would have chosen to flee for their lives.

As for the Angel Clan who had lost their leader, they threw away their helmets and armor and fled in all directions.

Roxar was furious, and immediately shot down and killed several high-ranking monks of the Angel Race, and said coldly: "Those who escaped from the battle, they will be killed without mercy!"

(End of this chapter)