battle master

Chapter 883 Tianmen!

comer.

With a face like a crown of jade, skin like snow, she was wearing a blue robe, and with her long hair fluttering, she looked like a god, striding across the Milky Way.

With such a facial expression, he looks like a handsome scholar. He looks like he is only in his 20s. Judging from the other party's appearance alone, it is hard to imagine that the other party is a peerless powerhouse.

but.

As the other party stepped slowly, disillusioned lights and shadows continued to emerge around his body, and the aura spread, like cutting the sky, but the wisps of fluctuations that diffused were enough to collapse the sky and shatter the shackles.

Wherever you go.

The remaining evil races outside the territory trembled physically, their faces were pale, and the horror in their eyes was extremely clear.

This is a peerless strong man with a lawless existence.

Just now, the strength of their ancestor-level Sata is against the sky. Even if the strength has not recovered, it can still suppress the nine heavens and ten earths. Let them not be afraid of it.

"Yo... As expected of the evil race of the ancient era, even though the body of the human race was seized, the vitality is still very tenacious."

The young man's eyes were burning, and there was a teasing and naughty tone in his words, but the coldness and bitingness in that voice was completely vented, especially on this body, the breath that permeated out, strands of In the distribution, it seems to be a fierce beast in the dark.

Terrifying and powerful, it has nothing to do with his handsomeness and dusty aura.

"It's him!"

Looking at the handsome young man, Fan Banruo seemed to understand something, his vermilion lips moved slightly, and a dull but charming voice came out.

"This guy is terrible. He is definitely a strong man at the seventh level of the monarch level. Be good, this is a battle between disciples of the sect, and the seventh level of the monarch level is really born. Isn't this nonsense! To reach this level, we All of them combined are not enough for him to chop!"

Fatty Xia Liu's face clearly showed a trace of displeasure, but the pair of mung bean-sized eyes were full of envy and amazement.

A fist seal tore apart a Zun extraterritorial evil race, and even drove Na Sata into the ground. This kind of strength is enough to disobey the sky and shock the universe.

"you recognize?"

Wu Yangyu looked at Fan Banruo curiously.

"It seems that it is indeed him!"

Before Fan Banruo could speak, the fish gut seemed to have reacted, with a solemn expression on his face, and slowly opened his mouth and chanted.

"In ancient times, the sect was the most powerful, and every powerful sect had a complete inheritance, allowing the disciples of the sect to become stronger and transformed under this complete inheritance, and the strength of the sect also relied on one after another. What the strong disciples started, without disciples, the sect is just an empty shell!"

"But! There is a sect that is completely different from other sects. There are only three people in their sect! Three people are the sect!"

The sect of three people? !
This statement is simply selfless and fearless. Even though Wu Yangyu has experienced too many incredible things, when he first heard about it, he couldn't help showing surprise.

"Yes, three people are the sect. These three have the inheritance of the entire sect. The three will neither increase nor decrease. Unless someone falls, there will never be new disciples joining in! This sect is called For the gate of heaven!"

Tianmen.

In the name of heaven!

What domineering, what courage!
and.

With this overbearing name, there will always be only three disciples!

Such a thing is really unacceptable.

"That punch just now is called Heaven's Killing Fist, one of the best techniques of the Heavenly Clan!"

Seemingly seeing the many doubts in Wu Yangyu's heart, Fan Banruo also opened his mouth to explain.

For a sect with only three disciples, it is absolutely impossible for the secret knowledge to be leaked.

Fan Banruo, since he recognized the other party's unique skills, then the other party's identity will naturally not be faked.

"boom!"

While the group was communicating, there was a roaring sound from the deep pit on the ground.

A black shadow wrapped in the power to cut down the sky, like a dark black python, distorted the space, stepped out fiercely, tearing apart all shackles at a terrifying speed, the barriers of space, more like paper Usually, it shatters rapidly and continuously turns into broken light all over the sky.

The figure flew away, and then revealed its true face, it was Sata himself who had been driven into the depths of the ground.

now.

Sata was covered in blood, his breath was messy, his muscles, bones and flesh were torn into countless wounds, and his whole body was obviously seriously injured by the killing punch from the sky just now.

"Junior...you actually hurt me, you are so courageous, so courageous!"

A ferocious face bloomed on Na Sata's face, and his pair of eyes flashed scarlet at this moment, like a poisonous snake enraged in the dark, which is breeding venom and will devour its prey at any time.

The energy was boiling, and the evil breath was vented out. With his body as the center, he crazily exploded huge ripples. The ripples rippled and formed ripples in mid-air, and the sound of 'chicking' was endless. Spreading, that is the space being broken and torn apart by the ripples.

Sata, who was in a rage, had obviously used his power to the extreme, especially the thick layer of energy that had directly turned into substance, as if a terrifying black armor had evolved from his body.

"I was wrong... I was really wrong..."

Suddenly, at the moment when Sata's voice fell, the mysterious Tianmen disciple slapped his head, with a strong apology on his face, and he kept apologizing in his mouth.

With such a style of painting, even with the concentration of Wu Yangyu and others, they couldn't help being stunned for a while.

What about the master demeanor you said?What about suppressing it?
Especially just now.

This guy punched Na Sata deep into the ground with one punch, why did this style of painting suddenly change?

Just when everyone was surprised, the young man's face suddenly turned cold:
"I shouldn't have only used [-]% of my strength, I should have used all my strength!"

"boom!"

between speeches.

On his body, the real energy boiled for a while, and the whole person seemed to be transformed into the eye of the storm. Wherever he went, strong air currents were formed rapidly:

"die!"

The sound resounded through the sky.

In an instant.

A bright fist mark was formed again.

On the fist print, ancient runes were densely inlaid, and the runes danced and converged, as if they were entangled like chains. Under the urging, the fist print directly broke through the air, covering half of the sky, covering the sky Those who block out the sun will drop down and kill them.

The power of one punch can destroy the sky!

This punch was clearly the so-called Heaven's Killing Fist.

but.

The power of the Heaven's Killing Fist at this moment has increased several times compared to just now.

The starry sky trembled, and the sky trembled.

Under the shroud of the fist seal, the shackles within a thousand meters were forcibly shredded, and even some of the remaining evil races outside the territory were covered by the fist seal again at this time. Fist intent permeates and gushes, suppressing and killing like a mountain.

Their bodies, even under the suppression of the fist print, no longer had half a bit of resistance, and instantly turned into a rain of blood and dissipated in the void.

"Is this the level of a monarch-level seventh heaven?!"

Under such a scene, all the martial artists present were all shocked.

That punch, even though it was far away, was powerful enough to frighten their minds, arousing their own blood and energy to continuously tumbling.

For a time, divine thoughts intertwined.

Among these divine thoughts, there are many monarch-level sixth-level heavenly powerhouses, but after feeling the fist gushing out of them, all kinds of spiritual thoughts began to disperse without looking back.

They are as powerful as they are, but they don't dare to fight easily. The power of a punch is enough to make them hate it.

"Scary guy!"

Yu Chang and the others also retreated.

The same look of surprise on his face.

Here.

Wu Yangyu's eyes were burning brightly.

It is worthy of being a disciple of Tianmen with three people as the sect.

He himself possessed such a terrifying boxing method as [Tianlong Zhenyu Fist], and he also had a great understanding of boxing. In this punch of the opponent, he saw more and more terrifying things than other disciples.

"If I want to fight against it with my strength, I can only use the prison-suppressing divine body!"

At this moment, Wu Yangyu was shocked, but not to the point of timidity.

His prison-suppressing divine body is against the sky.

Once opened, it is bound to blend with his immortal battle body, and the power generated will burst out in a gushing posture, which may not be without the power of a battle.

only.

After facing the tyranny of the monarch-level seventh heaven, he was still shocked in his heart.

It can be said.

The power of the seventh heaven of the monarch level has surpassed the sixth heaven of the monarch level by far too much.

According to Wu Yangyu's estimation, even if ten sixth-layer powerhouses work together, they may not be able to shake a seventh-layer powerhouse. Even if the gap is only one heaven, it is a world of difference.

"Strength, comprehension, display and other methods are not at the same level... With my strength, it seems that I can at most fight head-on with the monarchs of the Seventh Heavenly Layer, but there is absolutely no possibility of beheading!"

"Boom"

at the same time.

At the moment when the young man unleashed the Heaven's Killing Fist, Sata also had the strength to strike.

"Roar!"

vaguely.

There was a roar of a beast, and Sata raised his right hand. In the roar of the beast, an ancient animal shadow was slowly born as if opening up the sky and the earth.

This is a pitch-black ferocious beast, with no flesh and blood on its body, only black bones. In the back, there are sharp black bones, standing straight like a knife, with icy light shining in it. The head is like a skull, with two scarlet scars The flame, ignited and jumped in the eye socket, roared and rushed out under the urging of Sata, following his urging.

"Underworld Fiend Slay!"

The ferocious animal shadow exudes a ferocious aura that fills the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the two forces, like two evil dragons, are biting out...

(End of this chapter)