Mysterious Unparalleled Draw

Xiao Fan just showed a little background, and he shocked the living beings living in the field, making them look forward to the next battle against the sky.

The supernatural powers of the saints are truly rare in the world!

Moreover, this time, it is still one against three!

Even if Xiao Fan never succeeded, his name will surely move the world.

"This son is too arrogant. With his background, if he settles down for a few more years, he may be able to do such a thing against the sky, but right now he is far from that qualification." A sneer.

The major powerhouses of the various races either showed disdain, or shook their heads in regret, with different expressions.

"Boom!"

The three sages and great powers shot together, unleashing a terrifying secret technique, shaking the sky and moving the earth, with infinite power.

Suddenly, in the void, the Dao patterns are like spider webs, densely packed, flashing with endless dazzling splendor, like a scorching sun in the sky, with infinite power.

Such a terrifying offensive, like the collapse of a sacred mountain, like the collapse of a river of heaven, has endless awe-inspiring power, which can obliterate all things!

Seeing the three saints unleashing their endless power, Xiao Fan seemed to be unaware. He stood in mid-air, his dao clothes rattled, his long black hair flew freely, his expression was cold and rebellious, and his eyes were rising like a vast starry sky. With endless fighting spirit.

This fighting intent is like there is no 007 killing intent. Any creature looking at it will feel that the world is spinning, and then the internal organs vibrate, and blood splatters from the corners.

Xiao Fan slowly raised his hands, spread his five fingers, his phalanx crackled, the air between his fingers vibrated, and thousands of air currents were torn apart, like invisible vines.

"boom!"

He does not move like a mountain, but his blood is soaring to the sky. The Immortal King has a different appearance in the Nine Heavens, and he is actually one with him. He himself has become that Immortal King.

"Buzz!"

Above his fists, the golden beams were prosperous, and there were dao lines, heavy as mountains, almost crushing the void, and the power was infinite.

In the face of the mighty force that came from the thousands of attacks, Xiao Fan went up against the sky with his bare hands, and slammed it head-on.

The Eucharist and the different forms are one, and they can have supreme combat power!

"Buzz!"

Xiao Fan mobilized the all-word formula, triggered ten times the combat power, waved his golden fist with the force of the nine-layered thunder knife, the fist broke through the sky, and brought up the golden light, the void was shaken by it, making a series of low muffled sounds, ( bfef) is extremely shocking.

"First punch!"

Xiao Fan shouted loudly, like a god opening his mouth, full of endless majesty, and like a rolling thunder, rumbling continuously.

The stern shouts fell, Xiao Fan urged the line of words, turned into a rainbow, waved his golden fists, and went straight to the monster saint.

This is a punch full of endless mighty power, which can break the sky and destroy Jiuyou!

"boom!"

Not surprisingly, there was a chaotic green lotus that resisted all kinds of secret attacks, Xiao Fan arrived in a flash, appeared in front of the monster saint, blasted him with a punch, and vomited the blood of the saint.

"Second punch!"

The fist is like a golden sun, and the divine flower shines in the world. It is very terrifying. It collapses everywhere in the void, and the spiritual energy is riotous. The demon saint was shot flying on the spot, and he also vomited the blood of the saint.

"Third punch!"

Xiao Fan spoke again, and on the golden fist, the Dao pattern appeared, it seemed to have endless mighty power, and the terrifying fluctuations were like a sea of ​​fury, sweeping the world, very terrifying!

Without exception, the great saint of the Wing Clan followed in the footsteps of the two great saints in front of him, and in front of everyone's eyes, he was knocked flying on the spot, and he had no power to fight back!

At this time, all the creatures below were all dumbfounded, with expressions of disbelief.

This is incredible and theoretically impossible!

The first punch, with boundless power, hit the demon saint on the spot and vomited the blood of the saint!

The second punch was even more powerful, and the demon saint was unable to capture its edge, and was shot flying on the spot, in a state of embarrassment.

The third punch is boundless in terror, as strong as the saint of the wing clan, and it is hard to match its divine might.

Is this the power of the three saints, or the power of the saints of the powerful tribes. Against a supernatural human cultivator in the war zone, he was knocked into the air by force and vomited the blood of saints?

This...how is this possible?

Three punches, just three punches!

The three are so high that many living beings can't match them, and the saints who need to worship and respect for life are all knocked into the air, and the blood of saints is spitting out.

This.... This is simply unimaginable!

Horrible, so scary, so scary!

At this moment, many creatures can't think of suitable words to describe it.

This human cultivator, what God-given body, is so terrifying, as if the ancient sages were invincible when they were young!

"This...how is this possible?" Prince Mengtuo looked shocked, unable to believe the scene in front of him.

In the trial ground, although he witnessed Xiao Fan's invincible divine power and the blood deficiency of the ancient sacred artifact and the red blood divine flame in his palm, he only felt that the person Xiao Fan relied on was nothing but the incomplete imperial formation.

But now, Xiao Fan fights against the three great saints with his bare hands, and he punches three great saints in front of the public.

"How...how could this be?"

The smile on the face of Arthur, the third prince of the wing clan, was completely frozen, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.