"The wrath of the ancestral dragon devours the world!"
This blow was the strongest attack of Kuo. All the power of the nine pairs of wings was stimulated to the extreme. He had never used such an intensity of attack even during the Great War.
But even if he risked his life, such a powerful attack would be insignificant in front of Yan Hong.
The level of strength is too great. Without the nine-turn Tianlong Wing controlled by Xiao Fan, the performance in all aspects is also greatly reduced, and it cannot pose any threat to Yan Hong at all.
"It's so boring!" Yan Hong slowly raised his hand and tapped his finger forward.
Suddenly, dozens of holes appeared on the body of the giant dragon transformed by Malaria!
"Ah!" Wan screamed, his body rolled back and he suddenly returned to his human form.
However, the holes in his body still exist. Although as a weapon spirit, he cannot bleed, this injury is already fatal!
"Son of a bitch, didn't you say... give me three breaths and let me attack at will? You suddenly attack?" Mali stumbled a few times, was held up by Xiao Miao, and roared angrily.
"Hahaha, stupid thing, do you believe such a thing?" Yan Hong laughed and shook his fingers slightly in front of him: "You are not qualified to tell me terms. Now you are like a person on the chopping board.
Livestock, you can be slaughtered by me at will, but don’t worry, my attack just now will not kill you completely, it will just be very painful..."
"You have been against me for so long, how could I be willing to let you die so easily?"
"Bastard!" Malu clenched his fists, but all the strength in his body had been dissipated along with the injury, and he was unable to launch any more attacks.
"How does it feel when death is about to happen? Isn't it nice?" Yan Hong shook his neck provocatively, and slowly approached the abuser.
"Yes, the feeling of death is indeed very comfortable, and you will taste it again soon, but this time it is different from the prehistoric times. I will not give you another chance to reincarnate, but I will completely make your soul fly away!
"At this moment, Xiao Fan's voice suddenly sounded in Yan Hong's ears!
"What?" Yan Hong's pupils shrank suddenly, followed by a shiver all over his body. He quickly raised his hand and deployed countless defensive forces around him: "You're not dead, Xiao Fan, you damn guy, you actually
He’s really not dead!”
"No, you are wrong. I was indeed dead just now, but... it's a pity that I was not completely dead! After such a long rest, I have recovered again!" Xiao Fan's voice is still in this space.
Echoing inside.
"Stop pretending to be a fool, get out!" Yan Hong's eyes twitched, and he suddenly raised his hand and slapped it into the space behind him.
A dark palm print roared out!
However, the palm print suddenly exploded after flying dozens of feet away.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Fan's figure flashed, and he jumped out from where the palm print exploded. In a few flashes, he came to Zao's side.
"How is it? You can't die yet?" Xiao Fan raised the corner of his mouth and said to Shao.
"Damn it, you guy, you're not dead after all!" Ma muttered in displeasure: "Grandma, if you're still alive, come out quickly, I'm going to be beaten to death by that grandson!"
"Haha, there shouldn't be any need to worry, right? I heard him say that he wants to torture you to death, and he won't kill you so quickly!" Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows and teased.
"Okay, do you want me to be tortured by him?" He grinded his teeth depressedly: "Are you too bad?"
"Okay, just watch from the side. How about I deal with him and vent your anger for you?" Xiao Fan clenched his fists, and his face immediately became serious.
"Xiao Fan..." Yan Hong also frowned and shouted sternly.
"What? You missed me after not seeing me for a while?" Xiao Fan said, walking towards Yan Hong.
"Even if you didn't die just now, you will die soon!" Yan Hong stretched out his hand, slowly brought his fingers together and clenched his fist, and said viciously.
"Then I'm really looking forward to it. Today...can you let me die again!" Xiao Fan waved to Yan Hong and said provocatively.
"If you are looking for death, then I will grant you my wish!" Yan Hong suddenly burst into flames, let out a roar, and then punched Xiao Fan with all his strength.
Xiao Fan had no expression on his face, he just slowly raised his hand and easily caught this violent blow!
"What?" Yan Hong's eyes narrowed, and then his fists and feet came out, and an overwhelming attack fell towards Xiao Fan.
But without exception, no matter what kind of attacks, they could not touch Xiao Fan in the slightest, and they were all easily resisted!
"This...how is this possible? How could my attack..." Yan Hong was shocked and increased the intensity of his attack again.
"What's wrong, Yan Hong? Are you hungry already? Why have the attacks become so weak?" Xiao Fan raised the corner of his mouth and said, then suddenly turned his palm and struck out towards Yan Hong.
This palm, Xiao Fan did not use all his strength, but in Yan Hong's eyes, it became extremely terrifying, as if the world suddenly collapsed towards him!
"Damn it, this..." Yan Hong quickly stopped the attack and crossed his hands in front of him to defend himself. However, he felt as if countless stars were hitting his body. He withstood an extremely tyrannical force and retreated violently.
It wasn't until hundreds of miles away that he barely managed to steady his steps!
"Damn it!" Yan Hong felt the numbness and severe pain in his arms. He couldn't help but grit his teeth and jumped back to Xiao Fan.
"What's wrong? I knocked you out so far with just one click. It seems that you have really become a lot weaker!" Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows and said leisurely.
Damn it...
Yan Hong felt extremely depressed.
Where have you become weaker?
My own strength is basically the same as before, and the one who has changed... is Xiao Fan!
"Damn it! What happened to this guy? Why did he suddenly become so powerful? In his hands, I seem to have no power to fight back. This bastard seems to be deliberately fooling me!"
"What the hell is going on?"
Deep in Yan Hong's heart, he began to roar heartbreakingly.
"Still can't attack? If you don't take action, it will be my turn, what about?" Xiao Fan smiled lightly, and suddenly he flashed and disappeared from Yan Hong's sight!
"Uh!" Yan Hong's eyes could not catch Xiao Fan's movements at all. He only felt a sharp tearing pain in his abdomen. When he reacted, he had already received a severe blow from Xiao Fan.
!
His body was about to roll up and fly out uncontrollably, but Xiao Fan suddenly grabbed his shoulders and held him firmly in place.
His throat tightened, and Yan Hong finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood!
"Tsk tsk, Yan Hong, why are you so weak? Just a harmless punch made you vomit blood because you couldn't bear it?" Xiao Fan raised the corner of his mouth and punched again!
"Bang!" The crisp sound of broken bones sounded.
"Ah!" Yan Hong shouted in pain again.
"It's a nice voice, very pleasant to the ears..." Xiao Fan's face was full of ferocity, and his fists fell like raindrops again!
"Bang bang bang!" Continuous banging sounds sounded. Yan Hong's whole body was covered with injuries and he began to breathe heavily.
At this moment, Xiao Fan suddenly released his grip on Yan Hong's shoulders and stopped attacking.
"Huh...huh..." Yan Hong kept breathing heavily, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking at Xiao Fan with shock in his eyes.
His majestic ancestor of the Shura God Clan, the most powerful being in the entire world, could be beaten so miserably. This was something he couldn't even imagine!
However, this extremely ridiculous thing actually happened!
"Yan Hong...you are bound to lose. Considering that we have been fighting tit-for-tat for billions of years, I will give you a chance to pray for yourself. Pray to that Pangu Emperor, because you are about to die in my arms."
It’s in my hand!” Xiao Fan said with a cold voice.
"Damn it...your power...is actually so strong..." Yan Hong gritted his teeth and said, "Could it be that...you have already reached that level?"
"It's impossible... That level is not something that life can enter. How could you..." Suddenly, Yan Hong's eyes suddenly shrank and he murmured in disbelief.
"That level? What is it?" Xiao Fan frowned.
"Humph, you really don't know..." Yan Hong sneered, then took a deep breath, raised his arms and said, "I can't be your opponent anyway, so there's no harm in telling you..."
"I have to admit, Xiao Fan, I am surprised and unwilling that I would actually lose to you!"
"But since your power has already entered that level, even if you lose, I am convinced and have nothing to say. No matter how strong I become, there is no way I can enter that level. This battle is indeed
You win!"
"The highest level, called the Lord of Hongmeng, is divided into the Shattering Void Realm and the Creation Realm. This is a level that only Emperor Pangu can reach. It is impossible to estimate how powerful its power is using divine power!"
"According to my estimation, you have now reached the level of Shattering the Void, which means that in this world where Emperor Pangu does not exist, you have become the strongest person without any doubt!"
"But... if you want to rely on such power to save the ancient universe, then give up!"
"In the Shattering Void realm, you can only master all the destructive power in the world, but you can't create. The gap between Shattering Void and Creation is so huge that you can't even imagine it!"
"I have finished what I want to say. If I die, the Shura God Clan will be defeated. However... I hope you can... leave a legacy for my lineage of the Shura God Clan..."
"Hmph, I really plan to eradicate the roots, but...if you die, the remaining Shura Clan will probably not be able to cause any big waves. The blood spring has dried up, and the purest blood will be
As the Shura God Clan has reproduced from generation to generation, it has become thinner and thinner..." Xiao Fan licked his lips, a murderous intention flashed in his eyes: "However, I want to exile them forever, do you have any objection?"
"So what if I have an opinion? The strong are respected!" Yan Hong sighed as if he had suddenly aged a lot, and said with a wry smile: "But you can make such a promise, and I am sincerely grateful. Come on." Come on, let’s do it!”