The blazing sword light tore through the sky, howling and slashing down.
Under the terrifying light of the 10,000-meter-long sword, Lin Fan looked extremely small, but he had an aura that could step through the sky and shatter the mountains as he punched upwards.
The gray-white fist seal broke through the air and flew away.
Star Tribulation Fist!
Moreover, it was the Star Tribulation Fist that Lin Fan tried his best to gather his strength!
At the same time, Shen Luo Bo and Zhen Boundary Monument also used them directly without reservation.
At this moment, Chiyang's heart suddenly tightened.
After cultivating to his level, he actually has some instinctive perception of dangers, especially dangers involving life and death.
At this moment, Chiyang felt a sense of facing extreme danger in his heart, which even gave him a threat of death.
Chiyang has not felt this kind of feeling for more than a million years, and now, the person who brings him this feeling is actually just an ant in the second calamity realm.
Chiyang felt incredible.
But this feeling was so strong that Chiyang did not dare to risk his own life, so he carefully chose to avoid its edge for the time being.
However, just when Chiyang was about to put away the knife and dodge, his vision suddenly went dark, and there was a heartbreaking stabbing pain in his head.
What is even more horrifying to Chi Yang is that his state, which has been stable for millions of years, is actually in turmoil at this moment!
Chi Yang was completely panicked now. His heart sank, knowing that something was wrong. He resisted the stinging pain in his head and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Ye Zun, help me!"
The moment the sound rang out, Lin Fan had already punched him.
"boom!!!"
An earth-shaking loud noise exploded in the sky.
The gray-white fist seal was as powerful as a broken bamboo, easily shattering the 10,000-meter flaming sword light struck by Chi Yang, and continued to blast towards Chi Yang.
This punch was a punch from Lin Fan with all his strength.
After adjusting his breath during the period just now, Lin Fan was able to unleash the full-strength Star Tribulation Fist.
At this time, Chiyang had recovered his vision.
What caught his eye was the gray-white fist mark that made him feel terrified.
My life is over!
Seeing the fist mark getting closer and closer, Chiyang was horrified.
But just when Chiyang was desperate, a black light burst from the side and hit the fist mark accurately.
"Bang!"
The fist seal and the black light collided with a loud bang, like a comet hitting the earth. The sound was frightening, and a turbulent and terrifying energy storm swept up in the sky. Chiyang was stunned and flew away.
With the explosion as the center, everything within a kilometer radius was annihilated.
There is also an extremely terrifying corrosive energy that corrodes large areas of space with holes.
Chiyang was blown away by the aftershock of the explosion, like a kite with its string broken, and flew backwards for tens of thousands of meters before stopping.
As soon as he stopped, a large space behind him quickly collapsed, and Chiyang spat out a mouthful of blood, shaking twice, and was on the verge of collapse.
The flaming sword had already flown out of my hand, and I don't know where it went.
Half of his body was covered in blood and flesh, which was injured by the force of the explosion.
His face was full of horror.
It was just the residual power of the explosion that seriously injured him. If that punch had really hit him, he would definitely be dead or alive.
What kind of monster is this Lin Fan!
He is obviously just a false saint of the second calamity, but he is actually able to unleash such a terrifying attack, and he can actually attack twice in such a short period of time!
fear.
Deeply afraid.
At this moment, not only Chiyang, but also Bingjue, Juechen, Jun Xiaoyao and others were shocked.
Chi Yang was miserable, but if others put themselves in Chi Yang's shoes, they probably wouldn't do better than him.
"Are you that Lin Fan? Haha, I underestimated you." Ye Wuqing put his hands behind his back and said slowly.
Just now, it was Ye Wuqing who took action and blocked Lin Fan's punch.
Otherwise, Chiyang will die!
Lin Fan stepped back and distanced himself. Instead of answering Ye Qingqing's words, he looked at Chiyang and teased: "Is this the so-called Holy Lord of the Temple? Haha..."
The word "haha" is extremely mocking.
Chiyang's defense was broken instantly.
"You kid with a bad mouth, you can only use your words!" Chiyang was shaking all over. He didn't know whether he was angry or because he was too seriously injured.
Lin Fan glanced at him with a stern look and said: "My defeated general, you have no right to speak here!"
"You!" Chiyang felt that the energy and blood he had just suppressed surged up again, and blood immediately overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Ye Qingqing narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Lin Fan and said: "You still have to kill people, what a cruel method, you..."
Before Ye Qingqing finished speaking, Lin Fan punched him.
"If we fight, we'll fight. There's so much nonsense." Lin Fan said in a deep voice.
Ye Qingqing's eyes instantly darkened, and he waved out a black light with his hand.
The black light traveled through space silently, at an extremely fast speed.
Lin Fan's pupils shrank, not daring to be careless, and quickly dodged away.
The moment he dodged, the black light shot past his body.
A sound of "chichi" came from behind Lin Fan.
A large area of space was actually corroded by black light.
Lin Fan's eyelids twitched and he looked down. His side waist was corroded by the black light, leaving a light brown mark.
This is because Lin Fan moved quickly and avoided the black light. If he was hit by it head-on, the terrifying corrosive energy might not be able to be withstood by Lin Fan's current physical strength.
The direction where Lin Fan dodged was exactly where Bingjue was.
Bingjue's eyes turned cold, and a pair of ice thorns appeared in his hands at the same time, and he was about to attack Lin Fan.
Ye Wuqing said: "You go and catch up with our old friends. I will deal with this little flea."
After finishing his words, Ye Qingqing raised his hand and slapped Lin Fan.
"Yes, Ye Zun!" Bingjue naturally did not dare to disobey Ye Qingqing's will. After she nodded slightly, she shouted to Jun Xiaoyao and the others, "You four, come on! Deal with them!"
Hearing this, the faces of Jun Xiaoyao, Tian Wuya, Wenren Zizai and Su Yu suddenly became a little ugly.
I was cursing Bingjue secretly in my heart.
This is to use them as cannon fodder.
To be honest, they felt a little guilty when they were asked to take action against Mo Yuan and others.
Although Mo Yuan and the others were the losers in Twilight of All Saints, Jun Xiaoyao and others still vividly remember the battle that year even after a million years. Especially Mo Yuan's strength left a mark in their hearts.
It left a deep imprint.
Back then, let alone a fight, Mo Yuan only needed one look to restrain Jun Xiaoyao and others, preventing them from making any move.
A person's name, a tree's shadow.
Even if millions of years have passed, it is still the same.
"You little bitch, I'm here to fight with you!" The Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Demons shouted loudly, holding the Ancient Desolate God's Yao Shihalberd and shooting out, attacking Bingjue.
During its explosion, its momentum rose rapidly like a rocket.
When the ancestor of all demons came to Bingjue, he had actually reached the realm of true saint!
Restored his peak cultivation level.
"Hahaha! You little bitch, I have been dissatisfied with you for a long time!" The ancestor of all demons danced wildly with his long hair, like a peerless demon god. The golden light of the ancient desolate god Yao Shiji halberd in his hand rose sharply, and he smashed it towards Bingjue.
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As the big halberd fell down, a large space instantly burst, and cracks like spider webs appeared.
Bingjue's face was like thousands of years of ice, and his eyes exuded a chilling chill. With a squeak, he held ice thorns in each hand and thrust them upward at the same time.
Two rays of cold light were like two ice dragons, roaring and rushing out.
The next moment.
"clang!"
There was a loud bang.
The ancestor of all demons attacked fiercely, and the golden trident slammed into Bingjue's two slender ice thorns.
Time seems to have frozen.
On one side is the ancestor of all demons who looks like an iron tower, holding the ferocious and domineering Ancient Desolate God Yao Shihalberd.
On one side is the petite Bingjue, holding an ice thorn less than half a meter long in each hand.