Chapter 599

Space strangulation!

As soon as he said this, a feeling of danger could not help but make the king of the wind's face change wildly. Although he did not know the so-called space strangulation, as a king of Wu level strong man, what he knew most was his own feeling.

People of martial arts cultivation, powerful people are not just strong in cultivation. Everyone who has entered the level of king of martial arts has achieved it after thousands of murders.

Once the throne is achieved, the value immediately doubles, but under this, the dead souls in their hands are also indispensable. However, among these dead souls, there is no lack of strong ones. In the fight and killing again and again, the king's consciousness, feeling and even intuition are trained beyond countless ordinary strong ones.

As an old Wuwang level strongman, the Wuwang of the wind is the best among them. When he heard the five words of Ye Fantian's space strangulation, his body had involuntarily regressed towards the back.

The bones of his right arm had begun to twist or even break, but at this time he seemed to run away without any awareness.

A strong sense of crisis and regret began to be born.

Originally thought that with the help of the Yuhua Pavilion, everything could be perfectly changed. He Ye Fantian was powerful, and he had a lot of people in the Dafeng Dynasty, but he absolutely didn't dare to fight against the sect. Didn't Ye Fantian become the object of slaughter.

But the reality was cruel and told him how ridiculous this idea was.

For the other party's departure, ye Fantian didn't seem to intend to stop it. He seemed to turn a blind eye. He still slowly stroked his palm back and forth there, but a layer of silver light that could be seen quickly flowed out a mysterious fluctuation with the friction of his hands back and forth.

The king of the wind who was fleeing didn't notice it at all. At this time, his side had been surrounded by secret energy.

How mysterious is the art of space. As time and space, they are all terrible fields that gods can be qualified to involve. However, for ye Fantian, he has a wing of space and is as clever and flexible as a fish in water in controlling space. It doesn't need to spend such a long time to expect!

"Does this boy really think I can't escape?"

Seeing that he was already 100 meters away, the king of the wind could not help showing a proud look on his face.

But soon he found that ye Fantian's face not only did not have the slightest color of depression, but showed a touch of slight disdain and chilly.

"No!"

I couldn't help shouting in my heart, and the vigorous Qi around me quickly surrounded me.

But the smile on Ye Fantian's face immediately became more intense:

"Tear!"

The two faint words filled half a space, but stood out from the crowd in the fierce struggle.

Hiss

Whoosh

The sound of breaking the air rang through.

Countless flesh and blood began to burst out from each other's body. If you can, ye Fantian's move can kill each other. The gap between Wujun level and Wuwang level can't be calculated, but now only Wuwang level strength can erupt. However, after using the power of his own space wing, everything will change dramatically.

The sound of tearing rang through.

"Ah..."

Panic came out with a scream of pain, and everyone's actions couldn't help being sluggish at the next moment.

"Brother Feng..."

The king of cloud roared with grief and indignation in his mouth, and his eyes contained terrible waves like fire. His fist turned into countless vigorous winds, and there were huge waves on the void. King Shura was swept away by the other party for a moment, but when the king of cloud entered the scope of king of wind, But he couldn't help but backward involuntarily. Even so, his chest still burst a layer of flesh and blood.

All the strong people present took a breath.

What a powerful move it is.

Simply a tear that has made the body rout!

The King Wu of Shatian and King Wu of Shatian, who had never shot, looked at each other, and clearly saw a touch of deep dignity, fear and happiness from each other's eyes.

There is no such terrible change in the priest Yun this day. It is obvious that ye Fantian has been merciful.

"Even if you leave me for a kilometer, as long as my power has surrounded you, you can still be killed!"

Ye Fantian's voice has a touch of arrogance and self-confidence!

"Ye Fantian... I want you to die!"

In the face of a pile of wind King Wu who has become broken meat, the face of cloud King Wu suddenly began to go crazy. The ferocious arc contains a great hatred. The originally slightly feminine moves and breath suddenly became violent.

Ye Fantian's body was like a sculpture. In the next moment, the whole person turned into a thick shadow. His left and right hands didn't stop at all. He kept turning his palms into fists and unfolded quickly.

The residual shadow flickered, and their boxing strength was directly intertwined.

As ye Fantian, who has reached the great glass immovable devil body, at this time, his physical defense has reached the extreme. Under one punch, even a Wuwang level strong man who simply relied on his own strength and toughness failed, not to mention that his true Qi has increased several times.

Boom

In the terrible explosion, the next moment, the king of cloud was indeed not ye Fantian's opponent. He was immediately beaten by Ye Fantian.

"You dare!"

Seeing that the king of the wind has died, Qin Fengxue's face is gloomy and amazing. Now ye Fantian is still so, which makes his face go where, especially if they humiliate the Dharma protector of the Yuhua Pavilion in front of themselves.

With his roar, two powerful spirits suddenly appeared, and the two old men suddenly burst out a mysterious figure and rescued each other.

But at this time, ye Fantian seemed to be an unparalleled God of war. He didn't stop at all. The purple phoenix feather behind him flickered, and the next moment even set off a terrible wave.

Sharp wings cut the edges of space.

"Hum... Great mercy fist!"

"Supreme snake charm!"

Tianzhiyu and Bai Aoqing roared together.

Their strength is not weak compared with each other, let alone just resist two Wuwang level elders.

King Wu of cloud has smelled the breath from death, and his face can't help showing helplessness, sadness, anger, shame, regret and many other ideas. However, the person in his heart who hates most is not ye Fantian, but the red haired prince, Huang Wuji!

"If it weren't for him, how would all this happen?"

When I thought of this, my hatred suddenly increased:

"If possible, the truth will shoot this guy alive!"

The fist gang was about to kill the king of cloud in the face.

that was a close call!

In space, however, a layer of mysterious fluctuations is rapidly transformed, circles of ripples flicker, and a huge black hole emerges:

"Ha ha... Everyone... Enough!"

Although the words are indifferent, they contain a terrible breath of depression. It seems that the breath from the edge of destruction makes all the surrounding forces turn into nothingness in an instant, and some are just indifferent and quiet.

Bai Siyu's face changed slightly and said in a low voice:

"It's the cultivation of the same level. Is this guy secretly fishing for the moon?"

Ye Fantian showed a playful look on the corner of his mouth, and said with a cold smile in his heart:

"Finally see not small?"

As a strong man at the Wujun level, ye Fantian is more powerful than his peers. Whether it is the control of the power of the mysterious soul, the wing of space, or the existence of the eight pictures of sentient beings, everything makes him ignore any strong man at the Wujun level, not to mention that ye Fantian has a powerful means to kill the Wuhuang level.

The power of Bing Yan began to fill his arms. Ye Fantian looked up at the illusory image and said with a faint smile:

"But Laozu Laoyue!"

There was not much respect in the tone. The tone was completely different from the panic and suppression of the people around, which made the illusory shadow ripple.

This is clearly an illusion containing the power of the mysterious soul. After entering the level of Wujun, ye Fantian is qualified to use part of the power of the mysterious soul, which is not surprising.

"Hum... The gale King's great means and great prestige. Why don't you stop now that you see Ben Jun!"

Ye Fantian looked up and sneered:

"Stop? The strong at Wujun level are not weak, but don't forget that our Dafeng Dynasty also has a good hidden sword Wujun..."

The blurred phantom flickered again. At this time, a face with unclear facial features appeared, but vaguely enough to see the anger.

"Ye Fantian... I've heard of you. You're not old, but you're not young. I know what's going on today. Let's stop it!"

Words are resolute, there is no room for negotiation!

"Really?"

Ye Fantian said with a cold smile, with a great gesture. The people present couldn't help feeling absurd:

"Is it difficult that this guy still wants to fight Wu Jun level?"

Bai Siyu disdained to look at the illusion in the sky. A newly promoted Wujun level is really not enough for him, who has achieved Wujun level for many years.

Not to mention, ye Fantian's strength has never been inferior to him.

"Death penalty is excusable, but it is hard to forgive!"

The right fist turned into a remnant like lightning and hit the body of the king of cloud in an instant.

There was a ripple on the top of the phantom, which was obviously unexpected that ye Fantian dared to really do it, and the roar of thunder came out immediately:

"You dare!"