Chapter 1114

"Empty sword cutting formula!"

The five big characters seem to be five decadent marks of space, and quickly began to form a perfect mark in the space.

Cannot weaken, cannot erase!

Ye Fantian's body quickly retreated, but a red awn had quickly appeared in front of him, and quickly began to form a star destroying posture, and then a large amount of sword Qi began to twist to form a nothingness.

Nothingness grows again, and then comes the sword Qi all over the sky.

The sword continued to soar, and a terrible red waterfall was formed in an instant. The rolling waterfall, mixed with amazing breath, began to tremble madly.

Enough to destroy any space, any kind of energy, and the target of this attack is Ye Fantian.

At this time, ye Vatican's whole body was surrounded by the other party's sword Qi. The eleven saints' face was full of ferocity and distortion. He was beaten back by such a small person. This is absolutely not allowed. His arrogant character and terrible strength are unmatched by the other party.

"One of my hair is countless times more precious than you. You dare to be presumptuous with me. Cut the sword in the void and release it!"

Boom

The mouth of the eleven saints shouted.

At this time, his body was full of a powerful energy, with a cyan light, like a strange demon God. A terrible illusion floated behind him. It was an illusion carrying a divine sword. He was tall and accompanied by an amazing breath.

"It's just pure sword Qi. See how I break you!"

Ye Fantian's face was as usual and shouted quickly.

Fist like a shooting star, body like a god!

The long hair danced and the fist began to fly.

Continuous fists, continuous rage, each fist is like a huge mountain, and the whole space is surrounded by him.

The two halves of space began to become terrible twisted fragments under the collision of these two forces.

"Fist printing day!"

Another Bashi Longyin fist!

The effect of boxing and printing heaven appears again. The emperor's power is unlimited, but it lacks an explosive power. Now, with the superposition effect of boxing and printing heaven, ye Fantian's moves have begun to become more powerful.

Roar

The divine dragon is roaring and roaring. The ancient words of the ancient dragon soul send out tens of thousands of rays. The rays flow. Each flow clearly produces infinite fluctuations. Ye Vatican is hidden among the dragons. Like the king of a divine dragon, he is more like a Dragon God. In his actions, endless Dragon Qi is generated and the Dragon roars.

Boom

Under the terrible energy, the faces of the eleven saints suddenly began to change wildly.

He has seen countless geniuses and killed countless strong people, but he has seen such a strong person as ye Fantian for the first time. The other party's terror and everything about the other party are beyond his imagination.

Who is he? He is the strong man of Mahayana and the leader of Mahayana's bone refining realm. The strong man at his age can definitely count the number. But in front of him, ye Fantian is infinitely smaller than him, but he can match his own flag and drum. How can this be?

"Roar..."

Crazy began to roar.

But ye Fantian was not afraid at all. He waved his fist again. The other party's sword formula was unparalleled, and the sword Qi crisscrossed the world. However, his Bashi Longyin fist took a real dragon every time. After hitting it, it deterred the world with infinite dragon power.

His eyes were scarlet as if they were fierce ghosts.

"Bashi Longyin fist!!"

With a roar in his mouth, his body soared wildly and turned into a huge shadow.

Hiss, hiss

The ancient characters of dragon soul began to tremble rapidly, absorbing the vitality of the endless world around.

A substantial dragon illusion began to emerge behind him.

This is the spirit of the real dragon. Ye Fantian's boxing was refined according to the oldest dragon family. His boxing now integrates the ancient characters of the dragon soul and has been infinitely integrated with the core of the dragon family. The spirit of the real dragon is the soul of the dragon, and there is no doubt that it can be played.

With the emergence of the spirit of the real dragon, ye Fantian's Bashi Longyin fist was even more fierce for several points. Within the range of 10000 meters, everything was covered by his dragon shaped fist gang.

All the strong, including the eleven saints, felt that in front of them, ye Fantian seemed to be an instant incarnation of an unprecedented mountain, which was heavily suppressed and completely suppressed their bodies in the past.

"Boom..."

The terrible explosion sound appeared here, and the whole space was trembling, as if heaven and earth were roaring together in an instant.

"Poof..."

A mouthful of residual blood appeared, the sky dropped blood, and a residual shadow began to appear with the burst of the figure. Suddenly, at this moment, countless vigorous winds surged.

The body is like a rainbow, the potential is like a tiger, unstoppable!

His fists were invincible. He immediately hit the body of the eleven saints who were still in the air.

"No..."

A shrill and desperate voice began to appear.

But in an instant, ye Fantian has ruthlessly killed the killer.

Among these endless laws, the law of survival comes first. To survive is to kill others, and ye Fantian needs to kill the eleven saints in front of him. He is very sure that if he doesn't kill him, this guy will kill himself.

"Die..."

He drank faintly in his mouth, as if a God was emitting endless glory and glory.

The glory of light begins to unfold.

A hot sun began to appear in Ye Fantian's hands in golden yellow, emitting amazing spiral sharp power.

Even if it is only the size of his head, the power contained in it is absolutely beyond anyone's imagination. Although the strength of the eleven saints is amazing to the extreme, it is absolutely impossible to stop Ye Fantian's attack. I'm afraid if this move is fought out, his whole person will collapse.

"Hiss..."

An amazing white and silver light suddenly came from a distance.

This ray of light seemed to be the eyes of an evil god. The space between opening and closing constantly stirred and tore into a gap.

Hiss

From this gap, a pale white palm suddenly stretched out. There were countless lines on this palm. The lines condensed together to form a strange skeleton pattern. The group seemed to contain infinite power. In an instant, the skeleton grinned and brought up a series of complex runes.

In the vertical and horizontal, the palm extended out like lightning, and then quickly grabbed the eleven saints in the air.

This action was so rapid that even ye Fantian didn't react.

When he reacted, the body of the eleven saints had been forcibly taken away.

"This breath... Bones, it's you!"

Ye Fantian shouted angrily.

This guy dares to be arrogant in front of himself.

Palm waving, suddenly his body began to burst out boundless anger.

Hand of glory!

A golden light began to form, forming a huge handprint thousands of meters long.

The fingerprints trembled and caught a leg of the eleven saints like lightning.

Homeopathic tear!

"Ah..."

The shrill scream finally came out of the mouth of the eleven saints.

Golden blood began to appear from the void, but it could not hide the fact that the other party dissipated rapidly.

Dead bones!

Ye Fantian naturally knows each other's breath. This disgusting smell of bones is hateful.

"Damn bastard!"

Ye Fantian let each other go at the beginning, which was a mistake. He should have killed each other at the beginning.

Although Ye Fantian didn't know why the corpse student saved the eleven saints, and he risked being killed to save each other in front of himself, ye Fantian could feel that there must be something he didn't know.

"Get out!"

The tyrannosaurus sword appeared again and cut off the nearly collapsed strong men in an instant.

Then a sword tore the void, sneered and shouted:

"The bones are raw. Do you really think you can run away?"

No matter what the corpse is going to do, the eleven saints must die. If they are left behind, the severity of the scourge is too terrible. The other party is a full genius, and ye Fantian also found the key through the corpse.

The void shook, and then was forcibly torn out by the tyrant dragon sword.

Hiss

Body movement, quickly into it.

This glorious hand has been contaminated with each other's body, and even a trace of the mysterious soul has been quickly integrated into his body. Ye Vatican's mysterious soul is unparalleled in the world. As long as ye Vatican can think, he can quickly find each other. Even if this guy hides in the ends of the earth, ye Vatican can grasp each other's trace.

Of course, the premise is that ye Fantian's mysterious soul power can withstand such a long consumption.

"Hoo..."

Looking at Ye Fantian's leaving figure, the strong men couldn't help but sigh.

These people have just been scattered around, suppressed by the coercion generated by the confrontation of the Mahayana powerful, and even more timid to the extreme because of Ye Fantian's overbearing.

"Finally disappeared..."

A strong man in the eternal realm wiped the sweat on his face and said.

The strong in the eternal realm will not be invaded by fire and water, but there will be sweat. What a terrible experience it will have to experience.

But no one laughed at him, because everyone was the same and had a deep sense of fear.

At the same time, the idea of not fighting against Ye Fantian in this life came into my mind.

Ye Fantian would never know that his battle would produce such an effect.

Seeing ye Vatican's vanishing void healing slowly, like a huge wound recovering slowly, ye Shitian secretly made up his mind:

"Brahma, I won't fall behind..."