Chapter 1908

White hair is still as white as jade, eyes with cold awn, stretching constantly, hands standing there, looking up at the void, spraying blood column after blood column!

Ye Fantian!

It was Ye Fantian!

All the people were stunned at the emergence of all this. Didn't the original Ye Fantian have failed? Has it been suppressed by the virtual shadow condensed by the will of the ancient sage?

But now, ye Fantian was not suppressed, but the son of heaven was suppressed.

The blood was still spraying, and the son of heaven now had less than half of his body, his head trembling, half of his flesh trembling, and his eyes looked frightened.

"Roar..."

A shrill roar came out of the son of heaven's mouth. He couldn't believe it and looked at Ye Fantian. Blood was flowing in many places in his mouth, eyes and nostrils.

Ye Fantian's fist has completely destroyed his vitality.

"It's impossible. Why is it like this? I'm the pride of heaven. I'm the darling of heaven. What are you? You don't have the support and training of Tianzong, why are you so strong!!"

His teeth were trembling, and the roar of the son of heaven was wildly transmitted, but the sound was weak and amazing. Now he couldn't absorb the strength around him to repair his whole body.

Dacheng eternal, although it is called immortal, but it is also possible without experiencing terrorist attacks, but the oldest Dacheng eternal strong dare not say that they are really immortal.

"Roar..."

The virtual shadow of the sage behind made a ferocious roar. The original gentle and peaceful posture suddenly changed and became extremely ferocious. On the tall virtual shadow, infinite hostility erupted.

"Sages? Is this also called sages?"

Ye Fantian sneered. It was the will of the strong in ancient times, but it was also an obsession of the other party. Ye Fantian's eyes of the gods could clearly see how powerful the terrible resentment was on the virtual shadow of the sages.

If ye Fantian doesn't kill the son of heaven now, but soon after, the will of this ancient strong man will burst out. At that time, the son of heaven may not die and be stronger, but it may also lead to the collapse of the son of heaven.

"My disciple!"

The boxing saint's body quickly hit the void and hugged half of his disciple's flesh.

"Master... Revenge! Revenge!"

The son of heaven roared bitterly in his mouth, and then the blood sprayed, and half of the body dissipated into broken meat.

Ye Vatican's fist has a terrible power of the wilderness. It is the powerful energy of the Yuan Dynasty. It is very powerful. Ye Vatican's power now must be at least higher than that of the immortal strong. The power of the son of God that day was not as strong as ye Vatican, but now it is much worse. One fist was abandoned and is completely under Ye Vatican's control.

"Go ahead, master. I will avenge you!"

Looking at his disciples' resentment and death, the boxing Saint slowly opened his mouth and said.

"Pa......"

The body slowly floated down. The boxing Saint looked sad and angry at his disciples, his disciples and the only disciple. In this way, he died in front of himself, which made the boxing saint's heart how to bear it.

"Everyone listens to the order. All our Tianzong disciples will do it. Today, none of them related to Ye Mingming will stay!"

The dark voice slowly rang through and flowed in the whole sky. The cold voice seemed to drip down like cold ice, which made people's heart tremble.

"Ye Mingming, no matter who you are, if you dare to kill my disciple today, you will have to pay a price. Your ending is death!!"

The last word was like the roar of Warcraft. The pair of eyes of the boxing Saint had become extremely terrible at this time, and the momentum of astonishment slowly began to spread out from the body.

The words of the boxing Saint just fell down. Suddenly, the whole Tianzong began to take off, crushing the clouds in the sky.

The wind rolled the fallen leaves, and there was a sense of awe.

The glittering weapon brilliance is constantly sending out a cold idea. At this time, the Tianzong strongman has surrounded the fighting demon Buddha and his party here.

But the fighting devil Buddha and his party don't care. Behind this, they still have more than 100 strong people hidden in the dark. In the end, this will be an ace.

"None of my sword sect disciples can move!"

The voice of the sword mother came out at this time, with an unchangeable meaning.

Obviously, both the actions of the boxing saint and the actions of the heavenly son have completely angered the woman who is respected as the sword mother.

For her disciples, no one can bully them. Now the boxing saint is not only bullying her disciples, but also planning to kill them. How can she let her sword sect be framed again.

"Jianmu... You are making enemies with the whole Tianzong!"

The boxing saint's face looked ferocious and roared madly.

"Boxing saint, you can't replace Tianzong, and don't forget that my sword sect is qualified not to participate in Tianzong's disputes!"

The sword mother sneered.

If it weren't for ye Fantian's amazing strength, I'm afraid his disciples would really fall. I think of these disgusts for boxing saints more strongly.

"Good, sword mother, you asked for it. After I get rid of this boy, your sword sect will face my anger!"

There was clearly a terrible sense of awe in the voice.

Then the boxing Saint looked at Ye Brahma again.

"Little bastard, I'm afraid your name is not as simple as it appears... Ye Mingming... Hum, are you really nameless?"

Ye Fantian's eyes were scarlet:

"Old fellow, if you really want to know, I'll tell you, ye Fantian, this is my real name. Don't forget this name after you die, because you died in my hands!"

"Talk big! Give it to me - kill!"

The boxing Saint roared angrily.

"Boom..."

The strongmen of Tianzong came out one after another, and suddenly a series of dark sword Qi, knife intention, shooting method and fist seal appeared one after another.

The huge breath continues to spread from the boxing saint's body. It is a strong will that can break everything, as if it were a devil who destroyed the world.

More and more huge momentum is constantly flowing from the flesh of the fist saint.

The ancient looking flesh body is now more and more amazing and terrible.

"Hiss, hiss..."

The rich energy gathered on the fingers of both hands. The fist master clenched his hands, and the sharp edges began to form. The endless brilliance flickered and destroyed around with a destructive wave.

powerful! No match!

"It seems that you really have to be careful!"

Although Ye Fantian didn't say it in his mouth, he was on guard carefully in his heart. The fist saint in front of him was more terrible than the Emperor Dragon. I'm afraid the strength of the other party had to be in the eightfold heaven realm of the eternal realm of Mahayana, which was one level higher than that of the Emperor Dragon.

Ye Fantian is just the realm of becoming an eternal triple heaven. If you really fight against each other, you should be careful.

"Pa pa..."

The profound boxing intention finally burst out with the fist master's hands clenching.

"Boom!"

The fist suddenly shot, and the speed was like lightning, while the thin fist was like falling stars one by one. Each fist shook with unimaginable amazing strength, and the whole space began to tremble.

"Give it to me - burst!"

The boxing saint's body was like a tiger out of the mountain. He suddenly found an opportunity. Then he showed his magic power and came to Ye Fantian. He punched Ye Fantian's body.

"Left dragon and right tiger!"

Ye Fantian showed his holy fist with both hands.

The most controlled Bashi Longyin fist, the right hand controls Jingshi tiger fist!

Each of the two boxing techniques seems to be a great killing move.

"Boom!"

The bodies of the two suddenly collided together. At that time, an irregular ripple trembled on the whole sky, and then a black trace cracked, but it was only breathing time, and the crack had changed rapidly to the point of several kilometers.

"Crackle, crackle..."

With thunder and lightning, the battle between Ye Fantian and boxing Saint began rapidly, and in this short time, the two have fought tens of thousands of times.

Everywhere you go, you are impacted by the terrible energy, and then evolved into a series of spatial cracks.

"The strength of this guy... How can it be?!"

Tens of thousands of fights surprised the boxing saint. I didn't expect that the power of this young generation could reach such an amazing level.

Even his own shot, ye Fantian could resist all of it.

"This person, don't stay!"

The fist saint's heart couldn't help but raise a chill, and a huge illusion appeared behind him. It was a huge illusion like the Buddha, with powerful fists.

"This is an ancient illusion. It has this ancient taste and breath..."

Ye Fantian's heart burst, but a huge energy quickly locked the past towards Ye Fantian's body.

At this time, ye Fantian didn't react. He only felt a flower in front of him, and then made a strong and ruthless move.

"Bang!"

Ye Fantian was hit with a heavy fist, and then the whole person directly hit the ground at a very fast speed.

"Drink!"

The boxing Saint once again controlled the power to the extreme. The powerful power of Dacheng eternal octet is enough to frighten people.

"Bachongtian, is this bachongtian? I randomly changed my shot angle, and seemed to have insight into the first opportunity. It's just a gap between bachongtian and bachongtian, but it's so much."

Emperor Longda's heart was secretly thinking.

Everyone sitting here is a strong man with strength against the sky. Not to mention the boxing saint, the strength of the sword mother must be considered by the emperor and dragon.

"Ye Fantian... Go to hell!"

The boxing master's fists have a terrible boxing intention. The boxing intention is as real as the essence, and even breaks all obstacles on the earth.

On the high platform, the mysterious man in a black robe trembled uncontrollably after hearing the words "Ye Fantian", which seemed to impress him deeply.

"Crackle, crackle..."

Above the ground, there was a sudden crackling wave.

A human figure evolved and suddenly appeared.

"Pa!"

"Boom..."

The fist of the boxing saint was pinched, and in the next moment, the terrorist energy that could not be covered up began to explode quickly