Chapter 1909

"Roar..."

Ye Fantian's mouth sent out an earth shaking roar. The huge roar had a strong vibration and deterrent, just like the roar and roar of the gods.

"Give it to me - get out!"

Peng Peng!

There were earth shaking sounds in the space, and ye Fantian's actions seemed to start to slow down. The shackles of the whole starry sky kept hindering his hand, but he saw a terrible brilliance suddenly emitted from ye Fantian's body, and then the divine lines flickered.

"Boom..."

The boxing saint's body was directly pinched by Ye Fantian's wrist, and then hit the ground.

"Bang!"

The earth suddenly sent out a shocking violent vibration!

The smoke is swirling, the dust is flying, and the waves generated by that strong force are more terrible and amazing than ordinary people think.

"Pa pa..."

The boxing saint's body slowly flew out of the collapsed ground. What lingered around his body was the most terrible vigorous Qi. His eyes narrowed slightly. At this time, his seemingly deep eyes had turned into two bright stars, looking coldly at Ye Fantian above the void.

"Pa pa..."

The vigorous Qi condensed and breathed, and the voice of the boxing saint was slowly transmitted:

"How many years... My fist saint has been in this star domain for countless years, but I have long forgotten what the pain feels."

The voice seemed slow, but all those who heard it shivered coldly.

The smell contained in this sound is really terrible, terrible and amazing +. Everyone clearly realizes that the boxing saint is really getting angry now.

Ye Fantian's eyes were shining with scarlet light. Although he seemed to have taken a little advantage just now, he still didn't dare to be careless.

The boxing saint in front of him is a level higher than the Emperor Dragon again. Although it is only a gap of emphasizing heaven, ye Fantian can feel a strong contrast from it.

The other party... Is very strong!

"Hiss..."

A voice broke through the air, and ye Fantian's eyes suddenly twinkled, and the power of 100 million dragons and snakes ran quickly under his feet.

"Bang..."

The sky trembled for a while, and then you can clearly see that on this void, ripples began to appear quickly, and then they cracked like substance.

"Click..."

With the fist of the boxing saint as the center, the area hundreds of miles seemed to have suffered a disaster, and the powerful destructive power suddenly began to play up.

"Boom..."

Ye Fantian's body retreated rapidly, and he had to retreat. The powerful strength made his body feel terrible pressure, and such amazing destructive power directly lifted his body!

"Did you hide?"

The boxing master's fists radiate terrible waves, and the bright lights converge in the fists, just like the stars embedded in his hands.

"Stars... The power of this guy seems to fluctuate like stars."

Ye Fantian's heart moved slightly.

"Ye Mingming, no, you should be called Ye Fantian. Your speed is very fast and your unique cultivation is very terrible. I can feel that your strength is at most in the realm of the eternal realm of Mahayana and the triple heaven, but you can let me treat you like this. You are still proud of your death."

The voice of the boxing Saint had a terrible smell of killing.

Spread down in this void, and then spread in all directions.

The thunder is still rolling, and the boxing saint's fist is shaking for hundreds of miles. It can be imagined that the power of the boxing saint has reached what a terrible state.

"However, if you want to live, it may not be impossible. Now if you obediently send your unique skill, I can spare your life and kneel down for the time being! Give your unique skill!"

The voice has a great majesty, as if it can command the whole starry sky, and the powerful breath makes people surrender.

However, ye Fantian's will is as terrible as a rock. The current state and power have long ignored any oppression. Ye Fantian has no timidity, his eyes are focused, and his star eyes are shining with the scarlet light of the Tao:

"Forgive me? Do you have the qualification and ability?"

In the sneer, ye Fantian's body suddenly moved, and the crackling sound also quickly rang out. The sound was like thunder, more like hundreds of millions of heavenly dragons roaring in the flesh.

Ye Fantian's body was formed after being quenched by the immortal peak strong. It was quenched to the extreme. At this time, after the sudden operation reached the limit, the energy in the body began to boil.

The right hand moved slightly, and then the power of the great wilderness evolved to the extreme.

This ancient energy appeared and swept all living beings in an instant. Even the fist saint's eyes began to expand violently and turned into the size of a needle and awn.

This terrible and ancient breath made him involuntarily alert.

"Ye Fantian, now you surrender obediently, I can also let you and Mo Wenqing together, otherwise, you will implicate her!"

Such a threat made Ye Fantian's eyes narrow slightly, and everyone familiar with him knew that when ye Fantian's action appeared, it meant that the guy in front of him had completely angered him.

The boxing saint can't imagine that his words have made the Tyrannosaurus Rex, who was originally awakened, completely furious now:

"Fist saint, I will make your mysterious soul can't rest. As long as you dare not ask for mercy, even if I can't kill you this time, your whole Tianzong will collapse completely because of you!"

With a strong will that can not be concealed in the words, the world is crackling. Obviously, ye Vatican's will has shaken the sky. Under the powerful atmosphere, the insurrection that can not be concealed and the prominent fluctuation, what is hidden is Ye Vatican's amazing determination.

"In that case, the saint will spend some strength and let you die!"

The fist master suddenly made a move, his body was like a river of stars, and his fist was waved fiercely.

The fist seemed slow, but in fact it was almost to the extreme, and with his fist movement, the whole sky seemed to follow his footsteps and began to tremble and shake.

"Boom..."

The fist has not arrived, the sound has arrived!

"Fist printing day!"

Ye Fantian's fist was also quickly waved in the past. Compared with boxing, he would not be afraid of each other and would not be afraid of him at all!

"Peng!"

Both of them are unparalleled boxing techniques. The boxing intention agglutinates, and the fists collide heavily together. The terrible power erupts in an instant, which makes the surrounding stars tremble.

"Peng Peng!"

Ye Fantian retreated step by step, and each step would crush the void.

Feeling a burst of numbness and slight pain on his body, ye Fantian has also learned the real strength of the person in front of him:

"Sure enough, it's the cultivation of the eight fold heaven, the eternal realm of Mahayana. It's not enough. It has entered the peak state of Dacheng eternal eight fold heaven. The cultivation of boxing makes his physical strength not weak. However, it has no effect on me!"

In a time when he could not breathe, ye Vatican recovered his physical feeling. Looking at the shocked fist saint, ye Vatican showed a faint smile on his face:

"Next, it's my turn..."

"How can it be? My boxing skills and boxing intention have long been integrated together. Even the strong at the same level dare not rush into a hard fight with me, and even if they meet, the other party will get hurt. What unique skill is this boy's cultivation?"

There was a trace of horror in my heart.

"Yang Long Yin Hu!"

The dragon and tiger appeared behind him. Ye Fantian's long hair danced and made a sudden move. Later, there was a raging wave.

Yang dragon Yin tiger, this is a fist technique condensed after integrating Bashi Longyin fist and Jingshi tiger fist. Although there is only one move, it can be compared with thousands of moves. Under that fist, all sentient beings submit.

"No, what kind of fist is this?!"

The boxing saint's heart trembled for a while.

"Damn it! Boy, take your life!"

At this time, we can't avoid it. We can only resist it. The fist saint's mouth sent out a sad roar. At that time, he began to tear the nothingness. He came to Ye Fantian in an instant. When waving, a huge virtual shadow appeared behind him.

That's his illusion, the image of boxing respect!

The huge energy began to surge and vent, and the stars that even caused the whole star sky were shaking, and some even slipped and collapsed directly.

"Die!"

Ye Fantian's eyes suddenly set out with a terrible killing intention.

"Boom..."

Under the cover of the gods, ye Vatican sat in the center of the glory of the gods. This punch was like hitting the creation of heaven and earth and the anger of the sky. Under one punch, all things surrendered!

"Click!"

"Poof..."

With a shattering sound that made people tremble, Zhu Qiang was stunned to see the situation above the void. He sprayed blood on the fist saint's mouth and was directly beaten out.

"Hum..."

Ye Fantian's mouth snorted coldly, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

The fist of the boxing Saint also contains the power of his life. If it weren't for the blessing of Ye Fantian's divine pattern and the emergence of 1500 times the power, he really wouldn't move each other.

"This boy... So strong!"

The sword mother sat there with a frightened look in her eyes. Even if she wanted to fight with the boxing saint, she would definitely not win, or even be seriously injured by the other party.

"Boom!"

The energy in the body was violently torn out, and the fist Saint spewed blood. This action made the Emperor Dragon unable to sit still. There was a ray of fear in the eyes looking at Ye Fantian.

But at this time, a black awn formed rapidly and then injected into the flesh of the boxing saint.

"Ah ah..."

Bursts of shrill voices screamed like wild animals.

The fierce breath suddenly overwhelmed the original breath of the boxing saint.

Such a change made Ye Fantian's heart move slightly, and his eyes twinkled quickly, revealing his alert look.

No one saw that on the high platform of the square, the young man in black raised a strange arc on the corner of his mouth, and this action unexpectedly had a charming taste

"Roar..."

The fist master roared fiercely in his mouth, and the dark breath began to appear. The pair of eyes were no longer deep, but ferocious and bloodthirsty