Chapter 2093

Dead?

The three immortal supreme masters died like this?

Even the Xuan soul didn't rush out, and the flesh didn't stay!

These are the three immortal supreme masters. They are the supreme existence in the whole supreme domain. The strong among the strong. Who can suppress them except the eight immortal supreme masters?

However, the three immortality supreme masters fell in an instant, and one of them also passed the power of an era catastrophe.

Scarlet flashing, snow hair dancing wildly, the cold awn in the star eyes seems to be colder than the long knife in the hand.

At this moment, all the people looked at the figure on the void, with a shocking expression on their faces.

A stick in the sky!

This is the move that ye Fantian learned from the inheritance of the secret skills of the golden demon ape family.

It is not so much a move or secret skill as an artistic conception and an understanding of martial arts.

What is the artistic conception of a stick facing the sky? It is powerful speed and supreme pressure.

It is an artistic conception that evolves the speed and momentum to the peak, which can instantly oppress a person's power to the extreme, and then directly explode. Only the powerful flesh of the golden demon ape family can display such means, and now there is an additional Ye Fantian.

With the momentum of never returning, with the supreme posture of killing, he fought out raw, powerful and irritating.

Ye Vatican stood there, expressionless and without excitement, as if what he had just killed was not the three strong men, but the three lesson grass.

Zhu Qiang looked at him and breathed a cool breath. It was clear that he looked unbelievable, as if he were looking at a monster.

In particular, the night war emperor and others were twitching at the corners of their mouths, and the night war emperor whispered with a bitter smile:

"Ah, what abnormal thing did you cultivate in the sitting and forgetting tower..."

Hum

The dragon magic knife in his hand is very straight and aimed in one direction. The target is not others, but the Supreme Master of subduing the tiger.

The blade's awn flickered, and a wisp of cold awn was like an ice dragon winding on it. The slightest chill even broke the void and directly transmitted to the supreme body of subduing the tiger, which made him feel that his breath would change. He knew that ye Fantian was not his opponent, even if he was against the sky, But this feeling still made him unhappy.

"You... Are dead!"

Ye Fantian's voice said slowly with a very firm look.

There is no earthshaking oath, no roar of ambition, and no emotional madness. Some are just indifferent, as if they are discussing with others.

The face of the supreme tiger suddenly became ugly. This guy, is this threatening himself? An immortal Junior is threatening himself.

He is a super strong man who has survived two era catastrophes. He is also a giant in the whole supreme domain.

Did ye Fantian have the courage to threaten himself?

absurd!

That's ridiculous!

"I will make you regret what you have done today, and I will make everyone of you Zen who came here today regret coming here!"

Ye Fantian's voice was slowly transmitted.

At this time, although the strength of the God of war is strong, there are too many Zen believers. Each statue is a strong one. Ye Fantian's words seem to be a joke. Although his action was very terrible and exceeded everyone's expectations, he would not think that he could threaten the Supreme Fuhu.

"Young generation, do you have this strength? If it weren't for the night war emperor and the devil heart supreme who fought against me, I would have slapped you to death!"

There was a tone of disdain in the supreme voice of the crouching tiger, but the pair of eyes flashed cold and directly collided with the pair of scarlet. He saw a firm and unchangeable will.

"This guy... Must die. It's too evil. No wonder the whole God of war has to guarantee him even if he works hard. No, he must be killed. Once he really grows up, Zen will face the disaster of destruction!"

Fuhu supreme didn't find it. In his thinking, it seems that he has gradually regarded Ye Vatican as a great figure. Even if he despises Ye Vatican in his words, he has been on guard subconsciously. This is a kind of internal surrender!

"Don't you believe it?"

There was a faint chill on the corner of Ye Fantian's mouth, and his voice was like that of nine days:

"I'll prove it to you!"

"Kill!"

The night war emperor roared loudly and shot again quickly!

The ferocious energy incarnated into huge traces of Tao, evolved the mystery of martial arts, opened up the shackles of the four directions, broke all obstacles, and began to fight towards the Supreme Master of subduing the tiger.

Such a powerful means, even the Supreme Master can't be careless.

But his mind still locked Ye Fantian. I don't know why, a faint chill appeared in his heart for a long time.

"Hiss..."

The sudden movement of Ye Fantian's body is like a light, an electricity, a Qi... The speed is amazing. Even though the Supreme Fuhu can see each other's trace, he can't really control it.

"What? How can it be so fast? How can it be the speed that an immortal junior can display?"

The Supreme Fuhu's heart was terrified, and there was a surge in his heart. He felt that something seemed to be wrong.

Something's wrong!

The evildoer!

Incomparable evil!

"Kill..."

A Zen strongman crazily danced the demon subduing pestle in his hand, and the golden awn flickered. Behind it, a shining illusion of a giant Buddha was born to protect himself. His body turned into a huge sacred mountain, invincible, and everything was crushed everywhere.

This is an immortal supreme power.

"Poof..."

Zhan Xiong spits out a mouthful of blood, and his face has a ferocious arc:

"Your uncle!"

"Die!"

The strong man roared ferociously.

"Hiss..."

The cold light flashed out.

Then a ghost like figure quickly flashed away. The next moment, his flesh body turned into two sections directly, and the mysterious soul was swallowed up.

Completely lost its vitality.

Zhan Xiong's face changed slightly, his eyes looked in one direction, his mouth grew up and his muscles began to twitch.

There, a divine awn kept flying. At the foot, it was the Teng snake and Tianlong evolving. In blessing, the speed was amazing. Everywhere they went, they all brought a bloody wind.

No one can resist each other's three moves and kill as easily as weeding.

The snow is dancing, and all that can be clearly seen is a pair of nightmarish scarlet flashing!

Artistic Conception!

This is the artistic conception of the golden demon ape family!

For such a long time, ye Fantian spent infinite energy to really control his power.

The perfect combination of speed and strength shows that the strength has reached an extreme. At the moment of breaking through the artistic conception, ye Fantian's Dragon and snake step has reached the terrible number of 6 billion dragon and snake power, which is completely transformed. The speed is simply unimaginable and amazing.

In terms of strength, the divine pattern flashes and 320 divine patterns wake up. This is already the effect of 3200 times the power blessing. The joint efforts of 3200 immortal upper level strong people, combined with the effect of 6 billion dragon and snake power, make a perfect blow. Even the Supreme Master of the ambush tiger has to hate it.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

I thought that my people were being attacked by Zen people, that the mysterious soul of fighting demon Buddha was almost collapsed, and that Zen was too bullying and overbearing.

Ye Fantian's killing intention has risen to an unimaginable level. The dragon and snake step at his feet seems to have begun to run to the peak. Everywhere he goes, the big dragon magic knife in his hand constantly releases boundless brilliance.

"The mysterious soul is separated! The great world of gods!"

It is as powerful as a dragon and as fierce as a tiger. Ye Fantian repeatedly displays two secret skills.

The gods were roaring and exploding, and ye Fantian became a Shura.

"You dare!"

A Zen strongman roared loudly. This is a Dharma protector of Zen. Its strength and status are second only to the Supreme Master of subduing the tiger among these strongmen.

The other party's hands are picking flowers, the golden Dharma seal around the body is constantly rotating, and the terrible energy is wildly emitted.

"Die!"

Waving his palms, the other party's eyebrows twinkled with a divine awn and came to kill Ye Fantian.

"Dang!"

Ye Fantian's spare power has been temporarily exhausted and has not been in a hurry. The dragon magic knife and the other party collided together, and the impact sound was deafening like a yellow bell Daqu.

"Good chance!"

The Dharma protector's face showed an excited and ferocious look, and he quickly killed Ye Fantian, as if to kill him completely.

"Don't give him a chance to breathe!"

The Dharma protector shouted.

A venerable strong man, not afraid of life and death, came to attack. The blessing of divine patterns around him even formed a huge cage, trapping Ye Fantian firmly in it.

They are trying to drive Ye Fantian to death.

"You dare!"

In the vein of the God of war, an immortal supreme brandished his fist madly, smashed countless stars and tried to rescue Ye Fantian.

But the successive Zen disciples did not give them a chance at all. They smiled grimly at the expansion of their flesh and fought with self explosion.

"Hum..."

Ye Fantian holds a knife alone and looks indifferent, but he has a cold Qi flowing around him.

"Fuhu Supreme... As I said, I will make you regret what you have done today. I will make everyone of your Zen sect who came here today regret coming here! Now... Just watch!"

"Xuan - Soul - wind - storm!"

The voice was as cold as the demon God of Jiuyou. Although it was very indifferent, it was like a nightmare and thunder in the ears of the supreme tiger.

"Bad..."

"Boom..."