Chapter 819

On the Tianzhi arena, when Zhou Bai fought with Xiang's natural enemies.

Yunchonghe and Yingzao, who fled from the central city and hoped to get here to support, finally felt the edge of the battlefield.

Seeing the huge projection in the distance that blocks out the sky and the sun, Zhou Bai punched and knelt down Xiang Shengsheng, the two elders were shocked.

Win Rui laughed excitedly, "do you see! Zhou Bai! My student! Now even Marshal Lei is not his opponent!"

"I said Zhou Bai has the talent of immortals! He will definitely become the Savior of mankind!"

Yunchong River first stroked his beard and smiled, and then looked at the projection, but his face was dignified, only because the natural enemy Xiang in the picture had spread his demon body, and a pair of huge wings shrouded most of the challenge arena.

Seeing this scene, the two people looked at each other with shock and horror in their eyes.

"That's... Distortion... It doesn't seem very similar, more like the demon blood of Fantian sect..."

"Go!"

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At this moment, with the awakening of the elder Tianjian, his whole sword body has become a huge sword with a length of hundreds of meters. Under the diligent control of yunchong River, he cut the sky and fell to the head of the emperor of the plague with the potential of tearing the sky and the earth.

However, the emperor of the plague did not move, but continued to dance his limbs, showing his graceful posture and emitting infinite primitive temptation.

Because she knew that someone present could help her block the attack.

As long as there is this person, she never worries about being attacked by anyone. She just needs to concentrate on suppressing Li Xiuzhu.

At this time, fan Ming, who had been sweeping aside, was covered with a layer of bright silver armor.

He disdained to besiege Li Xiuzhu with other immortals, but he would not let others sneak into the dead plague emperor.

Looking at the giant sword falling from the sky, fan Ming's body moved, and there was an air wave. The whole person appeared in front of the giant sword at an amazing speed, and then stopped in an instant. The air waves collided with each other, sending out bursts of sonic booms.

Facing the huge sword coming from his face, fan Ming has no intention of giving in, or his battle has always been to overcome the strong with the strong and overcome the strong with the strong.

Then he saw fan Ming looking at the huge sword falling from the sky. He gently pinched his fist, and with the air being pinched and exploded, it made a crackling sound.

It was such a fist clenching action that all the Yuanshen present seemed to be shocked, and there was a sense that they were going to leave their bodies and were sucked into their hands by fan Ming's grip.

Fan Ming's right hand at the moment seems to be carrying infinite magic. Between every move, the world is changing, and the human mind is also swaying.

There is no change of Yuan divine power, no display of any martial arts moves, nor the use of any magic.

Fan Ming simply handed out a punch without any fancy, and directly hit the strongest point of the giant sword with his fist.

To win, the marshal jiuxiao of Lei Bu is to surpass the strongest part of the enemy.

Sensing this scene, yunchong River's face changed: 'after the elder Tianjian woke up, he immediately went to complete distortion. I can only rely on the last consciousness to let me pass a sword, and then I will completely lose control. But even so, the power of this sword has definitely reached the level of immortals, and there is also a potential attack of distortion ability.

Even if he is Marshal Lei Bu, he can't block this sword simply by virtue of his flesh... "

At the next moment, the giant sword transformed by the elder of Tianjian had hit fan Ming's fist hard, and fan Ming rushed to the sword too close to give yunchong river no chance to change at all.

The fists and swords hit, and the loud noise spread all over the world. Within a hundred miles, there was a burst of noise. The afterwaves of the exchange of the two forces spewed in all directions, and the mountains exploded. Some monks with too low accomplishments felt as if they had been severely hit by an invisible sledgehammer, and their seven orifices bled back.

In the earth shattering impact, when the huge sword cut on fan Ming's fist, it was like a machete cut on the steel plate. The huge sword sank slightly, and then it was stopped, castrated and difficult to inch in.

Fan Ming's figure simply didn't step back.

Seeing this scene, Yun Chonghe was shocked: "what a terrible body!"

The emperor of Death epidemic casually glanced at the Tianjian elder who was blocked, and a slight arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Field marshal fan Ming, who has been a God for tens of thousands of years, is proficient in all thunder methods in the world.

Before the distortion of the heavenly way, when it was in full strength, it used to harden and refine its body with the thunder of the heavenly robbery, and its divine body was known as the evil resistance, and its combat power could not be measured by a simple degree of Taoism.

He disdains sneak attacks and even more disdains joint efforts. Fighting has always been to end his opponents with absolute power and grandeur.

However, as an abnormal variant that has been guarding Xiyue city and is feared by Tianting, after the complete distortion at the moment, it is naturally impossible for fan ming to resist it so easily.

He saw that the whole giant sword twisted violently, and a flying sword constantly grew on the metal colored sword body, covering the whole sword body like a sword mountain and a sea of swords, and it became more and more dense like a needle, squeezing and winding each other.

Seeing this scene, fan Ming frowned slightly: "distortion? This feeling... Is it the sword of heaven? "

When the giant sword just fell, he thought it was a magic weapon. Now he realized that the other party was a freak, and he was unwilling to continue to touch it with his bare hands.

Fan Ming retreated slightly, his body shook slightly, and a strong wind rose all over the sky.

Then he punched out his other hand, and the air was whipped and squeezed into essence in an instant.

The cascading air flow was squeezed by the inevitable force, and directly changed into a diamond crystal state, and then crashed on the body of the giant sword, like an invisible giant palm dragging the sky sword, and then Shengsheng pushed the giant sword all the way up.

However, fan Ming felt something wrong after several blows in a row. Although the elder Tianjian in front of him was incarnated as a sword, he was still like a living creature. He not only tried his best to struggle, emitting various extreme emotions, but also continued to grow flying swords of various shapes on the sword, which had expanded into a sword mountain in a short time.

Even with every punch he hits, Jianshan in front of him will grow stronger and larger.

If we continue to grow like this, it is not impossible to become a mountain range spanning dozens or even hundreds of kilometers.

If there is no limit to this growth, it is possible to destroy the whole planet one day.

"You can't let this monster continue to grow."

Fan Ming's eyes narrowed, but he didn't leave his hand. Just one punch after another, he slammed the increasingly huge Jianshan into the sky and flew out of the atmosphere all the way.