"Since you are stubborn, I will destroy your sword skills first!"

Among the flames in the sky, hundreds of thousands of meters were surrounded by the flames of the Great Light Realm. As the Great Light Realm was pressed down, layers of gale winds suddenly pressed down, and the space was constantly distorted, causing ripples.

And at the top of Fang Xing Sword's head, the pressure was even more sensible. Fang Xing Sword seemed to have suddenly reflected, drew the sword and pulled out, slashing the great light realm in the sky with one sword.

But the collision of the Great Light Realm seemed too fierce. The sword lights shot out by the Fang Xing Sword were extinguished like candles. In the confident gaze of the Holy Fire Pope, they were completely piled up in the light curtain above the capital.

Above his head was an endless city of flames, and under his feet was a magic array light shield covering the entire city. He squeezed the Fangxing Sword and Zhuxian Sword Formation up and down, as if the whole world had turned into a big millstone, completely suppressing the Fangxing Sword, and tangled with flames and light, making the Fangxing Sword look as difficult to move like a bug in an amber.

At this moment, the total power of the Great Light Realm and the Capital City Magic Formation indeed surpasses the power of the Fangxing Sword and the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

In a head-on confrontation, Fang Xingjian is no longer an opponent.

After all, it is the Holy Fire Sect’s treasures for countless years, the desert has been plundered for countless years, and the accumulation of faith in countless years, and the power contained in it is completely difficult to calculate. Even the current Holy Fire Pope has not yet fully utilized.

‘In the face of this force, the sky will collapse and the earth will tear apart. Even Alexander, even the Dharma Kings of the Holy See, could not defeat me here.’

With absolute confidence, the Holy Fire Pope stepped on the void and slowly came to the suppressed Fang Xingjian. Seeing the other party's constant struggle but unable to move, the Holy Fire Pope shook his head and smiled: "Fang Xingjian, do you know, you look like a mouse caught by a mouse trap, it's really ugly."

With Fang Xingjian's actions, the people present also cheered.

"Burn him to death!"

"Let this pagan regret today forever!"

"Long live the Holy Fire!"

Looking at the cheers of everyone around, the people in the Imperial Intelligence Squad had a gloomy face.

The new girl showed a look of unbearable expression and said in the information flow: "Captain... can you find a way to save Fang Xingjian..."

The captain shook his head and sighed, "What should I save? This is the base camp of the Sha Kingdom. You have also seen it. Even if Fang Xingjian kills the King of Explosion of Sand with one blow, he has no power to resist in front of the Pope of Holy Fire.

This is the power of the fifth level of the god level, and it is also the confidence that the Sha Kingdom can stand on the continent and fight against our empire. For him, it is no different from dust.

The only thing we can do now is to open our eyes and watch every process of Fang Xingjian's death, and record this information firmly. This is the only thing we can do."

Everyone had no choice but to lower their heads. Although they regretted that Fang Xingjian had fallen here, they all knew that the captain was right. What they could do at this moment was to record the information.

Pope Holy Fire looked at Fang Xingjian and continued, "What? Do you still have to struggle? If you don't give up, I won't continue to be so polite next."

"Struggle?" Fang Xingjian, who was squeezed and suppressed by the magic array shield on the ground of the Great Light Realm in the sky, suddenly looked at the Holy Fire Pope. His expression was extremely cold, as if the person being suppressed was not him.

"I'm just curious, are you really the illusion of suppressing me now?"

"illusion?"

The Holy Fire Pope was stunned, and then he felt a flash in front of him. Where was the suppressed place in front of him? The fifth prince was crushed by two huge forces. At this moment, he had turned into a little light spot, and only the last little phantom was about to dissipate.

The fifth prince in the phantom was full of anger, despair, and regret, staring at the Pope of the Holy Fire Cult in front of him, as if he was talking about why you killed me.

But in the end it was still crushed into a spot of light and completely dissipated in the air.

This prince of the Crick royal family has the world's first boxing talent and has countless secrets that are completely dead after all.

When the Pope of the Holy Fire saw this scene, he was furious: "What did you do!"

"What did I do?" A voice came softly from the ears of the Pope of the Holy Fire: "Are you sure you didn't do anything?"

The Holy Fire Pope turned around and saw that Fang Xingjian had leaned against him at some point. He roared and punched. Along with meteor flames, Fang Xingjian's figure instantly dissipated.

"Illusion!"

"It's all illusions!"

"Illusion!"

In the capital, Fang Xingjian, wearing a white robe and riding a camel, raised his head and looked at the Pope of the Holy Fire: "Are you sure?"

snort!

The Holy Fire Pope raised his hands, and the Great Light Realm trembled suddenly. Countless firepower condensed, accompanied by vortexes composed of flames. At the center of the flame vortex, a huge black egg slowly fell down. Just a glance, you can feel the terrifying destructive power contained in it.

It is the secret martial arts of the Holy Fire Sect, and the creation of the world, which is a supreme martial art that has long been simulated, calculated before the creation of the world, and condensed infinite firepower.

In the capital, warriors, merchants, slaves, and maids raised their heads. They all showed Fang Xingjian's face and said in the voice of Fang Xingjian: "Are you sure it's me this time?"

The Holy Fire Pope suddenly widened his eyes, and his martial will swept wildly, but he could not sense the slightest change between countless square star swords.

Even more and more people in the capital raised their heads, all of which were Fangxing Swords. At this moment, everyone in the city seemed to have turned into Fangxing Swords. They looked at the Pope of the Holy Fire and showed an inexplicable smile, which made the Pope of the Holy Fire feel creepy.

Then all the Fang Xingjia said together, "Do you really want to kill me?"

The palms of the Holy Fire Pope trembled, and the creation eggs in the sky were as heavy as Mount Tai at this moment, but they could not fall down.

At this moment, when Fang Xingjian's will first released billions of sword lights to the Holy Fire Pope, his magic body had already transformed into countless lights along the billions of sword lights. His body seemed to be composed of countless photons and spread in a space of 100,000 meters.

He seemed to have become a fluctuation, and seemed to have become a particle again, which was a higher state than the previous light-incarnation of the Light Saber.

When he existed in this state, he immediately felt the difference in the world...
Chapter completed!