"Yewu attack!"

The fist and feet were upright, Fang Tong's whole body was tense, and every fist that was blasted out was natural, without any extra movements, with changes in its might. The fist was twisting, and a blow drove the strength of the whole body, and a sound like a burst of beans was bursting. When this fist was released in broad daylight, there was a sign of night coming.

Fang Tong's figure suddenly lost in front of him, and a darkness covered the evil soul's sight, which was shocked for a moment. It motivated his five senses to find Fang Tong's traces. Unexpectedly, the fist wind was turbulent, and a punch came to the back of the evil soul.

Sensing the fist wind, although the evil soul had reacted so much, he hurriedly used his skills to protect the body. With a thud, the evil soul was hit by the punch and was immediately blown away. He succeeded in a blow, stepped forward, Fang Tong twisted his waist, and he flew up, and he used his domineering martial arts again.

"Demon-strike!"

The evil soul was frightened and furious, and sensed that the killing moves of the person behind him came. With a single arm, the evil soul swept into the air. Fang Tong's expression changed and he hurriedly used his skills to protect his body. The evil soul, who had taken a deep breath, was swollen all over his clothes, and turned his hand, and the judge's pen swept, pecked, tapped, and plucked, as sharp as the judge of the underworld. At a tricky angle, he scratched Fang Tong's cheek in one fell swoop and bombarded Fang Tong with one palm.

"Refining God and Destroying!"

On the one hand, the more fierce and fierce the God Refining fight, the fierce and domineering palm technique was like a fierce tiger coming out of the gate, revealing the devouring minions. Every further fierce true energy broke the stone slab and made a miracle step by step. The true energy around his body was terrifying enough to kill the god, and a beam of light burst out from his palm.

"What!"

The fingertips of the Sacrific Miracle kept counting, but suddenly he could not calculate the attack route of the Sacrific Miracle. The instant that the Sacrific Miracle was blasted out, the light palm suddenly dispersed, wrapping the Sacrific Miracle.

However, not long after, the light beam penetrated and wrapped around the palm light shattered. Leisurely, there were a few scars on his body, and his face darkened. Suddenly, the figure of the miracle was blurred in place.

Lian Shen had a clear eye. A blurry figure appeared not far away. His way of driving was extremely strange, and his eyes could only catch the afterimage. His heart immediately trembled, and he activated his whole body of strength and smashed his fist to the ground. Under this punch, three whirlwinds rushed out of the crack, and the whirlwinds rushed towards the strange figure. The miracle was immediately wrapped by three whirlwinds. The eyes of Lian Shen flashed coldly and rushed towards the whirlwind that trapped the miracle.

However, the miracle that was in the whirlwind was originally moving slowly, but when the god of refining came, a dazzling light burst out from his body. The god of refining was caught off guard. The god of refining instinctively closed his eyes and was full of true energy. The miracle seized the opportunity to turn over and rose up, and a palm that gathered the majestic true energy hit the back of the god of refining. The god of refining was like being struck by lightning, falling down and smashing a big pit. The miracle was murderous, and he bent one knee and fell from the sky to the back of the god of refining. He felt the oppression in the air, and the god of refining rolled out and rushed towards the miracle with a bounced leg.

"Buddha Seal!"

The sound of Buddha was so strong that the golden Buddha light scattered all over the Zen meaning. He jumped up, twisted his fingers into seals, and activated the inner Yuan. Suddenly, a Buddha seal came out and pressed down on the head of Xue Chan. Blood Zen was bloody, and his ferocious face was full of bloodthirsty. The blood-colored monk's robe swelled, raised his arms toward the sky, and the blood light soared into the sky. He also blasted a palm towards the pressed Zen meaning, and the rumbling sound continued to stir. Is the opposition between Buddha and Buddha a fate?

"Corpse King's Claw!"

The corpse king roared, his dry body was like a revived devil, his dry claws, crushing the black ice, and the pale light at his fingertips, which was like a hand of hell at this moment.

"Xuan Bing Flame!"

This is the yin of the cathode. Yang Feihong has practiced Luo Zizhi to a certain extent. His pupils are full of cold light, and a blue flame suddenly appears in his palms. Then the flames linger in his hands and face the corpse king's claws.

"Ghost dance in Yinzhen!"

The ghost laughed like a woman singing softly. Gui Li's body turned, and evil spirits spread all over his body. He stepped on his feet and rushed forward. The ghost sound that confuses his mind and the ghost dance made Gui Li become more and more fierce.

"Purple Sun Flame!"

The purple sun was dazzling, and Wu Yu's whole body turned into a light shield to block the sound waves of ghost sounds. The purple flames in his body evaporated. The palm power was constantly activated on his palm to disperse the coming evil power.

"Tears of Demons."

The sword light forced people's mind. Mo Ye put his sword in his arms and stood in front of him. His expression became inconsistent with the madness before. His expression showed a sad look. All demons had sorrow, and demons also had tears, and demons dripped from the corners of his eyes. When the crystal clear demons' tears fell, he wrapped them with true energy. With a snap of his fingers, the tears of compassion fell into the sword body. With a wave of the sword, it caused all demons to be sad. The sword energy turned into a demon soul and rushed forward.

"Dize Sword!"

Seeing this, Liu Ze's expression suddenly became serious and did not dare to be careless. The inner Yuan activated it, and the cold light burst out from the sword. With a wave of the sword, a strange and unpredictable scroll rushed out and hit the sword of Ten Thousand Demons.

The sword energy was scattered, and both sides were broken. The rest of the force attack retreated, and then rushed towards each other again. The sword light was like a death-taking scythe, and the moves were all death-induced talismans of the God of Death, which made people dare not be careless.

"Punish God and sin!"

The world is not kind, and the gods are also guilty. The sword lights are rays, and the wind roars. In the confused figure, the demon god Kong waved a short sword and launched a sharp killing move. The sword light that the short sword swallowed and spitted was like a punishment of heaven, majestic and domineering. The sharpness on the sword seemed to be able to punish the gods, and there was a phantom appearing, and the body was stabbed by the sword, which looked extremely strange and terrifying.

"Forbidden martial arts in the prehistoric world!"

Facing the other party's killing move, the two of them were originally life-and-death enemies, and Nangong Jun was unwilling to give in. He slapped the ground with one hand, and his whole body was like a lion waiting for it, and the ground was bulging. Then, the moment he started, he burst out a wild aura with his hands, and his majestic palms were like gods from the prehistoric era.

The two of them were extremely powerful, but they fought fiercely again in an instant.

"Blood Demon Blade."

The blood mist was filled with blood, and the blood spirit was shuttled through it. When the name of the move was recited, all the blood mist was swallowed by her, and a red light appeared in the palm of her palm. She waved her palms in the opposite direction, and a blood blade rushed out of her palm and became larger in an instant. The bloody blood blade was scattered with a strange light that was breathtaking.

"Haoran righteousness remains in the world!"

Learning is endless, and the great aura comes from the heart. Ru Sheng closed the book in his hand, and exhaled the great true aura from his mouth. His fingers condensed light and slashed in the void in front of him. His fingers were as sharp as the tip of his pen. As his fingers stroked, a regular word appeared, and it seemed to have some sense of the great aura of heaven and earth, its power doubled, and it blasted with the blood blade.

The blood light disappeared and the great energy disappeared. The righteous energy of the Confucian school faced the evil deeds and evil deeds, and it was difficult to decide the outcome in the short term. The battle situation immediately became more intense. One side was the demonic way, and the other side was the learning way.

"Nine Nethers Transformation of God Strike!"

The faint demon light was like hell, and the evil spear was swept. Suddenly, a powerful evil force emerged, and a single arm swung the spear. When the powerful force slashed, a surging beam of light suddenly exploded.

"See the truth!"

Seeing this, Dao's hand whisk hung up in the air. The front of the whisk immediately swept out a sharp light, and immediately smashed the evil force from the evil spear. He pointed at the finger and the whisk headed towards the Netherworld and attacked up and down.
Chapter completed!