The flag sways!

The huge palms that support the world are supported by the flag and can no longer be suppressed.

Yang Qifeng's flesh and blood healed quickly, and his short breath had recovered as before. When he came up, he was defeated by both sides. It was so reckless.

Of course, he has the confidence to save his life if he dares to do this.

Even if the giant palm just now could survive with the indestructible Vajra, he would definitely suffer heavy damage. His indestructible Vajra's ability was restricted by his own strength and could not be fully utilized.

Otherwise, he could resist this attack without any damage, but this requires him to have the strength of a true immortal.

The giant palm shattered and dissipated, and Yang Qifeng looked at Wutian.

At this moment, a ball of black air continued to spread, and the illusory black air was connected together, forming nerve veins and internal organs, bones and flesh were constantly derived. Finally, Wutian, wearing a black robe, appeared in front of everyone again.

He looked at Yang Qifeng with surprise, but the admiration on his face became more and more intense. He once again praised and said, "Bajie, you made me reluctant to kill you."

"Kill me, you are still far from it!"

"I am better than you!" A sentence flashed through Yang Qifeng's mind, and he preached in a deep voice.

"Bajie said this right. The thirty-three years are approaching. My strength has fallen by more than half. Now it is less than half of my peak. Although I still surpass you, Bajie, I am not good at fighting methods."

"Bajie, you have a low level and high combat power. In total, you must surpass me."

The plain words were spoken from Wutian, and he did not hide anything. Such secrets were not worth mentioning in his opinion.

"But there are certain numbers in heaven and earth. The time to kill me must be the day when the thirty-three-year boundary comes,"

"If no one killed me today, it was like the attack just now. No matter three, five or ten times, it was useless to work hard,"

"But Bajie, if you can launch such an attack several times, you will definitely lose."

Speaking of this, Wutian seemed to have made some decision and preached:

"As long as Bajie, you abandon Ziwei Emperor, I will give you a way out of life and let you leave the world, and you can think carefully about it."

"No need to think about it, as Emperor Ziwei, the Lord of All Stars, how can I leave my ministers and live in the world?"

"Fight!" Yang Qifeng was so arrogant that he rushed forward with a nine-toothed rake. The Tianhe Weak Water Flag was floating above his head, slowly stirring the power of the stars in all directions.

"What a pity!" Wu Tian stopped talking, and he fought with Yang Qifeng.

The battle between the two was earth-shaking, and Yang Qifeng was able to truly exert his skills at this moment. In the past, he only exerted part of Yang Qifeng's battle.

After all, he is known as Yang Sanquan!

Since he began to rise, countless enemies have hated him under his three punches. Among them, the great demon who has caused trouble in the world also has the great emperor who is above the nine heavens.

The Yuanshen Seal and Sword Dao, as long as he can use the means, will be used by Yang Qifeng.

He had never had an enemy as difficult as Wutian, and the nine-toothed rake bombarded Wutian's head.

Wu Tian's head exploded like a watermelon, and his blood and brain matter mixed together, and began to splatter everywhere. But before he could fly out three meters, all the blood and brain matter began to shrink and return.

The broken bones, blood, brain and silica were all combined one by one, and Wu Tian recovered as before again.

Yang Qifeng and the others fought together again. Even if they were protected by the Tianhe Weak Water Flag, the consumption of consecutive battles was extremely heavy for Yang Qifeng. For example, the Tianhe Weak Water Flag was strong, but this was a big player who devoured spiritual energy.

Wutian's body was destroyed again. This time, under Yang Qifeng's intention, he did not even have a trace of flesh and blood, but even so, Wutianxia still appeared in front of Yang Qifeng again for a moment.

"Bajie, it's useless. The 33-year period is less than 33 years. I am immortal. If you abandon the position of Ziwei Emperor, you can leave now."

"Otherwise, continue to fight, and when your mana is exhausted, even this treasure will not be used, and you have no chance of winning,"

"Don't say more," Yang Qifeng's tone was slightly rapid. The battles cost him a lot, but the gains were huge. He had never encountered such an enemy that could be enjoyed.

Wutian is not weak in strength, and every time he resurrects, he is full of blood and blue.

Every time Yang Qifeng and Wutian fight, they cannot be careless. As long as there are flaws, they will be caught by Wutian and will be hit by him with a thunderous blow.

If it weren't for his indestructible Vajra and his recovery ability was amazing, plus the protection of the Tianhe Wushui Banner, how could he have killed Wu Tian many times in a row?

But even so, Yang Qifeng knew his limits, at most, he killed Wutian twice. At that time, his mana consumption was too high, and his strength would drop significantly, and he could no longer maintain his current combat power.

He and Wutian's offense and defense were transferred, just like Wutian's words. If he continues like this, he will be exhausted by Wutian to death.

Yang Qifeng was able to hold on for so long because his mana was being consumed during the battle with Wu Tian, ​​and his combat power had dropped to a certain extent. However, because of his battle with Wu Tian, ​​he also made progress and improved his combat power.

One decrease and one increase, but the stability of combat power was maintained. Unfortunately, his progress was only thoroughly digesting the past accumulation, not endless progress. Such a balance would definitely collapse after a long time.

When he realized that his combat power was about to fall, Yang Qifeng decisively stopped fighting with Wutian.

This fixed number is really strange and unpredictable. Wutian is really an immortal body. No wonder Wutian kills the reincarnated spirit child. It is really not that Wutian cannot do anything, but that he cannot kill him.

So Yang Qifeng wanted to use his trick, but he didn't believe in fixed numbers.

Now that he can't kill Wutian, he is just not strong enough. If there is a celestial immortal here, Wutian can survive with a fixed number, Yang Qifeng will swallow the feces and commit suicide.

Not to mention that the celestial immortal cannot do it, then the golden immortal and the Daluo golden immortal have a realm that can be achieved.

So to the end, you are still not strong enough.

"I am the Great Emperor of Ziwei, and I am in charge of the stars, the perfection and latitude of heaven and earth. I am offering sacrifices to the Emperor of Ziwei. Please help me!"

Yang Qifeng abandoned the nine-toothed rake and waved it out with one punch. This is the second move in the Emperor's Dragon Fist, which swallows mountains and rivers!

Endless purple aura burst out from the Ziwei Emperor Star, and the vast purple aura filled the starry sky, rendering the vast starry sky into a purple color, and the boundless power gathered in a punch.

With one punch, the heaven and earth shook.

The four-circular space was twisted and broken, and cracks continued to emerge, and they were constantly repaired and restored as before.

The dragon fist hit Wutian. At this moment, is it a certain number strong or a dragon fist strong?
Chapter completed!