Chapter Thirty-Four: The Battle of the Strongest Boys III
The fluctuations of the laws were transmitted and condensed into magical talismans. The stars were dotted and dazzling. These talismans were connected one after another and hooked together to form a fairy robe of laws. This was like a blessing from a realm, which enhanced Zhuo Yifan's combat effectiveness.
Instantly increased three times.
Under the horrified eyes of everyone, the young man's momentum changed dramatically for the third time. Everyone knew that this change was no small matter!
I saw the young man stepping into the air, and a wave of air suddenly squeezed out of the earth with a radius of hundreds of miles. Everyone felt that their steps were floating, as if they had lost their center of gravity, and fell into the sky with the hurricane.
The world collapsed, and a trivial movement turned up a huge storm that was unimaginable.
"I judge in the palm of my hand, all gods and Buddhas, there is no way to avoid it! There is no escape! There is no life! There is no death!" Zhuo Yifan looked up to the sky and roared with high spirits. He was glowing with thousands of magic spears.
Appeared, intertwined into a circle of light, like the light behind the Buddha, all pierced.
Puff puff puff!——
Hundreds of people in the field were penetrated and screamed in agony. The Venerable who was tens of meters away died suddenly!
"ah!"
The spear of judgment is fierce, penetrating the hearts and minds of these people, blood spatters, blood arcs flying, the light is unparalleled, it seems to be as gentle as spring breeze and rain, but in fact it implies peerless murderous intent. There is a purple seal in it, the divine palace of judgment.
With blessing on it, the power is unstoppable.
"Poof!" A spear pierced the person's body, and the fierce force carried several people behind him flying backwards, and finally nailed to the ancient wall a hundred feet away.
"This... this is the power of law! Isn't this the power that can only be appreciated by those who understand the world and understand the world in the form of gods!"
Countless people screamed, and the few Qiangu Little Giants knew what had happened when they saw it. Their souls could not help but tremble for a moment, this was so scary! This young man actually understood the law in advance!
"Hegemonic Triple Rashomon!"
Several venerables from the three sects shouted, formed the seals, and slapped the ground. The three ancient stone gates were immediately channeled.
These three stone gates are of Western style and simple, like the portals of an ancient temple. The door frames are carved with intricate patterns and are engraved with rare and exotic animals. With a cry, the evil ghost head in the center of the portal suddenly opened its mouth, bursting with distant desolation.
The breath rushed towards his face and turned into a huge protective air shield, blocking the front.
In the end, the terrible spear of judgment was blocked, and each of the divine spears turned into golden stars and disappeared. However, the "Triple Rashomon" was also hit by the surname of destruction and turned into a pile of scrap metal, among which
The divine energy was completely defeated and even repair was impossible.
The three sects counted the number of people and found that the attack just now killed more than 200 people, including more than 50 people from the Three Xuanji Dao, more than 100 from the Golden Core Secret Realm, and more than 20 senior level experts.
, all buried here!
Many people stared at the demon-like young man with lingering fear, and no one dared to move forward rashly. These people knew in their hearts that if Rashomon hadn't been there to resist him, the attack just now would have wiped out their entire army.
In the vision space, the corners of the masked man's lips were slightly raised, staring closely at the ancient city filled with dust.
"Can we only say that he is worthy of being a descendant of God? In just a few months, such great changes have occurred."
You must know that since ancient times, no one has been able to understand the law in advance before the realm of gods. Even the most evil genius in the ancient times, who has been practicing day and night and constantly comprehending, cannot do it. Because there is a lack of one thing.
The ability to understand the way of heaven.
Zhuo Yifan was able to realize this in advance, which was unexpected by everyone present, including the mysterious man.
The ancient city of Yaoshan is a bloody battlefield where ancient masters triumph.
There are so many influential people gathered in a radius of 800 miles.
They are conceited, they are arrogant, they are arrogant, and they are arrogant about everything. But now, they were frightened by a young man that made their heart and soul tremble, and they couldn't help but throb.
Many venerables are frightened and their livers and gallbladders are running cold. Is this the level of combat power at the ninth level of the Golden Core? It is so unbelievable that it far exceeds that of ordinary venerables!
"Fang Wei, are my laws good enough? You have your will, and I have my laws!" Facing the powerful men from all directions, Zhuo Yifan said calmly: "All of you, come together, as long as you can beat me
Until I can’t get up. You don’t need to do anything, I will hand over everything on my body, including everything you want to know! If you can’t do it, I will let you see clearly the glory I carry and the power of God...
…”
The arrogant and provocative voice shocked everyone. Everyone looked at the young man in despair. Zhuo Yifan's voice echoed around the world, lasting for a long time. Although no one in the field was weak, they all felt that their hearts were about to be broken.
He was so shocked that he jumped out.
What is arrogance? What is arrogance?
The fierce genius in front of him explained these two words vividly! Despite his arrogance, no one in the room dared to refute, because many people had withdrawn all their contempt and ridicule towards this young man.
Because this is an existence that can rival those with a divine body, no one can turn a deaf ear to what he says.
Bang!
The magic robe was shining brightly, and the divine light fell down. In the vast void, Zhuo Yifan stepped out in one step, ignoring all space and distance, raised his light gun, and killed Fang Wei and Nanhuang.
Nanwanshan, Beihuang, Beizhongyuan, and the venerables of those three sects.
Using one's own strength to attack everyone, how powerful and crazy is this?
In the past, this kind of behavior of the young man could be said to be like a moth flying into a flame, causing self-destruction. But now, no one dared to be careless. Faced with the young man's attack, they used the strongest means to resist.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Ruling! Ruling! Ruling!
Anyone who bullies my tribe, despises my brothers, or insults my honor will die!
The ferocious talent attacks domineeringly, his magic robes roll like divine clouds, his divine energy covers the sky, and his energy fills the world. His demonic pupils flicker slightly, and everyone's movements slow down. But he holds a gun in both hands, as violent as thunder, with five-colored spirits.
The force is like a volcano erupting across the earth.
No one can describe this situation. Zhuo Yifan used his own power to shake everyone, including Fang Wei, the god-like person with a divine body. His attacks continued and his momentum became stronger and stronger.
The emotions that had been suppressed for seventeen years completely burst out at this moment!
Under his spear of judgment, everyone felt his terror and his greatness. This was clearly a god who could not be blasphemed. He came here with the power to judge all things, suffocating everyone!
"Asura Dao! The strongest shield!"
With a cry in his heart, countless talismans condensed behind Zhuo Yifan, forming a Shura Wing. The talismans were densely covered and the air pressed against the sky.
"What! What kind of wings are these!"
Nanhuang, who was knocked away by Zhuo Yifan, turned pale. Seeing that Beihuang's sneak attack from behind was blocked by a black magic wing, Nanhuang's pupils suddenly dilated slightly, as if he had seen a demon god, and he turned pale with horror.
What kind of pair of wings are these? They are completely composed of talismans, and each talisman is like the rubble of the underworld. There are thousands of them, making up this pair of wings, as if each talisman is a hell. Among them
The huge energy was rolling, and as it was fanning, countless ghost images suddenly appeared. These ghost images were the guards of the underworld, surrounding them, advancing one after another, blocking all attacks that came close.
As soon as the pair of demon-like wings appeared, Zhuo Yifan's speed became faster than before, and all the strong men in the field suddenly felt like they couldn't catch them. They didn't know where the other party would appear next moment, so they could only
In endless terror and anxiety, waiting for death to come.
Among the six paths, except for the heavenly path, the remaining five paths have been mastered by Zhuo Yifan. The Shura path, this powerful law, is even more arrogant under the power of the human path, the bewitching law, and the other three evil-punishing laws.
Oh! Moreover, it is influenced by the power of its own law of judgment. It can be exerted almost automatically without any deliberate effort at all, making all sneak attacks unable to succeed.
"break!"
Beihuang took action again, and his attack was a killing move. With a roar, the storm domain appeared again. Wind pythons, wind tigers, and wind wolves appeared on the ancient street. Their murderous intent covered the sky, and they were as fast as thunder. They attacked Zhuo Yifan.
Shooting away, the fierce fangs and giant claws seemed to be able to cut off everything.
"The past has passed by like smoke, and is like floating clouds to me... a hundred and eighty thousand troubles are like the wind!"
Birds and beasts of wind, like a tide of beasts, pass through the territory, overwhelming the sky and the earth, forming an extremely powerful force that can cut through everything.
Zhuo Yifan narrowed his eyes, and countless light symbols condensed on his fist. In an instant, a huge sky pillar appeared in the entire ancient city. This pillar was as black as ink, supporting the heaven and earth, and was just a virtual body.
, but possesses a divine power that cannot be blasphemed. I don’t know how much power it contains. Inspired by his punch, the endless divine patterns came down and condensed on one punch.
Judgment God Fist!
The four Judgment moves were combined into one blow, bursting out with endless power, as if it could really kill gods and Buddhas.
"Is this... an artifact of law?!" Looking at this scene, countless people were once again shocked. They seemed to be numb to this shock.
"We can't let this punch fall! Otherwise we will all die!" Beihuang's body stood straight, the tiger's body vibrated, the storm reappeared, and two wind whips condensed in his palms like wind dragons.
Bang!
At this time, Zhuo Yifan flashed his magic wings and appeared in front of him like a ghost.
I don’t know how fast it is, the divine light is thrown out in an instant, and the laws are flying. This punch ignores space and distance. One finger covers the universe, one punch covers the world. The long fist is swung, bringing long light and shadow, penetrating the world,
The eight wastelands [***] are all huge earthquakes.
The hundred and eight thousand troubles were torn apart in an instant. Beihuang's face turned pale and he felt a deep powerlessness against this punch.
In just one blow, the protective divine wind around Beihuang's body and the protective immortal armor were shattered. He was defeated by this punch, and with a mouthful of blood, he flew out.
Zhuo Yifan's face was as cold as a star, and the majestic power contained in his thin body made everyone feel heartbroken.
He continued to chase, and at the moment when the wind was torn apart, he appeared in front of Nanhuang with one step, and the divine light from his whole body rose as brightly as the bright sun, making everyone unable to open their eyes.
The Divine Fist of Judgment falls again!
There is no escape! There is no avoidance! There is no life! There is no death!
At this moment, time seemed to freeze. Everyone was stunned, watching Zhuo Yifan punch, and helplessly watching a generation of proud emperors being defeated.
After feeling dazed for a while, the sound of fists that shattered mountains and ground fell silent, and Zhuo Yifan's fist was blocked by a finger.
Fang Wei took action again. At this moment, his body turned golden, his figure was powerful, his long hair was disheveled, and he turned into a dragon.
"Zhuo Yifan, you only have this little power, it's not enough." Fang Wei shook his head, with a teasing sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Initially, I just tested you. The power of the divine body is not something you can easily touch.