"The Black Hell Corroding Heart Needle is extremely vicious and specializes in destroying the protective aura and magic weapons. Using this magic needle, the little prison emperor assassinated countless monks. I heard that some time ago, he also assassinated a Yuanxian.
After killing the opponent, completely refine it and replenish yourself."
"Now that his cultivation has reached the realm of Yuanxian, it is the pinnacle of Yuanxian. He has awakened the Prison Emperor Yuanling in his body. The Black Prison Erosion Heart Needle should be more powerful, but it cannot break the wind fate at all.
The protective aura."
"Who is this Feng Yuan? So fierce? He seems to be on par with the Little Prison Emperor. No wonder the Little Ax Emperor Xuanyuan Po took the responsibility for the Xu family's breakup of their engagement in order to win over him."
"Let's see how the two of them fight. The little prison emperor has more than that."
"Yes, the little Prison Emperor's Taoist skills are sinister and vicious. According to rumors, the Prison Emperor is as cruel as the Ferocious Emperor, or even worse."
Seeing Fang Han and the young prison emperor Han Prison taking action, many saints immediately dispersed and started talking to see what the two men's methods were.
When other leaders of the Five Mountains Divine Sect, the Holy Sons, saw this scene, they all sneered. They wanted to see how Fang Han was killed.
When the little prison emperor Han Yu saw that the Black Hell Erosion Heart Needle could not penetrate the Gang Qi on Fang Han's body, he couldn't help but trembled all over. A cruel smile appeared on his face. Suddenly, his body moved and his whole body disappeared inexplicably. In front of him,
It was empty, with no breath at all.
Buzz…
The next moment, Han Prison appeared behind Fang Han's head, turned into a dark evil hook, and landed on his head.
He actually transformed into a weapon, slashed with his body, broke through obstacles, and attacked the enemy. The power of this dark evil hook was far superior to that of the best immortal weapons, and its sharpness was even more terrifying. With a slight shock, Fang Han's bodyguard
Gang Qi is cut open like grease.
"The Way of Ten Thousand Prison Soldiers!"
Everyone was shocked when they saw Han Yu's methods.
"Unexpectedly, the little prison emperor Han Yu finally cultivated into the sacred art of military art, the Way of the Ten Thousand Prisons, which is supreme and invincible. He can transform into a weapon and be invincible. It can destroy all tangible and intangible existences. It is said that this art of the ten thousand wars is
It was passed down from ancient heavenly kings. When one reaches the highest level of cultivation, he can directly devour all weapons and evolve all kinds of things."
"The Way of Ten Thousand Prison Soldiers!" Little Ax Emperor Xuanyuan Po's expression changed, he knew deeply how powerful this art was.
"The killer weapon of this Ten Thousand Prison Soldiers Way has been unleashed, which is enough to kill Immortal Spiritual Light. Feng Yuan will suffer a big loss." Several leaders of the Xuanyuan Family and the Five Mountains Divine Sect, the Holy Sons, nodded secretly and made calculations at the same time.
So, what should you do if you encounter Wan Yubing Dao?
However, it was beyond everyone's expectation.
Fang Han turned around, moved his palm, and flicked his fingers, Dang!
The finger flicked on the "evil hook".
The "evil hook" was flicked by a finger, and the black air on it surged, making a wailing sound, and rolled and flew upside down for thousands of feet before stopping and re-condensing in the air to become the Little Prison Emperor Han Prison.
Come in form.
The little prison emperor Han Yu's face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at Fang Han, and incredible emotions appeared deeply in his pupils. But the next moment, the incredible emotions turned into hatred and revenge: "Boy,
You have angered me. Then, there is really only one way to die. Not only you, but all the saints in the Yuhua Sect here will be killed by me. Just accept your fate."
His body swayed, and aura of "military art" emanated from his body. This military art was flickering, sometimes cunning, sometimes dignified, and sometimes free and elegant.
The body of the little prison emperor Han Yu immediately turned into a long sword, and he came across the sky to kill. The sword body vibrated like a majestic master, "One sword kills a million divisions!"
Whoa! This sword is like a military attack, unstoppable. A torrent appears.
Fang Han still stood still, stretched out his palm like a dragon hooking his nails, and shot out several dragon-shaped infuriating energy. Each one was only about a foot long and had no momentum, but each dragon-shaped infuriating energy hit the long sword.
They all hit the swords so that bursts of sparks appeared.
"This Feng Yuan is actually so powerful? Can it withstand the ten thousand prison soldiers?"
"What kind of Taoist magic is this? It seems like the magical power of the dragon clan? Could it be the art of transforming all things into dragons? By the way, I remember that Feng Yuan, a master of the Yuhua Sect, refined a dragon clan's most precious treasure, the Eight-Bud Pagoda."
"What? The magic weapon of the Eight-Bud Pagoda? The secret technique of the Dragon Clan? This magic weapon cannot be successfully refined at all. According to rumors, among the law enforcement disciples of the Heavenly Court Prison, one named Tu Gang successfully refined it, but Tu Gang was
Impermanence kills.”
"Even if the eight pagodas are refined, it will be difficult to withstand the soldiers of Wan Yu. Look, Han Yu is angry!"
When everyone saw this battle, they all looked at each other with admiration.
At this time, the Taoist skills of Han Yu, the little prison emperor, began to become truly furious. In a change, Wan Yubing Dao was unleashed with all his strength. The long sword changed and turned into a huge Fang Tian painted halberd. It struck in the air and fought with Fang Han.
After a collision, it turned into a giant axe, a giant hammer, a giant fork, a knife, a gun, and a spear...
Countless weapons, in his transformation, each strike contains the secret of military art, like an ancient military sage commanding the army.
Fang Han didn't perform any Taoist magic, he just stood on the spot, flicked his fingers, and dragon-shaped qi burst out, swimming in the air. Each qi was ready to knock away Han Yu's weapons.
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"It's a stalemate." Xuanyuan Xiu of the Xuanyuan Family looked at the little Ax Emperor Xuanyuan Po: "No wonder you are trying your best to protect the people of the Yuhua Sect. It turns out that Feng Yuan has such strength and can actually be on an equal footing with the little Prison Emperor Han Yu."
"Be equal?" The Little Ax Emperor Xuanyuan Po smiled bitterly. Without saying anything, he knew that Fang Han was playing a game with the Little Prison Emperor, and he didn't even show 10% of his strength.
The Little Prison King in the sky exerted the Ten Thousand Prisons Art of Arms to the extreme, and a burst of true energy burst out. It seemed that he had attracted countless Yuanlings from the great saints of the ancient art of arms from the void. The sky was filled with the weapons he transformed into.
shadow.
"Your Ten Thousand Transformation Dragon Technique is useless. It can't transform my Ten Thousand Prisons Soldier Way at all! I'm going to crush you alive!" The voice of the Little Prison Emperor Han Yu could be heard everywhere, and the murderous aura of the Soldier Way was revealed everywhere.
.
"Really?" Fang Han made a leisurely voice. No matter how fierce the weapons in the sky were, he could use dragon-shaped Qi to neutralize them.
"I'm just playing with you, don't you understand yet? Now I'm completely familiar with your Ten Thousand Prison Soldiers Way, and I've figured it out. I've been fighting with you for so long just to figure out your way.
The secret of my technique, do you really think my strength stops here?"
Fang Han had just deduced the secret of Wan Yu's military art, traced back to the Yuanling of the ancient military sage, and in an instant, he understood the secret of "soldiers".
This word "bing" is all-encompassing and can be condensed into a new civilization.
In the book of that era, a history of military civilization is condensing into shape.
There is another new civilization.
Just now, if he hadn't been brewing the secrets of civilization and entering a state of enlightenment, Fang Han would have killed Han Yu long ago. Now that he is freed from the state of enlightenment, he will no longer hold back.
boom!
While speaking, Fang Han's aura suddenly changed, like a mountain rising from the ground, like a huge wave, flooding the continent, and hundreds of millions of dragon-shaped auras behind him soared into the sky, rushing directly, and the many hells were
All the weapons formed by the weapon collapsed. Fang Han struck out with a palm in the air, and with a bang, all the shadows were eliminated and turned into a human figure.
The whole body of Han Prison was exploding, and his clothes were shattered by the shock.
It fell to the ground and spurted out several mouthfuls of blood.
"What? Han Yu was actually defeated?"
"How is it possible to fail? Defeated in one move? Was Feng Yuan really playing with him just now? When he really showed his power, he was defeated in one move?" Everyone was shocked.
"We are irreconcilable!" A devilish aura evaporated from the body of the little prison emperor Han Prison, and boundless resentment rose into the sky. He couldn't stand being humiliated in front of so many people. He suddenly tried his best and jumped up and down again.
The sky turned into a dark sun, and the black light on it flashed everywhere, erupting the highest secret of the art of war.
The wheel of war!
With a loud roar, the Little Prison Emperor Han Prison came directly over, his breath layer by layer, crushing the entire space.
Fang Han took one step forward, and a stone map of one hundred thousand states in the heaven appeared on his palm. He shook his hand and took a picture, hitting it directly on the wheel of war.
ah!
The little prison emperor Han Yu screamed again, and the weapon wheel exploded. Black energy spread everywhere.
"Want to run?" Fang Han waved his sleeves, and all the black energy condensed in all directions. Then he stepped forward again, and the black energy condensed and was stepped on by him.
The body of the little prison emperor appeared again, lying on the ground, and Fang Han stepped on his head and trampled it hard. It was so miserable and humiliated that he almost wanted to commit suicide.
"What? The little prison emperor was trampled under his feet!"
"Is there something wrong with my eyes? How is it possible? It's definitely not true! The little prison emperor Han Prison is actually so humiliated. This... the reincarnation of an emperor."
"The reincarnation of the emperor has infinite power, but now he is trampled directly and his dignity is completely lost. Who is this Feng Yuan? Is he still a human? Is he a real saint?"
When everyone saw this scene, they all retreated, and then tried their best to see clearly. After three breaths of silence, everyone was basically sure that the little prison emperor Han Yu was defeated by Fang Han with one move.
It was impossible to even escape, they were trampled directly on the soles of my feet.
"brute!"
The little prison emperor Han Yu's face was stepped on by Fang Han. His eyes could only see the opponent's boots, but he could feel the eyes of many people. Immediately, boundless humiliation arose in his heart, which made him feel extremely sad.
He was going crazy: "How dare you step on me with your feet! You, I will crush you to ashes!"
Click!
Fang Han directly used force and crushed his head. The huge pain made the little prison emperor Han Yu scream again.
He struggled violently, and his head condensed into shape again. His face was like a devil, and his features were distorted. His body moved and jumped like a python.
However, a burst of light emitted from Fang Han's feet, which suppressed him again, and still trampled him firmly.