No matter how little prison emperor Han Yu struggled, changed, and displayed supreme mystical skills, he was no match for Fang Han and was always trampled under his feet. Fang Han's feet were like the king of the mountain suppressed by the ancient seal, exuding
The power that came out suppressed the saint and suppressed the emperor, as if the heavenly king was reincarnated.
"Damn it!"
Seeing the "Little Prison Emperor" being humiliated like this, the leader of the Five Mountains Divine Sect, Shengzi, finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Wang Chong, the reincarnation of the "Power Saint", suddenly took action and struck out with one move, roaring with his thoughts, "Strengthen the mountains and rivers!"
This move was a sneak attack, a silent attack that exploded after reaching Fang Han's back. In the blink of an eye, a giant power king flashed out of his fist, and he grabbed the big floor block with both hands.
, images of violent throwing.
This punch is purely fierce power, without any thoughts of demons, Taoists, gods, or Buddhas mixed in it. It is as pure and transparent as crystal. It is the rule of force and the expression of force.
The power of the mountains and rivers is unparalleled.
Everyone saw that the punch struck Fang Han in the back with a loud bang.
The moment it came into contact with Fang Han's body, a ball of scorching sun light suddenly exploded from behind him, sending out a bright flame, directly counterattacking, disintegrating all the power, and then counterattacked.
ah!
The whole body of Wang Chong, the reincarnation of the Power Saint, was burning with flames. The dragon-slaying fire was mixed with the spiritual stone fire, which wrapped around his body, burning and refining it fiercely.
Not only did the forceful move he sent out suddenly not cause any harm to Fang Han, but it was reflected by the Gang Qi, and his whole body was covered in flames, causing him to scream in agony.
While Wang Chong screamed, he entered the group of saints of the Five Mountains Divine Sect. Those saints were unable to dodge and were slightly contaminated by the flames on their bodies. Suddenly everyone turned into a burning torch.
This flame can also be contagious.
Fang Han's flame is the dragon-slaying fire, coupled with the spiritual stone true fire condensed from the energy collected from the Little Stone Emperor's God-conferring Monument, two by two, combined with the Red Emperor Fire Emperor's aura in the Great Five Elements Technique, it is enough to
Refining Yuanxian.
"What kind of flame is this? Monster! Put out the flame first and then talk."
Several leading disciples of the Five Mountains Divine Sect were immediately shocked, but after all, they were all people who had seen the world. They immediately joined forces and drew a dark cloud in the sky. Then there was a thunderbolt, and raindrops of nectar fell, gradually suppressing the fire.
After a while, these disciples extinguished the fire, and each one of them lay on the ground with his body scorched black.
Even if an ancestor is burned by this flame, his whole body's essence will burn violently, and even his lifespan will be affected and drastically reduced.
And these burning essences, laws, and lifespans will enter Fang Han's body as a supplement. This is the domineering power of Fang Han's magic.
"This is a small lesson to let you, the people of the Five Mountains Divine Sect, know what can and cannot be offended." Fang Han still put his foot on the face of the little prison emperor, stood with his hands behind his back, and glanced at Wuyue.
The people of Shenzong felt a chill in their courage.
Many masters of the Xuanyuan Family were shocked and stunned, especially Xuanyuan Chixiao who clamored to harvest Xu Muyun immediately. His face was earthy and he kept retreating.
Xuanyuan Kong, Xuanyuan Ji, and Xuanyuan Xiu, the leaders of the three holy sons, stand side by side, communicating with each other with their magic powers, and are ready to strike with thunder at any time.
The structure of the entire huge pagoda also began to change.
The current world is a "Xuanyuan Holy Tower" formed by the combination of the Holy Son's Qi and magic weapons of the Xuanyuan family, in which all evils cannot be invaded and all laws cannot be broken.
The leaders of the three holy sons immediately made plans to use the power of the "Xuanyuan Holy Tower" to suppress Fang Han.
Fang Han's eyes suddenly glanced over.
"Feng Yuan, don't be arrogant. This is the Xuanyuan Holy Tower of our Xuanyuan family. You are not allowed to act wild. How can you stand up to all our saints by yourself? Quickly release the little prison emperor Han Yu and his brother,
Otherwise, don’t blame our men for being ruthless.”
Xuanyuan Ji roared.
"Feng Yuan, do you think that the Five Mountains Divine Sect and our Xuanyuan Family will start a full-scale war with the Yuhua Sect? Let me tell you, if you act rashly, all the saints of the Yuhua Sect will die here today." Xuanyuan Kong also shouted angrily, stimulating his vitality.
, everyone suddenly felt suffocated, and the space solidified.
"Fellow Taoists of the Five Mountains Divine Sect, please quickly activate your Mother Cauldron, communicate with our vitality, and join forces to suppress this monster!" Xuanyuan Ji roared again.
"These days, there are so many people who are not afraid of death." Fang Han shook his head: "Don't say that the saint sons of your two sects join forces, no matter how many families and sects join forces, they are not enough for me to kill. By the way, Xuanyuan
Ji, was it you who attacked Xu Muyun just now and used your unique skill to shake the heart? I will cut off your dog paws and extract this magical power from you as punishment!"
While he was speaking, Fang Han waved his palm, and a blade of the river of destiny slashed through it. The light was so powerful that all the vitality in the Xuanyuan Holy Tower was frozen, and it could not move no matter how hard it was moved.
Fang Han's footsteps trampled on the face of the little Prison Emperor Han Prison with one foot, and stamped on the ground with the other foot. The vitality was input into the Xuanyuan Holy Tower, imprisoning all the cores of the formation.
ah!
There was another scream, and Xuanyuan Ji's wrist was cut off by the flash of Fang Han's sword. The power of the fateful sword light imprisoned his wrist, making it impossible for his severed hand to grow back.
Fang Han grabbed the void again, and a vortex appeared. Xuanyuan Ji tightened his body and actually flew up, projecting into the palm of his hand.
"Stop!" Xuanyuan Xiu and Xuanyuan Kong took action at the same time, attacking Fang Han in an attempt to rescue Xuanyuan Ji.
"The pearl of rice also shines with brilliance?" Fang Han shook his head, raised two fingers respectively, and two angry dragon-like infuriating energy rushed out, forcing the two of them to retreat.
Click!
Xuanyuan Ji flew over, and was pinched by Fang Han's big hands by the neck, as if he was lifting a chicken, and a gurgling sound came from his throat.
Xuanyuan Ji just used the "Shaking Heart Palm" to capture Xu Muyun, and was extremely arrogant, but now he was pinched by the neck and held in his hand by Fang Han, struggling again and again, which made people feel a huge contrast.
"Brother Feng!"
The Little Ax Emperor Xuanyuan Po's face changed, "Don't be cruel, give our Xuanyuan family some kindness so that we can meet again in the future."
"I know this." Fang Han grabbed the top of Xuanyuan Ji's head with one hand. Xuanyuan Ji's face was blood red, as if all the blood in his body had been drained, and he roared: "Ah! Feng Yuan, you dare to drain the magical power from my body, I
I will not let you go, even the saints and emperors in our family will not let you go."
Fang Han remained unmoved at all. He raised his palm and grabbed a powerful martial arts rune from the top of the opponent's head.
This group of martial arts runes is a mark in the shape of a palm. In the palm of the palm, there are circles of concentric circles. These are the heart-shaking runes practiced by Xuanyuan Ji.
"Come on, Xu Muyun, I'll compensate you with this magical power." With a flick of his finger, the rune on his palm flew out and entered Xu Muyun's body.
Xu Muyun's body trembled, and all his clothes made a noise. Like a big flag in the wind, a mountain-like aura emanated, and his magic power surged.
The Heart-Shaking Divine Palm is a martial arts secret that Xuanyuan Ji has practiced so hard. It was penetrated into Xu Muyun's body. After refining, she can compete with Yuan Xian with this secret skill!
"Okay, you can get out. This time it's for Xuanyuan Po's sake, otherwise I will devour you directly and destroy you physically and mentally." Fang Han threw it away casually, like a dead dog, and beat Xuanyuan to the extreme
Thrown to the ground.
Bang! Xuanyuan was rolling like a gourd on the ground, with all face lost and dignity humiliated. Many saints of the Xuanyuan family were silent, shrouded in a deep fear.
"Your name is Xuanyuan Chixiao, right? Want to marry Xu Muyun as your concubine? Come out."
Fang Han threw away Xuanyuan Ji, glanced around, and saw Xuanyuan Chixiao among the many saints, a young man wearing gold-painted clothes and holding a long Xiao in his hand.
"Feng Yuan, don't act recklessly, my master is a saint from the Five Sacred Sect..."
Xuanyuan Chixiao's expression changed, but his tone was tough, and he coldly greeted the other party with a threatening tone.
"Kneel down and talk!"
Fang Han flicked his sleeves.
A vast force of vitality suppressed him, and Xuanyuan Chixiao's whole body was compressed so hard that his bones cracked, and he knelt directly on the ground, with his clothes torn everywhere.
"You!" Xuanyuan Chixiao struggled but couldn't get up. He could only keep kneeling and his face turned red: "Feng Yuan, you have to know that my master is Master Wei, the saint of the Five Mountains Divine Sect. Everyone respects you.
If you actually treat me like this, you will completely arouse his anger and kill you."
"What is Grandmaster Wei? If he comes to me, I will ask him to kneel down too!" Fang Han said one sentence, which almost scared everyone to death. He was not even afraid of the saint! What kind of power is this,
What a powerful background?
"Arrogant." Xuanyuan Chixiao almost choked to death: "After you get out, you will pay the price for your arrogance."
"Xuanyuan Chixiao! Are you looking for death? Why don't you kowtow and apologize!" Little Ax Emperor Xuanyuan Po was shocked, "Brother Feng, don't be angry, I will punish him."
"It's good to be so tough." Fang Han ignored Little Ax Emperor Xuanyuan Po at all, "This is a member of your Xuanyuan family. He is arrogant and cannot understand current affairs. Keeping such a person will not be of any benefit to your Xuanyuan family.
It’s just trouble caused by disaster.”
"Be merciful!" Upon hearing these words, Little Ax Emperor Xuanyuan Po felt something was wrong. Just as he was about to stop him, a strong force emitted from Fang Han's body, forcing him to retreat continuously. Then he saw Fang Han in the air.
A palm.
Bo!
Xuanyuan Chixiao's body was exploded like a rotten watermelon.
A lot of vitality was flying in the air. Fang Han opened his mouth and took a breath. All the vitality was sucked into his mouth, turned into a dragon shape, and disappeared without a trace. The majestic Xuanyuan Chixiao, who would rather die than surrender, and the disciple of Master Wei, the saint of the Five Mountains Divine Sect, were directly killed in this way.
It was refined, entered into the Tian Mending Furnace, and turned into Heaven Mending Qi.