"Is this man crazy? He is not looking for death like this. He actually dares to rush directly into the barbarian army to fight against the Winter Cave Army Lord? Does he really think that the hundreds of millions of barbarian troops are just paper? He is playing this kind of game among the armies.
A trick to take the admiral's head?"
Seeing this scene, a group of law enforcement disciples from the Heavenly Prison were also quite surprised.
"This man is indeed crazy, or else he thinks that the Wangpin Immortal Weapon is invincible in the world. The barbarian army has already set up a formation, evolving thousands of time and space, and various formations. I am afraid that he was surrounded before he could rush to the army leader.
.It is not very good to directly bombard from the sky and fight the military leader, but it is actually deep inside."
"In this case, even if he dies, we won't be able to get the Oniwu Sacred Picture."
"Humph, this person is not a fool. Although he doesn't know how high the sky is, he won't do it even if he is willing to die. He must have a trump card, but we must also be prepared to mobilize the thunder overlord Dakui Tianzhu Dao in the Nine Heavens and Nine Earths.
Use this technique to defeat the barbarian army with one strike."
"Really? But this Taoist technique requires all of us to cooperate and cooperate fully to burn life together. The magic power must also be accurate without any mistakes."
"Don't worry, we have deduced it many times in the Ten Thousand Life Thunder Pond."
A group of heavenly prison law enforcement disciples were making calculations and plans again. The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Deep in the barbarian army, on the barbaric throne, the Lord of Winter Cave suddenly stood up and seemed to be angered by Fang Han's bold behavior. A cruel smile appeared on his tattooed face.
, holding it in the palm, a barbarian military flag appeared on the palm, waved it violently, making a hunting sound, and the killing energy immediately increased greatly. All the barbarian troops received the order and gathered towards the center. The black energy filled the air and eroded out in time and space.
Wormhole after wormhole.
In the void, there are obstacles everywhere that are as close as the end of the world.
Pairs of barbarian generals, warriors, and fighters joined forces to cover the entire space, launched attacks, and bombarded Fang Han's shadow, trying their best to consume the power of Oniwu Shengtu.
In the alien space, masters from other worlds one after another used the Immortal Technique of Destruction against Fang Han. Thousands of billions of attacks were piled on top of each other towards Fang Han.
At this moment, even the saints will perish.
This kind of siege has gone beyond the limit, with one person fighting against an army of a race.
However, Fang Han didn't know what kind of Taoist magic he had cast. The wings on his back were flickering, and the Oniwu Holy Picture wrapped around him. He seemed to have jumped out of the three realms, walking freely, and was immune to all attacks. Not a single attack fell on him.
on the body.
He was like a shadow, tangible and insubstantial, shuttling back and forth among the barbarian armies and alien armies. He quickly approached the core barbarian throne. The attacks of those armies failed one after another, and instead he hurt himself.
For a moment, no one expected that Fang Han had such an ability, which caused a commotion among the barbarian army. Time and space collapsed and shattered everywhere. Pieces of space-time crystals were blasted by magic power, and the world was in a state of great destruction.
state.
Whoosh!
Fang Han reached the core of the barbarian army, approached the barbarian throne, and saw the saint, the leader of the barbarian army, standing up from the barbarian throne.
This Winter Cave military leader was tall and majestic, two heads taller than Fang Han. He had a huge back and thick waist, and the dense tattoos all over his body would make people unforgettable once they take one look at him.
After getting really close to this barbarian saint, Fang Han felt a suffocating smell. The other person's body made random movements, as if he had arrived naked in the ancient wild world and was surrounded by countless wild beasts.
Moreover, Fang Han felt that the Oniwu Saint Picture was suppressed by this barbarian saint. At this moment, he was really facing a saint, a powerful military leader, fighting alone.
However, the more suppressed his breath, the more fighting spirit in his heart became more and more boiling. He even knew that he lacked the training of fighting spirit. If he could fight to the death with the barbarian saint this time, it would definitely be very helpful for him to break through the way of saint.
Big benefit.
"Human monk? You are alone and dare to break into my army of 350 billion barbarian warriors. I, the Lord of the Winter Cave, admire your courage very much. I will kill you and make you into a puppet.
Place it on the altar, now tell me, what are your last words?"
A strong spiritual fluctuation and savage aura passed into Fang Han's mind.
"Stop talking nonsense and fight!" Fang Han shook his body and turned into thirty-three shadows. He punched out thirty-three times the vast combat power.
The reason why he went deep into the barbarian army was to better display his unique skills. A hearty battle was blocked by the endless dense barbarian army, and people outside could not see what was happening inside.
Each of the thirty-three shadows has transformed into a different form of Fang Han, interpreting different martial arts methods with different temperaments. There are the elegance and dexterity of the way of stealing the sky, the heaviness of the way of holding the sky, and the way of mending the sky.
The compassion of the Tao, and the domineering toughness of the Tao of Collapse of Heaven...
Fang Han made great progress in martial arts. Under the initiation of Tianchan Buddha Emperor, he also gained all the martial arts experience and martial arts mysteries of this Supreme Immortal Emperor. He digested them one by one, and the Thirty-Three Heavenly Creation Divine Fist entered a more magical state.
Unpredictable invincibility. Between the use of the divine fist, a door of creation was opened on the head of each body, and the power of creation like a long river fell down inside, causing Fang Han's thirty-three bodies to evolve into
The prototype of the artifact of creation.
The realm of the unity of heaven and earth is fully unfolded.
At this moment, Fang Han's entire body transformed into the original form of the divine weapon of creation, fighting strong against strong and delivering a devastating blow to the barbarian saint.
Buzz!
A circle of light waves spread outward, and the barbarian saint's barbarian throne clicked and cracked, and then suddenly disintegrated and turned into powder. This barbarian throne is a top-quality fairy weapon. How can it withstand Fang Han's current fist wind?
It was broken with one punch and turned into flying ash. All the energy was sucked away by Fang Han's punch and integrated into the power of his own boxing, adding even more strength.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang... A series of explosion sounds came from the side of the Saint Army Lord Dongcao, but there were some barbarian guards, all of them exploded and torn apart between Fang Han's punches.
, even some barbarian warriors at the Yuanxian level could not withstand the aftermath of Fang Han's punch.
"Thirty-three times the combat power! The Divine Fist of Creation that makes us barbarians frightened..." Seeing Fang Han's starting position and fist wind, the sage military leader instantly understood the power of the fist technique.
At that time, the Immortal King of Creation swept across the barbarians and killed countless ancient heroes of the barbarians. Masters at the level of Tianjun all fell under this set of divine fists. When encountering this divine fist, as long as they are barbarians, they will feel deep in their souls.
Produce trembling.
"kill!"
The eyes of hatred shot out from the eyes of the barbarian saint Army Lord Dongku. He moved. The supreme saint moved. As soon as he moved his hand, he unleashed the power of the saint. His five fingers were arched.
The breath emanating from a finger was earth-shattering, covering the sky and turning into five Optimus Primes.
The tattoos on his body also came to life, evolving into divine pictures, holy pictures, and Tao pictures, rotating around his body.
With one strike of his palm, he actually used the power of his physical body to defeat Fang Han's thirty-three-day creation divine fist, which had thirty-three times the combat power.
Boom! Two divine powers clashed in the center of the core of the barbarian army, and a huge storm swept out, forming hundreds of millions of storm dragons, destroying countless barbarian and alien warriors.
Fang Han's whole body was cracked, with dense porcelain-like cracks appearing on his body, which was shocking. The Oni Wu Shengtu was hit and flew into the air, leaving his side.
As for the barbarian saint military leader, blood seeped out of his body and his tattoos were stained with blood, but his face was heavy, and the aura on his body was shaking, getting stronger and stronger. It seemed that the injury made him excited. This saint is really not that easy.
Defeated, Fang Han was able to calmly contend even though he exerted thirty-three times his combat power to kill him.
"Now that you know the Divine Fist of Creation, I can't keep you anymore. You will be the biggest enemy of our barbarians in the future. The Barbarian God comes to the world, the Savage Divine Fist!"
The Saint Army Lord Dongcao's whole body exploded, and his tattoos were vivid. He clenched his big hand, and a storm condensed in his palm, turning into a barbaric fist, and bombarded Fang Han. In one step, Fang Han felt the change of time and space, and he
Coming to a civilized desert, everything is savage, wild, cruel and naked.
This punch fully demonstrated the power of the saint.
"What a powerful barbaric way, destroying and trampling civilization with barbarism!" Fang Han seemed to feel that many civilizations in his Book of Era felt like they were being trampled on.
He raised his whole body's strength again, and a wave of Heaven-Building Crystal Mist merged into his body. In an instant, he reached the peak of his aura, and the Thirty-Three-Day Divine Fist of Creation struck out.
At the same time, Oniwu Shengtu flew over again to destroy it.
The two masters collided together again, blood and fire intertwined. In an instant, the true energy exploded, the space exploded, all the vitality was swept away, and the world turned into chaos. It seemed that an old era had perished and a new one had been destroyed.
The era was born.
boom!
Saint Army Lord Dongku used his barbaric ways, earth-shattering boxing skills, and carried the power of the Saint to actually defeat thirty-three times the combat power and hit Fang Han on the chest.
This punch turned many of the crystals in Fang Han's body into ashes, and countless ancestors in the Kingdom were wiped out. Fang Han's body lost half of its vitality in this blow.
But in an instant, countless crystal mist filled the air, and his body was rapidly repairing at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye. It was as if time was going backwards, and he actually regained the vitality he had at his peak.
"kill!"
His body was fully unfolded, his arms and legs were stretched out, and thirty-three times of his combat power was continuously displayed, besieging the Winter Cave Saint again.
The Winter Cave Saint Army Leader's face turned cold: "How can you have such a strong recovery ability..."