The moment the fist was only a fist away from the three of them, the surrounding void began to twist, and countless black lights floated around, turning into a crack.
From the crack, a not-so-strong arm stretched out and tightly grasped the fist!
The blood-red laws all over the sky gathered on the fist and fell, but in an instant, they all collapsed and dissipated, as if nothing had happened.
Looking at the sky where the Taoist in Tsing Yi stood just now, there was no one there anymore, there was only a black crack that was gradually healing.
"This is...the law of space."
Many saints swallowed subconsciously. This speed was simply terrifying!
Man Yuan, on the other hand, had his eyes wide open, veins on his arms popped out, and the aura of law all over his body was surging. He stared at this arm and the person slowly walking out of the black crack, and let out a
He howled angrily: "I don't believe it! Someone can stop my fist from Manshan, not to mention, your aura is clearly only the early stage of sainthood!"
Rumble~
The torrent of blood and energy continued to riot, turning into patches of blood curtains, becoming more and more dazzling.
The surrounding earth and space were rapidly shattering, but the man struck by this punch did not move at all, just looking at the mountain coldly.
Manshan's hand was also in the huge eruption, and the clothes on his hand were shattered inch by inch, revealing an ever-expanding fist!
The five-meter-tall figure was punched, but his fist was clenched by a seemingly small figure in green, full of indifference and calmness.
It seemed like I had done something trivial.
"Do you want to die?" Wang Shuo's voice sounded leisurely, and the law on his hand began to erupt and twisted suddenly.
Click~
Bones exploded, flesh and blood twisted, and the entire hand made a crackling sound under this twist. Countless bloody lights shattered and could no longer be condensed.
All the vitality and breath in the world seemed to be gathered in this man. He was like the god of this world, omnipotent.
The rolling torrent of heaven and earth, and the oppressive aura like a collapse of the sky, never cease to make Man Shan feel terrified.
This feeling was so terrifying and frightening that he didn't even have time to scream and couldn't care less about the pain on his hands.
He used the law directly to break his arm, and he turned around and ran away in fear!
Long Po next to her swallowed her saliva subconsciously. The Taoist in Qingyi in front of her was very familiar to her. Isn't he the master of Daoshan?
How did this person come here, and why is he with this aura... countless times more terrifying than the mountain master of Duanlong Mountain?
"Let's go! If you don't go, you will die here." Long Po's heart trembled, not daring to stay any longer, and fled in the opposite direction of Manshan, hoping to leave here before this Taoist took action!
In the Nanman Palace, countless figures flew out, and they felt the aura coming out after the bloody light curtain outside was shattered.
Originally, this blood-colored light curtain was used to isolate the changes, auras, and battles inside, but it was broken by Wang Shuo. These auras, battles, and aftermath could no longer be hidden.
The explosive breath kept spewing out, and as a large group of people rushed out, an extremely strong and savage man wearing a golden crown and animal skin appeared at the front of the crowd!
"Who dares to kill someone at the gate of Nanman Palace? It's still too late to kneel down and kill yourself to apologize. Otherwise, if I, Maner, take action, it will not be as simple as death. I will make you taste all the pain and torture!"
The man with the golden crown shouted loudly.
but……
Before these people could rush over, the four swords beside Wang Shuo had gradually risen and turned into four sword arrays, falling in the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest.
Under the sword formation.
The breath of the Three Thousand Laws envelopes every corner of this world.
There is also the oppressive feeling of heaven, as terrifying as the sky falling!
Manshan was about to rush out, but at the last moment, he was locked and enveloped by the outer aura of the sword formation, and his whole body was frozen in place.
I felt an unprecedented sense of crisis and the illusion of dying.
What... is this? This feeling is too scary.
In the aura locked by the Zhuxian Sword Formation, Man Shan couldn't help but turn around, glanced behind him, and saw a dazzling sword falling from the sky, turning into infinite sword energy, and rushing towards him from all directions.
.
At this moment, his whole body was trembling, wanting to escape from here and leave this sword formation.
However, he found that his body could no longer move.
He could feel that dozens of imprisoning laws were intertwined and constantly changing on his body...
Dozens of confinement laws, how could this... happen?
How could someone practice so many laws?
"This is impossible!!"
There are so many laws, how could someone teach so many laws and cultivate to become a saint!
He was startled and scared.
His eyes kept widening, and the fear in his eyes had turned into reality.
In the end, he struggled like crazy, trying to break free from these laws.
Unfortunately, there are many laws that cannot be broken away from.
The superposition of these laws and their solidification are like dozens of chopsticks connected together. How could a normal person break them all at once?
"No...I don't want to die!"
The barbaric mountains are constantly roaring. Since they cannot all be lifted at once, can these laws be lifted one by one?
He tried to solve them one by one, exhausting all his abilities.
From the first, second, to the tenth, twenty...
However, the speed is still too slow, and it is impossible to solve these laws before the sword light falls!
Not far away, Man'er, the master of the Southern Barbarian Palace, shouted loudly: "If you dare to kill my Barbarian general, I will throw you into the Southern Barbarian Black Water Prison, and you will sink in the torture of black water erosion forever, and you will not be able to live or die!"
Boom~
None of his words stopped the sword light from falling.
The green-robed Taoist looked at Man'er in the distance with contempt, as if many saints and masters were not worth mentioning in his eyes!
These are just local chickens and dogs.
"Damn it! You are seeking your own death!" Maner was furious, his eyes becoming vicious and angry.
And the barbaric mountain exploded with a bang in the light of the sword. Countless pieces of flesh and blood collapsed and fester, and in the end nothing was left.
In the end, only half of the skull remained, falling to the ground with countless blood rain and minced meat.
There was a small piece of hair stuck to the skull, and some red and white plasma could be seen, which was particularly scary.
Man Shan's tragic death made all the Barbarians feel numb.
My heart kept beating, and I swallowed subconsciously.
This was an existence at the pinnacle of a saint, but he couldn't even resist and fell directly!