With the essence of the entire Beilang Mountain poured into the body of the Junhou, the vegetation on the entire Beilang Mountain began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye. The aura on the Junhou's body began to strengthen, and finally the aura became stronger and stronger.
It became more and more terrifying, and it remained just a thin line away from Bao Dan.
The limit of monks!
From holding the elixir to transforming the energy, the level gap is huge. For those who have never experienced the heavenly tribulation, the gap in the entire level of zhenqi is also huge, just like the gap between an iron sword and a wooden sword.
The current monarch has strengthened the "wooden sword" to the extreme in terms of sharpness and toughness. It's just a pity that he can't help but experience the small catastrophe and has never really condensed Yuan Dan. The wooden sword will always be
A wooden sword will not become an iron sword.
But even so, this level gap is already very huge.
Junhou finally slowly opened his eyes, and a sharp color flashed out from his eyes. This sharp color was so sharp that no one dared to look at him.
A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Junhou's mouth. His current state was extraordinary and could not be understood by common sense.
"For you, I have already used ten percent of my strength."
High in the sky, the night was extremely cold and the wind was blowing fiercely.
A monarch in this state is probably already one of the strongest states in the entire Southern Kingdom, the Kingdom of Jiang, and the Five Ancient Lands under Bao Dan!
And tonight, in order to deal with this formidable enemy that he had never seen before, the monarch used all his peak strength!
"Well, the fake pill-holding is the best." Chen Fan nodded and touched his chin. This monarch is really a bit strong. In this holy land, even if he calls for any expert from the Nine Heavens, he will not be able to defeat him.
If he doesn't get the pill, he can really run rampant in the world.
"Okay, then I will reluctantly give it a try." Chen Fan always felt that such a prince might not be enough for him to fight.
His body soared into the air and slowly flew into the void. Chen Fan faced the monarch. The monarch tightened his grip on the Fangtian Painted Halberd in his hand and pointed at Chen Fan from afar, "Please, I will use all my strength."
Come and deal with you!"
"Then, come on."
Under the moonlight, it's like a duel on the top of the Forbidden City.
Junhou roared, the corners of his eyes split open, and blood began to flow out. Junhou strode forward, holding the Fangtian Painted Halberd tightly in his hand, taking a deep breath, and lowered his posture a little,
Then, this body jumped up, and then drew a halberd from the sky and struck Chen Fan fiercely.
The moonlight hung high, and the spiritual energy under Fang Tian's painted halberd rubbed against the air and burned directly. With the halberd, the entire mountain trembled.
What a powerful blow!
Chen Fan's pupils just shrank slightly, he took a step forward, stepped forward, flicked his hand, like a flash of evil light, Po Jun appeared silently on his hand, raised it upward, and with a flash of dark light, struck at Fang Tian
The painted halberds collided together with a final "bang", and the blows collided together. Below, Wu Buzheng and Han Wuya both widened their eyes for a moment, witnessing the blow.
A sword and a halberd collided, and the golden light on Chen Fan's sword blade flashed like an explosion, buzzing, and the void trembled.
With a sudden flow of light, Fang Tian's painted halberd collapsed together with the leather army.
The blast was evenly matched.
The pinnacle of fake Baodan!
Chen Fan can actually display such strength!
Chen Fan's eyes were slightly cold, and his five fingers were like eagle hooks. As soon as he stepped forward, the palm grabbed him. The palm was locked like a prison, not giving this monarch a chance. With Chen Fan's fighting consciousness, this monarch
Hou Yuan is no match for Chen Fan.
Junhou's pupils shrank, but he was still fighting in a bloody battle, and his sense of combat was horribly sharp. Fang Tian raised his halberd and struck Chen Fan with his claws.
The collision of power, fire splashed, buzzing and trembling.
Once again, he grabbed the army and chopped it off.
Chen Fan rushed to attack, but the monarch passively accepted the attack. The two faced each other and fought for ten rounds in the blink of an eye. It made people's pupils shrink suddenly and they were dizzy! It is hard to imagine that this is the true strength of Chen Fan. The sword
The blade collided with the Junhou, and the Junhou gritted his teeth and refused to retreat at all.
After thirty rounds, Chen Fan had pierced more than a dozen holes in his body, but he could not touch Chen Fan at all.
"Spiritual violence!"
With a low shout, Chen Fan stepped forward first, with a cold look in his eyes. The exorcist stepped into the door with a blow, and a golden light exploded from his feet.
It's a pity that this monarch is not easy to mess with. He holds Fang Tian's painted halberd tightly in his hand, and black light fills the halberd, "Evil-killing halberd!"
It's not weaker than a blow from a spiritual storm, and the monarch is obviously extremely proficient in playing with this evil-killing halberd.
As soon as the evil-slaying halberd danced, it turned into a black horse in the void. This black horse then turned into a long black dragon, and blasted towards Chen Fan's golden light. With a spiritual storm, in the void
It completely spread out, which exposed the inadequacy of this spiritual attack.
The black horse trainer blasted in and dissolved under the golden light. When the spiritual storm disappeared, it could only barely offset the black horse trainer and did no harm to the monarch.
Chen Fan's pupils condensed, he stepped forward first, raised his fist, and shouted, "Da Ming Fist!"
From Chen Fan, the meaning of invincible belief emerged, Qi and blood surged out, covering the sky and the sun. This was purely a suppression of power. Countless demon souls were roaring in the Qi and blood, and the hysteria reached the extreme. Chen
Whenever this foot is stepped on, under this foot, the golden formation diagram of the Taishang Chapter also emerges, shining in the sky.
One punch, blast out!
Silently and without any trace, Tai Shangzhang punched out, an invisible and qualityless punch, and it went directly towards the prince.
Junhou's pupils suddenly shrank, and from his pupils, the shadow of a huge fist was vaguely outlined by this spiritual energy. This shadow was so huge, about the size of half the sky. Junhou was secretly shocked, but he didn't dare
There was a little bit of contempt, it turned out that at his level, he was worthy of fighting with this Chen Fan. His head was blown away by this fist. Junhou gritted his teeth and squeezed out from between the teeth.
In the middle, blood is flowing out.
"Come!" Today is definitely a life and death battle for him, and the prince does not dare to hide even half of his strength.
"Buddha hand."
Accompanied by a low cry, Junhou screamed, and the blood from his body exploded and surged out. Junhou screamed, and his entire face turned pale.
He wasn't very proficient in the pagoda hand yet, so he had no choice but to use it when faced with Chen Fan's punch.
This is also a mysterious attack.
From this, we can see how powerful this monarch is, and he even masters mysterious skills!
As soon as the pagoda hand came out, countless blood spread from the monarch's body, and rushed in front of him. In front of him, a bloody palm slowly appeared. The incomparable reality on this palm, even
There are also many small veins, meridians, etc., slowly withdraw with one palm.
Although the movements of Futu's hands were slow, they were firm and refused to move at all. "Bang", the Daming Fist came down.
The Fu Tu Shou and the Daming Fist fought fiercely. In this fight, the power reached its extreme, and the void seemed to be cracked. Fortunately, this power never hit this mountain peak, otherwise I am afraid that even this Beilang Mountain would be destroyed.
I can't withstand such a blow from the two of them!
The hysterical power poured out wantonly on Beilang Mountain, detonating the void.
"Oh my God!"
Seeing such a terrifying battle, the bandits below were dumbfounded. It was a pity that this scene of battle was not known to more people, but even so, it was enough to shock countless people.
What method is this??
This Chen Fan who came out of nowhere is really incredible!
"Come again!" Chen Fan was indifferent, raised his fist, and punched three times. One punch after another, the power of the Daming Fist became stronger with each punch. Until Chen Fan hit it with three punches, this Junhou
Finally he couldn't bear it any longer, and he vomited blood. A trace of disappointment flashed in Chen Fan's eyes.
Even if you are a prince, can't you let yourself fight to the fullest?
"Then let me show you a method you have never seen before." Chen Fan's eyes turned cold, and with a flick of his finger, a shadow slowly stood up from behind him, tall, terrifying and silent.