"The divine power of the universe, angry fist!"
The divine power of the Heavenly Martial Saint King surged, and his huge fist struck Yi Fan. The power it carried was extremely violent.
"It's boring." After getting a little addicted to fighting, Yi Fan didn't want to waste any more time.
I saw that his speed suddenly increased several times, and the moment after Tianwu Saint King launched his magical skill, he appeared directly in front of him in an extremely rough way.
With a slap, all the divine power in the world of all things and the angry fists will be extinguished in an instant.
The Tianwu Holy King was seen opening his mouth crookedly, one of his teeth was blown away, and his entire neck was twisted.
But the person has been photographed to the ground by him.
A large human-shaped pit appeared on the ground, and Tianwu Saint King lay in it, unable to dig out.
"Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"
Full of bad taste, Yi Fan raised his hand, looked at the stunned gods around him, and teased maliciously.
One second they were evenly matched, and the next second they showed overwhelming strength.
This sense of difference made everyone's expressions very interesting to Yi Fan.
"Big brother is so powerful. He knocked down the Holy King in one fell swoop. Sister Allan, did you see that?"
Even Xiaoyaozi, a group of people from the Shenyin tribe, burst into laughter, and the child who was rescued by Yi Fan even showed his teeth and claws.
It was as if the moment just now was his fault.
As for Alan next to him, his eyes were filled with brilliant lights.
No matter where they are, strong people can always attract attention.
Especially for women who are in love with love, it is a very fatal temptation.
Of course, Yi Fan's state of mind at this time was not that of a passionate young man.
Not to mention that I didn’t pay much attention to other people. Even if I knew about it, I would just smile indifferently and then leave it alone.
"call out!"
The figure of Holy King Xuanfeng appeared on the ground. His speed was so fast that no one except Yi Fan could see him clearly.
He stretched out his hand to lift up the Heavenly Martial Saint King in the pit, but was blocked by a white slap in front of him.
Before he could react too much, he only felt a pain on his face and flew back faster than when he came.
"Little ant, it's not your turn yet!"
I didn't feel anything was wrong at all, this slap came without any pressure at all.
His eyes were focused on the Tianwu Holy King in the pit. The force of that slap was not small. If he felt it right, the facial bones of the Tianwu Holy King were directly cracked by him.
From the slap mark on his face, the blood constantly spurting out, and the blurry eyes of the whole person, it can be seen very clearly.
Lifting one foot, Yi Fan seemed to turn into a cold demon at this moment.
He stepped on his head directly.
But this scene made him slightly trance-like.
If I remember correctly, he seemed to have his head stepped on by a female angel just like the Heavenly Martial Saint King in the pit.
At that time, his mind was not stable and he was troubled by many entanglements, so he did not choose to resist.
Looking back now, I still feel funny. Of course, it's more self-deprecating.
"If it were now, that female angel back then might be too dead to die anymore."
This is his transformation over the years, especially after his breakthrough a while ago, there is no flaw in his heart.
There is even a faint shift towards a cruel side, perhaps because it has been suppressed for too long.
"Bump!" I thought in my heart, but the movements of my feet did not stop.
Stomping on his head made the pit beneath him sink again.
"Uh-huh!"
The screams came from the mouth of Tianwu Saint King, allowing everyone in the God Clan to finally see the reality clearly.
"I didn't expect that he was just toying with them before! Isn't his method a little too cruel?"
Xiaoyaozi asked Fuxi cautiously, fearing that Yi Fan would hear him, and he seemed to have the same fear.
In response, the smile on Fuxi's face disappeared, his brows knitted together, and he didn't make any further judgments.
"Tianwu!"
"Tianwu Holy King!"
The Hundred Gods and Holy King Xuanfeng couldn't help shouting, and Yi Fan stepped on the head of Holy King Tianwu. The insult was obvious enough.
"If my guess is correct, don't you like games like this very much?"
He still had no intention of taking his foot away, and even stepped on it hard again.
Now these people from the God Race in front of Yi Fan are all his enemies.
"Since you choose to kill me, you must be willing to risk your life. Who do you think you are? You are just a bunch of ants. You really take yourself seriously."
Since he is an enemy, Yi Fan will not have any room to hold back.
It wouldn't be too much to treat the enemy a little cruelly, right? After all, they want his life.
He even said a second ago that he would take him back and torture him.
"kill him!"
After giving the order, the originally gentle Holy King Xuanfeng suddenly became a little colder.
And as soon as he finished speaking, the hundreds of gods around him who could no longer hold back all started rioting with divine power.
A small group of people gathered together, and with the combination of divine power, they turned into a golden circle-shaped rune, which quickly enveloped Yi Fan's sky.
The weapons in the hands of the gods responsible for the charge were already emitting a cold light, and the people were also rushing towards Yi Fan.
Suddenly, a finger gently blocked his eyes. Yi Fan looked at the sudden appearance of Holy King Xuanfeng without raising his eyes.
I saw that one of his slender fingers motionless blocked the fist of Holy King Xuanfeng.
"What!"
Xuanfeng Holy King's eyes narrowed. He had always been extremely confident in his speed, but the scene in front of him ruthlessly tore apart his most confident point.
Even the slap he received just now was just because he thought that he had not yet shown his true strength.
"kill!"
At this moment, the gods from all directions had already aimed their weapons at Yi Fan.
"Boring." He said in his mouth.
Yi Fan just took the finger that blocked Holy King Xuanfeng and tapped it a few times.
A chain with spikes stopped at the side of his waist.
Similarly, behind his back and above his head, there was a weapon that was standing still and strangely.
"He actually defeated the siege of hundreds of gods with just one finger. Who is he?"
Peacock awakened the divine power of the Immortality Realm, and his strength was pretty good, so he could see it more clearly.
Of course, the one who knew the most clearly was Fu Xi, but his state of mind for thousands of years did not allow him to express the surprise in his heart.
The corners of his mouth curled up, and Yi Fan drew a circle in the air with his fingers.
Immediately afterwards, a circle of energy, like a slash from a sword blade, quickly spread in the air.
The ring-shaped energy is like a line segment, which dissipates in the blink of an eye after scraping the bodies of the surrounding generals.
The next moment, everyone was confused.
Chapter completed!