On the twenty-first ring, Yang Fan faced off against Xie Zhong, the dark horse. In the square stands, few people were optimistic about Yang Fan. Even in an alien space, the big men from all sides, and the silver-robed deacons, no one liked Yang Fan. , The gap between the two is really too big, it is simply the difference between clouds and mud, Yang Fan just tried his best, not necessarily dangerous to a triple heavenly martial arts power, Xie Zhong, on the other hand, just used a little bit Power, even the secret of martial arts has not been used, it has the power to crush many Sixth Heavenly Martial Sects, as long as you are not blind, you can see what the outcome is! ! !
"Brother Yan, this is not necessarily!!!" Xu Baichuan smiled mysteriously, his eyes flashed with confidence. He didn't think Yang Fan would lose. Although Xie Zhong was great, Yang Fan was not a vegetarian. Never used it! ! !
"Difficult... Is it possible that Yang Fan can really come back? This... How could it be possible?" Yan Nanshan looked incredulous. No matter how he thought, he didn't think Yang Fan had the opportunity to turn defeat into victory. , But looking at Xu Baichuan's self-confident look, it doesn't seem to be playing mystery.
at this time... ... ...
On the twenty-first ring.
"Xie Zhong, just because you want to interrupt my arm, go back and practice for another two hundred years!!!" Yang Fan twitched, and a touch of unspeakable disdain passed.
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"... ... ....
Endless silver light shot out from every cell in Yang Fan's body, overwhelming the sky, and the whole body surged wildly, without restraint, everywhere, there was the sound of broken space, and the terrifying aura suddenly swept the entire ring!
The earth trembles! The sky trembles! ! !
Almost at the same time, Yang Fan's figure was also tall and tall, and in the blink of an eye, his whole person turned into a silver giant with a height of five feet and a half, as if the ancient gods descended to the world, majestic and majestic, covering the sky and the sun, pointing the sky and the earth. , People have a sense of horror that can't be beaten! ! !
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"...
A series of terrifying hurricanes erupted from between the hairs of Yang Fan's body. The wind was like a dragon, breaking through the sky, sweeping the world, and shattering everything! ! !
"Ah! There is something to hide, Yang Fan really hides his strength, is it possible that he... he can really counterattack in desperate situation?" Yan Nanshan was shocked and inexplicably shaken in his heart. At this moment, Yang Fan The aura that broke out was no longer under the power of a few high-rank Wuzong.
"Break it for me!!!"
Yang Fan also slapped it out. This was its first eruption after the profound iron battle body became a master. Compared with the profound iron battle body of the Xiaocheng stage, the profound iron battle body after the Dacheng stage had a qualitative mutation, which directly caused Yang Fan's strength, defense, stamina, endurance... have skyrocketed dozens of times. The horror of the power contained in this fist far exceeds three quadrillion yuan of supernatural power. This is the result of many high-rank Wuzongs. A terrifying force capable of generating great energy and exploding, everything in all directions is in a state of destruction everywhere, like a demon god destroying the world, destroying the world! ! !
"Rumble!!!"
The two palms collided, like the collision of two wild beasts, in all directions, the sound of stars exploding in an endless stream, countless mushroom clouds, transpiring, just like three disasters and nine disasters! ! !
"Puff..." Xie Zhong Yangtian spit out a big mouthful of blood, and then burst back. On the body, a series of shocking, spider-web-like cracks were shaken out! ! !
This confrontation directly caused Xie Zhong to be hit hard! ! !
If it explodes with full strength, Xie Zhong is not even afraid of the Nine Heavens Wuzong's great power, and even has the challenge of the top Wuzong's great power. Unfortunately, he really despises Yang Fan too much. He has not even played the three-tier combat power. That palm, Although it is strong, it is only equivalent to a full blow from the general Seventh Heavenly Martial Sect's great power, and the power is less than a trillion yuan of supernatural power. When he realizes that it is not good and wants to use his full strength, there is no time! ! !
With less than one trillion powers against nearly four trillion powers! ! !
The result is self-evident, it is Xie Zhong's luck that he has not been directly blown up! ! !
"How... how could it be, you... how could you have such a terrifying power?" Xie Zhong was horrified, his voice faintly mixed with panic, Yang Fan. With a punch, he deeply understood that Yang Fan was absolutely the same as him, and was the top powerhouse in the second grade of evildoers.
"Go to hell and ask Hades to go!!!" With a cold cry, Yang Fan didn't give Xie Zhong a chance to breathe, and directly blasted the void. At that Xie Zhong, a palm fell on his head. In an instant, it was nearly four thousand. Trillions of great power swept the world, like the wrath of the ancient gods, shattering everything! ! !
"Roar! Damn aphids, I really thought I could not eat this seat, die to this seat, the big mudra of the demon!!!" Yang Fan's step by step pressing hard, completely aroused Xie Zhong's ferociousness. At this moment, I can't take care of it anymore. What kind of play to abuse Yang Fan, directly sacrificed his own ultimate move.
"Rumble!!!"
The billowing demon energy rioted crazily, and in an instant, it formed a big hand covering the sky and sun. This big hand, the size of a dozen acres of land, surrounded by ancient magic patterns, flashed, and the aura was extremely evil, just like the hands of the ancient gods. In the space in all directions, faintly visible, countless ferocious monsters are roaring and roaring! ! !
"Rumble!!!"
Xie Zhong's big handprint of the Heavenly Demon, and Yang Fan's shocking palm, bombarded together, shaking the sky, and the mountains and rivers shattered! ! !
Less than a breath.
"Puff..."
The big handprints of the Heavenly Demon that covered the sky and the sun suddenly collapsed. Xie Zhong Yangtian spouted blood again, and his breath was a little languid. The palm of Yang Fan before was so terrifying that it almost blasted him to life, even if it was sacrificed at this moment. With a killer move, he can't display half of his combat power in his heyday, and he hurts and hurts instantly! ! !
"Damn aphids, when this seat is wounded, you must be good-looking aphids! Roar!!!" Xie Zhong roared in his heart, like the injured beast, killing intent to the sky, thinking that since he walked out of the land of inheritance, Since participating in the Battle of Qingyun Bang, when have you suffered such a big loss! ! !
"I'm not dead yet, give me another punch!!!"
Yang Fan was so powerful that he did not give Xie Zhong any time to heal his injuries. He punched Xie Zhong again! ! !
"Roar! Damn aphids, you are deceiving too much!!!" Xie Zhong, who was forced to have no choice but to once again aroused the devilish energy of his whole body, sacrificed the big handprints of the heavenly devil! ! !
The two banged against each other, and Yang Fan had the absolute upper hand, not to mention that Xie Zhong at this moment was injured and his combat power plummeted again.
"Ah! Puff..."
Without any accident, Xie Zhong broke out again, blood spurting in his mouth, his face pale and scary.
"Fuck! I didn't... You read it right, it was Yang Fan who had the upper hand, how... How could this be?" The script shouldn't be like this at all, it shouldn't. Was it Xie Zhong's cruel murder of Yang Fan? No matter how the blink of an eye, everything turned upside down.
"Yang Fan, let me recover from the injury, and I will wait for a fair fight!!!" Once again, he confronted Yang Fan, and Xie Zhong let out a stern roar. If this continues, he must let Yang Fan live to death. , At the same time, there is a faint unwillingness in the voice. If you don't underestimate the enemy at first, and don't want to play with Yang Fan, you will directly use your full strength, you will never fall into such a situation! ! !
"Wait for you to recover from your injury, and then a fair fight?" Yang Fan's mouth curled up, revealing a playful smile.
"Yes, Yang Fan is a man, so give this seat a fair chance, otherwise, even if you win this seat, it is not martial arts!!" Hearing this, Xie Zhong felt a glimmer of hope in his heart. "Younger Yang Fan, when this seat recovers from his injuries, it will be your death date!!!"
But at this moment...
"Xie Zhong, your mother didn't wake up!!!" Yang Fan's ruthless words instantly shattered Xie Zhong's last hope. It's really a fair fight if he is a fool. When awe-inspiring wants to torture himself, why don't he want to be fair to himself! ! !
"Pick me again!!!" Yang Fan blasted the void again, and rushed towards Xie Zhong.
"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"...
Xie Zhong roared again and again, furiously resisted, but unfortunately it was just a dying struggle. Each punch made his injury heavier, that is, just two breaths. Xie Zhong didn't know how many mouthfuls of blood he vomited, all over his body. The top and bottom are covered with criss-cross gaps, densely white bones, clearly visible, the whole person, like the broken porcelain jar that has just been glued, may be completely broken at any time! ! !
"Roar! The last punch will blow you up!!!"