As soon as Vulcan comes out, who will fight! ! !
Lu Zhan at this moment is really too terrifying and terrifying, as if the ancient god of fire was resurrected, and the power was so powerful that many Sizhongtianzhen country martial lords were inferior. In an instant, in all directions, countless warriors looked at Yang Fan as if looking. To the dead, no one thinks that Yang Fan will be spared! ! !
"Hahaha.... Good! Good! Good! Little beast, you also have today, retribution! This is retribution!!!" Shen Tianzong laughed again, his voice was indescribable. , At this moment, he finally had the hope of revenge. He didn't believe it. In such a situation, Yang Fan, a little beast with his hole cards, could stand up! ! !
Seven Star Sect camp.
"Yang Fan (Senior Brother Yang Fan), please don't have anything to do!!!" Everyone, including Sect Master Han Qianye, suddenly mentioned their throats. Yang Fan is the hope of their Seven-Star Sect and the future of their Seven-Star Sect. Once Yang Fan had three longs and two shorts, the consequences would be unimaginable.
On the ring.
After being intoxicated by his invincible power, Lu Zhan's mouth cracked, and a cruel smile crossed, "The humble aphid, the game is over, no matter how strong your flesh is, you will only die today!!! "
"Vulcan destroys the world!!!"
"Rumble!!!"
The same move, but with this punch, the power has increased by several times. The infinite flame beast rushes out, like a world of flames descending, crushing everything in the world, and the power contained in it far exceeds three million truths. The power of Yuan, this violent power, has the power to push three thousand worlds horizontally, destroy the universe, condense the sun and the moon, and collapse the power of the ages, and in an instant, it will crush and kill a four-fold Heavenly Martial Lord.
Wherever the power passes, countless spaces are all annihilated into slag, and large swathes of void have directly evolved into vast chaos! ! !
This is a desperate punch, an unmatched punch! ! !
Participate in Tianjiao seats.
At this moment, the ancient well has never waved, as if there is nothing in the world that can be placed in the eyes of the prince Yingzheng. At this moment, there is finally a slight change, and there is a solemn touch in his eyes, "Good Lv Zhan, this prince sees I still underestimated you, you are qualified to fight this prince!!!"
"Junior Brother Yang..." Jun Haoran cried out mournfully, and closed his eyes in despair. This fist was really terrifying and terrifying. Just a hint of breath would crush his third-grade evildoer. Scum, even if he had confidence in Yang Fan, at this moment he didn't think Yang Fan had the power to resist this lore punch.
Void stands.
"It's over, everything is over!!!" Jinpao Deacon Fang Hao's eyes were a little sad. This punch is difficult for ordinary middle-rank martial princes to resist, and it is far beyond Yang Fan's ability to resist, "Would you like to save this? child?"
Fang Hao still has a lot of affection for Yang Fan. His uninhibited and decisive personality reminds him of himself when he was young. Moreover, Yang Fan's talent is still such a sky-defying talent. At the age of fifteen, he can rival the low-level. Wujun's combat power is definitely the only thing he has seen in his life, even the few peerless evildoers in their Sacred House are inferior to them.
But the final is different from the preliminary round, especially the four-in-two key battle. Even if he, the deacon of the golden robe, forcibly intervenes, he still has to take a lot of risk, and the royal family like that big man will never let it go.
"Ha ha ha.... This Yang Fan can be regarded as a rare talent in the world. It is a pity that he has met Zhan'er, and his fate is already doomed!!!" Zhenjun Lieyang smiled, and his complacency was obvious. , Yes, no matter who it is, there is such an enchanting disciple, it will be complacent.
"Little beast, you also have today, hahaha.... Happy my heart! Really happy my heart! Little beast, don't be afraid of being unaccompanied on Huangquan Road, soon, your relatives and friends will be Come down to accompany you!!!"
"MD, isn't it just a little risk? I'm afraid that they won't succeed!!!" Soon, Fang Hao's eyes flashed a touch of determination. With Yang Fan's enchanting talent, even if he is not the strongest emperor in the future, he will at least be a one. The top king is definitely worth his risk.
However, Fang Hao didn’t do it directly. It was skillful to save people. When Yang Fan was about to die, he would be able to maximize his benefits. With Yang Fan’s abnormal physique, even if he was far from Lu Zhan’s opponent, Supporting a few breaths of time is by no means difficult.
It's a pity that the plan can't keep up with the changes, just when Fang Hao watched Yang Fan closely, and wanted to save Yang Fan when he was in the most critical situation.
"Rumble!!!"
With the momentum of equity dominance over the world, suddenly centered on Yang Fan, like the Yangtze River, burst out, soaring into the sky, terrifying hurricanes, raging across the sky, and countless black holes that swallow the sky and the earth continue to emerge! ! !
"Fuck it, isn't it? In such a situation, is Yang Fan kid still hiding?" A majestic and majestic ancestor Wu Jun stood up all of a sudden, swearing again and again.
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"...
The space behind Yang Fan was violently distorted, and a shining phantom that was several meters high appeared behind him, and an aura of destruction that made people desperate from the depths of the soul suddenly appeared wantonly. In all directions, there was that destruction everywhere. trace! ! !
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"... ...
Yang Fan’s body surged wildly, rising steadily, as if there was no restraint. His half-length body seemed to have risen by a few points all at once, just like the legendary Demon God of Destruction came to the world, so high above all living beings. The nobility above, and the aura is so cruel, it will destroy the world and let all things fall back into reincarnation! ! !
On the Void Stand.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! The true meaning of destruction! This is the true meaning of destruction of the Great Perfection realm..." Xu Baichuan got up from his seat with excitement, and suddenly slapped his forehead. "His grandma's, I'm really a pig brain. I know that Yang Fan is a real double-sculptor. With his monster-like talent, how could he not understand the true meaning!!!"
"Yeah! I am really a pig's brain, I should have thought of it for a long time!!!" When the surrounding martial masters heard this, the horror on their faces was immediately replaced by bitter smiles, and the artistic conception was for ordinary warriors. That is something that can be met but cannot be sought. Among the ten thousand warriors, there is not necessarily one person who can truly understand the artistic conception, but for those Tianjiao evildoers, the regional artistic conception is nothing, let alone the evildoers among the evildoers. Yang Fan is out.
Perhaps this is the fan of the authorities, because Yang Fan's performance against the sky has neglected the basic power of many Tianjiao cities, the artistic conception.
"Damn! How could this be, how could this be like this!!!" The triumphant color on Zhenjun Lieyang's face disappeared without a trace, and some of his faces were unbelievable, faintly, and there was a trace of panic. In true intentions, the only theory of destructive power, the second of the true meaning of destruction, there is absolutely no true will that dares to recognize the first. With the blessing of the ten levels of complete destruction of true meaning, how terrifying Yang Fan’s combat power will soar, it is completely unimaginable, even if it is still inferior. Lu Zhan, with that abnormal physique, was also enough to reverse the victory.
"What a kid Yang Fan, it seems that this seat is for you in vain. I'm worried!!!" Jinpao Deacon Fang Hao stretched his brows, with a faint trace of loss.
It's too late to say, then soon! ! !
"Lu Zhan, the damn person is you!!!" Yang Fan let out a grin, a fist of the Sun God blasted out in amazement. With the blessing of the fourth floor of Dzogchen Destruction, Yang Fan's combat power has increased tenfold. , Blasted out with a punch, nearly tens of millions of true energy, the horror of this power, can simply sweep away the wasteland, swallow the world, and wipe out the starry sky! ! !
"Rumble!!!"
Wherever the power passes, there is an endless stream of terrifying visions of the destruction of the devil’s roar, shaking the world, in all directions, the world is shattered, and the gods are dying! ! !
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"... ... ..
The barriers on the square ring are like glass, bursting open. Fortunately, the entire center ring is covered by the power of the deacon Fang Hao in the golden robe. Otherwise, the overflowing punch is enough. Destroy the entire central fighting platform! ! !
"Rumble!!!"
Vulcan Mieshi VS Sun God Fist again! ! !
However, the difference in power is no longer the difference of tens of thousands of true vitality, but the difference of millions of true vitality, which is completely a one-sided slaughter.
One can't breathe.
"Puff!", "Puff!", "Puff!"... ... ...
All the flame beasts exploded. The high-grade earthenware-level battle suit on Lu Zhan's body was directly burned into dust by the terrifying sun flames. Then, his flame divine body was engraved with countless ancient flame gods. Dense traces of cracks appeared, and the golden bones of fire spirits that were comparable to earth tools instantly produced cracks that spread everywhere like a spider web.
"boom!!!"
The whole figure flew upside down like a rag sack, and countless mushroom clouds continued to rise from his broken body, and finally hit the ground heavily, with a weak breath. If there is nothing, it is like the candle in the wind. , Anytime, anytime, there is the possibility of the wind blowing out the candle! ! !
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Backstage is again arrogant, and I have been unable to get in, it is a bit late! ! !