Chapter 1266 Fighting Saints

Chapter 1266

"Is this person crazy? It's not like this to seek death. He dared to rush directly into the barbarian army to fight against the Lord of the Winter Cave? He really thought that the hundreds of millions of barbarian armies were just paper? A trick to take the head of the general?"

Seeing this scene, a group of law enforcement disciples in Heavenly Court Divine Prison were also quite surprised.

"This man is indeed crazy, or else he thinks that the king-pin fairy weapon is invincible in the world. The barbarian army has already set up a formation, evolved tens of thousands of time and space, and various formations. I am afraid that he will be besieged before he can rush to the army leader. .In the sky, direct bombardment is not very good to fight against the army leader, but it is actually deep in it."

"In this case, even if he falls, we won't be able to get the Ghost Martial Saint Map."

"Hmph, this person is not a fool. Although he doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, he won't do it when he is going to die. He must have a trump card, but we have to be ready to mobilize the overlord Da Kui, the overlord of the nine heavens and nine earths. Technique, when the time comes, break the barbarian army with one blow."

"Yes? But this Taoism requires the cooperation of all of us, fully cooperate, burn life together, and the mana must be precise, without any mistakes."

"Don't worry, we have deduced many times in the thunder pool of ten thousand lives."

A group of law enforcement disciples from Heavenly Court Divine Prison are calculating and planning again. The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

In the depths of the barbarian army, on the barbaric throne, the Lord of the Winter Cave suddenly stood up, as if he was also angered by Fang Han's bold behavior, and a cruel smile appeared on his tattooed face , holding it in the palm, a barbarian army flag appeared in the palm of the hand, waved it violently, hunting and hunting, and immediately the killing spirit increased greatly. One wormhole after another.

In the void, there are barriers everywhere.

Pairs of barbarian generals, warriors, and fighters joined forces to cover the entire space, attacking, and bombarding Fang Han's shadow, trying to wear down the power of the Ghost Wu Shengtu.

In the alien space, one after another, masters from other worlds cast the Immortal Destroyer Technique on Fang Han, and billions of billions of attacks were superimposed on Fang Han.

At this moment, even a saint will fall.

This kind of siege has gone beyond the limit, and one person can fight against an army of one race.

However, Fang Han did not know what kind of Taoism was displayed. The wings behind his back were flickering, and the picture of the Ghost Martial Saint wrapped himself, as if he jumped out of the three realms, walking freely, without touching any magic. No attack fell on his body.

He was like a shadow, tangible and intangible, moving between the barbarian army and the alien army, and quickly approached the core barbarian throne. The attacks of those armies failed one after another, and instead injured himself.

All of a sudden, no one expected Fang Han to have such an ability, which caused a commotion among the barbarian army, time and space collapsed and shattered everywhere, pieces of time and space crystals were blasted by mana, and the world was in a state of catastrophe. state.

Swish!

Fang Han reached the core of the barbarian army, approached the barbarian throne, and saw the barbarian army master saint standing up from the barbarian throne.

The military master of the Winter Cave is tall and majestic, two heads taller than Fang Han, with a thick back and waist, and the dense tattoos all over his body, as long as people take a look at them, they will be unforgettable forever.

Fang Han felt a sense of suffocation when he got really close to this barbarian saint. The other person's body moved randomly, as if he had come to the ancient wild world naked, surrounded by countless wild giant beasts.

What's more, Fang Han felt that the ghost martial saint map was suppressed by this barbarian saint. At this moment, he was really facing a saint, a powerful army leader, fighting alone.

However, the more suppressed the breath, the more the fighting spirit in his heart became more and more boiling. He even knew that he lacked the tempering of fighting spirit. If he could fight to the death with the barbarian saint this time, it would definitely help him break through the way of saint. great benefit.

"Human monk? You are alone, and you dare to enter my army of 350 billion barbarian warriors. I, the Lord of the Winter Cave, admire your courage. I will kill you and make you into a puppet. Put it on the altar, now tell me, what are your last words?"

A strong mind wave and barbaric breath passed into Fang Han's mind.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's fight!" Fang Han's body swayed and turned into thirty-three shadows.

The reason why he went deep into the barbarian army was to better display his unique skills. The hearty battle was blocked by the endless and dense barbarian army. People outside couldn't see what was going on inside.

Thirty-three shadows, each of which turned into a different appearance of Fang Han, interpreting different ways of martial arts, with different temperaments. The compassion of the Tao, the domineering toughness of the Tao of Collapsing Heaven...

Fang Cambrian has made great progress in martial arts, and under the empowerment of the Tianchan Buddha Emperor, he has also obtained all the martial arts experience of this most immortal emperor, and digested the profound meanings of martial arts one by one. Unpredictable invincibility. During the exercise of the divine fist, a gate of good fortune was opened on the head of each body, and the power of good fortune descended like a river inside, making Fang Han's thirty-three bodies all evolve into the prototypes of good fortune artifacts.

The realm of heaven and earth is fully unfolded.

At this moment, Fang Han's whole body turned into the original form of the artifact of good fortune, and dealt a devastating blow to the barbarian saint with force against force.

hum!

A circle of light waves radiated outwards, and the barbarian sage's barbaric throne cracked every inch of it with a crack, and then suddenly disintegrated and turned into powder. This barbaric throne is a superb fairy weapon, how can it withstand Fang Han's current fist wind? He was broken with a single punch and turned into flying ash. All the energy was also sucked away by Fang Han's punch, and merged into the power of his own boxing, adding even more strength.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang... A series of explosion sounds came from the side of Dongku, the leader of the Saint Army, but it was some barbarian guards, all of which were blasted and torn apart by Fang Han's punch. , even some barbarian warriors at the Yuanxian level couldn't bear the aftermath of Fang Han's punch.

"Thirty-three times the combat power! The God of Good Fortune Fist that makes our barbarians frightened..." Seeing Fang Han's starting style and the wind of the fist, the saint army master understood the power of the fist in an instant. Back then, the Immortal King Good Fortune swept across the barbarians. I don’t know how many ancient heroes and masters at the level of Tianjun were killed by the barbarians. They all fell under this set of magic fists. To shudder.

"kill!"

Hateful eyes shot out from the eyes of the barbarian saint army leader Dongku, he moved, this supreme saint moved, and as soon as he moved, he unfolded the power of the saint, arching his five fingers, every time The aura emanating from a finger was earth-shattering, covering the sky, turning into five Optimus Primes.

The tattoos on his body also came alive, and evolved into one after another divine pictures, sacred pictures, and Tao pictures, which revolved around his body.

With one palm strike, Fang Han's Thirty-Three-Three-Day Good Fortune Fist was forcibly beaten with physical strength, which was thirty-three times as powerful.

Boom! The two divine powers clashed in the center of the barbarian army's core, and a huge storm swept out, forming hundreds of millions of storm dragons, destroying an unknown number of barbarian and alien warriors.

Fang Han's whole body was cracked, and dense porcelain-like cracks appeared on his body, which was shocking. Guiwu Shengtu was hit and flew into the air, away from his side.

As for the barbarian saint army master, blood seeped from his body, blood stained tattoos, but his face was heavy, and the aura on his body turned upside down and became stronger and stronger. It seemed that the injury made him excited. This saint is really not so easy Defeated, under Fang Han's thirty-three times the combat power to kill, he was able to calmly fight.

"Since you have mastered the Good Fortune Fist, it is even more difficult to keep you. In the future, you will be the greatest enemy of my barbarians. The barbarian god came to the world, the barbaric god fist!"

Saint Army Lord Winter Grotto exploded all over his body, his tattoos were fresh, and he clenched his big hand, a storm condensed in his palm, turned into a savage fist, and bombarded Fang Han. In one step, Fang Han felt the change of time and space. Came to a civilized desert, all barbaric, wild, cruel and naked.

This punch showed the power of a saint to his heart's content.

"What a brutal way to destroy and trample civilizations with barbarism!" Fang Han seemed to feel that many civilizations in his book of eras had a feeling of being trampled.

He raised the strength of his whole body again, and a sky-replenishing crystal mist merged into his body, and he reached the aura of the heyday in an instant, and the thirty-three-three-day good luck fist was bombarded out again.

At the same time, Ghost Wu Shengtu flew over again and wiped it out.

The two masters collided again, blood and fire intertwined. In an instant, true energy exploded, space exploded, all vitality was swept away, and the world turned into chaos. It seemed that an old era had perished, and a new era was born.

boom!

Dongku, the leader of the Saint Army, used the barbaric way, his boxing techniques were earth-shattering, and with the power of a saint, he actually broke through thirty-three times his combat power and hit Fang Han in the chest.

With this punch, many crystals in Fang Han's body were reduced to ashes, and countless ancestor gods in the kingdom of God were all destroyed. Fang Han's body lost half of its vitality.

But in an instant, countless crystal mist filled the air, and his body was repairing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if time was going backwards, and he unexpectedly recovered the vitality of his heyday.

"kill!"

His whole body unfolded, his hands and feet stretched out, and he unleashed thirty-three times his combat power repeatedly, besieging the Saint of Winter Cave again.

The Lord of the Saints in the Winter Grotto turned cold: "How can there be such a strong recovery ability..."

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