With the essence of the entire North Wolf Mountain, it was infused into the body of this prince alone, and the grass and trees on the entire North Wolf Mountain began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the breath on the body of the prince began to increase continuously, and finally this breath became more and more terrifying, and it stayed at the distance between it and Bao Dan.

The limit of the monk!

From Bao Dan to Hua Jin, this level gap is the difference between the two worlds, and for those who have never experienced the Heavenly Tribulation, the level gap of the entire True Qi is also huge, just like the gap between an iron sword and a wooden sword.

And the current prince is to strengthen the "wooden sword" to an extreme, whether it is sharpness or tenacity, but it's a pity, I can't help but experience a small catastrophe, I haven't really condensed Yuan Dan, and the wooden sword will always be a wooden sword, and it will not become an iron sword.

But even so, the gap between this level is already very huge.

Junhou finally opened his eyes slowly, and from his eyes, a trace of sharp color flashed, and this sharp color was so sharp that people didn't dare to look at each other.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Junhou's mouth, and now he is in an extraordinary state, and he can't be measured by common sense.

"For you, I've already shown my 10% strength. ”

High in the sky, the night was extremely cold, and the wind was blowing.

The prince of this state is probably already one of the strongest states under Baodan in the entire southern country, the country of Great Jiang, and the five ancient lands!

And tonight, in order to deal with this great enemy he had never seen before, this prince took out all his peak strength!

"Hmm, the pseudo-hugging Dan is extreme. Chen Fan nodded and touched his chin, this prince is really a bit strong, in this holy land, even if he calls any master of the Nine Heavens, he can't take him, if he doesn't come here, he can really run rampant in the world.

"Well, then I'll give it a hard try. Chen Fan always felt that such a prince might not be enough to fight by himself.

His body took off and slowly flew into the void, Chen Fan faced this junhou, who clenched the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, and pointed at Chen Fan from afar, "Please, I will use all my strength to deal with you!"

"Well, come on. ”

Under the moonlight, it is like a duel on the top of the Forbidden City.

Junhou roared, the corners of his eyes cracked, and blood began to flow out, Junhou strode forward, holding this Fang Tian Painting Halberd tightly in his hand, took a deep breath, and sank a little, and then, this body jumped up, his body jumped up, and then Fang Tian Painting Halberd slashed towards Chen Fan.

The moonlight hung high, and the aura under Fang Tian's halberd rubbed against this air, and it burned directly, and under the halberd, the entire mountain trembled.

What a strong blow!

Chen Fan's pupils only shrank slightly, he took a step forward, stepped on his feet, and shook his hand, like an evil light flashed, and the broken army appeared in his hand silently, and with a flick of the dark light, it slashed towards this Fang Tian painting halberd, and finally "bang", collided together, this blow collided together, below this, Wu Buzheng and Han Wuya both widened their eyes for a while, witnessing a blow.

A sword and a halberd collided, and the golden light on Chen Fan's blade flashed like an explosion, buzzing, and the void trembled.

As soon as the streamer splashed, Fang Tian's painting halberd and this leather army collapsed together.

It was evenly matched.

Pseudo-Bao Dan pinnacle!

Chen Fan can even exert such strength!

Chen Fan's eyes were slightly cold, his five fingers were like eagle hooks, and when he stepped on it, this palm grabbed him, and the palm was locked like a prison, not giving this prince a chance, with Chen Fan's sense of battle, this prince was far from being Chen Fan's opponent.

Junhou's pupils shrank, but he also fought bloodily, and his sense of battle was terrifying, Fang Tian drew a halberd, and slashed at Chen Fan's eagle hook.

The clash of power, the firelight splashed, buzzed and trembled.

Grab the broken army again and chop it away.

Chen Fan rushed to attack, and this prince passively took the move, the two of them were in a face, and the fight in the blink of an eye was ten rounds, making people's pupils shrink suddenly, and they were dizzying! It is unimaginable, this is the real strength that Chen Fan has, the sword blade collided with this prince, and the prince gritted his teeth and did not retreat at all.

After thirty rounds, Chen Fan pierced more than a dozen holes in his body, and he couldn't touch Chen Fan at all.

"Spiritstorm!"

With a low shout, Chen Fan stepped forward first, his eyes were cold, and the blow of this exorcism spirit entering the door exploded from his feet, and for a moment there was a golden light.

It's a pity that this prince is not easy to mess with, holding Fang Tian's painting halberd tightly in his hand, and black light spreads from this painting halberd, "Halberd of slaying evil!"

is not weaker than the blow of the spirit storm, and this prince is obviously extremely skilled in playing with this evil halberd.

As soon as the halberd of slaying evil danced, the void turned into a black match, and this black matchmaker turned into a black dragon in one step, and it blasted towards Chen Fan's golden light, and the spirit storm blow completely spread in this void, which exposed the inadequacy of this spirit storm blow.

The black horse training blasted in, dissolved under this golden light, and when the spirit storm disappeared, it was only able to offset this black horse training, and this prince was unharmed.

Chen Fan's pupils froze, and he stepped forward first, raised his fist, and shouted lowly, "Da Ming Fist!"

From Chen Fan's body, the meaning of invincible faith emerged, and the qi and blood gushed out, covering the sky and the sun, this is purely a kind of suppression in terms of strength, countless demon souls in the qi and blood are roaring, hysteria to the extreme, Chen Fan's foot is stepping on, under this foot, the golden array of the first part of the Tai Shang also emerged, shining in this sky.

One punch, boom!

Silent, no traces, the first part of the Tai punch was punched, an invisible and qualitative punch, and he went directly to this prince.

Junhou's pupils shrank suddenly, from his pupils, vaguely outlined the shadow of a huge fist by this aura, how huge this shadow is, about half the size of the sky, Junhou was secretly shocked, but he didn't dare to underestimate it, it turned out that when he reached his realm, he was worthy of fighting with this Chen Fan, and his hair was blown by this fist intent to float, Junhou gritted his teeth, and from this tooth, blood was diffuse.

"Come!" Today, it is definitely his life-and-death battle, and the prince does not dare to hide half of his strength.

"Floating Butcher. ”

With a low shout, the prince screamed, and the blood from his body burst out at once, and it emerged, and the prince screamed, and the whole person's face turned very white.

He was not very proficient in this floating slaughterer, and in the face of Chen Fan's punch, he had to take it out.

This is also a mystical blow.

From this, it can be seen how powerful this prince's strength is, and even the mystical skills have been mastered!

As soon as the floating slaughter hand came out, countless blood spread from the body of this prince, and it surged into this front, in front of him, a blood-colored palm slowly emerged, and this palm was extremely real, and there were even many small veins, meridians, etc., a palm, slowly withdrawing.

Although the movements of the floating butcher were slow, they showed a firm color, and they refused to shake at all, "bang", Da Ming's fist slammed down.

The floating butcher and this Da Ming fist are fighting fiercely, this fight, the strength has reached the extreme, the void seems to have cracked, fortunately this power has never hit this peak, otherwise I am afraid that even this Northern Wolf Mountain will not be able to withstand such a blow from the two!

The hysterical power poured out wantonly on this Northern Wolf Mountain, detonating this void.

"Oh my God!"

Such a terrifying battle, seeing the following bandits were dumbfounded, unfortunately, this scene of the battle has not been known by more people, but even so, it is enough to shock countless people.

What kind of means is this??

This Chen Fan, who came out of nowhere, is really against the sky!

"Come again!" Chen Fan was indifferent, raised his fist, smashed down with one punch and three punches, one punch after another, the power of the Daming Fist rose higher than one punch, until Chen Fan's three punches fell, this prince finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he gulped blood, and a trace of disappointment flashed in Chen Fan's eyes.

Even this prince can't let himself fight to the fullest?

"Then let you see the means you haven't seen. Chen Fan's eyes were cold, he flicked his fingers, and from behind him, a shadow slowly stood up, tall, terrifying and silent.