Chapter 217: Fist Momentum

Now I won't kill you, just because someone will naturally kill you later.

The faint voice of the middle-aged man in white resounded in all directions, making Chu Jingxiao's complexion, which had just soothed a little, suddenly tense again.

But after being horrified, he quickly reacted.

Here, who else is there besides the middle-aged man in white and himself?

That's nothing more than ......

Chu Jingxiao's eyes turned, and suddenly fell not far away, two blood-colored "kill" words suspended above his head, bathed in blood, revealing only a hazy figure of Fang Chen.

"This kid, is it ......" Chu Xiao stared at Fang Chen with his eyes fixed, and a thought that almost made him tremble flashed through his mind.

"With his small Huadan Realm ant, he can really comprehend that kind of power?" he muttered to himself, his face pale, and his face was full of incredulity. No one knows better than him how powerful and difficult it is to comprehend the fusion power of several powers, such as the power of time and space, the origin of power, and the power of killing.

Every martial artist who can reach the Cave Heaven Realm cannot be a person with stupid qualifications, on the contrary, these people's martial arts talents are generally extremely good, and he Chu Fangtian, when he was young, was also a famous Tianjiao. However, even so, now, when facing the power of the third punch of the Zhenshi Killing Fist created by this Venerable Realm powerhouse, he still felt extremely difficult to understand.

If there is no time constraint, you can try slowly, and there is still a possibility of success in the end. However, the time he spent in the Colorful Saint Realm was extremely limited, and in such a short period of time, it was simply impossible for him to fully comprehend this power.

However, in this kind of situation where he didn't think it was possible for any of his dignified Heaven Realm powerhouses, Fang Chen, who was in the Realm of Mortal Pills, was very likely to succeed in perceiving the power of this fusion, and even took the terrifying third punch.

"This ......!" Chu Xiao panicked.

If he can't get the inheritance, he will be consumed here, until he leaves the Colorful Saint Realm, although he will definitely be punished by the Chiming Sect in the future, but at least he will not have to worry about his life, and if the inheritance here is obtained by Fang Chen, then his ending can be imagined.

Fall.

Two dazzling words, but at this time, they were presented in front of him in an almost bloody way.

Since the middle-aged man in white who was the master of the space here had all said the words that Fang Chen would personally kill him in the future, the meaning of this could already be imagined. Although ten thousand were unwilling, Chu Jingxiao also knew very well that Fang Chen was really about to comprehend the fusion power of the third fist of the Zhenshi Killing Fist.

The two sects of Chiming and Jincheng used the technique of stealing the sky to send him and Chen Boyun into the Colorful Saint Realm. Originally, I thought that with the cultivation of the Cave Heaven Realm, coupled with the treasures carried out by the sect, I could find the Great Creation in this Colorful Saint Realm, but now, I ...... Creation has not yet arrived, and life is in danger, but it is imminent.

"This kid must not be allowed to feel the power of fusion!" Chu Jingxiao secretly gritted his teeth, this is related to his life and death!

With his eyes flickering, a vicious thought suddenly emerged in Chu Jingxiao's heart. However, at this moment, his body trembled violently, and then, his entire body suddenly froze, and on his face, a trace of horror that had just risen and had not yet faded could be seen.

"You just wait quietly on the sidelines. The faint voice of words spread from mid-air, and the white-clothed middle-aged man glanced at Chu Jingxiao indifferently, and then shifted his gaze to Fang Chen again.

"Heavenly talent!" Looking at the top of Fang Chen's head, the two suspended blood-colored "kill" words became more and more eye-catching and dazzling, and the smile on the face of the middle-aged man in white became more and more obvious.

Although Fang Chen had not yet fully comprehended this powerful fusion power, the middle-aged man in white at this time had obviously regarded it as his heir. In this way, the more he looked at Fang Chen, the more pleasing he became, and on the contrary, the more he looked at Chu Jingxiao, who wanted to shoot at Fang Chen several times, the more disgusted he naturally became. In disgust, he simply imprisoned Chu Jingxiao aside. If you completely lose your ability to act, you naturally can't do evil.

Time passed quietly, and there was silence in this strange earthy space.

Fang Chen's figure, I don't know when, has been moved to the pitch-black stone tablet by the middle-aged man in white again, the blood that is quietly hanging above his head is becoming brighter and more dazzling, in the blood, next to the two blood-colored characters, there is a palm-sized blood cloud that begins to condense, and the blood cloud rolls, as if something is about to brew out of it.

"Is the last killing intent going to be condensed?" Looking at this scene, the eyes of the middle-aged man in white flashed.

In the pitch-black stone tablet, the powerful power that fused the power of time and space, the power of killing, etc., whether Fang Chen comprehended all of them only needed to see how many killing thoughts he condensed. And the three killing thoughts meant that he had thoroughly comprehended it, and Fang Chen would be qualified to let this middle-aged man in white blast out the third punch of the Zhenshi Killing Fist.

Now, this last killing intent is about to be formed!

Almost at the same time as the middle-aged man in white was whispering to himself, the blood above Fang Chen's head suddenly brightened, and then, a palm-sized blood cloud next to the two killers rolled violently, and then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, it quickly condensed into a blood-glittering word "kill"!

The last killing thought, formed!

Bang!

At the same time as this killing intent was formed, in front of Fang Chen, the pitch-black stone tablet that was one person tall was instantly covered with cracks, and the blood-colored word "kill" that occupied most of the stone tablet began to fade away. In the end, with a bang, this huge stone tablet completely turned into powder and dissipated between heaven and earth.

And Fang Chen, who was beside this stone stele, also slowly opened his eyes at this time. A flash of red and white light flashed through his eyes the moment he opened them. The space around him was inaccessible at this moment, and a mysterious aura began to emanate from Fang Chen's body.

"Finally, I understood it all. Fang Chen clenched his fists, feeling the new surging power in his body, and his eyes flashed.

"The power of the Thunder Qilin faded. The essence in his eyes slowly faded, feeling that the Yuan Force in his body was much emptier than before, Fang Chen sighed lightly. The power grafted from Lei Qilin is not his own after all, and there will be a time to disperse, and at this time, the time has obviously come.

"I don't know how long I've been in front of this stone monument. Fang Chen whispered, but then, looking at the empty space in front of him, a look of surprise flashed from his eyes.

The stone tablet in front of him disappeared?

Soon, as if he had thought of something, the look of surprise in his eyes dissipated, and then he nodded his head.

I comprehended the fusion power contained in the stele, and lost the supernatural power, and the stele naturally dispersed.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Chen raised his head and looked into the air with clear eyes.

Right now, although he has lost most of the strength from Lei Qilin's body, his combat power has slipped from the peak a lot, and he is no longer the martial artist who can hardly shake the Cave Heaven Realm like before, and he can even gain the upper hand. But compared to before, Fang Chen at this time was confident that he could withstand the terrifying last punch of the Zhenshi Killing Fist!

After all, before the strength reaches the peak of the Dao Venerable Realm, the stronger the martial artist's own strength, the stronger the power of this last punch test, the stronger it will naturally be, therefore, the strength of the strength is not important at all for the test, the most important thing is to see whether the tester has comprehended the true meaning of the last punch.

Fang Chen hadn't comprehended it before, but now, he did.

"Please give the fist to the seniors!" Fang Chen clenched his fists with both hands, and his clear voice rang out loudly, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

"Okay!" The middle-aged man in white glanced at Fang Chen carefully, and then he nodded heavily.

"Let's take it!"

He snorted softly, then clenched his right hand into a fist and pushed it out towards Fang Chen with a flat punch.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, and there was not the slightest powerful aura revealed, and it looked extremely ordinary, like a fist made by a person who didn't understand martial arts.

However, at the moment when this punch was launched, Fang Chen's eyes flashed, and he clearly felt that a general trend of heaven and earth that was difficult for others to detect, extremely condensed, and not a trace of breath was revealed, suddenly enveloped his body.

Can't dodge!

Feeling this general trend of heaven and earth condensed to the extreme, Fang Chen understood in an instant that the last punch of this Zhenshi Killing Fist was not something that could be dodged simply by dodging.

However, in the face of this astonishing trend of heaven and earth, Fang Chen's face did not show a trace of panic, and even his expression did not fluctuate in the slightest. Because, he didn't even think about hiding.

Since he finally comprehended the powerful fusion power of the last punch of the Zhenshi Killing Fist, now, the power of this punch is bombarded based on his own strength. This punch can be described as a fatal punch for other martial artists in the Hua Dan Realm and even the Yuan Fetal Realm, but for Fang Chen, it is the best reference to measure his own perception.

Looking at the punch from the middle-aged man in white in his sight, it continued to magnify in his eyes, and Fang Chen finally moved. Without the slightest fancy, he slowly pushed his punch towards the space in front of him like he did before he was middle-aged in white.

However, at the moment when this punch was blasted, the space around Fang Chen suddenly fluctuated violently, and a powerful force of time confusion swept away wantonly.

"Kill!"

A burst of shouting and killing suddenly came out of the rippling space like water waves. A shocking fist swept out at this time.

"Shattered Spacetime!"

Fang Chen raised his head, a terrifying glint flashing in his eyes.

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