Xiao Fan's eyes were scarlet, and in an absolutely rational state, he abandoned all emotional perceptions.

Xiao Fan could no longer feel the pain as severe as his body shattering, he could only see the cracks on his body, and the blood kept splashing out under the pressure.

The internal strength of the whole body, running wildly, Xiao Fan blocked all the acupuncture points in the body, motionless, just raised the jade dagger above his head, and all the internal strength was frantically poured into the jade dagger.

The whole body of the dark jade dagger, because it bears too much internal strength, the whole is black and shiny, it is a kind of light like a black hole, any other light, will be swallowed, only the tip of the dagger is left with the ultimate touch, brilliant brilliance.

Thundered......

The huge palm finally fell into the sky, and the wind swept through, tearing everything apart.

Rumble!

The explosion of the landslide and the earth cracked in all directions, and the smoke and dust billowed into the sky.

The sound was shocking, and the ground trembled like an earthquake.

Whether it was the people of the Temple of Our Lady, or the monks and others, they all couldn't stand, their bodies couldn't help shaking, and there was nothing else in their eyes except horror.

"Xiao Fan!" Su Zixuan and the other women roared heartbreakingly.

This palm was really terrifying, so that they didn't have the slightest confidence in Xiao Fan.

"It's a pity, such a Tianjiao demon, if you are given another two years, I am afraid that you can also enter the Ye family and break through the shackles. Our Lady of Tianyang sighed and shook her head, she didn't think that Xiao Fan would survive, how terrifying this palm was, she knew very well.

Even the hundreds of Martial Venerables of the Demon Punishment Alliance may not be able to withstand her palm at all, and they will all die!

After the explosion, everything was calm.

With a wave of our Lady of Heaven, the wind swept again.

After the countless smoke and dust were blown away, the Holy Mother of Tianyang didn't look at the ground at all, and said lightly: "The rest of the people should leave on their own, he may still have a mutilated corpse, take them with him." ”

"Ahem......"

There was a weak coughing sound, which reached the ears of the Holy Mother of Tianyang at this moment: "I'm not dead yet, where did the corpse come from?"

"What?"

Our Lady of Tianyang's pupils condensed, looked down, and saw that in the messy and sunken ground, Xiao Fan stood there motionless, covered in blood, his clothes were broken, like a beggar, and he looked miserable, but Xiao Fan was really not dead, and his deep eyes were flashing with an inexplicable luster.

"Oh my God!"

The faces of the people in the temple turned pale with astonishment.

With such a terrifying palm, Xiao Fan is not dead yet?

"How is it possible? Why is he not dead?" the holy woman clenched her fists and muttered through gritted teeth, mad with hatred.

On the side of the alphabet K Alliance, everyone was like ashes, but they didn't expect Xiao Fan to carry the second palm, and while their hearts trembled violently, they came quickly, helping the crumbling Xiao Fan, and said: "Xiao Fan, let's go, she is too strong, we still need time to grow!"

"No, you can't go. Xiao Fan's eyes were still scarlet, and reason told him that it was a pity to leave now.

Originally, he had to promise to bear the three palms of the Heavenly Yang Holy Mother, purely for Mu Xiao Xuan, so that the saint would kneel down and kowtow to Old Man Zhou, but now, Xiao Fan is more for himself.

Under the second palm, he endured it stubbornly, and the oppressive force that was beyond the scope of resistance actually made his dantian tremble, making him feel like he was about to break through.

It's a pity that the pressure of the second palm is still not enough.

Leaving now, not only can not make the saint kneel and kowtow, but also fall short, and it will be difficult to break through in the small stage next time.

Martial artists, only in the life and death crises, under the oppression again and again, can they break through and grow the fastest.

Now Xiao Fan's strength is in the third stage of the realm of Wuzun, the spirit of Wuzun.

If he hadn't touched the mysterious Su Mu, Xiao Fan would not have been able to break through anyway.

But now it is different, the mysterious monk has completed the Xiao family's family internal strength mantra, giving Xiao Fan a chance to break through on his own.

The greater the pressure given by the Heavenly Yang Holy Mother, as long as Xiao Fan does not die, it is possible to cross the chasm, break through the shackles, and truly feel the power of heaven and earth and transform it into the power of his own realm.

Once it reaches a certain point, the internal strength in the dantian will be transformed into spiritual power, realizing the new realm that has plagued countless people for decades - entering the Tao with martial arts!

The crowd was silent.

"Xiao Fan, let's go, you will die!" Su Zixuan burst into tears: "I can't lose you, and the other sisters can't lose you!

"Don't cry. ”

Xiao Fan smiled reluctantly, and reached out tremblingly to wipe the tears from Su Zixuan's face.

"I'm not going to die, because you still need me. Xiao Fan's eyes were full of perseverance: "I entered the realm of Wuzun with the obsession of guarding, I want the people I care about to be unharmed, now, my strength is not enough! As long as I can carry this third palm, believe me, no one in this world can hurt you anymore." ”

Su Zixuan burst into tears, everyone could see Xiao Fan's firmness, and they all knew that Xiao Fan had made a decision, and no one could change his mind.

"Let him go. The ghost disciple smiled: "This is Xiao Fan's way, each of us has our own way, and now, Xiao Fan is just walking in front." ”

Everyone, once again, stepped back and stood a hundred meters away.

Xiao Fan's thin figure faced the Heavenly Yang Holy Mother who stood in the void alone, like a god descending to earth.

"You little one, you really surprised me too much. The gentle voice of Our Lady of Tianyang sounded, and a smile appeared on her face: "When I was young, I was as stubborn as you, and frankly, I admired you, but ......"

The voice suddenly changed, and he was angry.

"Since you use me as a whetstone, then you must be ready to break your bones and die without a place to be buried! No matter how much I admire you, I will not keep my hands! In the third palm, I will use nine points of strength, can you think about it?"

The nine-point strength of the strong people who enter the Dao with martial arts is earth-shattering, and it is a powerful force that can wipe out all those who are not strong with martial arts, and it is unmatched.

In response to Our Lady of Tianyang, it was Xiao Fan's resolute gaze.

Wisps of blood mist spread from around Xiao Fan's body, enveloping his whole body.

"What is this?" said Our Lady of Heaven's pupils contracted again.

"It turned out to be a pseudo-realm! Good boy, less than twenty-five years old, he has already reached the point of half-stepping into the Dao, if you can hold this palm, I promise to recommend you to enter the Ye family!"

Even before the path of martial arts was broken, it was rare for Tianjiao to reach the half-step path at the age of twenty-five, let alone the fact that after a big war, the path of martial arts was cut down now.

In the heart of Our Lady of Tianyang, Xiao Fan is definitely the most genius existence she has ever seen in her life.

Of course, Our Lady of Tianyang didn't know that monks could also cast pseudo-realms, and there was also a Tang Chuqiu who could also cast pseudo-realms.

"Boy, take my third palm!"

The sound was blank, like thunder.

At the same time, in the void, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and a palm that was only one meter long appeared out of thin air.

This palm is much smaller than the previous two palms, but the feeling given to Xiao Fan is creepy to the extreme, he seems to see it, the cold eyes of the god of death are staring.

The scalp almost exploded, Xiao Fan did not hesitate at all, and burst out with his pinnacle move.

The ten-zhang long blood-colored divine dragon rose into the air above Xiao Fan's head.

It was also at this time that the palm of the hand, which was even very clear, slowly patted ......

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