Everyone understands that perhaps Chief Zane has a lot of information about his own world, but they all tacitly agree not to ask again, and what they know so far is enough to make them maddened with jealousy, and they don't want to be hit again in this tense atmosphere, although they are curious.

Garon beside Lambda was already stiff, he was arrogant, and he might have admired it after coming into contact with Wen Yiming, but he still thought that Amon's words were too exaggerated, and he didn't believe in Amon's strength.

Today, with everything unfolding in front of him, and the chief's speculation about his own world, he finally understood that the temple's recognized guardian god was not without reason, at least he understood that even if he advanced to the ultimate god of war, he would not be able to hold up an axe in the hands of Lord Fama.

That's the gap, he recognized.

As the youngest generation of warriors, his eyes full of fighting spirit have not diminished, and more determination has sprung up.

This is the patron saint of our tribe, and his strength is our pride.

Countless simple Zu'an people have this kind of thought, and at this moment, watching Wen Yiming burst out in the field with a ferocious attack, although he was covered in blood that he coughed up, it made countless Zu'an people excited and admired.

Fight to the death and unyielding, and would rather return with the enemy!

This is the fighting will of every Zuan person.

Face up to every battle, never be a child's play!

This is the respect that every Zuan person has for fighting, even if it is a competition, they must go all out.

Because they are a fighting people!

At this moment, even the eyes of Fama, who was subtle and invisible, rose with respect.

Worthy of the chosen people of the temple... Quicka tightened the chain axe in his hand, and he could feel the delicate situation he was in, and sometimes he felt as if he were isolated from the world, as if he had no relatives and was helpless in a lonely battle, and that kind of negative emotion actually affected his mind quite a lot.

This is by no means a crushing attack, Fama said darkly.

Suddenly, he once again saw the blood in Wen Yiming's eyes spreading into a sea, and the violence in it seemed to turn into a downward look, contemptuous of him, like contempt for a humble reptile, which made him want to be angry.

In a flank, the axe came out of his hand and went straight for the dragon spear that came at him.

'Sonorous ——!'

"Haha!"

There was infinite arrogance in the laughter, and Wen Yiming, who was covered in blood in everyone's eyes, did not retreat half a step, which was even more shocking than the last time.

On the other hand, Fama, who did not exert her full strength, was surprisingly blasted out of dozens of steps by a shot.

The tide is turning!

Everyone exclaimed in surprise, but Wen Yiming, who was fluttering in the snow, seemed to have not heard it, the dragon spear swung back, and the violent stride was like shrinking into inches, and the battle spirit was crazy in an instant.

'Bang bang bang!'

Three drops of essence blood exploded in a row, Wen Yiming was covered in red mist, and his will to die was pervasive, as if a killing god had descended into the world.

'Ang ——!'

The dragon's rise is a long and loud voice that seems to proclaim sacred glory that cannot be desecrated.

The air nearly tore apart with the dragon's groan, and a series of sonic booms rang out.

The combined artistic conception of a shot through the sun raised the momentum to the apex in the sound of the dragon's groan.

The power of thunder and lightning attached to the dragon lance thundered at this moment, as if the air was crushed into invisible pieces.

Fama's constricted pupils flashed with unprecedented seriousness, and he felt that under that shot, the earth was sinking, and everything was retreating.

And himself, as if his legs were sinking, what did it feel like, he knew that it was an illusion, but he felt as if he was a head shorter than Wen Yiming, who came from the strong killing, and even his momentum was weaker.

Roar!

Unable to withstand this invisible pressure, Farma restarted in the binge.

The moment the chain axe was shot, Fama frowned fiercely, he felt a trace of powerlessness, and the extreme madness was not fully opened, causing his attack to be a little awkward, which made him feel like he had just come into contact with martial arts, like a toddler.

He understood that all his feelings were exaggerated and not real, but they really affected his outburst, his mind and his fighting spirit.

In the sonorous sound, the chain axe rolled upside down, and Wen Yiming still did not retreat half a step in the eyes of everyone.

And Fama, the foot shook out a distance of nearly 100 meters, his feet almost flew upside down from the ground, and as soon as Fang landed, he clutched his chest, his face was slightly pale, and there was unprecedented shock in his eyes, and then, he showed a touch of joy.

"Is this a crushing attack......?

Looking at Wen Yiming who stopped charging in the distance and closed his eyes, Farma finally breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Wen Yiming didn't break out a crushing attack, he would not be a threat to him at all.

But as for the previous shot, and the shot that Wen Yiming first stabilized his position, these two shots already had great pressure on Fama.

Farma put away the chain axe, closed her eyes slightly and exhaled softly, the two stood a hundred meters apart with their eyes closed, and the whole atmosphere suddenly became harmonious.

Fama could feel that the invisible air oppression just now had subsided, as if he had never been there, the illusion of isolation and helplessness disappeared, and the feeling that he seemed to be very small also disappeared with the wind, he was very strange what kind of state it was, but he was sure that it had something to do with Wen Yiming.

With Fama's insight and martial arts cultivation, he understood that the illusion did not come from a crushing attack, and Wen Yiming's last shot made him suddenly feel insignificant, and even his momentum was suppressed invisibly, and he faintly gave birth to a feeling of being unable to resist, that was the real crushing attack.

Judging from Wen Yiming's state, the consumption of that shot was extremely high, which was the reason why he stopped and closed his eyes.

If it weren't for Fama alone, people such as Zane and Dragon Soul clearly felt that Wen Yiming was almost exhausted, and it was the kind of true yuan that was not good and suddenly had a realization, so he subconsciously woke up and stopped.

The dragon soul who was familiar with him had already felt that Wen Yiming had opened the Void Netherworld Realm at this moment, and that faint aura was too familiar to them, but they would never feel wrong, from this point of view, Wen Yiming would definitely comprehend it even if he didn't touch and crush the attack.

In less than half an hour, everyone had already discovered that Wen Yiming's true yuan was beginning to recover, strictly speaking, it was because the cultivation was improving and driving the recovery of the true yuan.

"Terrifying cultivation talent, fighting instinct against the sky!"

Lambda sighed, which was recognized by countless people.

Wen Yiming's cultivation is growing extremely slowly, and according to this trend, it is estimated that he will still not be able to break through to the extreme God of War.

A few hours later, Lambda arranged for Garon to let the clan disperse, so as not to affect the perception of Farma and Wen Yiming, and only a group of high-ranking people in the field were left to protect him from afar.

Two days later, Farma opened his eyes, a flash of essence flashed, he glanced at Wen Yiming, who was still in his understanding, and showed a trace of gratitude in his slightly excited smile, and then left lightly and came to Zane's side.

"Lord Fama, congratulations on making it a step forward!"

Lambda's heartfelt congratulations, a kilometer away from Wen Yiming, still kept his voice low, for fear of interference.

Zane was also very moved, Fama, who had been cultivated for countless years and had never let go, was now a half-step super god of war, only two days.

Everyone present at least understood one thing that Fama had benefited a lot from this time, as was evident from his excited expression.

(End of chapter)