That's it, let's end there. ”

However, Tang San, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, Ning Rongrong and others were worried, and Wu Fang, as the person concerned, did not change at all when facing the ultimate judgment of the angel god and the destruction of the Rakshasa god by the Rakshasa God, his expression did not change at all, he did not see the slightest panic, and he was still very calm and calm.

As the faint sigh fell, I saw him raise his hand and wave his robe slightly.

A wisp of nine-colored light swept through like a breeze, bringing ripples in the air.

Click, click!

Just as this wind-like light met the blood-colored scythe and golden divine sword that carried the breath of destruction and destruction, an astonishing scene occurred.

The terrifying attack that was fought by the two god-level masters at all costs was like suddenly encountering a nemesis, as if the ice and snow had met magma, and in the crisp sound, it instantly melted away.

"This ......"

Whether it was the side of the Martial Spirit Empire or the side of the Heaven Dou Empire, everyone who was watching the battle had their expressions frozen at this moment.

However, the next scene made their consternation climb to another level. One by one, their mouths opened suddenly, gasping for air, their pupils contracted sharply, and their faces were full of disbelief.

I saw that the nine-colored light that Wu Fang waved at will blew towards the angel god Qianrenxue and the Rakshasa god Bibi Dong after easily destroying the blood-colored sickle and the golden divine sword.

Suddenly, the two of them seemed to be restrained by an invisible force, and they could only watch as the nine-colored light swept across their bodies.

Under the attention of everyone, the nine-colored light dissipated, but also the bodies of Qianyue and Bibi Dong dissipated, turning into a little rain of light and disappearing into the void space.

In front of the Jade Peak Pass, the atmosphere on the barren land gradually became strange.

Quiet horrible!

A pair of eyes focused on the direction where Qianyue and Bibi Dong disappeared, and the expressions of the crowd became more and more distorted.

In the end, everyone's eyes moved to Wu Fang's body, and they couldn't help but swallow their saliva, that gaze was like looking at a monster in the Chaos Era.

"Dead, the angel god and the rakshasa god are dead!"

"Haha, our homeland has been saved!

"There will be no more wars, no more worry!"

......

Tens of thousands of soldiers of the Heaven Dou Empire took the lead in speaking, waving their weapons one by one, cheering and excited.

"It's... It can't be!"

"Miss and the Pope are both gods! How could they just die!"

"Is this Tang Sect Master already terrifying to such a degree? He actually raised his hand and waved it, and he killed the young lady and the Pope!"

"Could it be that he is really a god of the seventh generation, or even more ancient gods!"

......

The faces of the worshippers in the Martial Spirit Hall turned gray in an instant. One by one, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and it was as if someone had poured a basin of biting cold water from head to toe, and the whole body was numb.

The scene came so suddenly and unexpectedly that they were caught off guard.

They don't want to believe what they've seen before, and they don't want to accept the results!

The army of the Martial Spirit Empire also reacted one after another, looking at Wu Fang one by one, with a look of fear on his face, and his eyes were scattered.

"Master, he'...... It's so strong!" Ning Rongrong opened his mouth wide, his lips moved slightly, and his words were filled with deep consternation.

Wu Fang in the battlefield, the corners of his mouth rose slightly with a little smile, and he raised his hand to kill the angel god and the rakshasa god, it was like a joke to him.

"You say, Master, how many generations of gods is he?" Oscar squirmed his throat, forcing down the throbbing in his heart to calm himself.

"At least seven generations of gods. I'm afraid that only the seven generations of gods can kill Qianyue and Bibi Dong so effortlessly. Dai Mubai responded, the look of surprise on his face had not yet receded, and his brain seemed to have lost the ability to command actions, standing there like a log, staring at Wu Fang with two eyes in a daze.

The Snow Night Emperor, the White Tiger Emperor, Ning Fengzhi, Tang Chen, Bo Saixi and other strong people also gasped, and their faces were dazed, like thunder and lightning clay sculptures.

They were expecting Wu Fang to win, but they didn't expect that the powerful Angel God and Rakshasa God would be so vulnerable in front of Wu Fang, just like ants.

After waving his hand to kill Qian Lingxue and Bibi Dong, Wu Fang turned his head to look at the worshippers of the Wuhun Hall and the tens of thousands of troops.

Facing Wu Fang's gaze, the worshippers of the Martial Spirit Hall suddenly showed vigilance, their whole bodies were tense like a stone, their hearts were sinking as if they were filled with cold lead, and their faces were filled with thick fear.

Whew!

Wu Fang raised his hand, and suddenly several brilliant silver needles erupted from his palm.

Dense silver needles shot overwhelmingly towards a group of martial soul halls to worship. Without waiting for these Martial Spirit Hall powerhouses to escape, the silver needle pierced through their bodies, and then in the terrible and painful screams, one after another their bodies exploded, turning into flesh and blood.

In the blink of an eye, many powerhouses in the Martial Spirit Hall were all buried in the brilliant silver needle.

"No... Don't ......"

Looking at the tragic scene of rivers of blood, the tens of thousands of troops of the Wuhun Empire were so frightened that they retreated again and again, and they all knelt down in the direction of Wu Fang and begged for mercy.

Wu Fang frowned, a look of hesitation appeared in his eyes, and then he sighed faintly, and turned to look at the Heaven Dou Empire army behind him: "Whether they go or stay will be left to you to decide." ”

"Kill them all!"

"Avenge the dead brothers!"

As soon as Wu Fang's words fell, ninety percent of the soldiers of the Heaven Dou Empire clenched the weapons in their hands and slaughtered the army of the Martial Spirit Empire with great momentum.

Due to the death of Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong, the army of the Wuhun Empire was defeated, and the situation on the battlefield soon showed a one-sided trend.

Wu Fang shook his head and walked towards Tang San, Xiao Wu and the others.

"Master, your strength seems to be much stronger than it was a hundred years ago. Tang San took a deep breath, waited until Wu Fang came to him, and spoke.

A hundred years ago, when he, the master, dealt with the ninth generation of angel gods, although he also killed the other party, he used powerful moves. But in the past hundred years, with just a wave of his robe, he actually killed the angel god and the rakshasa god at the same time!

The strength before and after this is like the gap between Firefly and Haoyue!

Regarding Tang San's question, Wu Fang smiled.

"Swim in the heavens and the sea of stars for the teacher, walk in the long river of time, and cultivate the body of the world. In this life, in the past hundred years, the teacher has only found a little bit of the strength he once had. Wu Fang put his hands behind his back, looked at Tang San calmly, and said lightly.

Hearing this, including Tang San, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, Bo Saixi and all the other powerhouses, one by one suddenly gasped suddenly, and the gaze that looked at Wu Fang became more and more worshipful!

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