Chapter 812: The Source of the Unknown
Xiang Wang and Chu Zheng's faces changed, it was impossible for them to do nothing at this time, otherwise, the disciples of the ancient martial arts family would also be dissatisfied, and then estimated that the duration of Fang Yang's strange and mysterious battle method should be almost over, and they were a little ready to move.
Naturally, the small movements of these people did not escape Fang Yang's eyes, he shrugged his shoulders, sneered, and said disdainfully: "If you want the secret treasure key, just say it, and there are so many high-sounding words, if you want to kill me, come on, master, I will follow it together." ”
Chu Zheng clasped his hands into fists, and a pair of ice rings as holy and dazzling as the silver wheel and the moon appeared on his two wrists, and said in a solemn and sincere tone: "Brother Dao, I have offended. ”
Fang Yangyi's head moved slightly, this ice ring divinity was terrifyingly powerful, as if it could freeze thousands of miles in a single thought, stirring Zhou Tian cold, but he still said quietly, "Fake." ”
After speaking, Fang Yang did not retreat but advanced, facing the supernatural power original technique that everyone smashed their heads and faces, and they marched forward, with a great momentum of moving forward.
These people thought that their battle methods had lasted for an end and wanted to stand up and cut leeks, but they didn't know that they were born with a good body, absorbing and refining the energy of heaven and earth all the time, and the divine energy accumulated in the human treasures in various parts of the body was the fuel for the human body furnace.
Want to besiege yourself while you're exhausted?
Proficiency is wishful thinking!
Fang Yang punched out, piercing through the flames of the phoenix that were burning brightly, the phoenix roared loudly, the power of the fist was shocking, and each of them bloomed with a brilliant light, so dazzling that it was difficult to look at directly.
"Woo ......"
The flames that burned all the Eight Desolations instantly invaded and submerged Fang Yang's body, and the spitting tongue of fire was like a heavenly phoenix descending into the world, overwhelming the heavens and the earth, and all souls were terrified.
"Bang!bang!bang......"
Fang Yang's body was surrounded by the mysterious and mysterious sea map of stars, and the stars continued to fall and explode, but this heavenly phoenix just couldn't break through this map of the sea of stars, and could only let out a wail.
However, Fang Yang's punch pierced the Heavenly Phoenix Fire, and it was about to land on Xiang Wang's temple.
This punch condensed the power of the two human treasures in Fang Yang's body, and the void was stagnant, trembling under this invincible force, and it was difficult to move.
For mortal martial artists, this punch is invincible! No matter how powerful and unparalleled the supernatural power is, it will all be crushed into powder, and the runes will be wiped out!
Xiang Wang frowned, he didn't dare to take it hard, and at the last moment, he dodged sideways, turned around in a few volleys in succession, constantly unloading the aftermath of this punch, and finally passed by Fang Yang.
"Hahaha......"
Seeing that Xiang Wang didn't dare to retreat with regret, and had already lost under the Dao Heart wrestling, Fang Yang laughed vigorously.
"Snort~"
A wave of frost qi spread extremely quickly, freezing everything around him, and even the heaven and earth energy flowing in the space was frozen there.
Fang Yang's expression remained unchanged, a dragon roared, and the majestic and vast Yuan Qi erupted from his throat, gathering into a sharp sword, and slashed down with a "bang", and the condensed frost cracked into countless snowflakes.
Suddenly, there was a sound of void surging in his ears, and a strong wind whistled by, and the cold glow of Shenjin was reflected on Fang Yang's eyes.
Fang Yang subconsciously lowered his eyes, and the next moment, a silver and bright divine gold spear poked out like a dragon, directly hitting the center of his eyebrows.
Around the snow-white blade of this spear, mysterious whirlpools were formed, and the void was concave, as if even time had been distorted, and it fell silent, and it could no longer be felt.
Fang Yangdao's heart was shocked, not disturbed by his illusion, his eyes were clear and bright, and he saw the moon pupil to see the essence of the avenue.
This is the collapsed space-time original technique, with the power of curling time and space, once it is involved, it will be crushed by the endless power of time and space, just like the giant wheel on the long river of fate, running over a mayfly ant, no matter how strong Fang Yang's strength is, it is impossible to stop the progress of the giant wheel of time.
The runes appeared in Fang Yang's hands, and the divine radiance flowed, and round after round of huge mysterious divine rings shrouded him, at this time, he was like a god, awe-inspiring and inviolable.
The space-time original technique involves the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and naturally uses supernatural powers to fight against it.
Fang Yang's left hand spread out with five fingers together, and he stepped forward, grabbing the body of this divine golden spear without a vortex manifestation in a domineering manner.
Zuo Cheng held the spear in both hands, his eyes lit up, and he slammed it, and while dodging Fang Yang's probing hand, he shook off countless sky-high fireballs, and the tongue of fire that spewed out was as hideous and evil as a hellhound.
"Knock! knock......"
Around Fang Yang, the clouds and mist were shrouded, and a faint red-gold barrier appeared, like an inverted golden bell, protecting him inside, solid as gold, and those tongues of fire could not invade a single bit.
Fang Yang's left hand just fell, and his right hand took Zuo Cheng's left shoulder like lightning, fast and powerful, like the world in the palm of his hand, people had nowhere to escape.
A strange light flashed in Zuo Cheng's eyes, even if his blood and qi strength increased greatly after the fusion of his primary and secondary bodies, he knew that he would not be able to fight hard with Fang Yang.
Zuo Cheng subconsciously let go of his left hand holding the Shenjin spear, and turned his left shoulder sideways to avoid Fang Yang's palm.
"Huh......"
The corners of Fang Yang's mouth were lightly raised, raising a hint of playful arc.
Ren Zuocheng would never have thought that Fang Yang's move was just a feint, he saw that Zuocheng dodged his palm, and immediately turned around, his left hand turned into a front palm, and his right hand made a back palm, and he slammed on the spear with two bangs.
The blow succeeded, Fang Yang took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the whole person turned around and rotated again and again, like a spinning top rotating at high speed, every time he turned around, his left and right palms were like sharp weapons that split mountains and seas, and slashed on the body of this divine golden spear.
Rao was a treasure made of divine gold, and it couldn't withstand such a crazy and brutal attack by Fang Yang, a humanoid beast.
In an instant, Fang Yang had already chopped down no less than a hundred palms, this divine golden spear continued to tremble violently, letting out a wail, and the runes on the blade of the spear were also constantly scattered, becoming more and more dim.
By the time Zuo Cheng reacted, the whirlpool on the blade of the spear had gradually shrunk, and he understood that the general trend was gone, so he took advantage of the fact that the Shenjin spear was not broken by Fang Yang, and decisively withdrew and retreated.
Fang Yang was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, when a piece of yellow mud full of rotten and dilapidated aura was thrown towards his face.
The corners of Fang Yang's mouth couldn't help twitching twice, almost wanting to scold in anger.
These bastards are so tasteless, they can't beat them and throw mud!
Soon, Fang Yang discovered that this was not the case, this piece of corrupt and dilapidated soil was filled with an ominous aura of death, this ominous aura was extremely strong, like a curse, lingering around him all the time, and even the divine soul would be completely sunk.
Fang Yang finally understood why there was a wisp of ominous aura in the Baichuan Rakshasa Sword, it was originally a bloody scarlet Rakshasa, full of destruction and destruction, how could it still be contaminated with the aura of decay and ruin, it turned out that it was all because of this piece of loess.
Fang Yang didn't dare to be careless, he originally wanted to smash this piece of loess with a punch, so he suddenly withdrew his fist and kicked his legs back, avoiding it.
But the appearance of the next scene made him creepy, and the rotten yellow mud continued to deform in the air, and finally formed the outline of the face of a hideous demon, and bit down on him!