"No...... No way!"

Looking at the huge vision that had disappeared, the faces of the twelve powerful powerhouses changed suddenly, and they were instantly at a loss.

However, before they could come back to their senses, a biting chill suddenly welled up behind them.

The next moment, the ocean of thunder and lightning disappeared inexplicably, and then a figure stood in the middle of the twelve of them.

The twelve powerful men stood on their heads, and they had no idea how this person had appeared beside them in an instant. This is the same as them piercing through the void and not moving, and the other party's void displacement does not have any aura fluctuations, there is no trace at all, and it disappears directly from your perception.

"Kill!"

The four powerful powerhouses who had reacted first were the first to shout, and at the same time as the powerful divine thoughts were activated, the sea of wheels burst out with dazzling light, and a strong attack came out of the body.

However, Wu Fang's speed was faster and more direct than them, that is, he raised his hand and slapped it, slapping it in the void.

Syllable!

A slap fell, bringing a crisp sound.

But it was such an unremarkable slap that fell, and the bodies of the four powerful men seemed to be infused with endless energy, expanding sharply, and exploding into a blood mist with a bang, followed by the soul body.

"No...... Not ......"

Looking at the blood mist floating around them, the bodies of the remaining eight powerful powerhouses began to tremble uncontrollably with fear.

At this moment, this mysterious man stood in the center of them, like a god of death.

The eight powers did not dare to hesitate, turned around and split into two groups and swept in different directions.

Whew!

But Wu Fangxun was like a ghost, like a wisp of ethereal smoke, and his body was so fast that he couldn't catch it.

The pace moved slightly, and in an instant, he appeared in front of the first wave of people, raised his right palm, and slapped it.

Syllable!

Another crisp slap.

The void distorted, and the four powerful and powerful men exploded in a sharp expansion just like the four people before them.

As soon as the screams fell, Wu Fang's figure had already appeared in front of the second wave of four powerful powerhouses.

Raise your palm, fall.

Syllable!

A third slap rang out.

The last four powerful men exploded, and flesh and blood flew all over the battlefield.

After solving the twelve powerful and powerful people with three slaps in his hand, Wu Fang straightened his clothes and moved his muscles and bones a little.

However, at this moment, above the dungeon, to be exact, it should be the sound that the entire Divine City could hear, was only the crisp sound of Wu Fang's writhing muscles.

Because at this moment, all the monks, including Jiang Taixu and the Night King, were stunned by Wu Fang's three slaps.

One by one, they were like a thunderbolt from a sunny day, and they were stunned, looking at Wu Fang as sluggishly as wood, unable to return to their senses for a long time.

No one seems to dare to believe what they are seeing, it is like a dream!

The entire city of God was immersed in a dead silence.

It wasn't until a long time before the dead silence was replaced by the hustle and bustle, and as more and more people came to their senses, the hustle and bustle climbed straight to its highest point since the battle began.

"Oh my God, my eyes don't spent!"

"If you spend it, I'm afraid all of us will be blind. ”

"That's thirteen powerful and powerful people, each of them is a saint-level existence in Zhongzhou, and they are not weaker than the Jiang family master......! He was shocked and killed when he raised his hand!"

"Not to mention the first person, the death of the remaining twelve people is even a bit dramatic, and they were slapped to death by the other party! One slap to death four powers, three slaps are all done, if I don't see it with my own eyes, I won't believe it!"

"It's so light, it doesn't seem to have much strength to look at him like that, it's easier than swatting mosquitoes and grasshoppers. I'm afraid that even the God King Jiang Taixu and the Night King can't do it. ”

"Then again, what is his origin? What kind of cultivation is he? Could it be that he is still above the God King?"

"He seems to be a bit similar to a character I heard about, could it really be Hongjun Ancestor?"

"Who is Hongjun Ancestor? Tell me about his deeds!"

......

In the Divine City, the monks in all corners discussed the origin of his Wu Fang with shock, and their eyes were full of worship.

"Such means ......"

In the battlefield, Jiang Taixu looked at Wu Fang's back, his expression was a little trance-like, and suddenly, he actually believed that the other party was an old monster who survived the ancient period.

After all, he had already ascended to the God King Realm, but he still couldn't catch the opponent's aura fluctuations, and he couldn't even capture the opponent's movement trajectory.

"Ancestor, these three slaps are so good, they are really neat!" Duan De on the side stepped forward, looked at Wu Fang with a flattering face, and patted his ass without hesitation.

"Ye Fan, when do you say we will have the strength of the ancestor, it's so cool to watch. Ji Ziyue pulled Ye Fan's arm and said.

"It's not big or small, it's called Brother Fan!" Ye Fan pinched Ji Ziyue's nose mercilessly.

The Night Monarch not far away swept through the blood mist of the three directions that had not yet dissipated, and when he looked at Wu Fang again, his face became more and more solemn and difficult to look at.

Through the means revealed by the other party, he knew that the other party was definitely not an existence to be messed with.

Thinking of this, the Night King tightened his grip on the Yin Yang Divine Sword in his hand even more.

"It's your turn. ”

Without the slightest fluctuation of emotion, the bland syllables fell, and Wu Fang turned his head to look at the Night King, and a ghostly light shot out of his eyes.

The speed of the ghost light was extremely fast, and a thunder dragon was faintly visible in it, and in an instant, it pierced through the void and appeared in front of the Night King.

The sudden attack obviously made the Night King's body tremble, and he subconsciously raised the Yin Yang Divine Sword to resist.

Bell ——!

With a metallic tremble, the Yin Yang Divine Sword was almost knocked away by the power contained in a flash of ghostly light. But even if the Yin Yang Divine Sword blocked the power of the ninth layer for the Night Sovereign, the power of the remaining layer still shocked his blood and blood.

I saw the Night King's body shake violently, and a cloud of silver blood spurted out from his mouth, spilling into the city.

Silver blood fell on a magnificent building below, which shattered and collapsed as soon as the blood beads fell.

"Silver blood!"

"Why is his blood silver?"

"It's just a mouthful of blood that actually crushed a building, what is going on with his blood, and what kind of strange energy is contained in it!"

......

Inside the Divine City, a group of monks looked at the building that had been crushed by the Silver Blood of the Night King, their faces full of shock.

On the ruins, the silver blood was particularly striking, and everyone was shocked. What kind of physique is this, almost everyone is puzzled, and they have never heard of it.

"You're damned!"

The Night King wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared at Wu Fang viciously, and after a monstrous angry shout with murderous intent, a huge statue of a god appeared behind him, like the ancestor of creation, majestic and inviolable, looking down on the common people.

"It's kind of funny. ”

Looking at the huge statue behind the Night King, the corners of Wu Fang's mouth raised slightly, and a playful smile appeared on his face.

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