In the gray starry sky, a little blood flew, and a chaotic halberd broke the starry sky and stabbed directly into Kun's cracked chest. The vast flanks immediately flooded it.

"Ahem!"

Although he was very strong, he directly coughed up a mouthful of Xie Jing at this moment.

He was taken aback, but he didn't expect that Jiang Fanxiao would actually hurt him, and a halberd pierced him through the starry sky.

But soon, he stretched out his big hand again, shrouded in dim flames, grabbed Jiang Fanxiao, who was holding a halberd, and said in a new voice: "All the ants are under Luo Tian. If this seat is seriously injured, do you think it will be bullied? stupid people!"

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

He snorted heavily and stretched out his big hand, the flames even more terrifying.

However, on the other hand, Jiang Fanxiao decisively and directly shook the chaotic halberd in his hand. A huge murderous aura erupted on Kun's split body on the spot, causing him to tremble violently, and his body cracked in an instant.

"I'm going to bully you today!"

Jiang Fanxiao said coldly.

The terrifying god of the chaotic halberd killing machine burst out with amazing fairy light, which was violently pulled out by him.

"Poof!"

A long string of blood spread out, staining the starry sky red.

"You!"

Kun Crack looked at Jiang Fanxiao, his face was ugly, and he had a new face.

"This will be your funeral home. ”

Jiang Fanxiao's face was expressionless.

He held a messy halberd in his hand, his black hair was flying, and his eyes were cold, like an incomparable god of war from ancient times. At this time, he raised his right hand, which was shining silver, and moved in four directions, drilling hard to the front.

"Pit!"

The chaotic halberd shook, and the seventh sword of the Heaven-Splitting slashed out, and the stars turned white.

"Boom!"

The vast starry sky swayed. Jiang Fanxiao's eyes were cold. He replaced the sword with a halberd. He wielded the terrifying Sword of the Broken Sun, forcing him to smile. The black and white sword filled the fields and eight wastelands, directly destroying the starry sky ahead.

Terrible sword!

"Bugs, some tricks!"

Kun Crack looked indifferent.

"Buzz!"

He waved his right hand directly, covering the vast starry sky, and patted it.

The palms of his hands were intertwined with wisps of light, as if they were spider webs, ruthlessly pressing on Jiang Fanxiao's body.

"Boom!"

The stars swayed, and meteorites floating in all directions collapsed far away.

Kun Yiyi opened his eyes in a serious and domineering manner, and pressed down his big hand with bright eyes: "Although this seat is seriously injured, it is not a little Sanqing ant who humiliates him. You're too tender to fish in mixed water!"

"Buzz!"

This palm is terrifying, and the scene is particularly amazing.

Luo Tian's top power strike!

"Boom!"

The collision of the earth, the seventh sword that Jiang Fanxiao slashed out was directly blown into pieces, and the battle body trembled violently without destroying it.

"Bugs, do you see clearly? This is the gap. ”

Kun Crack said coldly.

He stepped on the void, the tendency of the hand he pressed remained the same, and the light flourished.

In this regard, Jiang Fanxiao had no expression or fear. He wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, walked on the magical steps, clenched his fist with his right hand, and smashed it down without saying a single superfluous word.

"Boom!"

He waved King Jiang Shiming's fist and touched the ten sides of the Dao. His heart was cold with murder.

"Bang!"

Soon, King Jiang Shiming's fist collided with Kun's big hand, and a terrible storm broke out.

"Cameroon!"

A crisp sound came from the sky.

Jiang Fanxiao's iron fist was fractured for the first time, his five fingers were broken, and blood flowed.

"Throwing eggs at a stone is childish and stupid. You're a human being, but you've forgotten a word in your race. Skinny camels are bigger than horses......"

Kun Crack looked indifferent.

He stepped onto the starry sky and advanced towards Jiang Fanxiao again.

However, in the next moment, his right hand exploded, shattering into a mist of blood.

"You!"

He looked at Jiang Fanxiao, and his face changed.

Jiang Fanxiao's eyes were cold, his black hair was dancing wildly, his right hand was flashing with fairy light, his injuries were healed, and he advanced towards Kun Crack step by step. "Looks like you're not much bigger than my horse, are you?"

"Pit!"

The Chaos Halberd bloomed with immortal brilliance, and as soon as it was held in his hand, it was directly pierced by him.

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!"

Kun Crack's face turned pale.

With a wave of his hand, he pulled out a large piece of Shenhua. Hao Ranhao stepped forward. This is the light of the path, and it contains an extremely terrifying power. It is almost indestructible, everything will be destroyed before it is blocked.

"You can't do that!"

In this regard, Jiang Fanxiao's eyes were cold, and there was only one sentence.

He doesn't dodge or dodge, his heart is invincible, his eyes are full of killing intent, and his hand is a punch.

"Boom!"

The starry sky shook violently, cracking a huge crack.

At this moment, Jiang Fanxiao had no happiness or sadness, only the burning anger in his heart and the endless killing intent in his eyes. He forgot everything and gave up his defense. Only a pair of iron fists kept in front.

"Poof!"

Kun Crack shouted loudly, the light was blown out, and one arm was smashed on the spot.

After all, he was too weak at the moment. Although it dodged the ghost dragon's explosion, its divine power was less than 10% of that of its heyday. Even the origin of life has been cracked, and its power is weak to the lowest point.

"Kill!"

Jiang Fanxiao drank cold drinks.

At this time, the true meaning of King Jiang Shiming's boxing exploded, and every punch shocked the stars.

"Ant, do you really think this seat is a lie?"

Kun Crack yelled.

"Borrow the power of heaven to refine the eternal stars!"

Amazing pressures erupted one after another. Kun cracked, squeezing out the divine formula of the Great Dao, shaking the entire starry sky. At this time, a huge force spread out from his body, and his strength increased little by little.

"Boom!"

It's a terrible trend, and the stars around it are completely distorted.

"Ant, beheaded!"

Kun Crack snorted coldly, and a pair of eyes were new and ruthless.

He waved his hand in front of him, a clearing propped up behind him. The light is endless.

"Odd"

The starry sky was steaming, and there was a strong light mist rolling up.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Fanxiao's eyes were cold, and the black hair on his forehead danced wildly.

"Buzz!"

He supports the seal of Alakaranasa, and the figure of a tall Ming king is supported, standing like a giant god in the starry sky.

There was no emotion on his face, only endless indifference and murder, and the loyalty of the Ming king was shifted again and again. He swung his silver iron fist and walked forward like a rainbow.

"Boom!"

The light is endless. Kun split his hand and waved back to the shadow of King Ming. The fields were pressed down, and Jiang Fanxiao was captured.

"Now it's all over, with ......"

Kun's face was cold.

However, in the next moment, a flash of light flashed in front of his eyes, and the silver iron fist shook time and space, and a punch pierced directly into his chest.

"What about you?!"

Kun Crack's face changed drastically.

On Jiang Fanxiao's body, six marks flashing with mysterious brilliance appeared, isolating all the forces around him. His eyes were cold and unforgiving. His right hand passed through Kun's cracked chest and grabbed the other's heart.

"I said, you can't live today!"

As Luo Tian's top strength, Kun Crack has a powerful and unrivaled field. At his peak, even if Jiang Fanxiao had six mysterious marks, it would be difficult for him to walk through his realm. But now it's different. Kun Crack was hit hard. His field strength was less than one-tenth of that of his heyday. He was extremely weak. He was fearless.

"Ahem!"

Kun cracked, coughed out a mouthful of Xie Jing, raised his right hand, and took a photo directly.

Jiang Fanxiao didn't care about this, his eyes were cold: "You are not much better than Luo Tian's early monks." How many waves do you think you can overcome, and how many people can you ignore?"

"Boom!"

The ruthless words were like a thorn, piercing Kun Crack's heart.

"Little ants!"

Kun Crack's face suddenly became hideous.

He stretched out his right hand and added a few more points, supporting Tian Rujia to surge.

"Die!"

He roared, his eyes new and terrifying.

However, despite this, Jiang Fanxiao still looks the same. He stood in the cracked field, his black hair flying, and six mysterious ancient patterns slowly swirling around him: "Is this your last resort now? If so, in your words, this is the end of everything......

"Boom!"

The bright silver thundered, Jiang Fan Xiao's whole body was surging with divinity, and the huge coercion suddenly broke out.

"Bang!"

In an instant, a figure flew out.

Kun Crack was covered in blood, and the life origin of the crack almost collapsed, and was blasted away by Jiang Fanxiao's punch.

At this moment, his body was in tatters, half of his body was almost shattered.

"Damn it, you!"

His face changed slightly.

Looking at Jiang Fanxiao on the other side, he didn't expect that a monk of the Sanqing Kingdom would have such terrifying power. You know, he is the existence of Luo Tianfeng, although the blow is very big, it is enough to compare with Luo Tianfeng's early strength, but now, he is suppressed by a Sanqing monk!

"Boom!"

The starry sky swayed, and in the field it supported, a ghostly figure came under pressure.

Kun Crack wanted to repair the divine body, but at this time, Jiang Fanxiao didn't give him a chance at all. He came step by step, and King Jiang Shiming's punch was pressed down again, distorting the entire region.

"Poof!"

Kun split his body in half and turned into bloody mud.

"Damn it!"

He roared angrily.

On the other side, Jiang Fanxiao's face was expressionless, only a pair of cold polar eyes stared straight at him. At this moment, two silver suns appeared in front of Jiang Fanxiao's eyes, and the starry sky in front of him suddenly distorted.

"Buzz!"

A huge vortex appeared in the starry sky, covering the Kun crack for the first time.

At the same time, Jiang Fanxiao jumped up with a silver mang, dancing wildly with black hair. He walked directly into the sacred art of returning to the Yuan Dynasty: "Right here, Wang Ming will collapse, and you will die!"

"Boom!"

In a moment, the shadow of the fist appeared in the sky. Jiang Fanxiao returned to Sheng Yuan's art. Silver fists slammed into him one after another, dealing a devastating blow to Kun Crack. He beat blood with his fists and shattered bones with subterfuge.

"Ahh

Kun Crack screamed, completely unable to resist Jiang Fanxiao's boxing momentum at this moment.

He was a strong man at the peak of Luo Tian, and he was also Yao Yuan's incomparable figure. But so what? After surviving the explosion of the ghost dragon, he was very weak and could only match the early monks of Luo Tian. What is he compared to the angry Jiang Fanxiao?

"Damn humans... Ahh

He howled, but soon Jiang Fanxiao's fist was pressed down, and his throat was shattered.