God can roll on the starry sky like a raging sea shaking on all sides. Among them, for the first time, the face of the Protoss changed dramatically, and his immortal heavenly power actually failed, unable to form a new fighting body from the old body.

"You!"

He looked at Jiang Fanxiao, his face was very ugly.

"This will be your funeral home......"

Jiang Fanxiao's face was expressionless.

Six mysterious rune imprints huddled beside him and the Protoss, suppressing the Liuhe Eight Desolations. At this time, he raised his right hand, and the silver glow was bright, triggering four directions, and slamming it forward.

King of the World!

"Boom!"

The sky was completely obscured by such an invincible fist. The situation changed, and the sun and moon were gone.

"Boom!"

The vast sky shook, and a very hazy figure condensed behind Jiang Fanxiao, this figure was roughly the same as his movements, and with a press of the iron fist, he collapsed directly in front of Xingchen.

A terrible blow!

The Protoss' face changed again and again, and his heart throbbed from such a terrible punch. At this moment, he pushed the Daoguang Battle Spear in his hand up, causing it to erupt in the most terrifying killing and go straight ahead.

"Boom!"

It was a terrible conflict, and the scene was particularly striking.

Jiang Fanxiao wielded King Jiang Shiming's fist technique, and his heart was cold from murder. He just wanted to shatter the other side of the starry sky. This kind of murder gradually conformed to the original intent of King Ming's boxing. I'm invincible, I'll kill everything.

"Cameroon!"

A crisp voice came out, and a glimmer of light splashed everywhere.

The war spear marks formed by the Protoss were directly shattered by Jiang Fanxiao's blow, completely erased.

"Damn it!"

The Protoss roared, two blazing flames flashing in his eyes.

Behind him was also a tall figure, a hundred feet higher, bursting out with a very terrifying force. He hit it out with a divine shadow, covering it outside his body, pulling out a large sacred stripe and shooting it towards Jiang Fanxiao.

"Kill!"

He roared, pulled out a large piece of Shenhua, and Hao Haoran squeezed forward.

This kind of sacred tattoo is very terrifying, and even Jiang Fanxiao's indestructible war body can be corroded, which is very terrifying. In this regard, Jiang Fanxiao did not dodge or dodge, he had an invincible belief in his heart, his eyes were full of killing intent, and his hand was also a punch.

"Boom!"

The starry sky was shaken, and a huge crack appeared in the starry sky.

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!"

The protosmen shouted that the sacred tattoo was broken, and one arm was shattered on the spot.

"You!"

"Bang!"

The true meaning of King Jiang Shiming's boxing exploded, and every punch shook the stars. The Protoss' body was shattered with every punch. Blood splattered out one by one, falling on every corner of the star.

"God is in heaven and on earth!"

He roared and shook the sky.

"Boom!"

His wounded body healed quickly. Although his face was pale, the alarming pressure manifested one after another. Behind him, the shadow of a huge god condensed again, and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Cameroon!"

It was a pair of merciless eyes, devoid of any emotion, but only an intense light of destruction. The shadow of God is like the statue of God in ancient times. It has only two eyes. Wherever it passed, the starry sky in front of it suddenly vanished, and a destructive turbulent current rolled in.

Such a scene is very scary, intense and terrifying, which makes Qi Qi's color intense!

"Kill!"

The Protoss man shouted, his eyes were ruthless, and he swept the shadow behind him and waved his iron fist together, blasting the space in front of him on the spot, blasting out a huge ray of light that shot directly at Jiang Fanxiao's head.

"Odd"

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

Seeing this scene, many monks changed color, many swallowed their saliva with difficulty, and cold sweat flowed down their foreheads involuntarily. Such a blow was a bit terrifying, and it actually blew through the stars alive and made the stars evaporate.

"The members of the Protoss are indeed going against the sky. “

The old king lamented.

There are only a few records of the Protoss in the ancient books, but they are enough for countless monks to know the horror of the Protoss. Now that they had seen a member of the Protoss with their own eyes, they were clearly aware of how powerful the Protoss was depicted in those ancient books, which could be called an incomparable destiny.

"Damn, this pervert has such a powerful power!"

In the distance, Rochin scolded.

Next to Chen Yifeng, there was a faint hint of Shenhua in his eyes: "He can't support it for too long." The six seals that Brother Jiang realized had exerted too much pressure on him. His immortal talent seems to have failed, losing its immortal advantage......"

He was young and supreme. He could see more and more clearly.

"That's not bad to say, before his body was blown to pieces, he condensed intact flesh and blood directly from his shattered body. But just now, he really repaired his body by himself. It seems that he was indeed suppressed by six seals. ”

Rochin opened his mouth.

They knew that Jiang Fanxiao had six mysterious talents and had the power to challenge the heavens. At this time, Jiang Fanxiao called out the six seals they naturally knew. Not long ago, Jiang Fanxiao used them when dealing with Yin Sheng. They knew that this was the result of the change of the six regiments of Shenhua. God followed suit and became more powerful.

"Give me your life!"

The Protoss screamed, affecting the shadows and shaking the stars.

"Boom!"

His breathing reached its highest point in an instant, with unprecedented power and terror, leaving many viewers with heart palpitations and gasps at the same time.

Above the starry sky, Jiang Fanxiao's eyes were cold.

"Buzz!"

Alakaranasa was sealed, and a tall figure of King Ming was raised, like a giant god standing in the starry sky.

There was no emotion on his face, only endless indifference and murder. Wang Quan, the king of the Ming Dynasty, was able to touch his heart again and again. He swung his silver iron fist and walked forward like a rainbow.

"Bang!"

The two fists crossed together and burned the entire sky.

The scene reappeared, and the two gods stood again in the starry sky, waving their fists one after the other. However, unlike before, boxing at this time was extremely terrifying, and it didn't look like the strength that the Sanqing monk could show.

"Boom!"

God could roll ten squares and many monks, and they shook it back.

"Kill, kill!"

The Protosmen shouted loudly, waving their sacred fists incessantly.

Behind him stood a huge statue of God, his body going crazy, constantly waving his fists.

In contrast, Jiang Fanxiao's face was expressionless, his eyes were cold, and he was full of murderous intent. He was like a silent magic statue, pressing his right hand, the Dao surged out, directly breaking through the vast starry sky, and lightning fell one after another.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

At this time, two different magic boxing filled the sky.

So far, in the starry sky, the divine shadow light outside the two people's bodies has dimmed. At the same time, their respective bodies were covered with cracks, blood was flowing downward, and even dense bones could be seen.

A brutal battle!

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The two men spurted blood at the same time, each flying backwards.

But in the next moment, they rushed to the same place again, stretched out two fists, and the two huge gods were shattered at the same time, turning into a ghostly light floating in the sky. After that, they scuffled together, fists and blood, and the opponent's battle body was shattered, and the source was almost dry.

"Boom!"

Bright Silver shouted angrily, and after the last encounter, a figure poured out in embarrassment.

The Protoss was covered in blood, and the origin of his life was almost shattered. He was blown away by Jiang Fanxiao's punch. His body was shattered, almost a puddle of flesh. His body is covered with a mystical light that helps him repair the body of God. Because the six Shenhua Regiments suppressed this place outside of his body, his immortal work completely lost its effectiveness.

"Boom!"

In the distance, the stars flickered, and a ghostly figure came under pressure.

The Protoss wanted to repair the divine body, but Jiang Fanxiao obviously didn't want to give him such an opportunity. He didn't even care about his injury, step by step, he pressed down with Wang Ming's fist and smashed it mercilessly.

"Poof!"

Half of the Protoss' bodies collapsed and turned into bloody mud.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

In a moment, the shadow of the fist appeared in the sky. Jiang Fanxiao stood on the starry sky, and the silver fist hit it one after another. He struck blood with his fists and launched a devastating slaughter on the Protoss.

"Ahh

The Protoss man screamed, completely unable to resist Jiang Fanxiao's punching momentum at this time.

Six mysterious markers swirl around these two markers, turning them into a giant aura that envelops them and suppresses everything. At this moment, his immortal heavenly work had lost its immortal effect and was unable to form a new Dao.

"Damn humans... Ahh

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

So far, he has no ability to resist.

"The Protoss, he, he, seems to have lost ......"

"Lost, really lost!"

"The star, he... God should have been killed. ！”

Many of the monks were terrified.

A true Protoss powerhouse, the legendary god, should be beheaded now!

"Alright, alright, kill that bastard!"

In the distance, Rochin cried.

At this time, Huang Hao's eyes had two rounds of dazzling sunlight flickering, staring straight ahead. In the other direction, a man in blue was staring at the battlefield, his eyes starting to bleed again.

Above the starry sky, Jiang Fanxiao was covered in blood, but his eyes were extremely cold. His right hand was finally raised, a silver glow appeared, the sun and moon were obscured, and the stars on the invincible fist kept shaking: "Done, I'll pull out your soul and let it tell me everything about the Protoss!"

"You ......"

The Protoss completely changed color at this time, his eyes were no longer cold and proud, and the last trace of fear appeared.

"Death!"

Jiang Fanxiao coldly spat out a word.

Wang Jiangshi's fist was pressed down, and the sky was full of stars.

The Protoss is invincible, and even has scruples about ascending to heaven.

But so what?

The world respects and fears God, but for him it is all empty. He only knows that the person he likes is unhappy. That alone was enough to make him angry. His heart was full of murder.

"Boom!"

The fist of God is pressed down like a sacred drum.

"Poof!"

God's blood splattered, bewitching and piercing.

The Protoss people were directly smashed into pieces, Jiang Fanxiao sent six mysterious marks, a big hand, directly pulled the Protoss people out, and raised his hand to erase the spiritual imprints belonging to the Protos.