Looking at the person who fell from the sky, Fang Han's face turned cold, and he stared at the opposite side without blinking.

"Your Excellency, is it that you are with them, and you are also going to attack my Yuhuamen?"

Fang Han's voice was indifferent, and he kept recalling the identity of the person who came in his mind, but after thinking about it carefully, he still didn't recall useful information.

After all, there were too many Heavenly Realm sects, and there were even thousands of Holy Sons who had entered this place, and Fang Han had only memorized some sect Holy Sons who were powerful and difficult to deal with, and as for some small sects that did not seem to him to be in the stream, he hardly paid much attention to them.

"Cheng Hao, the Tianyin Gate of this seat, has seen two Taoist friends!" Cheng Hao smiled and nodded at Fang Han and Sun Shihua.

"Tianyin Sect?" Fang Han frowned, then turned his head to look at Sun Shihua on the side, "Senior Brother Sun, is there such a sect in this trial sect?"

"It seems that there is, but this sect has always been low-key, and there are few holy sons who can handle it, so in the information we collected this time, we directly ignored this small sect!"

Sun Shihua's face was ugly, and he felt that he was still a little careless when collecting intelligence, and he couldn't judge the strength of Cheng Hao on the other side, but no matter what, it was definitely much stronger than the holy sons of several major sects who had just been killed by the two of them!

"Cheng Hao, my Yuhuamen and your Tianyinmen have never had anything to do with each other, what's the matter, you want to be our enemies for the sake of these people?" Fang Han went straight to the point, since the trouble is coming, whether it is war or peace, it depends on how the other party chooses!

"Hehe, Daoist friends laughed, I just said that these people are destined for me, but I didn't say that I want to protect them!"

While speaking, Cheng Hao learned from Fang Han's appearance just now, opened his mouth and inhaled, and in an instant, more than a dozen of them were blasted by Fang Han's body, and only the Holy Son who was imprisoned in the void was left, which directly turned into streamers and was swallowed by him.

Boom!

He didn't even need to chew, he swallowed more than a dozen Yuan Shen into his stomach in a row, Cheng Hao didn't even need to refine it, and the gods in the acupoints in his body consciously pinched the magic trick and devoured the Yuan Shen one by one.

"Your Excellency, I killed these people, and you devoured them directly in front of me, so you can't be too blind, right?"

Fang Han's expression was cold, but there was a hint of jealousy in his eyes, so many Holy Son Yuan Gods, even him, would have to spend a while refining them. And this Tianyinmen Holy Son Cheng Hao was directly devoured, and he didn't even need to refine it, obviously, the strength of the person who came was absolutely terrifying!

"Daoyou said with a smile, these people can enter my womb, which means that they are indeed destined for me, this is the will of God, and I can't ask for it!" Cheng Hao laughed, looking at Fang Han in front of him with interest, wanting to see what this murderous protagonist would do.

"Providence, then it is also providence for me to kill you!"

Fang Leng snorted, although the strength of the person who came was strong, but he was not afraid, he flew up directly, and a punch blasted out, and above his head, a huge mysterious book appeared, and then turned into a brilliant divine light, permeating his body, rolling divine power, condensed on a punch.

"Epoch God Fist, give me death!"

Fang Han's expression was hideous, as soon as he made a move, he directly used a killing move, this Era Divine Fist was the strongest divine power he could use as Feng Yuan now, and with one punch, it could burst out with fourteen times the combat power of his cultivation at this time. With his cultivation at the peak of his ancestral immortal now, fourteen times his combat power has exploded, even if it is an ordinary Yuan Immortal, I am afraid that he will not be able to take his punch.

"Nice supernatural powers!"

Cheng Hao smiled slightly, then spread out his palm, and with a terrifying punch from Fang Han, he waved it lightly, like a fly, and directly slapped the other party away.

Cheng Hao's current strength, not to mention the power of the soul of the Heavenly Monarch, is just the physical body, it is also the fourth-order realm, simply with the power of the physical body, he can fight with the Immortals, and with the current combat power of Fang Han, he is far from being able to match him!

"How is it possible, how can you be so powerful?" Fang Han's face was full of shock, he couldn't be sure what level the other party's strength had reached, but when it could be confirmed, this person's strength was definitely not weaker than the strength of those Heavenly Court Saints before the trial began!

"Come and don't be rude, since Daoyou punched me, why don't you take me a punch too?"

Cheng Hao smiled, and didn't see any special movements from him, he raised his hand very casually and punched out, in an instant, the heavens and the earth were discolored, the sun and the moon were dull, and countless large cracks in the void were torn open under this coercion, and a dark golden terrifying fist tore through the sky and burst out.

"Not good!"

Fang Han let out a long roar, and the wings of freedom behind him spread out, taking mysterious steps, trying to dodge this punch that could easily tear the sky.

However, that terrifying fist had its own will, which had completely locked him, and Fang Han instigated the wings of freedom behind him to dodge one after another, but he couldn't dodge it at all. In desperation, Fang Han roared angrily, and eight floating slaughters appeared above his head, and the power of the Flood Desolate Ancestral Dragon descended in the sky, and many heaven and earth vitality changed into runes like dragon scales.

"Eight floating slaughter, the treasure is good, but unfortunately, it hasn't grown up yet!"

The corners of Cheng Hao's mouth rose slightly, these eight floating slaughters have great potential, if they grow up in the future, they will definitely be able to reach the level of a fifth-order supreme treasure, but now Fang Han's strength is still very weak, this treasure has not even reached the fourth-order level, and it can't exert the terrifying power it should have at all!

Boom!

The dark golden fist swept the heavens and the earth, in the rolling thunder, the heavens and the earth were stunned, Fang Han only felt a darkness in front of him, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that his eight floating slaughters had completely cracked, and pieces of dimly lit fragments floated in the air, like ruins and broken walls, looking very miserable and withered.

Fang Han was a little dazed, these eight floating slaughters were the treasures he had spent countless efforts to create, with this treasure, he had suppressed countless enemies along the way, but today, this treasure was shattered in front of his eyes.

Fang Han's heart was dripping blood, but he didn't dare to make any more moves, he knew very well that even if he exposed Fang Han's identity today, he used the Thirty-Three Days Creation Divine Fist and exerted thirty-three times the combat power, he was definitely not the opponent of the person in front of him, this person, his strength had definitely reached the level of a Saint Immortal, and even among the Saint Immortals, he was an absolute powerhouse!

"You punched me, and I also punched you back, between us, it's a tie!"

Looking at the fragments of the Eight Floating Treasures floating in mid-air, Cheng Hao smiled, his punch had completely dispersed the spirituality of this supreme treasure, even if Fang Han wanted to refine again in the future, he could only start from scratch.

Fang Han's expression was gloomy and he didn't speak, this kind of moment, it was the first time he had encountered it, at this moment, he suddenly remembered the scene when he had just stepped into the cultivation path and met Senior Brother Hua Tiandu in the Mortal Feather Sect.

The kind of unwilling, aggrieved, but unable to step forward to resist the depressed feeling, at this moment, once again appeared clearly in his mind.