Rumble!!!

Fan Lang's fist collided with the halberd of the Van Cha, as if two thousands of armies were colliding, with the point of collision as the center, bursting out with a wave of sweeping release.

There is no first in the text, and there is no second in the martial arts.

The clash of forces, the strength and weakness are obvious.

Fan Lang's fist smashed the halberd alive, the long handle of the halberd broke inch by inch, and his attack continued unabated, killing all the way to the front of the Van Cha.

Fansha's body has a lot of defensive means, body protection qi, armor, Dao seals, etc., everything, but none of these defenses can block Fan Lang's infinitely powerful punch.

This fist struck the face of the Van Cha firmly, distorting his heroic face, and even the teeth in his mouth flew out.

The Van Cha flashed in the air, flew out of the distance, and then stopped castration, and then looked at his face, which was completely deformed, and even his chin was crooked.

The dignified Holy Emperor, the ruler of a continent, is so invincible, and at this time, he was slapped in the face in public!

He thought that today was Fan Lang's death, and he could kill Fan Lang here and clear the biggest obstacle, but he didn't expect that he would fall into the disadvantage.

"How could this be! After he broke through the Xuan Shen, how could his strength increase so much!" Van Cha covered his distorted face and roared inwardly.

In the camps of both sides, few people can see the process of fighting clearly, but many people can see the face of the Van Cha clearly, and this scene is too impactful.

Many holy sons saw that the Brahma was injured, they were so angry that they went crazy, they wholeheartedly respected the Brahman, in their eyes, the Brahma is the supreme existence, not even a little blasphemy, let alone being injured.

The entire army was in a commotion, and countless people were clamoring to rush forward and kill Fan Lang.

"He injured the Holy Emperor, his sin is unforgivable!"

"Kill him!"

"Don't move lightly! everything is at the command of the Holy Emperor!"

With high-ranking generals coming forward to suppress it, the army of the Holy Light Continent did not mess up.

On the other hand, the Yanlong Academy had completely different reactions.

"After Fan Lang broke through to the Xuanshen realm, he was so powerful, he first smashed the weapon of the Fansha, and then injured the Fansha!"

"Haha, this punch is good!"

"Fan Lang's strength has surpassed that of Fansha, now we are saved!"

"Fight, keep fighting, beat the Brahma to death!"

There was a boiling in the Yanlong Academy, thousands of people were cheering, and the previous pessimistic atmosphere was swept away. If when Fan Lang first appeared, he brought people the dawn, then what he brings to people now is the glory of the sun and the sky, bringing people infinite confidence.

Under the gaze of thousands of people, Fan Lang stepped forward slowly, his expression terrifyingly calm.

"Brahmansa, fighting you can't make me happy anymore. Fan Lang's movements suddenly became faster, and in a flash, the side of the Van Cha appeared, and the palm of his hand was like an oolong exploring the sea, grabbing the Van Cha.

Fansha's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly dodged, and at the same time shot to defend, he vaguely saw Fan Lang's movements, and no matter how hard he tried, the hand was still on his head, and he couldn't resist at all.

"I'm sorry, I'll borrow your dog's head. ”

Fan Lang's voice sounded in Fansha's ears, and then Fansha felt that his whole person flew up uncontrollably, and then crashed headlong into the top of the mountain in the distance!

Thundered!

The mountain shattered, and the head of the Van Cha broke and the blood flowed.

Fan Lang grabbed the head of the Van Temple, and let the head come into close contact with the mountain, hitting the bottom from the top of the mountain, shattering the entire mountain.

He pulled up the Brahma and slammed into the second mountain.

Another bang, another mountain.

This was just the beginning, Fan Lang used the head of the Van Cha to hit the mountains continuously, one after another.

This way of beating people is really violent!

It wasn't until the surrounding mountains were smashed that Fan Lang stopped, pressed the bloodied Van Cha to the ground, and grinned: "It feels good." ”

He was venting his anger, and the grievances that had been suppressed by the Brahmans and fled in all directions were finally released, and he raised his eyebrows!

How could the Brahma have fallen into this kind of field, and the series of attacks just now knocked him to the ground, in addition to physical injury, it also hit his dignity as an emperor.

"Fan Lang, I'll kill you!"

Fansha's eyes were about to split, and he burst out with all his strength, forcibly breaking free from Fan Lang's palm, and finally regained his freedom. He grabbed the palm of his hand, and a new halberd condensed out of thin air in his hand, stabbing angrily at Fan Lang.

Fadu Daqian, Halberd Breaks!

The Brahma alone turned into thousands of afterimages, and the halberd in his hand also turned into thousands. This is his Jedi counterattack, and his power is extraordinary, and even the Heavenly Dao can be shattered.

Fan Lang remained calm, and only then did he pull out the dragon scale sword and use the sword to deal with this wave of attack from the Van Cha.

He performed the Qingzhu sword technique, and the surrounding area turned into a green bamboo forest, the breeze swayed, and the green leaves fluttered, this scene was simply intoxicating.

The same sword technique, performed by different realms, has completely different effects.

Fan Lang reached the realm of Xuanshen, and finally exerted the true power of Qingzhu swordsmanship, and had the charm of an ancient swordsman and a strong man.

The green bamboo leaves that seemed to be weak and could not help the wind were even more powerful than the fierce attack of the Fan Moment, and the thousands of halberds were pierced on the bamboo leaves, but they were scattered by the bamboo leaves.

Fan Lang walked in the bamboo forest, seemingly without a sword, but the bamboo leaves around him were all his swords.

The flying bamboo leaves turned into a green storm, enveloping Fan Lang and the Brahma Temple, and rotating around Fan Lang.

Listening to the sharp sound, those bamboo leaves cut off the figure of the Brahman, as if blowing out the lights, one by one, and finally only the body of the Brahma was left.

Fan Lang stabbed out with a sword, and the attack was suddenly fierce, and all the bamboo leaves flew out with his sword, attacking the Van Temple from all directions.

Some bamboo leaves are shuttling through the spatial passages, and even if the Brahma uses teleportation methods, it is difficult to dodge.

Poof!

Thousands of bamboo leaves slashed the body of the Brahman, as if a thousand knives had slashed his flesh and blood.

Fan Lang's sword was mixed in the storm of bamboo leaves, piercing the head of the Van Cha with a sword.

White in and red out, blood splattered from the back of the Van Sha's head.

In the face of this deadly attack, the Van Cha did not die!

Fan Lang has an immortal body, and the Brahma also has a similar means, which can be quickly regenerated and immortal. It was very difficult to actually kill him.

The Van Cha struggled to break free from Fan Lang's sword, and a white rosette spun under his feet, releasing a soft white light that quickly healed from the fatal wounds on his body.

"You can't kill me! Fight for three days and three nights to see if you can hold on!" Van Cha roared wildly, now he no longer expects to be able to kill Fan Lang quickly, he can only hope for a long and protracted battle.

Fan Lang had long known that the vitality of the Van Temple was tenacious, and he was not surprised at all.

No matter how difficult it is to kill, there is a way to kill it.

This method has already been used by Fan Lang, and the sword just now is actually poisonous!

Poisonous, Purple Star Mandala!

(End of chapter)