Chapter Forty-Eight: Thousands of Miles of Rivers and Mountains Converge, Who Dominates the Ups and Downs?

Holy power is like the sea!

The vast will of the martial saint hangs high above it like the sun, and both the warriors and tourists above and below the fragrant mountain feel the great idea that cannot be disobeyed by the saint. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info is like the waves of the ocean, which conveys the will to the body and mind of all the warriors at once, so that they have to have the idea of surrendering.

A majestic figure condensed by the light slowly rose, and his face could not be seen clearly in the light, only the concussive thunder sound came from his mouth: ???" Who are you, so bold that you dare to ......?"

Before the words fell, Gu Jianping's True Qi fist appeared in front of the sudden appearance of the Martial Saint Will Incarnation. As if a circle of bright ripples suddenly appeared in the void, as if throwing stones into the water, the water waves bloomed, and in the blink of an eye, the layers of ripples vibrated and overlapped thousands of times, forming a brilliant pillar of light that was so brilliant that it could not be beaten, and directly bombarded the face of the Martial Saint Will incarnation!

The pillar of light that tore through the heavens and the earth brought a roar like a landslide and tsunami. It is like a divine punishment that falls from the sky, washing away all visible and invisible existences in front of you.

The figure of the will made a mirror-shattering sound, and the incomparably refined and condensed will incarnation was like a sandstone slapping under the monstrous waves, violently vibrating thousands of times at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye in an instant, and in the explosion of electric light, it let out a roar that was enough to make the mountains and rivers turbulent!

Click.

Under the massive explosion of Gu Jianping's innate true qi at this moment, his strength was increased to an unimaginable situation, and under one punch, the will incarnation of the Martial Saint only lasted less than one breath before it suddenly shattered and disintegrated.

This silvery-white, condensed figure of light shattered into thousands of fragments in an instant, turning into an endless rain of light, flying rapidly in all directions, cutting through the sky, just like a meteor shower falling in the sky.

And after breaking the will of the Martial Saint, Gu Jianping's True Qi Fist dimmed a lot, but it still bombarded Pang Feiyan's talisman shield with the momentum of thunder!

How can it be!

In an instant, the majestic light and shadow blocking in front of him shattered and split, and an unimaginable destructive force bombarded in front of him, and Pang Feiyan, who was under the protection of the Martial Saint's will, was full of dazzling lightning.

The will of the martial saint, Pang Feiyan's means to save his life. It is also a means of counterattacking victory, although the incarnation of the will of the martial saint is only a will, not a true body, but it is also the essence of the most terrifying power in heaven and earth.

However, at this moment, before the Martial Saint's Will could even launch a real offensive, it was shattered under Gu Jianping's domineering True Qi fist.

Why is that!

Why is that, where the hell is his limit?!

A feeling of despair, fear, resentment, and strong remorse flashed across Pang Feiyan's face at this moment????

The next moment, there was a click, like an eggshell suddenly being smashed, and Pang Feiyan's weak body flew out of the center of the battlefield like a rag doll!

"He's not dead, he's so strong!"

And at this moment, a few miles away, Lin Chong, who finally reacted in a series of changes, and many snoopers were even tighter, unable to say a word!

Especially Lin Chong, he deeply knew what kind of means the so-called Martial Saint Will was, and it was precisely because of this that he felt the cold like falling into an ice cave.

Well?

At the moment when Pang Feiyan's body was thrown away, Gu Jianping's brows furrowed slightly, although in the state of true qi explosion, he seemed to be in a state of transcending the limit all the time, but this type of Void Breaking Ming Dao Fist was already insufficient in power after destroying the incarnation of the Martial Saint's will and the light of the Protector, and it didn't seem to have completely killed Pang Feiyan.

Just when Gu Jianping took a deep breath and was about to step forward and raise his sword to completely kill Pang Feiyan-

Tick-tock. The void in the range behind Gu Jianping suddenly seemed to be like dew dripping into a lake, and a circle of tiny, invisible-to-the-naked ripples spread out, a shadow, carrying a dark and narrow stabbing sword, silent, without any killing intent, without a single sound, suddenly appeared in the back of his head less than a foot!

At the moment when Gu Jianping paused and regained his breath, the snake spirit was like a king of poisonous snakes that had been lurking in the shadows for thousands of years, and at this moment he finally showed his hideous fangs!

This sword was like a whimsy, the antelope hung its horns, there was not a trace of vitality at all, and it completely appeared from the void with an unimaginable abrupt feeling, but it didn't even have a tenth of the time to breathe, and it would directly penetrate Gu Jianping's head!

The distance between Gu Jianping's head and this stabbing sword was so close, and there was no wave in the snake spirit's eyes, only coldness, ruthlessness, and a determination to kill that would not be easy for eternity!

It's you!

In this moment of lightning and flint, there is no room for hair!

Gu Jianping's body erupted with a sky-shaking aura, and he turned his head in an instant, his mouth opened, and he let out a thunder god's roar.

As the saying goes, "Yellow-mouthed children, how to hear the sound of thunderbolts; The sick woodcutter, the roar of the tiger and the leopard. ”

With a loud roar, at this moment, time seemed to be frozen. The snake spirit's pupils also slowed down tenfold at this moment, and began to dilate little by little, as if he was encountering something unbelievable.

It was as if an invisible hand suddenly grabbed the figure of the snake spirit, making his void manifestation no longer able to move an inch, and the pitch-black stabbing sword in his hand could not move at all, and what happened between the lightning and flint seemed to turn into a silent picture scroll, imprinted in the sky.

How powerful, weird, and defenseless are the snake spirit's cultivation, strength, and means?

However, at this moment, he had been accumulating for a long time, and the peerless blow that had been infused with his life's killing intent and belief was broken by Gu Jianping in such an unbelievable and unbelievable way!

At this moment when the snake spirit sword was blocked-

Poof.

Behind the snake spirit that was solidified in the void, the purple electric sword suddenly pierced its body without hesitation!

With the blood in his heart, the tip of the purple electric sword pierced out from his back, and a drop of bright red blood flowed from the sword body all the way to the tip of the sword, and then slowly fell. At this scene, everyone was dumbfounded.