Wang Chan noticed the change in the fist god, and he made a movement, a movement of reaching out and holding the sword. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The peerless sword burst out of its sheath and fell into his hands.

Seeing this scene, the boxing god became even more frenzied, and secretly raised his whole body strength to the extreme. The snow hair is frosty, moving without wind, and the domineering power permeates the four he, and even the air is almost stagnant.

That's when he threw a punch.

The boxing god stepped on the ground with his left foot, leaving a three-inch footprint, and his right fist "slowly" swung forward.

Wang Chan raised his eyes and saw that he was greeted by a fist.

It was a fist bigger than the sea bowl he usually drank from.

This fist is above board and dignified, as if to tell the enemy that you are about to be bombarded to slag.

At this moment, the air was blasted away in an instant, and Wang Chan's vision became clearer.

All that remained in his eyes was the fist, which began to grow bigger and bigger as time went on. Although it all happened in an instant.

Because the speed of this punch was so fast, even the air didn't have time to drumble, there was no sound, and the whole world suddenly fell silent like death.

Faced with a fist that could expel the air faster than the sound, Wang Chan only had time to make one action, and that was to stab the peerless sword in his hand forward.

This sword is also a sword that returns to the basics.

It can be said that it is almost a subconscious action made by Wang Chanfu's spiritual heart.

The sword collided with the iron fist.

An incredible terrifying power passed through the sword body to Wang Chan's hand, and then to him.

The tiger's mouth in Wang Chan's right hand immediately appeared several extremely deep white tear wounds, and because the speed was so fast, even the blood had not had time to spill. At the same moment, cracks suddenly appeared on the fist god's arm, and then his whole body was covered with these cracks.

In the second moment when it is imperceptible to the naked eye, it exceeds the sound.

Wang Chan's whole body was shocked by the powerful and unparalleled force of the other party, his body shook like a candle in the wind, and his feet were deeply inserted into the soil, reaching to his knees.

The corners of his mouth oozed Yin Yin's blood, the bean-sized cold sweat flowed, and the internal organs in his body were surging. A face began to distort due to pain, and the image was extremely hideous and terrifying. And at this moment, the right arm of the fist god began to peel off, and pieces of flesh and blood began to fall from his body along the sword marks, because the speed was too fast, the blood did not have time to flow out, and the picture looked extremely weird.

And in the third moment beyond time.

Wang Chan trembled violently, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body slowly fell. And the blood on the body of the fist god suddenly gushed out like a waterfall.

Pieces of flesh and blood fell to the ground one after another.

The only intact place in the whole body of the boxing god is his right fist, that invincible right fist.

These three moments are actually just a moment.

This is the power that transcends the mundane, and this is the first time that Wang Chan has used the transcendent power to cross the bridge between heaven and man under the condition of independent consciousness.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Wang Chan looked at the dead fist god and began to cough violently.

As far as martial arts are concerned, this is a respectable opponent.

It was here that the ground suddenly shook violently. With a loud bang, the ground burst, and a crack stretched straight towards Wang Chan.

Wang Chan's eyes flashed with a fine light, and his right hand slapped the ground, and the whole person rose into the air.

Seeing that the ground was divided into two, Wang Chan looked down and saw that the ground was a bottomless abyss, and if he fell, he would be crushed.

Wang Chan looked around again.

The wind roars and the waves howl, the dark clouds roll, and the sun and the moon have no light.

The small island without a shrine was in flames for a while, the world was turned upside down, and the waves were surging and cloudy.

There was no moon in the sky, no stars in the night, and it was dark all around. There were terrible screams on the small island filled with fire.

At this time, a huge dragon ship docked outside the island at some point, and the emperor stood still in the bow of the ship, his expression was gloomy, and his eyes were sharp and gloomy staring at everything on the island. I don't see the slightest expression. A ninja stood silently behind him, five feet away, silently staring.

The serenity of the dragon boat is a stark contrast to the upside-down island.

The emperor's plan brews in the death-like tranquility, permeated with endless gloom and terror.

Finally, the emperor slowly spoke: "I can't imagine that the gunpowder that was secretly buried in the seabed under the island in order to deal with the absolute godless has come in handy today. ”

The voice is gloomy, cold, without the slightest emotion, and it makes people feel shocking and palpitating.

The ninja's expression behind the emperor changed slightly, and he finally understood that the remnants of the game, Kuroko and Baizi, were dead and had no place to hide. Once the gunpowder is violated, both the fist god and the mysterious master from the land of Shenzhou will die without a place to be buried.

The ninja couldn't help but tremble in his heart as he looked at the real king in front of him, knowing that at this time, the Infinite Divine Palace, including this island, was already the Emperor's territory. Moreover, as an important minister of the Emperor, the Phantom Saint Isshin was still on the island at this time.

The Emperor seemed to have forgotten this stubble, and stood silent, his eyes sinking like water, staring at the fiery island, and a grim smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Alright, let the Dead set all the explosives on fire. ”

A moment later.

The "snort" sound from the fire line resounded throughout the island, and for a while, white smoke filled the air and sparks flickered.

Countless shining sparks, flickering in the dark night, endlessly weird and eerie, shocking. The Emperor seemed to have expected this, and he stood still and indifferent, his eyes were even colder, and the corners of his mouth raised a chilling smile.

Boom, boom, boom, boom

The ground was grazed, and the spark was extinguished. There was a loud bang around the island, and the violent roar shook the mountains and shook the ground, setting off countless huge waves, stretching for thousands of miles, reaching through the nine skies, and the world was miserable. Thick smoke billowed everywhere, and stones and sand fell into the waves.

The ground of the island had been blown apart, revealing numerous cracks.

Many of the buildings on the island that were on fire also collapsed due to the violent shock. The sound of "fluffy popping" was incessant, sparks flew everywhere, filling the night sky, and everyone on the island fled.

The isolated island is a sea of fire, and the blood is red, which makes people shocked.

Wang Chan stood in the air, and under the light of the flickering fire, he couldn't see his expression clearly.

But if you follow his line of sight, you will find that he has set his sights on the huge dragon ship far away in the sky. Immediately after hearing the sound of "whoosh", Wang Chan suddenly disappeared in place.

"I was going to look for you, but I didn't expect it to be delivered to the door, which saved me a lot of effort. The corners of Wang Chan's mouth raised slightly, and he muttered softly. (To be continued.) )