"I don't know if I'm dead or alive!" Fang Shaoyuan's ears suddenly remembered a thunderous sound, causing his body to stagnate again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, this time, Fang Shaoyuan had already been prepared for it, and with his Yuan Shen in the early stage of Taiyi True Immortal, he stubbornly withstood the impact of the Yuan Shen at the peak of Taiyi True Immortal.

The momentum that is continuing has not been affected by this, and it is still climbing to the peak.

"I can't stand it anymore for the big to bully the small! I will borrow a wisp of your ancestor's vitality and teach this ancestor a good lesson to this old thing!"

Fang Shaoyuan suddenly felt that a magical power suddenly appeared in the Broken God Nether Sword, and it actually made the God-Breaking Netherworld Sword, which was originally only at the level of a low-grade innate spirit treasure, suddenly rise to a middle-grade innate spirit treasure.

Don't underestimate such a level, every time the innate spirit treasure is upgraded by one level, the power is definitely several times more annoying or even more, just like now, with the help of the spirit of the Ten Thousand Treasures Han Ancestor's vitality, the Broken God Netherworld Sword has been temporarily promoted to a medium-grade innate spirit treasure, Fang Shaoyuan is sure to use this sword to strike a powerful blow comparable to the late stage of Taiyi True Immortal.

The God King's punch was comparable to the full force of the peak of Taiyi True Immortal, and with the full force of Taiyi True Immortal's late stage to compete with it, although it was undoubtedly defeated, Fang Shaoyuan was indeed sure that he would save his life, and he would not even be hurt too much.

The God-Breaking Netherworld Sword was held high above his head, and under the infusion of Fang Shaoyuan's endless mana, a sword aura shining with electric light slowly grew from the tip of the sword.

When this sword qi reached its length, it no longer continued to grow, but continued to become more condensed, and the vitality between heaven and earth continued to gather around Fang Shaoyuan as if it was crazy, and even formed a storm of spiritual energy.

This is Fang Shaoyuan asking Lao Jin to make a move to help him absorb and integrate the aura of heaven and earth, after all, this is blood, among which the blood qi is the most prominent, rejecting the aura of heaven and earth, with Lao Jin's shot, whether it is aura or blood, anyway, it is all in the bowl, and he is not afraid to hold on.

Relying on the help of the Han Ancestor and Lao Jin, Fang Shaoyuan's momentum around his body had gradually risen, although he couldn't compare it to that blood-colored huge fist, he didn't look so weak.

Feeling that Fang Shaoyuan was standing on the ground like a sharp sword, the owner of the Scarlet Giant Fist obviously realized that Fang Shaoyuan could not be allowed to continue to develop like this.

As a result, the speed of the giant fist at this time suddenly increased like a falling star, and in a blink of an eye, it fell from a height of hundreds of meters, and smashed towards Fang Shaoyuan with a momentum of holding Mount Tai to the top.

Although as long as Fang Shaoyuan was given time, Fang Shaoyuan was confident that he could continue to improve his momentum until he could compete with that God King, but obviously the opponent didn't want to give him this opportunity anymore.

Feeling the oppressive aura above his head, Fang Shaoyuan knew that he couldn't wait any longer, so his whole body was in a trance, and it fluctuated like water ripples, and finally gradually connected with the God-Breaking Netherworld Sword above his head.

The unity of human treasure, this is the imperial treasure technique given to Fang Shaoyuan by the Han Ancestor Ancestor, Fang Shaoyuan has not really been able to use it before, this time, with the help of the Han Ancestor and the super pressure given by the blood-colored giant fist, Fang Shaoyuan actually blessed his soul all of a sudden.

"Human sword unity!" With a loud shout, the giant sword that looked like a substance stared at the huge pressure and made a sharp sword sound.

When the fist and the sword collided together, the blood-colored qi suddenly splashed everywhere, and an astonishing force erupted, like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, constantly trying to spread around.

The entire blood was shaken, Ji Yunran shook his head, and felt a powerful energy blowing towards him, and immediately knocked it to the ground, if it weren't for his quick eyes and hands to insert the axe blade into the ground, and easily keep the axe handle, I was afraid that the whole person would be blown out by this momentum.

Looking at the collision of two powerful forces in the distance in mid-air with a somewhat confused gaze, Ji Yunran muttered to himself: "Could it be that this is Brother Fang's true cultivation, it is really unfathomable!"

The rest of the people or beasts in the blood pool were all affected by this storm of power, especially those who were closer, and none of them were spared by the impact of this force.

Far away, they were also severely injured and fainted by this force, only the monks in the braiding area crawled one by one, using all means to escape from the blood.

For a time, there were rumors that there were two peerless powerhouses competing in the blood, and even evolved into the bloodshed with the ancient powerhouse treasure appearing first, which was huge and earth-shattering, making countless powerhouses step into the bloodshed in the future to find the so-called ancient treasure.

Gulping out one after another of soul qi, and at the same time, by trying his best to reabsorb the spewed soul qi, Fang Shaoyuan's appearance can be described as miserable, this blow almost exhausted Fang Shaoyuan's mana, and the Broken God Nether Sword has returned to his body to recuperate.

He didn't even have the strength to sit up, Fang Shaoyuan just lay on the ground, trying his best to recover the mana that had dried up in his body.

As for the blood-colored giant fist above his head, it was still suspended high, but a huge hole appeared in it, and he could even see the sky through this hole when he stood below.

Feeling the weakened aura that still existed above his head, Fang Shaoyuan's face showed a wry smile, he never thought that he had tried his best to blow without completely annihilating this blood-colored giant fist, and now that his mana was empty, he couldn't send a second blow at all, it was really going to be a disaster this time.

Although Fang Shaoyuan was extremely unwilling in his heart, he really didn't have the slightest way to get out of this predicament, at this time, he didn't even have the strength to move his little finger, let alone fight back.

The blood-colored giant hand actually suffered heavy losses in the confrontation with Fang Shaoyuan, the huge fist was pierced by Fang Shaoyuan's sword, revealing a huge void, and the strange power attached to this hole was constantly eroding the spiritual power that made up the blood-colored giant fist, and now it could be clearly seen that the surrounding area of this void was constantly dispersing this trace of blood-colored spiritual power.

The huge fist finally moved again, and fell heavily like a gust of wind.

With a bang, the entire bloody earth trembled, and the huge blood-colored fist fell on Fang Shaoyuan's location, and for a while, the blood was wanton, and the ground that was hit head-on even sank three meters raw.

A powerful spiritual power that was desperate suddenly rose up in the center of Fang Shaoyuan, who was smashed, and then suddenly exploded, spreading out in all directions.

Gradually, the blood-colored qi cloud above slowly dispersed, and the ground where Fang Shaoyuan was originally located became a circular giant pit thousands of meters away, which was still blood-colored, and it was difficult to see the situation inside, but it seemed that someone was lying there motionless.