Standing in the wind, Fang Shaoyuan's heart was as calm as water at this time, and the whole person was like a small grass, although it seemed weak, it was still swaying and standing upright under the storm. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Huh!"

Obviously, the person who cast the giant palm also noticed Fang Shaoyuan's changes, so he let out a sound of surprise, but the speed at which this giant palm fell seemed to be faster, and the sense of urgency that the black cloud was about to destroy the city became stronger and stronger.

With a burst of breath, Fang Shaoyuan stood on the ground, the sword qi of the God-Breaking Netherworld Sword in his hand was swallowing, and the brilliance was flickering, like a swimming dragon ready to go.

"Humph!"

A cold snort hit Fang Shaoyuan's heart like a rolling thunder in the sky.

Feeling that his mind was as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, Fang Shaoyuan's eyes suddenly turned black, and a congregated aura surrounded his chest, and his body shook, and the condensed mana almost dissipated.

And that Ji Yunran was even more unbearable, his body, which was already half-kneeling, suddenly shook his body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of the boss with a "wow" sound, and his body was shaky, if it wasn't for the axe to support it, he would have fallen to the ground long ago.

This kind of competition at the level of the Yuan Shen is really dangerous, and one accidentally loses his soul in time, but although Fang Shaoyuan was embarrassed by this blow, there was a smile on his face.

This blow directly confirmed Fang Shaoyuan's guess from the front, this so-called god king could indeed only exert the cultivation of the Taiyi True Immortal Realm.

"Hahaha, okay, let me see how powerful the Wu Clan God King is!" Fang Shaoyuan suddenly laughed loudly, and bursts of sound waves spread out from his mouth endlessly.

Considering that Ji Yunran was already a little unable to hold on at this time, Fang Shaoyuan's body moved, and he actually soared into the sky, and suddenly not only did not meet the giant palm, but turned around and retreated frantically.

A cold snort came out again in the air, showing that he was quite disdainful of Fang Shaoyuan's move to escape, but the giant hand suddenly changed direction and pushed straight towards Fang Shaoyuan.

Although the blood-colored giant palm roared through the air, the huge sense of oppression and the strong power it brought still affected Ji Yunran below.

Not surprisingly, even if Ji Yunran was supported by an ancestral axe, he was still like a small insect and was suddenly slapped to the ground.

A mouthful of old blood involuntarily pounced out of his mouth again, and Ji Yunran almost wanted to pass out, but there was a hot flow in his chest that was holding on to death, making him keep the last trace of clarity.

He knew that he couldn't close his eyes at this time, once he closed them, it would be difficult to open them thinking about it, Fang Shaoyuan tried his best to lead away the giant palm, and his intentions were clear.

He himself never thought that he, who had awakened the blood of Sancheng Ancestor, thought that he could be invincible all the way, but who knew that he would have suffered major blows one after another in this blood, if it weren't for Fang Shaoyuan's support, I'm afraid his life would have been lost.

Now, Ji Yunran has only one thought in his heart, that is, he has to hold on no matter what, with the ancestral blood in his body, as long as he survives this level, he will naturally recover slowly.

At this time, the countless monks and alien beasts below the blood pool all felt an overwhelming powerful aura, and a huge blood-colored palm was constantly approaching a small figure.

The alien beasts knew who the owner of this blood-colored palm was, and they trembled one by one, and they didn't dare to move when they stayed in place, and those monks who entered the blood to find an opportunity, those who had low cultivation instantly lost their souls and collapsed their bodies under the residual power of this powerful momentum, and those who cultivated high also spit out old blood one after another, their expressions were gloomy, and they swallowed the pill one after another to barely save their old lives.

When the blood-colored hand left above them, in addition to the horror and the joy of the rest of his life, he also had deep doubts in his heart about the figure being pursued by the blood-colored giant palm.

Feeling that the distance was widened, Fang Shaoyuan's figure suddenly rose up, and he rushed straight towards the top of the Nine Heavens, with a posture of hoping to escape.

And the blood-colored giant palm was naturally unwilling to let Fang Shaoyuan get his way, five fingers and one piece, just like a fly, suddenly lifted out, and suddenly a powerful air flow swept over, Fang Shaoyuan's original upward momentum suddenly stagnated, and his body involuntarily flew over like a meteor in the direction of the air flow.

Trying his best to stabilize his body, Fang Shaoyuan felt that although he was not slapped in the face, he was also dizzy, and his mind was in chaos.

The reason why he led the giant palm in circles at the beginning, in addition to protecting Ji Yunran, also had the intention of consuming the power of the giant palm, after all, this kind of giant palm condensed with mana is like a rootless source, and it will gradually consume the spiritual power in the condensation over time.

It's just that he didn't expect that this giant palm seemed to be a little different, and in such a big circle, it was not as powerful as it was at the beginning, and it was extremely flexible, as if it was really a palm chasing him and playing with him.

To be honest, if it weren't for the slight slowness of this giant palm, I'm afraid he would have been slapped to the ground a long time ago.

As soon as he thought of this, Fang Shaoyuan's heart was shocked, and a thought suddenly emerged, but before he could think about it, his eyes suddenly went dark, and the giant palm that was originally quite a distance away from him had completely pressed on the top of his head.

The rootless thick fingers formed a huge fence that completely sealed Fang Shaoyuan, and then slowly pressed it down.

Exhaling softly, Fang Shaoyuan stabilized his figure, he didn't expect this giant palm to finish the game of cat and mouse with him all the time, the so-called chase just now was just a small game played by that person and him.

His heart slowly sank, Fang Shaoyuan's face fell to the ground in an instant, and when he looked up, this blood-colored giant palm was already less than a hundred meters away from him.

And what made Fang Shaoyuan's heart flutter the most was that this giant palm suddenly clenched into a fist at this time, like a mountain peak falling from the sky.

It seems that he is going around in circles like a monkey by himself, and then he unexpectedly shows a speed that is one step faster, and now he directly turns his palm into a fist, which is equivalent to hitting all his strength and preparing to kill with one blow.

Originally, Fang Shaoyuan still felt that he could choose a weak place to attack, after all, the palm and fingers were easy to deal with at a glance, but now it is different, the five fingers have all been hugged into a group, such a deep scheming, such a powerful tactic.

Fang Shaoyuan knew that since he entered the blood, this would be the biggest crisis he would face.

That huge fist pressed on Fang Shaoyuan's heart like a mountain, making one of them feel heavy and gasping for breath, the kind of suppression before the storm made Fang Shaoyuan can't help but clench the hilt of the God-Breaking Netherworld Sword, and the mana in his whole body worked frantically under this huge pressure.