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guessed that this was the projection of the Misty Martial God, everyone's faces turned pale, although the Martial God did not come in person, but his projection appeared, and there was not much difference from the presence in person, you know, from the previous point of view, the Misty Martial God did not want His Majesty to form the Great Martial Empire, so, can Your Majesty survive this catastrophe?

And Nian Yi, Chu Huaixian, Zhang Jiangkun and Qingya were inexplicably excited when they saw the appearance of the Martial God projection. ．.

"Huang Liang, your time of death has arrived!" Chu Huaixian laughed.

"Noise!"

Song Yan raised his hand, and suddenly, Chu Huaixian's body seemed to be bombarded by an invisible force, screaming and flying upside down, smashing dozens of meters away, and was silent.

"Junior, you are very bold, she is a servant of the deity, aren't you afraid that the deity will blame you?"

The Martial God projection spoke, and his tone was very calm, and he couldn't hear the joy and anger.

"Blame, why do you blame me, she offended me, don't you deserve to die!" Facing the Martial God's questioning, Song Yan was not afraid at all, but looked at the Martial God projection with a smile.

"Very well! In all these years, you are the first one who is not afraid of the Martial God! However, the servant of the deity cannot die in vain, so the deity will attack you three times, and if you can survive, how about the deity spare you?" said the Misty Martial God with a smile.

"How can you decide my life?" Song Yan shook his head: "What's more, you are just a projection, and a projection dares to speak wildly in front of me, I really don't know whether to live or die, of course, I am not an unreasonable person, if you hand over Nian Yi and Zhang Jiangkun to me for disposal, I will not destroy your projection?"

In the face of Song Yan's offensive words, the Misty Martial God was not angry: "You junior is also interesting, although the current deity is only a projection, but it also has the strength of the body, if you don't step into the Martial God, you will never be able to understand the strength of the Martial God, even if there is only one layer of strength, it is not something you can resist, so, don't make a mistake yourself!"

"How do you know if you haven't tried. Song Yan said lightly, but there was a sense of firmness in his tone.

"It seems that you are determined to fight against the deity, so let you, a junior, see the strength of the deity!"

As soon as the words fell, the Misty Martial God raised his hand and pointed out.

"Poof!"

A faint finger power emerged from his fingertips, and then slowly shot towards Song Yan.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

A Martial Saint flashed out and slashed at the finger.

"Buzz!"

"Poof!"

That finger shook slightly, and the martial saint was shocked to vomit blood and fly upside down.

"Whoosh!

Two more Martial Saints flew out and shot at the same time, attacking the Dao Finger.

Similarly, the fate of the two Martial Saints was to be shocked to vomit blood and fly upside down.

Then, the five martial saints shot together, but they still couldn't shake the finger strength that was slowly flying towards Song Yan, but instead shook them one by one and vomited blood.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but feel a cool breath in their hearts, just the fingers emitted by the projection of a martial god were so powerful, how strong should the martial god body be.

Seeing that more martial saints were about to step forward to stop that finger power, Song Yan spoke: "You all give me a retreat!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Yan raised his hand and threw a punch.

"Aung Aung Ang!"

The punch came out, and the dragon groaned.

A golden fist collided with the finger strength in the void, and then, everyone's eyes widened, watching the fist and finger strength collide and devour, and it took a quarter of an hour for the fist and finger strength to annihilate each other.

"The martial god's methods are nothing more than that!" Song Yan said with disdain on his face.

"Your Majesty is mighty!"

"Your Majesty is mighty!"

"Your Majesty is mighty!"

Song Yan actually blocked an attack from the Martial God, so the Hundred Officials and the Imperial Forest Army and even the Martial Saints present were extremely excited, and for a while, they couldn't help but shout.

As for Qingya and Nian Yi Zhang Jiangkun, their faces were shocked, they never dreamed that Song Yan would be able to block the attack of the Martial God.

As for the Misty Martial God's complexion, he was also a few points solemn.

"It seems that the deity underestimates you as a junior, since this is the case, then take the deity again!"

Airplanes!!!

Raising his hand, the Misty Martial God pointed out again, the strength of his finger was still light, but there was an indescribable change.

Seeing this, Song Yan raised his hand and threw a punch, still groaning.

"Poof!"

The fist strength and the finger strength collided in the void, and suddenly the entire void turned into a black hole, and at this moment, the light finger strength suddenly split into three finger strengths, which shot towards Song Yan like lightning.

"Aung Aung Ang!"

Three dragon groans sounded one after another, and then, Song Yan's fist split into three one-foot-long golden dragons, and when the dragon's tail swung, it intercepted the path of the three fingers!

This time, the two sides fought for a quarter of an hour before it ended, and it was still evenly divided.

Seeing this scene, the Misty Martial God's brows couldn't help frowning slightly: "Take another finger from the deity!"

"Poof!"

The Misty Martial God pointed out a finger again, and his fingers swayed and flew halfway, and suddenly exploded like fireworks, instantly turning into hundreds of fingers, attacking Song Yan from different trajectories.

"Hehe, is this the case?"

Song Yan smiled faintly and threw another punch.

"Aang!"

A dragon roar that shook the heavens and the earth sounded, and a golden dragon with a length of feet erupted from Song Yan's fist, and when he opened his mouth, a huge suction force appeared, and he actually swallowed all the finger power of the Misty Martial God into his abdomen.

After a while, the golden dragon dissipated, and the fingers it swallowed into its abdomen also dissipated without a trace.

Seeing this, the Misty Martial God's eyes shrank suddenly, because he had one more guess in his heart, he attacked three times, Song Yan counterattacked three times, and each time Song Yan's counterattack just offset his attack, was it a coincidence? Or was it deliberate?

If it is a coincidence, it means that the opponent's strength is not weaker than the Martial God projection, but if it is deliberately so, it means that the opponent has seen through the changes in his fingers, and then played the same strength.

If this is the case, the strength of the other party will be far beyond his projection.

"If you can catch my three punches, I don't care about your offense, if not, none of your disciples and servants want to live!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Yan raised his hand and threw a punch.

The Son of Heaven kills the dragon from the dragon fist of the first type of ten thousand dragons!!

"Aung Aang Aang!"

The dragon's groans were continuous, and in an instant, tens of thousands of foot-long golden dragons erupted from Song Yan's fist, and these golden dragons roared towards the Martial God projection and slaughtered.

Half an hour later.

There were still hundreds of tens of golden dragons left, and the Martial God projection had completely disappeared.

Seeing this scene, everyone was extremely shocked, Song Yan actually defeated the Martial God!

It's just incredible.

And at this moment, in the misty cliff, one of the faces of the Misty Martial God was almost dripping water, and his dignified Martial God projection was actually defeated by a great grandmaster, and it was still in full view of everyone, these were embarrassing and embarrassing.

[Author's digression]: Second watch, thank you for your great reward