Meteor Punch!

This punch is very different from the past, the blue and blue brilliance is extremely strong, not to mention, the fist shadow has been condensed as the substance, forming a huge beam of light five or six meters thick, booming, breaking out of the air, this punch seems to have the power and pride of breaking the sky and the earth, the momentum does not look back, irretrievable, just like the real meteor, the brilliance is gorgeous, fearless, and also unscrupulous. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Such a fist, such a momentum, Ye Fan was shocked, hurriedly swung his sword to resist, the dragon sword let out a long roar, the green dragon-like sword qi pounced on the meteor fist, the sword light was strong, the sharp qi was fully displayed, a sword like a dragon can kill the dragon more, but can the meteor pause and look back and shatter?

Bang, in the loud noise, the green dragon-like sword qi instantly shrank, the sword momentum weakened, the meteor fist came to a sudden stop, and the brilliance had already converged a lot, Wang Rong and Ye Fan each took a few steps back, and the divine light in their eyes was obviously darkened.

Behind Wang Rong is still the wall of the Patriarch Hall, just as soon as he hits, the solid and hard stone wall has become a pile of ruins, and the entire Patriarch Hall is not spared, shaking a few times, it began to gradually collapse, dusty, a mess, and finally the Patriarch Hall also became a pile of rags, only Zhang Sanfeng's statue stood upright, but it was also covered with dust and embarrassed.

Ye Fan's back was already empty, and a hundred meters back was the mountain cliff, his face was ugly, the dark cyan sword light made him look extremely weird, like a demon like a demon, like a ghost, the dragon sword trembled slightly in his hand, this was the concussion given to it by the meteor fist, let it know that the man in front of him was not something it could kill, devour, and insult.

Ye Fan's horror was almost to the point of no return, it was clear that Wang Rong was already dying, why did he suddenly become so strong, the power of this punch has exceeded the limit, it is impossible for a monk of the Yuan Dan Realm to have such power, and ordinary Earth Spirit Realm powerhouses can't do this, he can not be at a disadvantage against the Dragon Slaying Sword, he can only be the peak of the Earth Spirit Realm, but the Yuan Dan in his body has not been dispersed, and the Earth Spirit has not been completed, how can there be such power, is he really a master of the Demon Dao?

What kind of magic trick is this that actually created such a master?

Ye Fan's mind turned, his expression was heavy, the dragon slaying sword regained its calm, and an incomparably abundant sword qi poured into his body, arousing the resonance of true qi, and the sword body immediately vibrate, emitting a sharp roar, high-pitched and sharp, and then the dragon slaying sword was full of light, Ye Fan slowly moved the sword, the sword moved to Wang Rong, and said in a gloomy voice, "You are really different." ”

Wang Rong's eyebrows were raised, with a rebellious face, he smiled proudly and took a step forward, the blue light on his body flowed, forming a layer of light curtain, and the brilliance above his fists was the most prosperous, the blue color condensed like crystal, crystal clear, and the breath emitted was pure and vast, just like the brilliance of the starlight, and also like the vastness of the universe.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Rong continued to move forward, pushing his breath, strengthening his fist, and said in a deep voice word by word, "Ye Fan, you take my punch again." With the words, a punch was struck, the starlight was sheng, the fist shadow was ejected, and the breakthrough sword qi reached Ye Fan's eyes.

Wang Rong punched, Ye Fan took out the sword, the sword edge shook, the sword qi surged and roared, colliding with the fist shadow, and then caused a loud noise, the momentum was huge, as if the sky was falling apart, Wuling Mountain seemed to be unable to withstand such a shock, trembling continuously, crumbling, and the clouds and mist that did not disperse in all seasons also showed signs of dissipation.

In the loud noise, Ye Fan took a few steps back, the dragon slaying sword was full of brilliance, it was strong and weak, the sword qi collapsed, and the power was greatly reduced, Wang Rong only shook a few times, the brilliance exuded by his body was actually a little stronger, and the divine light in his eyes brightened again.

Feeling Wang Rong's stronger and stronger breath, Ye Fan's face turned even paler, this was not an outburst before death, but a catharsis after a long time of accumulation, he just didn't understand how Wang Rong did it.

Wang Rong continued to move forward, his breath surged, the blue and blue brilliance was like a nebula, mighty, magnificent, unstoppable, the momentum of the dragon sword was strongly suppressed, Fang Cai's arrogance and rage, the inevitability was gone, Ye Fan was forced to retreat continuously, step by step, and approached the cliff little by little.

Of course Ye Fan will not be restrained, he is struggling hard, but Wang Rong's aura is too strong, and he steadily suppressed the Dragon Slaying Sword, not to mention, but also restrained his true qi, this situation shows that Wang Rong's strength has far surpassed him, but how is this possible?

Ye Fan thought it was a hell, how could there be such an unbelievable situation in the world, a Yuan Dan Realm monk actually forced a Earth Spirit Realm powerhouse to a dead end, is there still Heavenly Reason? Is there still a royal law? Can the Heavenly Dao order still run well?

Wang Rong's momentum was still increasing, looking at Ye Fan, who was also shocked and frightened, he suddenly said, "Ye Fan, I will give you a gift, I hope you can like it." After speaking, a round object flew out of his hand, and in a flash, it reached Ye Fan's eyes.

Ye Fan was shocked, he thought it was a magic weapon, and after a closer look, he found that this thing was a human head, a real human head, his eyes were wide open, he looked like he was dead, hideous and terrible, there were a few blood marks at the corners of his mouth, Ye Fan stared at the human head, from those eyes he saw horror, surprised, this person should have died very suddenly, and he was beheaded all of a sudden, but who is this person? He didn't know it, so he was a little curious, and couldn't help but ask, "Who is he?"

Wang Rong smiled and said slowly, "This is the head of the Fire God General Sato Zhenhuo!

Mocheng, Wang Rong's home, Wang Xiaoyue was being attacked by six ninjas, six flames were coming, Wang Xiaoyue thought that she was about to be engulfed in flames and turned into ashes, she was waiting for death, but after a few seconds, she felt that the red light in front of her eyes had faded, and the scorching breath had weakened a lot, warm, warm, and actually very comfortable.

Strange, when she opened her eyes, Wang Xiaoyue couldn't help but exclaim, she saw that the six ninjas were still holding knives against her, and there were flames shining on the knives, but the six flames were still some distance away from her, and they were a layer of white and clear, white jade-like brilliance blocked the flames, so that they couldn't get close, and the surprise and horror in the eyes of the six ninjas was intense and difficult to hide, what was going on?

How could this ordinary woman resist the Flame Knife?!

The ninja was inexplicably surprised, Wang Xiaoyue was inexplicably surprised, and she was also saying in her heart what was going on?

Where does this white light come from?

But soon she understood, looking down, she found that the pearl necklace that Wang Rong gave her was exuding a jade-like light, so it was, and now Wang Xiaoyue understood that this necklace was actually a talisman.

The Dzi Chain glows on its own to fend off the Flame Knife, but what to do next?