Chapter 41: The descendants of Emperor Yan, the descendants of the Great Sage

At this moment, Fang Ji is domineering, strong, noble, and lofty, as if he has gathered all the best words in the world that are not enough to describe, as if it is the rebirth of the Supreme Yan Emperor who ruled the Douqi universe in the previous era.

"Whew!" Sun Shao took a deep breath of cold air, his golden pupils flickered, he looked up at Fang Ji, walked on the steps step by step with unwavering steps, every footstep seemed to knock on everyone's hearts, his gaze was not joyful, angry, or sorrowful, plain and clear.

"Sun Shao, that day's Dao Skill Assessment, when you pressed me, did you ever think that you would be humiliated by me today?" Fang Ji carried his hands behind his back, his thin black robe fluctuated slightly, and he smiled faintly, but in that faint laughter, there was a hint of sarcasm hidden in the outstretched stretch.

"Humiliation? ”

Sun Shaoping spoke calmly, his indifferent tone as if he was talking to a stranger.

"Do you still think you can turn the tables?" Under the gaze of countless blazing eyes, Fang Ji slowly moved his steps, looked down at Sun Shao condescendingly, and said lightly: "I am the descendant of the Supreme Yan Emperor!

"I will tell you why the name of Emperor Yan can be immortal!"

The moment Fang Ji's words just landed, countless fighting qi erupted violently from his body, and the fighting qi that had exploded to the extreme bloomed with brilliant brilliance, tearing the air and blasting out with a punch!

"It's a good time!" Sun Shao's face remained unchanged, and he took a step forward without giving in, this step out, the internal qi in his body spewed out without showing weakness, and the smooth ring made of granite suddenly collapsed with a kick, his body burst rapidly, a punch suddenly blasted out, and the airflow around his body exploded violently, as if the great wilderness demon monkey reappeared in the world, and the heavens and the earth collapsed with one punch.

"Boom!"

The fists of the two collided together in mid-air, making a loud and violent explosion sound, and the explosive power of a moment was beyond everyone's imagination, starting from the feet of the two, the ring began to shake violently, as if the earth dragon was angry and wanted to throw out all the people on his back.

The collision stirred up a lot of rubble, as well as ashes, and for a while smoke and dust were everywhere, covering all the figures of the two men.

The smoke and dust dispersed, Fang Ji's eyes narrowed into a line, and his fists opened and closed widely, as if he was holding the Yangtze River in his arms, and the fist intent seemed to be condensed.

"Roar! Demon Monkey Nayue!"

Just when these punches were all coming towards Sun Shao, Sun Shao's golden pupils flashed with golden light, and his hands were like a huge handprint, which was good in the wind, and even the flow of blood could be clearly seen in the flesh palm, and he immediately pinched Fang Ji's arm with great accuracy.

Thundered.

After the smoke and dust cleared, the two straight and upright figures were equally divided, and neither of them took a step back.

This is completely beyond the imagination of everyone present.

With the momentum accumulated by defeating Wang Xuan within ten moves, this punch is much stronger than before!

However, it was blocked by Sun Shao!

In the midst of everyone's horrified gaze, Sun Shao smiled lightly, "If this is the capital you want to seize the leader, then you can go down." ”

"Good! good!" Fang Ji's pupils contracted violently, and his cold gaze like a snake locked on Sun Shao's figure, a thick killing intent, a bone-chilling coldness, emanating from his body.

"Today, I'll let you, the horseman, see the fighting skills of the Supreme Flame Emperor!"

The fighting spirit in the Fang collective rolled violently, churning, and at this moment, there was a faint power that surpassed one turn, and all the sons in the Wuji Hall felt a feeling of oppression and suffocation.

The fantasy system of the Atlantis Empire is divided into two parallel categories: fighting spirit and magic, and there are many professions, each of which has different powers, and the power of the second turn is already equivalent to the martial artist of the acquired realm!"

"I heard that he is a genius from a small city, this kind of talent, it is really terrifying, in the imperial city of Nuoda, there is no prince who can win in battle?"

"I don't know if Sun Shao's weird Dao technique can still be effective, if even Sun Shao is defeated, it will really lose the face of all the princes in the imperial city. ”

"Suck your hands!"

Fang Ji sneered, stretched out a pair of palms, pinched them into claws, the bones of his whole body were trembling, and as soon as he inhaled, Sun Shao seemed to see a black hole appear in front of him, exuding this unstoppable attraction, sucking him in, and never coming out again!

"Blowing the fire palm!"

A grim smile suddenly appeared on Fang Ji's face, he whispered three words, and the moment the words fell, the black hole suddenly disappeared, replaced by a violent wave visible to the naked eye, blowing towards him, blowing his eyes fascinated, like a tornado, about to blow Sun Shao out at once.

"King Kong is not bad!"

Sun Shao's body shone with golden light, and even his skin became as golden as brass, colliding with the violent wind, making a buzzing bell, but it couldn't hurt him at all.

However, because of this, his body was blown a little shaky, and his eyes were a little unable to open their eyes.

"Good opportunity!" Fang Ji was overjoyed, the fighting spirit in his body was raised to the limit, and it burst out in an instant, and the speed was urged to the limit, and the people under the fast ring could only catch an afterimage in their eyes.

The next moment, Fang Ji let out an angry roar: "Eight Extremes Collapse!"

This punch slammed into Sun Shao's brass-colored body, and the eightfold internal strength was superimposed in an instant, and between the lightning and flint, all of them entered Sun Shao's body.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

......

The sound was longer and longer, showing that Sun Shao's body, in an instant, suffered a superimposed attack of eight levels of internal strength.

King Kong's incorruptible body is broken!

The terrifying eightfold internal energy roared in, directly throwing Sun Shao's body into the air, like a kite like a falling line, slowly falling down.

Defeated? Defeated?

In the Wuji Palace, all eyes stayed on the figure that slowly fell down, and each other's expressions were different.

"How come!" Yue Weiliang stood up suddenly, the figure falling from the sky in her eyes, "Even the flying sword can't break through your golden body, why? why?"

"Could it be that no one can resist that Fang Ji?" After half a sound, Ye Feng smacked his mouth, scanning everyone with three points of anger, three points of helplessness, and four parts of unwillingness.

"Alas. The captain of the Shenwu Army sighed, ready to rescue Sun Shao, the descendant of Emperor Yan, who would have thought that this Fang Ji would have been inherited by Emperor Yan.

That's the Supreme Flame Emperor!

The declining family that started in the Thousand Worlds of the Thin Moon, became the master of that world at the age of nearly forty, and finally went one step further, entered the Great Thousand Worlds, took charge of all the flames in the universe, and was revered as the Supreme Flame Emperor!

The inheritance of such a character, even if it is a lot of desolate golden immortals in the last era, Da Luo can't compare to it, even if it is among the ten sects of immortals and Buddhas, there may not be a inheritance higher than that of Emperor Yan, how can such a character be stopped.

"I can only blame Sun Shao for not being lucky enough, if it was in the past, with his strength, he would have become the first steadily, but he just ran into the heir of Emperor Yan. Du Wei watched that he could get Fang Ji and prepared to come to the stage to save Sun Shao and announce the result.

"Hahaha!" Fang Ji laughed wantonly in the ring, "Waste! Waste! You have also seen the fighting skills of Emperor Yan, how about it, it is much more powerful than your old ancestor who has been dead for I don't know how many years, right?"

"I heard that your Sun Lord is the Monkey King's people, but your ancestors died at the hands of Emperor Yan and their masters of the universe. Fang Ji's pride was extreme.

"In the last era, Sun Wukong died at the hands of Emperor Yan, this era, you will lose to me, this is fate! I see that your strength is good, surrender to me, be my subordinate, I will let you be under one person, above ten thousand!"

Fang Ji's voice resounded throughout the Wuji Palace, and in every word, there seemed to be a powerful force, containing an irresistible force, after hearing it, the divine soul would be placed with a seed of surrender, and involuntarily listen to his words.

"I, Fang Ji, as the descendant of Emperor Yan, declare again, Sun Shao, surrender, or die!"

After Fang Ji said a few words, it became more and more cold, like frozen ice slag, and even the entire Wuji Hall seemed to be frozen.

"Fight until you die!"

Suddenly, Sun Shao, who was in mid-air, suddenly jumped out of a demon head that was burning with raging flames, and the endless red flames seemed to melt, disintegrate, and destroy immediately as long as they were stained with a little!