Chapter 1545 Madman
At this time, the distance between the two was less than two feet, and they almost collided. Guangzhen's eyes widened, his body trembled even more, trembling unconsciously.
Guangfa's cultivation was a hundred times stronger than his, and he hadn't been blasted by the opponent's hammer, so he naturally didn't think that he could escape his life from Li Yuanba's hands.
"you do not…………"
Guangzhen was about to say something, but before he could say anything, Li Yuanba hit his stomach with a hammer. In an instant, his ribs were broken, his internal organs were shattered, and what he spit out from his mouth was all broken internal organs.
Consciousness fell into a haze for an instant.
Normally, a saint should be immortal. And don't faint.
But Li Yuanba's power was too terrifying, to the point of shocking his soul.
Hanging Guangzhen on the hammer, Li Yuanba turned to Wutian Taoist Ancestor, Lingxiao Sword Fairy Panlong Ancestor and Xueyun Fairy who had only half life left, and said, "Have you thought about how to die?"
As soon as these words came out, the scene fell silent for an instant.
Needle drop could be heard throughout the scene. Everyone looked at Li Yuanba in horror.
Of course, only the disciples of the Holy Ruins showed panic, while the experts of Haotian Court showed mixed expressions of shock and surprise.
"This little guy is too violent!"
Wang Mobai muttered to himself, Li Yuanba was only in the early stage of Saint Realm, but he was able to kill Saints in the late Saint Realm. He was really not ordinary tyrannical.
If it wasn't because Li Yuanba was Xu Haotian's subordinate, he really wanted to fight him.
Li Yuanba threw Guangzhen to Patriarch Bodhi with a casual throw. The speed was quite fast, but it was only a blink of an eye for the saint.
Just as Patriarch Bodhi was about to speak, Li Yuanba had already flown towards Sword Immortal Lingxiao and Patriarch Panlong.
This scene frightened Ersheng.
Although they are strong in the middle stage of Saint Realm, they are far behind Guangfa.
They were extremely depressed and doubtful. Why is it that Li Yuanba is also in the middle stage of Saint Realm, how can Li Yuanba fight across the ranks?
Even if this kind of thing spreads out, no one will believe it.
Sword Immortal Ling Xiao and Patriarch Panlong turned around and ran away without any hesitation.
The saint escaped?
The scene exploded in an instant!
The disciples of Shengxu beat their chests and stamped their feet directly, and some of them turned around and ran away. There was chaos at the scene.
"Hmph, two little bugs dare to escape?"
Li Yuanba sneered, and immediately threw the double hammers in his hands.
Boom, boom!
The two golden hammers smashed through the void in an instant, surpassed the limit, and directly hit the back of the second saint.
In an instant, the Ersheng Hammer exploded, turning into two clouds of blood mist and drifting into the void.
But because of too much force, even the Hammer of the Heavenly God exploded. The Hammer of the Heavenly God was originally not high in rank, so it couldn't resist the power of the saint at all.
Because the sacred bone is definitely comparable to the ordinary innate treasure!
"Bold!"
Wutian Taoist ancestor witnessed this scene, his eyes were about to burst, but his heart was not angry, but panic.
But in order to protect Lingxiao Sword Immortal and Panlong Patriarch's Yuanying, he could only bite the bullet and stop Li Yuanba.
Wang Mobai, Nuwa, Prisoner Taoist, and Kong Xuan all looked at Li Yuanba blankly.
This stupid boy is so powerful that he doesn't even need their help.
Seeing that Li Yuanba's double hammers were useless, Xu Haotian quickly began to search in the Lucky Mall.
But even though he found a suitable treasure, his reputation value is not enough, so he can only stare blankly.
"Have Sword Immortal Lingxiao and Patriarch Panlong fallen?"
"Not yet, their Nascent Soul is still there!"
"Oh my god, this is the devil, he even killed the second saint when he came out, and abolished the second saint!"
"Physical strength can reach such strength?"
The disciples of the Holy Ruins were discussing in horror, and the elders were silent, with dead faces on their faces.