Chapter 1413 Signature Secret Technique

"Skynet array...exploded!"

The incomparably gorgeous golden rays of light intertwine vertically and horizontally, and countless densely packed subtle secrets emerge.

The moment Tang Bufan's words fell, an extremely astonishing and terrifying force surged violently.

Together with the trembling eyes of everyone in the audience, all the lights that shuttled through the void suddenly shined brightly, and then the power of the powerful runes above turned into a huge impact and blasting force.

"boom!"

"boom!"

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Suddenly, a strong storm swept across the sky.

Every inch, every section of light contains a particularly astonishing bursting power.

The endless bright rays of light collapsed and exploded one after another, beams of golden light bloomed in the sky, and attacked and intertwined towards Mang Yuantu located in the center.

The three-dimensional optical net intertwined with thin lines covers a large area.

No matter how fast Mang Yuantu's movement response was, he couldn't leave the detonation range of the Skynet Array in an instant.

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The mighty shock wave exploded the sky, and the fierce forces merged and gathered, instantly forming an extremely chaotic storm area.

It was like thousands of stars being detonated at the same time.

The entire jihad platform was directly soaked in golden light, powerful air waves whizzed down, dust and smoke piled up, and the pressure was intense.

...

"hiss!"

Looking at the wobbly Nine Heavens Void, everyone's hearts trembled.

There was a lot of shock on everyone's face.

"It's unbelievable that such a thin light has such amazing explosive power."

"It should be the power of the runes on the light. Tang Bufan wove his true energy into a big net, and then covered the runes with it to fully detonate it."

"It's really high! It's hard to guard against.

"

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The particularly gorgeous fighting style made people feel more respect and awe towards Tang Bufan.

The endless golden light beams engulfed the undefeated god of war Mang Yuantu in the blink of an eye.

But in the next second, an extremely rapid dark energy column was set off in the center of the golden storm.

"Boom..."

The space in all directions vibrates, and the super-strong spiral wind column stirs up thousands of air currents.

Immediately afterwards, under the astonished eyes of everyone, a monstrous figure of a god and demon appeared in the center of the explosive storm.

An extremely strong cyclone wind flowed through the whole body of that huge phantom. Like the spirit in the wind that caused the hurricane.

"drink……"

Fengxuan phantom waved its arms, and the merged arm was comparable to a sky-slashing giant blade.

"Boom!"

The air waves splashed, and the aftermath shook the sky.

Layers upon layers of raging golden storms agitated directly from it.

Everyone was startled again and again.

Under the shadow of the hurricane, Mang Yuantu was domineering, and his calm face showed calmness.

Everyone below was shocked by his aura.

Still no scars at all.

The strength of the opponent is very touching.

"Hey, the boss is probably going to start the mocking mode..." Ji Liang, the priest of War God, folded his hands in front of him, looking casual.

The Judgment God of War He Lianqi and the Xingshu God of War Chiqianling also smiled slightly with disdain.

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The three emperors on the No. 1 Jihad platform below looked relaxed.

Not too much tension.

"Mang Yuantu is still strong!" Ghost-faced Emperor Qin Yong said in a low voice.

"Who says it's not? If Brother Tang wants to win, I'm afraid he can't take it lightly."

Eight-armed Emperor Wei Yan nodded.

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Above the void, there were two figures, one as majestic as a mountain, and the other as majestic as the sea.

"These moves of yours are really weak..." Mang Yuantu hangs above the sky, his deep eyes are like an impenetrable sea of ​​stars.

He ignored Tang Bufan, the emperor who killed Mo.

"My interest in you is rapidly being consumed... If you only have this ability, the battle may be over within ten strokes."

"Om..."

The moment the voice fell, the sky was shattered, and the incomparably majestic power suppressed it, and the terrifying phantom like a god in the wind directly blasted towards Tang Bufan with its five-fingered giant arms.

The huge momentum shrouded, covering the sky and the sun.

Tang Bufan's figure is like a butterfly in the wind.

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"As you wish!" Tang Bufan's eyes flickered with brilliance, and then his aura rose abruptly, and he went straight up against the momentum, hitting the protruding huge palm head-on.

During the movement, Tang Bufan's whole body erupted with glazed light.

A fringe-like golden pattern of light surrounds its body.

"Boom..." There was a violent explosion, and the moment the two met, Tang Bufan pierced through the giant palm of the hurricane phantom like a sharp blade.

"Hey..."

The eyelids of the people below rolled up.

Obviously, Tang Bufan started to get serious.

...

Piercing through the giant shadow's palm, Tang Bufan flew into the sky.

At the same time, the golden light erupting outside his body became stronger and stronger.

"You have to be careful, Undefeated...God of War!"

The speed of movement increased sharply, like a thousand-year-old aurora.

Tang Bufan rolled up a burst of sharp and extraordinary sharpness, and attacked Mang Yuantu in front of him.

A gleam of coldness flashed across Mang Yuantu's eyes.

"Finally it looks a little bit better."

"Roar……"

The hurricane phantom behind Mang Yuantu raised his other arm again, and the huge fist contained a lot of divine power, and hit Tang Bufan who was rushing head-on.

The latter is still unbiased, and the offensive line is as straight as a beam of light.

"boom……"

The moment the giant fist hit, Tang Bufan erupted with an extremely dazzling brilliance.

In the next instant, an afterimage emerged from the dazzling light.

"rumble……"

Under the pair of shocked gazes below, the fist and arm of the hurricane phantom exploded from it, and the afterimage exploded with the speed of light, like a sharp blade piercing the sky. Sliced ​​and broken.

"This power..."

The talented disciples of the various sects all opened their eyes wide.

Tang Bufan's offensive seemed to be overwhelming, and he couldn't restrain it at all.

"bass!"

In the blink of an eye, Hurricane Phantom's huge arm was directly shattered by the impact, the powerful offensive roared all the way down, and the huge body of Fengzhu immediately collapsed and fell apart.

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After breaking the phantom of the wind pillar giant, the afterimage attack that pierced through the air did not weaken at all, and once again attacked Mang Yuantu in front.

A sharp murderous aura strikes.

The corners of Mang Yuantu's eyes shrunk slightly, his palms raised abruptly, and a cloud of blue streamlines formed in his hands.

"Hmph, small tricks!"

The streamlines rotated rapidly, surging out and intertwined into a sharp giant blade at the same time.

"boom……"

The sharp and murderous giant blade hit the afterimage in the middle of the image, and the aftermath of chaos erupted immediately. Everyone's hearts tightened, especially those who were optimistic about Tang Bufan's side, and they couldn't help frowning.

"Tang Bufan's movements are too big."

"Well, no matter how powerful the attack is, it will be stopped."

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However, the voice here has not yet fallen.

I saw a ghostly figure floating behind Mang Yuantu.

"Here comes the tricks..."

An indifferent voice came from behind the ear, and at the same time came the incomparably powerful palm strength.

how come?

Everyone in the Jihad stage was shocked.

The corner of Mang Yuantu's eyes was cold, but seeing Tang Bufan's majesty, the fluctuation of the power in his palm was comparable to the dark tide in the deep sea, without saying a word, he immediately raised his palm sideways to greet him.

"boom……"

The firm palms of the two collided together, and the sound of the real yuan bursting was like two thunderbolts colliding, astonishing fluctuations swept away, the space was distorted, and the wind howled, but Mang Yuantu was shaken and flew back go out.

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"Tang Bufan is here!"

"Then what was it just now?"

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Everyone was surprised and suspicious.

At the same time, the giant blade that Mang Yuantu condensed just now shattered and exploded, and with the wanton venting of the turbulent airflow, a blurry afterimage immediately became clear and clear.

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"Two, two people?"

Countless people present were stunned.

I saw above the void, besides Mang Yuantu and Tang Bufan, there was a third figure.

Looking from a distance, the figure was wearing a loose black cloak, most of his head was covered, and his hands and feet were all huddled inside.

Only half of the lifeless face can be seen.

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"It finally appeared!" Han Yunzong Yizhou said in a deep tone.

At the same time, the eyes of Lie Shengyuan, Lin Yinghe, Lei Zhen, Ji Tao, Situ Hanye and many others on the list of talents also showed a bit of solemnity.

"Hey, it's starting to get interesting." He Lianqi, the god of execution, said with a strange smile.

Priest God of War, God of War Xingshu, and the three emperors in the Emperor Hong Palace also looked serious.

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"Is this not in the rumors?"

"That's right!"

"The signature secret technique of killing Tang Bufan, the emperor's minister."

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All the geniuses narrowed their eyes and whispered softly, "Puppet art!"

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The peak of a mountain a few miles away from the Jihad.

"Go directly to the Jihad platform!" Chu Hen, who joined the Wuzong people, said calmly.

Without waiting for Qiu Xingyi and others to agree, Xia Qing stepped forward and grabbed Chu Hen's arm.

"Think again! After today, the call for jihad ends."

Last day of Jihad call.

There will be an unprecedented battle on the Billboard!

However, along the way, Chu Hen forged a lot of grievances.

If you show up, you will inevitably have some revenge.

...

Chu Hen smiled slightly, and gently broke away from the opponent's jade hand.

"Don't worry! I have a measure!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and raised his hands to Qiu Xingyi, Wang Li, Wu Yan and others, "All the disciples of Wu Zong listen to the order!"

"exist!"

"On the jihad platform!"

"Yes!"

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No one questioned Chu Hen's order.

However, just as everyone was about to set off to cross the last few miles, a cold wind blew up, followed by howling winds from all directions.

Accompanied by the rapidly darkening sky, an incomparable darkness enveloped suddenly.

"Hmph, the surname is Chu, I'm afraid you will die on the Holy War platform..."

The complexions of Wu Zong's people changed.

However, the eyes of the disciples of Linghuang Valley were brightened.

"Brother Xiaoyao..."