Chapter 1190 Fierce Fight

Chapter 1190

"The Horn of the Heavenly Monarch! This Zhao Fenghua can actually refine this unicorn. It's really terrifying!"

"This white unicorn evolved from the one on the head of the Calamity Heavenly Monarch. It represents a ray of life in the Dao, an invincible place, and a symbol of invincibility. According to rumors, the Great Disaster is practiced in the Taiyi Sect. So far, no one has been able to condense the horn of the heavenly monarch. Even Song Tengfei has not condensed it."

"There are rumors that Zhao Fenghua received the inheritance of the Supreme Immortal Emperor. It seems to be true. Otherwise, how could he cultivate the horn of the Heavenly Monarch."

"Once this white unicorn is successfully cultivated, it is rumored that it has the magical effect of weeping ghosts and gods. Its power doubles and it surpasses the realm to fight. No one can resist it."

"This is the symbol of the unicorn on the head of the God of Disaster."

Seeing the white unicorn appearing on the top of Zhao Fenghua's head, everyone was shocked, even King Brahma Qi tightened his pupils, as if he felt that Zhao Fenghua was beyond his expectation.

Zhao Fenghua sacrificed the one-horn all at once, and the mana in his body soared, not like a living person, but a ghost. With every step, the white unicorn on the head interacts with all the vitality of heaven and earth, and there is no gap between heaven and man.

The invisible forces in this ancient ruins are projected into the single horn one after another, and are controlled by the single horn.

At this moment, Zhao Fenghua is the king between heaven and earth, the only overlord in the universe.

On the white unicorn, tens of billions of tiny kingdoms are formed, and there are either lightning and thunder, or volcanic eruptions, or repeated earthquakes, or the wailing of all beings, or hell lava, or mountains of knives and seas of fire.

Zhao Fenghua's strength is getting stronger and stronger, and layers of pure white scales seem to emerge from his body, forming armor. Mysterious and noble, gorgeous and graceful, holy and supreme.

"crack!"

Facing Fang Han, he tore his hands apart, and struck straight into the chest, intending to tear Fang Han apart and turn him into pieces. Fang Han really angered him.

"The horn of the Heavenly Monarch..." Fang Han looked at the unicorn, and he didn't even care about the hands that were struck by the other party. Instead, he suddenly flicked his sleeves, and used his sleeve robe to put those hands directly into his pocket.

His big sleeves swept across the room, covering the sky and the sun, wrapping around the world, the power transmitted from Zhao Fenghua's hands approached his sleeves, it was taken in, and the power weakened a lot.

"A single sleeve can resist my magical fist?" Zhao Fenghua breathed out like thunder, stepped on the universe, shocked the eight poles, and changed his palm again, hitting a trajectory. , cutting large sleeves. At the same time, he kicked Fang Han's head with one leg.

This leg, like lightning tearing through the night, is mysterious and unpredictable.

when!

Fang Han backed away, and with a swish, a pair of high-grade immortal weapon wings of freedom flew out from behind, and as soon as the wings closed, they blocked the leg.

"The horn of the Heavenly Monarch is just for my use. Zhao Fenghua, you are an outstanding saint son of the Taiyi School, and you have been taught by the Supreme Immortal Emperor. When the Supreme Immortal Emperor passed on your skills for you, didn't you think that you still have to use it?" Is the death in my hands? Just pass on the power to me." After Fang Han resisted that leg, his body rushed towards the sky, and then his whole body shone brightly, and a book of era appeared above his head, Shine forever.

"The gods, the Buddhas, the demons, the immortals, the witches, the beasts, the swords...all the histories of civilizations are all in one."

Fang Han made a loud, grand, majestic, impassioned, generous, and heroic voice, and the book of eras dispersed in an instant, turning into many histories of civilization, spinning around him, and then he rushed down.

"What kind of Taoism is this?"

Zhao Fenghua was taken aback: "This is the history of civilization one by one. Is there anyone in the world who can use the history of civilization as a weapon to attack?"

While he was shocked, Fang Han had already suppressed him, carrying supreme power, and suppressed him head-on. Crackling! Under that pressure, all the white holy scale armor on his body exploded and shattered.

The pressure is irresistible.

"How could it be so powerful? Fight it!" Zhao Fenghua was almost oppressed and knelt down. The pores of his whole body were suffocating, and he couldn't absorb the vitality of heaven and earth at all.

He opened his mouth and let out a roar, facing Fang Han, he raised his palm to support the sky, and his whole body burst out with destructive power, especially the white horn on top of his head, suddenly rushed out a divine light that could penetrate the heavens , to penetrate Fang Han's body.

"Break it for me!" Fang Han descended from the sky, covering Wanfang with his big hand, and punched out the Jiyuan Divine Fist in the palm of his hand, grabbing the divine light forcefully, and then with the other hand, he hit fourteen times the combat power!

His shadow split apart and turned into fourteen statues, each of which had the same power as himself, and when suppressed, he could not be stopped, and his power fluctuated and spread out. The Holy Son was forced to retreat involuntarily.

"What a strong force."

"Am I not mistaken? Fourteen figures, that is fourteen times the combat power. Between heaven and earth, where is there any martial art that can display so many times the combat power?"

"The most combat power is ten times the combat power, the martial arts of the emperors recorded in the emperor's martial arts."

"No, we can't get close to the battlefield at all."

"Crash! Brother Zhao Fenghua and that Feng Yuan are fighting together."

At this moment, the disciples of Taiyimen and Fanyunzong roared furiously, wanting to get close to the battlefield, but they were still unable to get close.

As soon as the Brahma King's face changed, he was about to intervene, but Zhao Fenghua and Feng Yuan finally collided with each other with their fists, and the explosion exploded around the two of them. Cracks appeared on the ancient sacred mountains in the distance. Countless monsters, both visible and invisible, died unexpectedly.

ah!

A scream came out, and everyone saw Fang Han's big hand directly grabbing the unicorn on top of Zhao Fenghua's head, and pulled out the unicorn from the top of Zhao Fenghua's head vigorously.

A big blood hole appeared on the top of Zhao Fenghua's head, and blood spurted out crazily from it, staining the sky red.

He immediately covered the big hole in his head with both hands, and retreated quickly: "Brother Fan, save me! Brother Fan, save me!"

"how so!"

Sun Shihua's eyes were also straightened.

Not only him, but all the holy sons of the Yuhuamen almost fainted from suffocation. This time the contrast was too great. Everyone knew that Fang Han was very strong, but he was so strong that no one could have expected it.

"Zhao Fenghua, who has the horn of Tianjun, is still stronger than me. Even a primordial immortal can't defeat him. He can fight against a junior primordial immortal for three days and three nights. I was defeated by Feng Yuan. Could it be that Feng Yuan is stronger than Yuan Xian?" Sun Shihua shouted hysterically in her heart.

"Want to run? It's not that easy, stay with me!"

Fang Han was majestic, holding a white unicorn in one hand, and the white unicorn was still jumping in his hand, but he was holding it tightly, so he couldn't do anything wrong at all.

Facing Zhao Fenghua who was retreating, he grabbed the air with his other hand, and a huge force flew out through the air, turning into the hand of God, trying to capture Zhao Fenghua in his hand.

Zhao Fenghua was pulled out of the horn on the top of his head by Fang Han, his strength was greatly reduced, and his whole body's energy was poured down. He couldn't resist the grasp of God's hand at all.

King Brahma Qi finally made a move.

With a movement of his body, the golden big handprint flew towards Fang Han, critically striking Fang Han. At the same time, a series of shadows formed in the air, wrapping Zhao Fenghua in them, protecting him, and a clear light like relics smashed the opponent's head. The big hole on the top was blocked, and the clear light melted in an instant, preventing the essence from leaking out.

The injury actually repaired.

"Feng Yuan, let me see what big waves you, a little ant, can turn up." Brahma Qi King's eyes widened with anger, and he made a life-threatening move.

Fang Han's God's hand shook upwards and changed into Jiyuan Shenquan, which implied the mystery of the Thirty-Three Heavens Good Fortune Fist, colliding with the golden big handprint.

Boom!

The big golden handprint was blown away by the shock.

Fang Han rushed out of the shattered golden cloud, like a heavenly king descending, and a god of war bathed in blood. He grabbed the white unicorn with one hand, and formed various magic seals with the other hand, including the unique skills of the gods, the mantra of Buddhism, and the evil skills of the witches... …. All of them are in it, and they bombard the Brahma Qi King. At the same time, those seals seal off all the surrounding space, preventing the Brahma Qi King from escaping.

"I'm a little ant? I can beat you to death with one hand." Fang Han's eyes were full of murderous intent: "Just relying on your words, I will treat you as everyone's face today and beat you to death."

"Brahma Divine Palm!"

King Brahma Qi struck out his divine palm, each palm print was pure gold, and the heaven and earth transformed into a golden kingdom, colliding with Fang Han's handprint again, the vitality exploded, causing waves of heaven and earth frenzy .

Fang Han gave a long cry, the wings of freedom spread, and the walker stepped out with boundless steps, breaking through the frenzy of vitality, and infinitely approaching the king of Brahma Qi. Eight stupas appeared above his head, and the power of the ancient ancestor dragon descended from the sky , Many heaven and earth vitality changed into dragon-scale runes.

"Eight Buddhas!"

Seeing Fang Han's ferocious approach, King Brahma Qi slapped him, and all the vitality in his body would turn into a real dragon and fly out. He was shocked and dragged Zhao Fenghua back again and again.

At the same time, a crescent moon-like blade glow appeared on his body. The blade glow was indeterminate, and various vitality runes were engraved on it. The oscillating cutting formed a sharp rune, which actually cut apart the dragon scale vitality in the air, beheading Fang Han.

"This is a peerless celestial weapon, the Brahma Knife!"

Sun Shihua screamed loudly to remind Fang Han.

Fang Han didn't change his face, he pressed it with one hand, and with the palm of his body, he shook this superb celestial weapon, the Vatican knife that cuts everything.

"I don't believe that you can resist my Brahma Knife!" Facing Fang Han who was rushing towards him, the Brahma King was furious. The sword technique of destroying the earth.

The palm and the blade collided.

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