Chapter 1191

When the Vatican knife cuts, each knife flashes with a sharp blade, and the general ancestor's law will be cut directly. Ancestral immortals like the Son of the Heart Emperor can be beheaded with a single blow.

Every time the blade cuts, there is a kind of metal singing heavenly sound. When this sound is transmitted, when it is heard, it will produce a feeling of being cut in the heart, bleeding and suffocating.

One can imagine, what kind of feeling will it produce when the blade of this "Fan Dao" cuts the human body? Flesh and blood cannot resist this sword light.

But Fang Han's palm suddenly became pure and transparent, with countless crystals of the Kingdom of God forming textures, and the blade slashed on his fingers, bursting out a series of sparks, which could not shake his skin at all.

On the contrary, every time his finger was pressed on the blade, the weapon spirit in the Vatican knife would let out a whine, as if Fang Han's true energy had hurt it.

"Knife dominates the world!"

Fan Qizong suddenly poured all his magic power into it, and the fan knife suddenly vibrated in the midst of the saber energy, and the cutting power increased greatly, with the momentum to slash Fang Han under his command .

Fang Han opened his eyes at once, and divine light shot out of them. He squeezed his fingers into a fist, and a huge portal loomed behind him, which secretly activated the holy law of the sky in the Thirty-Three Heavens Good Fortune Fist.

The Thirty-Three Heavens Good Fortune Fist is now covered up by the Era God Fist. As long as it is not a real saint, no one can see it.

Fang Han used it secretly, and the light flashed on his fist.

jump!

He stamped his fist on the "Van Knife", and there were many cracks on the Vatican Knife, and then it exploded at once, turning into thousands of fragments of the blade light, and each piece of blade light was scattered towards the The world is everywhere.

Fang Han smashed the Vatican knife, a superb fairy weapon, with a single punch.

"Quick retreat!" King Brahma Qi knew that he had encountered a real master, and with a wave of his hand, he was about to retreat.

"King Brahma Qi, didn't you say that I'm an ant? Aren't you the reincarnation of an ancient sage? Just now you were arrogant, but now you've become a bereaved dog?"

Fang Han roared, and immediately many fragments of the sword light flew towards it. Every piece of sword light, when he smashed it just now, was poured into the Dragon Transformation Art of Everything, and now it has transformed into individual swords The dragon flew into his body, melted into vitality, and poured it into the treasure of the thirty-three days.

King Brahma Qi was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He was proud all his life and was reincarnated as a saint. He had never suffered a disadvantage, but today he was forced by Fang Han to become a bereaved dog, not to mention how wronged and depressed he was.

But he knew in his heart that he could only retreat at this time, and then look for opportunities to kill Fang Han, otherwise today would be really dangerous.

"All the Holy Sons, let's fight together and kill the evildoers!"

At this time, with the help of King Brahma Qi, Zhao Fenghua also recovered from his injuries. His eyes were fixed on the white unicorn in Fang Han's hand. There is a magic light in the eyes.

In an instant, the white unicorn in Fang Han's hand flew up violently, as if it was about to come out of his hand, and he couldn't suppress it at all.

"Want to take back your unicorn? Okay, I'll let you take it back!" Fang Han flicked his hand suddenly, and the unicorn flew towards Zhao Fenghua like lightning.

"Not good!" Zhao Fenghua backed back again and again, trying to dodge, but he couldn't dodge no matter what. The white unicorn pierced through his heart, bringing a cloud of blood rain in the air, and once again let out a heart-piercing sound. screams.

"Let's do it together."

A powerful holy son of the Taiyi Sect flew out and attacked Fang Han. He waved his hands repeatedly, interweaving sword energy into a large formation, and landed on his head: "Ten thousand swords return to the ruins."

snort!

Fang Han tore at the sky with one hand, and the sword energy was shaken away. He stepped out and came in front of this holy son, and once again fought fourteen times.

With a scream, the Son fell apart, his body exploded, and countless elixirs, magic weapons, and Daoist scriptures all flew out of his body.

Fang Han exploded with one punch. Even the Kingdom of God was destroyed.

Fang Han doesn't even need to take the initiative to absorb it now, the dragon's breath around him can automatically transform everything into a real dragon.

The holy son's body, soul, fragments of the kingdom of God, and various magic weapons, materials, pills, and spiritual veins stored in the body were all thrown into Fang Han's body while he was walking, and disappeared.

"Killed a Holy Son."

He made a voice like a devil, and suddenly ten thousand dragons galloped in this void, all of which were blocked.

"Damn it! How did you come across such a curse?" King Brahma Qi's eye sockets almost burst open.

"King Brahma Qi, as I said here, I will beat you to death in front of the holy sons of the Brahma Cloud Sect and the many holy sons of the Taiyi Sect, and I will never break my promise." Fang Han killed this The Holy Son condensed the absorbed power into one ball, and under the impact of this power, the Thirty-Three Three Heavens Supreme Treasure in his body turned into a high-grade fairy weapon in an instant.

And the absorbed essence of the superb fairy weapon "Vatican Blade" also began to melt in the body, directly changing the legendary battle into a top-grade fairy weapon.

In addition, some vast power accumulated in the body for a while, and then suddenly entered the Zhitian Gate.

Fang Han's whole body strength increased again.

"The Babu Buddha is nothing special." Brahma King grabbed it with his big hand, and grabbed a long knife from the void again. This long knife is not a magic weapon, but the energy of the whole body, "Brahma Eight Gods, the first God, Great Indra!"

He actually started to activate the supreme secret technique of Fan Yunzong.

Brahma eight gods.

The eight gods of Brahma are not magic weapons or supernatural powers, but a kind of incarnation outside the body, the second soul. It's like the three yangs and one qi of the Yuhuamen, the real heavenly soul, once sacrificed, it is tantamount to being besieged by masters of the same realm.

The Brahma Eight Gods are the supreme technique of Brahma Cloud Sect. Once refined, they are equivalent to eight clones. Each clone can self-destruct and kill the enemy. In the battle of the same realm, it is almost invincible.

Now the King of Brahma Qi was forced to reach a desperate situation by Fang Han, and when he cast it all at once, eight primordial spirits appeared behind him. The light of the saber was brilliant, like weeping like singing, after beheading, the eight primordial spirits showed their ferocious minions.

"The era is the same, the epic of civilization."

Fang Hanbao looked solemn, standing in the void, facing the sword light, the eight primordial spirits, with their hands flying, suddenly unleashed fourteen times the combat power of Jiyuan Shenquan again.

This fourteen times combat power was played not once, but a full eight times.

Boom!

A series of explosions resounded, and the eight primordial spirits roared, all of which were shattered. Beaten to fly ash, Brahma Qi King screamed again and backed away again and again. His body was dripping with blood, and he was injured by Fang Han's concussion.

"The eight gods return to the body, turn into a real dragon, and send them into the body!"

Fang Han clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and the shattered eight primordial spirits closed together again, turning into eight huge real dragons, rushing into his body.

His body can swallow endless power, and no attack can hurt him at all.

At this moment, Fang Han is like a huge demon god from countless epochs, who will never be knocked down.

"Ah! Run away quickly! This man is too fierce. Otherwise, we will all die here."

"Brother Zhao Fenghua, what's wrong with you? Are you fine?"

"Everyone, quickly rescue Brother Zhao Fenghua."

"Let's run away. We are definitely not this person's opponent. After Senior Brother Song Tengfei has developed a peerless supernatural power, we can kill this person. In my opinion, only Senior Brother Song Tengfei can restrain him."

Some of the Sons panicked.

That Zhao Fenghua was pierced by Fang Han's one-horn throw just now, and now he does not know whether he is alive or dead. Rescued by several saint sons of Taiyimen, barely recovered, opened his eyes, and pulled out the white unicorn stuck in his chest: "Fengyuan, Yuhuamen, I and you are inseparable."

While speaking, he once again integrated the white unicorn into the top of his head.

However, a ray of light suddenly bloomed on the white unicorn, Fang Han's figure in the distance suddenly disappeared, and appeared in this ray of light.

He immediately came to Zhao Fenghua's side.

Boom!

A powerful wave of air erupted from his body, directly shaking all the holy sons, and with a big hand, he pinched Zhao Fenghua's neck.

Zhao Fenghua's legs kept kicking in the air, his face was flushed red.

"I'm at odds with you? There's no chance, I'm everywhere. Now, I'll let many holy sons of the Taiyi Sect, as well as people from the Fanyun Sect, see you die in front of me."

Click!

Zhao Fenghua's head was twisted off by Fang Han, and then he clapped his hands, and his whole body was burning with energy, Zhao Fenghua's divine sense roared hysterically in the flames, "Feng Yuan, you are a devil, you want to Refining me? I won’t let you succeed. Brother Fanqi, come and save me! Save me!”

"Put Zhao Fenghua down for me."

The King of Brahma Qi looked as if his liver and gallbladder were splitting, and he stretched his hands horizontally, making a golden rainbow. The handprints of ten thousand gods floated up and down in the rainbow, "Brahma's palm, the seal of ten thousand gods."

"You yourself are a mud bodhisattva crossing the river. You can't protect yourself. You come to rescue others, a saint reincarnated? So what? It's not the real strength of a saint, you are just an ancestor."

From Fang Han's body, a long river composed of the history of major civilizations flew out, melting and disintegrating all those palm prints.

"Zhao Fenghua, do you still think that Brahma Qi King will come to save you? He will die here just like your fate today. Now, you can integrate into my body and completely transform into my true qi! The white unicorn is the horn of the Heavenly Monarch, and I still need to spend some effort to refine it, but it's nothing, even if I can only use half of my strength, I can kill you all."

Fang Han rolled up his sleeves and sent Zhao Fenghua to the Zhitianmen, one of the thirty-three treasures, and suppressed it, ready to look for opportunities to refine it.

Ordinary ancestor immortals, he refined them in an instant.

But the Tianjun horn on Zhao Fenghua's body is very difficult to smelt, and with his cultivation base, it will take a lot of effort and time.

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