Chapter 1007 Competition

Where the Mahamudra passed, the sky turned into pure darkness, as if the end of the universe descended from the sky, intending to wipe out all living beings on the earth.

The power of this Mahamudra blow is simply more powerful than the sum of the other Quanji seven sons multiplied by ten.

Fang Xingjian understood at this moment, the seven sons of Quanji, I am afraid that this prince has always been the center, as long as the prince is still alive, it doesn't matter if everyone else is dead.

Faced with the big handprint falling from the sky, Fang Xingjian did not back down in the slightest.

He understood that if the big handprint of this blow hit the land of the imperial capital, then the entire imperial capital, no, it should be said that the entire Zhongzhou, and even most of the empire's plate would be reduced to dust.

The entire southwestern part of the Miracle Continent will be broken into countless fragments and sink into the sea.

It even causes unprecedented tsunami and floods to sweep across the world, and other parts of the continent will also experience super earthquakes and volcanic eruptions, and the entire human world will be destroyed by this blow.

This is Yang Mou, relying on the power of uprightness, just sweeping it down in such an open and aboveboard manner, there is no other way except to force it.

It can be said that the prince's every move is full of the aura of the heavenly family, the domineering spirit of the emperor.

So Fang Xingjian waved his arms, and the 8500 points of martial arts will condensed into a strand, and finally turned into a black sword intent, mixed with the high-dimensional strike of the sword world and shot out.

Then I saw the black sword shadow soaring into the sky, stabbing at the center of Huangtian's big handprint suddenly, bursts of hurricane roared, thunder exploded, and finally was engulfed by countless black space gaps one by one.

Silently, there seemed to be a loud noise in the minds of everyone who saw this scene. With the impact of the sword shadow and the palm, the space with a radius of thousands of miles shook violently, and time seemed to be running There was a pause for a moment.

This blow was like sparks hitting the earth. A gale of more than eight levels spread out from the point of impact, and would sweep across the entire continent in the next few hours, sweeping away the clouds over the entire continent.

The imperial capital was intact, but on the boundary outside the city wall that was not protected by Fang Xingjian's space shifting, the land with a radius of a hundred miles was directly bombarded into a piece of wasteland by the aftermath of the two clashes.

All the vegetation and mountains seemed to be hit by an invisible force, they collapsed, and they were forced into a flat ground.

A hundred miles around were turned into a neat plain within this blow, and a strong shock could be felt even thousands of miles away.

Just less than a ten thousandth of the aftermath had such power. Fang Xingjian, who was in the center of the attack, let out a muffled snort, and his whole body exploded in the air, before reuniting again.

He looked up at the sky, looked at the prince who was standing proudly, and said in surprise: "What a strong martial arts will."

Although Fang Xingjian now has the high-dimensional strike ability, even against a god-level sixth-level powerhouse, it is like an airplane fighting a tank, with an incomparable advantage.

However, when the high-dimensional blow lands on the enemy and finally takes effect, it is still a real attack such as kinetic energy and thermal energy, and it is a collision between martial arts will and martial arts will.

Now the martial arts will shown by the prince is impressively higher than Fang Xingjian, which makes him unable to gain advantage in the fight even though he has high-dimensional strikes.

Even in the confrontation between martial arts will and martial arts will, he was still at a disadvantage.

"Although your swordsmanship is ingenious and can directly point to the essence and kill the source, in the final analysis, it is still a slanted sword." The prince looked at Fang Xingjian, and slowly commented on the opponent's swordsmanship: "Your foundation is too weak, and the source is not strong. , Compete with me in martial arts will, how can you win?

In martial arts combat, willpower comes first. If you are not strong, what is the use of having more tricks? "

Competing martial arts will has always been the crown prince's best thing. The Emperor's Avenue she practiced is known as the most magical power of her generation. It has a strong effect on the cultivation of martial arts will. Even if she has not recovered all Strength, martial arts will has also exceeded 10,000 points, which can easily suppress Fang Xingjian.

While speaking, huge golden handprints emerged from the prince's back. They either formed palms, clenched fists, pinched fingers, or formed seals. All kinds of golden palms were densely packed. , appearing behind the prince like tens of thousands.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xingjian's face changed slightly.

"Die."

The prince's voice resounded through the sky again, like the judgment of the gods, bringing endless despair.

In the next moment, dense golden palm prints had been pressed down overwhelmingly, and each palm print was enough to tear apart the imperial capital, collapse Zhongzhou, and cause an unprecedented earthquake.

It can be said that as long as Fang Xingjian missed any palm, the entire empire would be over.

As a result, sword intents all over the sky emerged from the void in an instant, and moved towards the thousands of emperor's big handprints. In an instant, it was like a sky full of stars exploding, like hundreds of millions of thunderclaps roaring.

The swords and palms intersected, and countless golden palms slapped, squeezed, or smashed, and quickly suppressed Fang Xingjian's sword intent.

And as the two forces collided, it was as if thousands of god-level powerhouses were fighting at the same time, and the overwhelming vigor, space cracks, and shock waves fell like raindrops.

Although Fang Xingjian used all his strength, he was still at a disadvantage under the Prince's display.

Seeing this scene, Immortal Son and Haitian Shengzi also roared angrily, bursting with white light all over their bodies, and joined the battle.

The giants of light, who were the incarnations of the ten Dharma kings, roared up to the sky. Light cannons spit out from their mouths, like cannons of positive electrons, annihilated the will of martial arts all the way, and shot towards the big handprint of the sky in the sky.

But even if the Holy See of Truth also fully assisted Fang Xingjian, the prince just snorted coldly. The number of Huangtian Mahamudra has increased again. Under rolling, it turns into powder.

The prince actually relied on his own strength to suppress the combined attack of the crowd.

"Hmph, if there are many people, it will be useful? Then what else should I practice?"

Standing behind the prince, Heizi watched the scene where the opponent used absolute power to suppress the opponent with majesty, his heart was extremely excited. It seemed that he had returned to the moment when they followed the prince across the continent and dominated the world thousands of years ago.

Seeing that the sky was filled with golden light, Fang Xingjian and the others were about to be killed together, sinking the entire southern part of the mainland.

Fang Xingjian's eyes narrowed slightly, a murderous aura overflowed from it, and black sword marks spread from his fingertips.

But at this moment, a voice came from his mind.

"Don't use this trick yet."

"Ulpian?"

"If you fight with her, even if you can win, the price will be too high. If the movement is too loud, it will cause unnecessary trouble and affect the subsequent layout."

"Leave the rest to me."