Where the big handprints pass, the sky turns into a pure darkness, just like the end of the universe descends from the sky, and the souls on the earth are completely wiped out. .

The power of this big handprint is simply stronger than the other seven bases combined by ten.

Fang Xingjian has come to understand at this moment. He is based on the seven sons. I am afraid that this Prince has always been the center. As long as the Prince is still alive, there is no such thing as death of all others.

In the face of the big handprints that fell from the sky, Fang Xingjian did not have the slightest retreat.

He understands that if he wants to hit this big handprint on the land of the capital, then I am afraid that the whole emperor, no, it should be said that the entire Zhongzhou, and even most of the Empire's plate will be turned into powder.

The entire southwestern part of the miracle continent will collapse into numerous pieces and sink into the sea.

Even the unprecedented tsunami and floods swept the world, and other parts of the continent will experience super-strong earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, and the entire human world will be destroyed.

This is a conspiracy, and with the righteousness of the upright, it is so bright and sweeping, except for hard-wired, there is no other way.

It can be said that one of the tricks of the Prince is full of the weather of the heavens, the domineering of the emperor.

Then Fang Xingjian waved his arm, and the 8500-point martial art will be concise, and eventually turned into a black sword, mixed with the high-dimensional strike of the sword world.

Then I saw the black sword shadow rising into the sky, suddenly stabbed in the central position of the Emperor's big handprint, bursts of hurricane, thunder burst, and finally engulfed by numerous black space gaps.

In the silent and silent, all the people who saw this scene seemed to have a loud noise. With the impact of the sword shadow and the palm of the hand, the space of a thousand miles was shaken, and time seemed to be This moment stopped.

The fight is like a Mars hitting the Earth. More than eight winds spread out around the impact point. The whole continent will be swept in the next few hours, and the clouds over the entire continent will be swept away.

The emperor is intact, but on the boundary outside the city wall that has not been protected by the space of Fang Xingjian, the land of a hundred miles is directly bombarded into a waste land by the aftermath of the two.

All the vegetation and the mountains seem to have been hit by an invisible force, and they collapsed and collapsed into a flat land.

The square miles are all turned into a neat plain in this blow, and even a thousand miles away can sense a strong sense of shock.

It is only the one-tenth of the aftermath that has such power. The Fang Xingjian, which is at the center of the cross-talk, is even more sullen. The whole person bursts in the air and then re-aggregates.

He looked up at the sky and looked at the prince who stood proudly. He was surprised: "A strong martial will."

Although Fang Xingjian now possesses the ability of high-dimensional strikes, even if he deals with the six-level powerhouse of God, it seems to be an airplane hitting a tank, which has an unparalleled advantage.

The moment when the high-dimensional strike falls on the enemy and finally produces its effect, it is still a realistic attack such as kinetic energy and heat energy, and it is the collision of the will of the martial art and the will of the martial art.

Now the martial arts will show the martial arts will be higher than the Fangxing sword, which makes him have a high-dimensional strike, but he can not eat cheaply in the hands.

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

"Our kendo is ingenuity, can directly point to the essence, killing the source, but in the end, it is still the sword to go slant." Prince looked at Fang Xingjian, slowly commenting on the other side of the sword: "Your foundation is too weak, the source is not strong , and I will compete with the martial arts will, how can I win?

The battle of martial arts, the will of the first, your strength is not strong, what is the use of more tricks? ”

Competing for the martial arts will always be the best thing for the Prince. The Huangtian Avenue she cultivated is the first method of martial arts. It has a strong effect on the cultivation of the martial arts will. Now she has not recovered all of it. Power, in the martial arts will also exceed 10,000 points, can easily suppress Fang Xingjian.

Between the words, a huge golden handprint emerged from the back of the prince. They either formed a palm, or made a fist, or pinched, or sealed, so that the various golden palms were so dense. It seems like thousands of people are behind the Prince.

Seeing the square star sword of this scene, his face changed slightly.

"Death."

The voice of the prince resounded through the clouds again, like a trial of the gods, bringing endless despair.

The next moment of the golden palm print has been overwhelmed, and every hand print is enough to tear the emperor and collapse the state, causing an unprecedented earthquake.

It can be said that as long as Fang Xingjian misses any palm, the entire empire will be finished.

So in an instant, there was a sky of swordsmanship emerged from the void, rushing toward thousands of emperor's handprints, and it was like a star explosion in an instant, as if it were a billion Thunder.

The sword palms intersect, countless golden palms or pats, or pinches, or squats, and soon suppress the swordsmanship of Fang Xingjian.

And with the collision of the two forces, it is like thousands of god-level powers fighting at the same time, the overwhelming temperament, space cracks, shock waves are like raindrops.

Although Fang Xingjian used all his strength, but under the display of the Prince, he still fell to the bottom.

Seeing this scene, the immortal Son, the Son of the Sea, also screamed, and the cockroaches rushed out of the white light and joined the battle.

Ten ** Wang incarnation of the giant of light Yang Tian, ​​a road of light cannons have spit out from their mouths, like a Daoyang electronic cannon, all the way to annihilate the martial arts will, shot toward the sky in the Emperor's handprint.

But even if the Holy See is full of help to Fang Xingjian, the Prince is only screaming, the number of Emperor's big handprints has increased again, and the golden light shines through the sky, dyeing all matter into a layer of gold, all kinds of attacks are in the violence of the Emperor's handprint. Under the crushing, it turns into a powder.

The prince actually relied on his own efforts to suppress the combined attack of everyone.

"Hey, if there are more people, is it useful? Then what am I still practicing?"

The sunspot stood behind the prince and looked at the other side's absolute strength to suppress the opponent's scene. The heart seemed to be back in the millennium. They followed the prince and dominated the world and dominated the world.

Seeing the golden light of the sky, it is necessary to kill Fang Xingjian and all the people, and when the southern part of the mainland is sunk.

Fang Xingjian's gaze was slightly stunned, and there was a murderous madness overflowing from it, and a black sword mark spread from his fingertips.

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

"Don't use this trick first."

"Urbian?"

"You play with her. Even if you can win, it will cost too much. If you move too much, it will cause unnecessary trouble and affect the layout."

"Let's give it to me."