Chapter 1211 Five Breaths
"Fengyuan brother, Zhu Chongyang brother, you are the pillars of our feathering door, support the sky, no one is the loss of our feathering door, do not fight with each other, cheaper than others The sect."
Sun Shi's paintings saw that Fang Han and Zhu Chongyang were getting more and more intense, and they could not help but yell.
"Stop, you know what." Zhu Chongyang looked at Sun Shi's painting: "The useless thing, also known as the painting reincarnation, when the head saved you, your cultivation has not progressed, but can not wake up The painting force in the body, and I am not a reincarnation of anyone, but completely beyond you, why do you not know shame, you should go to retreat and practice, do not participate in these things, the talent of the pillars? Hey! Also known as the pillar of my feathering door? It is a joke, a joke of Tianda. I am in your face today, completely defeating him, abolishing a mana, letting you know that there is nothing good about arrogant people. The next one."
Zhu Chongyang speaks a bit harsh and mean, but it shows a strong breath.
Even Xiao Yuhuang, the two masters of the small axe, seeing his condensed truth swords, are not easy to shoot, each has scruples, and this is the battle between the saints inside the feather door, they are not good to intervene.
"Summer autumn girl, Xuanyuan brother, you press, don't let the monster attack." Fang Han's face did not have a little expression, but said: "Ten breath, between ten breaths, I solved this People. When we go to kill Xiaoshihuang, there is such an idiot in the middle of the road, letting you see the jokes of our feathering door, it really makes me feel ashamed."
"idiot?"
Hey!
What kind of character is Zhu Chongyang, one of the three giants of the Feudal Gate, and the practice of the Twin Kings, it is a supreme adventure, and in concise the truth of the sword, almost got some things of the king of truth.
The king of truth, along with the creation and the origin, is one of the three supreme masters of the heavens. Mastering the truth, invincible in the world, do not know how many chaotic eras have lived, even if he gets his scales and claws, he can fly and leap.
His characters are already destined to be sanctified, and there is no enemy in the emperor. He is actually called an idiot. Where can be tolerated, dignity cannot be defamed.
His body moved, a sly temperament, blowing in the face, blowing the cold clothes hunting, such as the flag in the wind.
Fang Han’s hands were rising, and the sigh of anger subsided.
His clothes seem to be cast iron, not moving.
Zhu Chongyang's face changed, and it turned into two shadows. One voice was old, one voice was childish, and it represented the past and the future. Newborn and decaying, the air was a big sword against Fang Han. This great technique is a long river, a truth, just running through the space. The dust in those spaces is turned into a **** of space, worshipping this long river, and making a praise voice on both sides of the river.
"What is this technique?"
Xiao Yu Huang Xia Qiu, Xiaoxu Huangxuan smashed his face slightly changed. They couldn't think of it, Zhu Chongyang was able to play such a fierce drama.
Zhu Chongyang is not a sage in the rumor, not even the reincarnation of the Emperor, but an ordinary person, who has cultivated the realm of the present.
That little rain, the little axe, some have some look down, but the other side of this shot, completely eliminate the contempt of the heart, watching how Fang Han how to resolve this great skill.
Fang Han faced the bombardment of this great technique, stepping on the past, and actually surviving on this river, the whole body exudes a noble purple gas, letting this big surgery scouring.
He is like a reef on the seashore. He has been eroded by the sea for hundreds of millions of years. Not only will it not erode, but it will become stronger and stronger.
Rumble, this great technique washed his body, only one breath, it went completely, and did not hurt the square cold.
"One breath!"
The idea of ??Fang Han shocked the world.
"court death!"
Hearing this idea, Zhu Chongyang was furious. In his body, countless souls began to fluctuate. It seemed to be calculating what it was, and it seemed to be the power to enhance the great skill, giving Fang Han a fatal blow.
Just after Fang Han said that he had to pick him up within ten breaths, he could hear it clearly. It was just the same humiliation as the squat. He was angry and wanted to display a killer to suppress Fang Han.
With a heartbrow, the crystal sword is in his own hands.
The sword of truth, one hand in his hand, is like a king who has mastered the truth, over the nine days, overlooking the heavens and looking down at the heavens.
The sword tires in his hands are shining, and every time the light is shining, it is the truth that illuminates the dark world, and all the laws that have been reversed in the world are all in chaos.
His body naturally formed a sword-like posture, which seemed to be positive and non-positive, and it seemed to be oblique and non-oblique, representing the arc of the heavens and the earth. At this moment, all people felt that he and the heaven and earth arc were combined into one.
And each has its own feeling of being squeezed out by the heavens and the earth.
It is conceivable that if this sword is killed, it must be earth-shattering.
Fang Han stood still, hands behind his back, eyes looking at this sword posture, still calm, quiet, no one can think of what he thought at this moment.
In fact, he has successfully entered the realm of heaven and earth. The whole world and the world of heaven are truly inseparable from each other. He feels that there is also a realm of integration with the heavens and the earth, but it is not a heaven and earth integration, but a A subtle arc fit.
“Along the same road?”
In Fang Han’s mind, a word flashed out. This is a very high realm. It is very popular with the avenue.
"I traveled on the boulevard and danced with the truth. This sword, you are under the edge, there is no chance of surviving, because you have angered me."
Boom! Boom! Boom! It seems that the drums are resounding. Zhu Chongyang’s swordsmanship posture remains unchanged. The man’s fierce impact has come over and turned into a breath of heavenly rushing. He reached the distance of Fang Han’s thousands of feet, and suddenly, a sword fell.
What kind of sword is this?
No one can say clearly, only seeing the sky is full of light and light, in this light, the boundless suffocation has been evaporated, and the sword light has arrived at the top of Fang Han.
"Use the flesh to harden the truth swords?"
"In the rumor, the sword of truth is all-encompassing. It can be opened up. This is a sword-fighting, and it is not the flesh that can withstand it."
Xiao Yu Huang Xia Qiu, Xiaoxu Huangxuan smashed into this scene, are afraid to miss, running the whole body of Taoist viewing.
Sword light falls!
Fang Han moved!
His hand stretched out and grasped the sword light, like the hand of Xuan Zang Gaohuang God, the breath of the supreme imperial man, emerged from above, in his hand, a shock released, all the rules are all Solidified, everyone saw his palm in the blink of an eye, the crystal **** country of the constant river sand number is running, he has no flesh and blood at all, all are crystal **** countries, each crystal **** country is vast as epic, Magic is like a legend.
Among the crystal gods that make up the palm of the hand, there is a ancestral god. Each pair of ancestors has a pair of wings behind them, representing freedom, and their palms hold a scepter, representing the legend. In front of them, a book was opened, and the history of the major civilizations was recorded in the books.
The ancestors of this respect have gained freedom, mastered the legends, and read the history of civilization.
They represent the glory between heaven and earth, supreme, supreme, and holy.
These ancestors formed the palm of Fang Han.
"Freedom, legend, civilization......." Xiao Yu Huang has a shackle, she really knows how horrible Fang Han is now, this hand is the true strength of Fang Han.
"Get freedom, master the legend, read the civilization, this is a rumor, recorded in the distant ancient Taoist books, is the existence of the eternal life is qualified to do things." Xiaoxu Huang heart stirred.
Many ancestors, the moment of reading the history of civilization, infinitely expanded, everyone saw the innocent territory of the sky, these ancestors behind the wings, holding the scepter, read the scene of civilization.
These scenes completely suppressed Jianguang.
In the next moment, the scene disappeared, and everyone saw that Fang Han’s palm completely grasped the truth sword, and the powerful five fingers clasped the sword’s edge tightly. The sword mangled and cut on the palm of his hand, but only burst into flames and Crystal powder, silk can not hurt the palm of Fang Han.
Hey!
Fang Han’s hand holds power and grips inward.
There was a crack on the top of the sword, and the trace of the crack was shocking. Many runes have emerged and turned into stegosaurus, which have entered the crystal of his palm.
"How could this be." Zhu Chongyang's face changed, he must take this sword out, but the blade is stuck, Fang Han down, hehe!
The entire sword tire, turned into a piece of sword debris, flew up, the sword of the sword of truth, was blown up by Fang Han. Many of these laws of truth have emerged on the big array of pieces of dragon scales.
Zhu Chongyang spurted out a blood, and retired!
When Fang Han grabbed it, all the pieces of Jianfang were recombined again, and turned into a truth sword, but the breath changed greatly and became his own. The eyebrows were swallowed, and the sword was swallowed by him.
At the moment of collecting the sword, his other hand was turned into a palm print and smashed in the air. Above the palm of your hand, suddenly there was a world of wild frenzy, chasing the past against Zhu Chongyang's retired body, and the palm of the hand pulled out the usual light tail, like a meteor, chasing the moon.
The speed is simply a rush, and this palm is just hitting the body of Zhu Chongyang who has retired.
Zhu Chongyang screamed and turned into two figures, dispelling the power of this palm, and radiating a powerful thought in the air: "Wind, you took away my truth, the sword, you have no good results. This sword tire, I will take it back sooner or later, at that time, it is the moment to collect your life."
Fang Han’s voice is very quiet: “Five breaths, and you beat five breaths.”
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