Chapter 1190 "The horn of the Heavenly Monarch, this Zhao Fenghua can actually refine this single horn.
It's horrible."
"This white sè's single horn is a person who cultivates the Great Calamity Technique in the head of the Calamity Heavenly Monarch, and so far, no one has been able to condense this Heavenly Monarch's horn.
Even Song Tengfei didn't condense it. ” "It is rumored that Zhao Fenghua has obtained the inheritance of the Immortal Emperor, it seems to be true, otherwise, how could he cultivate the horn of the Heavenly Monarch."
"This white sè one-horned one has successfully cultivated, and it is rumored that it has the magic of earth-shattering ghosts and gods, and its strength is multiplied, and it fights across the realm, and no one can resist it."
"This is the symbol of the single horn above the head of the Calamity Heavenly Monarch."
Seeing the white sè horn appear on the top of Zhao Fenghua's head, everyone was shocked, and even the King of Fanqi narrowed his pupils, as if he felt that this Zhao Fenghua was beyond his expectations.
Zhao Fenghua sacrificed a single horn at once, and the mana of his whole body skyrocketed, not like a living person, but a ghost.
Every time I step out, the white single horn on my head and all the vitality of heaven and earth feel each other, and there is no gap between heaven and man.
The invisible forces in this primeval ruin have been cast into the unicorn and controlled by the unicorn.
At this moment, Zhao Fenghua is the king between heaven and earth, the only overlord in the universe.
Above the white sè single horn, hundreds of billions of micro-xiao kingdoms have been formed, and there are either lightning and thunder, or volcanic eruptions, or earthquakes, or the wailing of all beings, or the lava of hell, or the sea of swords, mountains and fires.
Zhao Fenghua's strength became stronger and stronger, and layers of white scales seemed to emerge around his body, forming armor.
Mystical and noble, gorgeous and graceful, holy and supreme.
"Crack" Facing Fang Han, he tore both hands, went straight into it with a single knife, and struck at the chest, wanting to tear Fang Han directly apart and turn it into pieces.
Fang Han was really angry with him.
"Heavenly Monarch's Horn" Fang Han looked at the single horn with his eyes, and he didn't care about the other party's hands at all, but suddenly flicked his sleeves and used his sleeve robe to directly take those hands into his pocket.
His big sleeves swept between, covering the sky and the sun, enveloping the heavens and the earth, and as soon as the power conveyed by Zhao Fenghua's hands approached his sleeves, it was collected and the strength weakened a lot.
"One sleeve can resist my divine fist" Zhao Fenghua snorted like thunder, stepped on the ground, shocked the eight poles, and the palm of his hand changed again, hitting one trajectory after another, it was actually the secret technique of the heavenly track performed by the son of disaster, cutting the big sleeves.
At the same time, he kicked with his feet, and a tui directly kicked Fang Han's head.
This tui, like lightning tearing through the night, is elusive and unpredictable. while Fang Han's body retreated, and with a bang, a pair of high-grade immortal wings flew out behind him, and as soon as the wings closed, they resisted that tui.
"The Horn of the Heavenly Monarch is just right for me.
Én outstanding holy son, when you get the power of the Supreme Immortal Emperor, when the Supreme Immortal Emperor passes on the gong for you, don't you think that you still have to die in my hands, just pass on the power to me.
After Fang Han resisted that tui, his body rushed towards the sky, and then his whole body shone brightly, and a book of epochs appeared above his head, shining through the ages.
"All the gods, all the Buddhas, all the demons, all the immortals, all the witches, all the beasts, all the swords and all kinds of civilization history, all in one."
Fang Han let out a loud, grandiose, magnificent, generous, heroic voice, the Book of Epochs dispersed at once, turned into many civilizations, revolved around his body, 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, can anyone in the world use the history of civilization as a weapon to attack?"
In his shock, Fang Han had already suppressed it, carrying supreme power, and suppressed it head-on.
Crackling under that pressure, all the white sè holy scale armor on his body exploded and shattered.
Pressure, irresistible.
"How can you fight so hard" Zhao Fenghua was almost oppressed to his knees, his whole body was suffocating, and he couldn't absorb the vitality of heaven and earth at all.
He opened his mouth and let out a roar, and stood up with a palm in front of Fang Han, and his whole body burst out with the power to destroy XG, especially the white sè horn on the top of his head, and suddenly rushed out of a divine light that could Dong pierce the Nine Heavens, and Dong pierced Fang Han's body.
"Break it for me" Fang Han fell from the sky, covered with a big hand, suppressed Wanfang, and hit the Era God Fist in the palm of his hand, grabbed the divine light hard, and then with the other hand, he hit fourteen times the combat power His shadow was separated at once, turning into fourteen, each of which had the same power as himself, suppressed it, lightning and fire, could not be stopped, and his power fluttered, dispersed, and the other holy sons of the Fanyun Sect and Taiyi were all forced to retreat involuntarily.
"What a strong force."
"I'm not mistaken, fourteen figures, that's fourteen times the combat power, between heaven and earth, where is there a martial art that wields 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."
"Hit Senior Brother Zhao Fenghua and that Fengyuan are fighting together."
Taiyi, the Holy Son of the Fanyun Sect, roared angrily at this moment, wanting to get close to the battlefield, but he couldn't get close.
As soon as the face of the King of Fanqi changed, he was about to chase, but Zhao Fenghua and Feng Yuan finally collided with each other with a punch, and the earth-shattering explosion exploded, scattering with the two of them as the center, and cracks were formed on the ancient divine mountains in the distance, and countless visible and invisible demon beasts died. yes A miserable scream was conveyed, and everyone saw Fang Han's big hand, which directly grabbed the single horn on the top of Zhao Fenghua's head, and pulled the single horn out of the top of Zhao Fenghua's head.
A big blood hole appeared above Zhao Fenghua's head, and blood erupted frantically from inside, staining the sky red.
He immediately covered the big hole in his head with both hands and retreated sharply: "Brother Fan, save me Brother Fan, save me."
"How can this be" Sun Shihua's eyes were also straight.
Not only him, but also the various holy sons of Feather En almost suffocated and fainted, this time the contrast was too great, they all knew that Fang Han was very strong, but it was so strong that no one expected it.
"Zhao Fenghua, who has the horn of the Heavenly Monarch, is still above me, even if it is a Yuan Immortal, it is impossible to defeat him, he can fight with the junior Yuan Immortal for three days and three nights, regardless of victory or defeat.
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How was he defeated by the wind edge in an instant.
Could it be that Fengyuan is stronger than Yuan Xian," Sun Shihua shouted hysterically in his heart.
"It's not that easy to run, stay for me" Fang Han was majestic, holding a white sè horn in one hand, and the white sè horn was still jumping in his hand, but he was caught by him, and he couldn't make a blame at all.
In the face of Zhao Fenghua who retreated, he grabbed it with his other hand, and a huge force flew out of the air, turning into the hand of the heavens, and wanted to capture Zhao Fenghua in his hand.
Zhao Fenghua was pulled out of the single horn on the top of his head by Fang Han, his strength was greatly reduced, and his whole body was full of qi, and he couldn't resist the grasp of the hand of the heavens.
King Fanqi finally made a move.
As soon as his body moved, Jin Sè's big handprint, flying in the air, critting Fang Han, and at the same time, a series of shadows changed in the air, wrapping Zhao Fenghua in it, guarding it, a relic-like clear light, it blocked the big hole in the opponent's head, and the clear light melted in an instant, preventing the leakage of JG qi.
The injuries were repaired.
"Feng Yuan, let me see what big 1ang you can turn up."
King Fanqi's eyes widened in anger, and he made a move to kill him.
Fang Han's Heavenly Hand shook upwards and changed into the Era Divine Fist, which implied the mystery of the Thirty-Three Days Creation Divine Fist, and collided with the Jin Sè Great Mudra.
Bang The golden sè big mudra was directly shaken away.
Fang Han rushed out of the broken golden clouds, like the arrival of the Heavenly Monarch, the God of War was bathed in blood, he grabbed the white sè horn with one hand, and formed all kinds of Dharma seals with the other, there were the peerless knowledge of the gods, the mantra of the Buddha, and the evil skills of the Wu Én, all of which were in it, and bombarded the King of Brahman, and at the same time, those seals blocked all the space around him, preventing the King of Brahma from escaping.
"I'm Xiao Mole Ant, I can beat you to death with one hand."
Fang Han's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Just by virtue of your words, I will beat you to death in front of everyone today." ” "Brahma Divine Palm" The King of Fanqi played out the palm of the gods, every palm print, is the sè of pure gold, the kingdom of gold between heaven and earth, collided with Fang Han's handprint again, the vitality exploded, bringing up a burst of heaven and earth madness bs Fang Han let out a long roar, the wings of freedom opened, the walker stepped out with boundless steps, broke through the vitality madness, and infinitely approached the King of Fanqi, eight floating slaughters appeared above his head, and the power of the Flood Ancestral Dragon descended in the sky, and many heaven and earth vitality changed into runes like dragon scales.
"Eight Floating Massacre" Seeing Fang Han's ferocity, the Fan Qi King struck with a palm, and the vitality around his body was about to turn into a real dragon and fly out, he was taken aback, and rolled Zhao Fenghua back again and again.
At the same time, a crescent-like sword appeared on his body, the knife was uncertain, and there were various runes of vitality carved on it, which was actually a superb immortal weapon, which quietly appeared in his palm, and a shock dang cut, forming a sharp rune, and actually cut the dragon scale vitality in the air, slashing Xiang Fang Han.
"This is a superb immortal weapon, Fandao" Sun Shihua shouted loudly and reminded Fang Han.
Fang Hanmian did not change his face, pressed it with one hand, and actually shook this superb immortal weapon with the palm of his body, cutting the Brahma knife of all things.
"I don't believe it, you can resist my Fanqi sword" The Fanqi King was furious in the face of Fang Han who rushed over, and the sword changed, swallowing and condensing, and it was so sharp that it was suffocating, and he displayed a set of sword techniques that destroyed the world and the earth.
Palms, blades collide
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