Vol 12 Chapter 1347: Such strength

"The only real world. Although the master told me that ten small worlds have become one small world in the realm of King Wu, if I can turn ten small worlds into a hundred small worlds as the master said. Then in the fusion, the only real world is formed, then it should be stronger!"
Fang Lang's character is inferred from one example to another. He heard the words of Prince Blood Demon Knife, his heart suddenly understood, and he clarified his cultivation direction.
Of course, the Blood Demon Sword King naturally knew that this would be more powerful, but he also knew that it would be too difficult.
Because the smaller the world, the more difficult it is to integrate them. Now, no one has integrated 100 small worlds.
According to the knowledge of the Lord of the Blood Demon Sword, in history, the most powerful man only integrated 49 small worlds into one, realizing the most powerful and only real world. After the two of them left here, the crack slowly disappeared.
Fang Langhe Yang Shaohua immediately felt the strong pressure, they foamed at their mouths and floated towards the swamp.
After a while, they came to the ground and saw the sun they hadn't seen for a long time.
"I didn't expect the power of the Blood Demon Sword to be the key to leaving this temple, but after losing the Blood Demon Sword, I am afraid that only Brother Ye Can can enter and leave here." Yang Shaohua walked over.
Having said that, Yang Shaohua looked up at the sun in the sky and sighed softly. Some people were very scared and said, "Thanks to Brother Ye, otherwise I will never see the sun again in my life."
He is not humble. Even if he opens the door of the temple, he will eventually be killed by the one-armed mantis.
However, due to Fang Lang's appearance, he not only entered the palace, but also saw the Prince of the Blood Demon Sword, and also obtained Heavenly Swordsmanship. The harvest was beyond his imagination.
Yang Shaohua is already satisfied.
"Yang Xiong, let's go out, don't let Miss Zhou wait too long. Haha!" Fang Langwen smiled:
Yang Shaohua flushed immediately.
"No, I want to experience the Little Nine Heavens Palace all the way. This must take some time. I am afraid I don't have enough time." Fang Lang shook his head, the opening hours of the Nine Heavens Palace are running out. Fang Lang still wanted to experience this time, so he didn't want to go back to Dragon City to delay time.
"In that case, we will see you in heaven on the 9th!" Yang Shaohua clasped his fists, he did not continue to invite Fang Lang to break the Dragon City, after all, for the martial artist, cultivation is the most important thing.
"Okay. Yang Xiong, take care!" Fang Lang nodded and clasped his fists.
"Take care!" Yang Shaohua lifted the fuel, rose to the sky, and disappeared into the vast sky.
Fang Lang watched Yang Shaohua leave, and then the smile on his face narrowed quickly. He tilted his mouth slightly, glanced coldly at a tall and dense tree nearby, and said: "It is a great honor for Ye Li to wait here for a strong man of the tenth rank of the military army."
There is a towering tree in the distance, very dense, no movement can be seen, but Fang Lang's keen intuition can feel a powerful soldier hidden there.
It turned out that a Wu Jun's top ten wanted to hide, and it was impossible for Fang Lang to find it so easily.
But the hidden power seemed to be waiting for Fang Lang, so when Fang Lang and Yang Shaohua appeared, he leaked a little breath because of excitement, and Fang Lang was keenly aware of it.
A loud noise shook the earth.
After Fang Lang's voice fell, the towering tree not far away exploded with a "bang".
"Hahaha. Worthy of being the Great Flame Sword King, Wu Mou escaped a little breath and was discovered by you. No wonder you killed Sun Tianling."
With a big laugh, a tall figure burst out from the explosion of the towering trees.
This is a middle-aged man with black hair and ink. He turned his back to the sky, his body glowing. When he fell down with every step he took, the huge fluctuations in the RMB could shake this gap.
Yan Wu’s blood is like a sea of ​​Wang Yang bathed in real RMB. The skin on his body did not exude a horrible breath. When Fang Lang’s words were heard, the admiration on his face suddenly disappeared. Two bright lights shot out from the cold eyes.
"Wu is honored to be the stepping stone of the Great Flame Sword King, but I am afraid that today will be the death day of the Great Flame Sword King. Don't worry, I will burn you more paper money."
Yan Wu said coldly.
"General Wu, please!" Fang Lang stopped talking nonsense, raised his iron-hyun saber, the cold blade, pointed far at Yan Wu's blood, a mighty knife, pungent.
Since you are so anxious, Wu will take you on the road first! Yan Wu's eyes condensed slightly, and then his body, like a volcano, erupted in an instant, the terrifying true essence, mighty, rushing into the sky, sweeping the entire world.
Rumble. This area is boiling, and the earth is shaking like an earthquake.
Fang Lang's purple star robe was blown by the hurricane, and his eyes burst out with dazzling light like the sun. When Yan Wu's blood was pumped out, the Iron Hyun saber in his hand was already well used.
There was a huge Tai Chi picture in front of Fang Lang, and the fierce power erupting from Yan Wu's blood also seriously affected this huge Tai Chi picture.
Suddenly, the sky and the earth shook, and the void was trembling. There seemed to be turbulent waves in this area.
Yan Wu's blood rose from the sky and stood in the sky. His cold eyes looked at Fang Lang coldly. He hummed softly: "Buried in three forms? It's a pity that your cultivation is only Wu Jun 8th level. If you reach Wu Jun 9th level, Wu will not be able to defeat your defense."
As he said, Yan Wu's blood was swollen, and it seemed that Fang Lang was suppressed with one foot, with a fierce and terrifying aura.
As Yan Wu's footsteps approached, a series of thunderstorms sounded in the sky, and the soles of the feet entangled by the terrifying true essence suddenly jumped to the size of a mountain, and pressed down violently toward the top of Fang Lang.
This scene is very shocking!
How arrogant and arrogant this is, stepping on Fang Lang's head is not only conceited, but also an insult to Fang Lang.
Fang Lang's eyes flashed with the light of Fire God. He roared, like the sound of bells and drums, shaking the sky with an invincible momentum, forming a huge handle directly facing the crushed giant feet.
The sky's sharp eyes burst out, and the powerful fighting spirit penetrated the body. Even facing the top ten of the powerful old generation Wu Jun, his heart is still fearless and invincible.
Saber Mang collided with Yan Wuxue's giant feet, and both erupted with terrifying power at the same time, like two meteors, collided fiercely, bursting into brilliant light.
"Cut the blood!"
At this time, Fang Lang was like an invincible God of War. He held up the iron-hyun saber and slashed it violently into the sky. The powerful blade light rushed out of the blade, trying to split the entire sky in half. The giant feet condensed from the true essence were suddenly split by Fang Lang's blade. This is like an epoch-making event. A supreme sword violently hit Yan Wu's blood.
The sky and the earth are red, and the sea of ​​blood is monstrous, filling the sky.
I have to say that the power of the Blood Demon Knife is very powerful. This knife smashed down and used a kind of power to destroy everything to split the surrounding earth.
In the face of such a terrible blow, no one can resist, even Wu Jun's tenth-level peak Yanwu blood.
"How could it be..." Yan Wu's face changed. He stared at the Blood Demon Sword in Fang Lang's hand, his body trembling, his face full of disbelief.
"Wang Qi!"
"This is definitely royal equipment!"
Yan Wu roared with blood, he couldn't believe the facts before him, Fang Lang actually had a powerful king.
You know, this is a weapon that a Wuwang strong can possess. In addition, even if it is a half-step Wuwang pinnacle killer, it is not qualified to have a king.
Yan Wu's blood naturally knew how precious and powerful the king's tools were. He once saw with his own eyes the great power of Wei's monarch in using the king's tools. This is definitely the power of Conan the Destroyer.
However, now, he had to face the attack of the king himself, and his opponent was still the most talented super genius among the five great talents.
Yan Wuxue smiled bitterly. He knew that he had no strength to kill Fang Lang again. If he continued to fight, he would probably lose himself in the end.
"Unexpectedly, unexpectedly! This kid has a king's device, and this must be reported to the Murder King as soon as possible!" Yan Wuxue yelled, summoning the true essence of the whole body, preparing to hit the blood demon knife hard.
Boom.
The sky shook violently, and a huge sword light passed through the sky and the earth like a sacred light, falling from above the sky, violently hitting the blood of Yan Wu.
This scene was very shocking, the heaven and the earth seemed to be blown to pieces, and the void kept trembling.
"Ten thousand swords are powerful!" Yan Wuxue roared, his sword pierced straight, and countless sword lights passed over him.
This is the martial art of the King of Slaughter. Wu Yanxue was lucky to get the guidance of the King of Slaughter and developed one of them.
Although there was only one type, Fang Lang was shocked and trembling as the pinnacle powerhouse of Half-Step Wuwang could not speculate about the existence of this type of power.
Boom.
With a loud noise, Fang Lang looked at the countless shock waves from the shooting, and had to withdraw the Blood Demon Sword, cast three kinds of heaven burial techniques, and blocked the Taiji Tu in front of him.
Wow.
Countless sword auras smashed from the sky like lightning, and fiercely bombarded the Taiji Tu in front of him, bursting out a series of rays of light.
From a distance, Fang Lang seemed to be buried alive by countless sword qi.
"Good opportunity-go!" Yan Wuxue looked at him in the distance, yelled, his body leaped high, and he turned around like a sharp arrow, disappearing into the blue sky.
After a while, a loud noise shocked countless sword qi, Fang Lang's whole body was radiant, like a golden of war, he rushed out with a Tai Chi diagram, but the figure of Yan Wuxue was no longer visible.
"I escaped quickly, eh!"
Fang Lang swept his eyes around and found that there was no shadow of Yan Wu. He suddenly gave a cold cry and curled his mouth in disdain. "Good partner, thanks to you this time." Fang Lang gently stroked the Blood Demon Knife in his hand, the blade trembling lightly, and it made a squeal, as if he felt his mind.
Fang Langxin was very excited at this time.
Not long ago, Fang Lang could only rely on a strong man like Wu Yanxue, but now he can rely on his own strength to repel such a strong man.
With my current strength, no one can threaten me more than half a step lower than King Wu. Fang Lang was furious, and Yi was radiant and confident.
Among the 18 countries in the North Sea, apart from hidden military kings, there are no more than 30 powerful military kings. Although there are many half-step Wuwang, it is difficult to see clearly, so the strength like Fang Lang is enough to cross the eighteen kingdoms of the North Sea without worrying about being pursued.
"However, if the killing king knew that I had the king's weapon, he might follow me." Fang Lang thought secretly, he was not sure, Wang Qi must be very attractive, but killing the king and other characters cannot move at will , Otherwise the border will change, and the great Lord of the Patriotic will not let him go.
"I still need to be careful, but as long as I am promoted to Wu Jun's 10th level, if I take a half step, I will kill Wang Wu."
Fang Lang smiled confidently, foaming at his body and disappearing into the sky.
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"Boom!"
Somewhere thousands of miles away.
An angry Yan Wu sipped heavily, and fell violently from mid-air, and fell to the ground.
"Unexpectedly, that kid actually had a king. This time it was really overturned in the gutter. Cough cough..." Yan Wu's blood touched the blood at the corner of his mouth, but then couldn't help coughing a few times and couldn't help it anymore. A few mouthfuls of blood from his injury.
His injuries were very serious, mainly due to the Qi of the Blood Demon Sword. This is the sword of the king. Even if the half-step Wu Wang was accidentally injured, he would move the source.
Yan Wu's blood strength is already very strong, otherwise he would not be able to escape today. The Blood Demon Knife is not an ordinary king. It fits well with Fang Lang and can surpass the power of the king.
"I don't know how to go back and kill Wang Waer? However, with the news of Wang Qi, the King of Slaughter should not blame me. The boy's power, plus Wang Qi, can only be killed by the half-step samurai king."
Yan Wu thought on the spot to recover from his injury, and then continued on his way, leaving the sad State of Song Dynasty.
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In the dense forest, a shadow fell from the sky, revealing a young man in a purple star robe.
"I have left the territory of the great Song Kingdom. This is a great country. Even if the Slaughter King does send a half-step Warrior King, I am afraid it will not be found."
Fang Lang glanced around and thought to himself.
After leaving the death swamp, he left Da Song directly to Da Jiang, which was the route he had prepared.
As long as you cross the country of big rivers, you can reach the coastline, and then you can take a boat out to sea and go to heaven on the 9th. ……..
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