Vol 12 Chapter 1466: Grand Master's Might

"Die for me!"
The severe pain severely stimulated the soul of the Son, making his ferocious power stronger.
After losing the Dragon Claw, the Son of God did not back down, but moved forward. He took advantage of the fact that Fang Lang had no extra power after receiving a blow, and smashed his tail fiercely, smashing it firmly on Fang Lang.
The Son of God's tail was too big, it directly flooded Fang Lang's body and blew him to the ground.
"Boom!"
Fang Lang rushed to the ground like a cannonball, and the earth trembled suddenly, and the entire Jiutian Palace Square was shaken.
The crowd was shocked. With such a terrible blow, I am afraid that Fang Lang was severely injured. Is it both possible this time?
Just as people secretly guessed, a figure rushed into the sky and crawled into the void, emitting a terrible smell.
"It's Fang Lang!"
People exclaimed.
Fang Lang didn't suffer any harm. Although his clothes were a bit messy, there was no blood stains, and his entire thin body was emitting a fiery glow.
He climbed up into the sky step by step, and again slashed at the Son of God with a knife. Although this knife was not as terrible as before, it also used the carelessness of the Son of God to chop off one of his dragon claws again.
He suffered repeated severe injuries and Xie Jing burned a lot. The Son of God immediately yelled, his face was pale, his breathing was a little sluggish, and he quickly retreated hundreds of feet.
Fang Lang didn't chase, but proudly used the knife to void, and looked at the godson opposite.
"you lose!"
Fang Lang said sternly, there was no joy of victory in his words, only a touch of helplessness.
There is no defeat in this battle, only death! The Son of God roared and rushed away at full speed. His mutilated body still exudes terrifying energy fluctuations, just like an ancient sacred mountain suppressing the world.
Fang Langju's sword points to the sky, and people and swords merge into one. He turned into an incomparable sword light, crossed the sky, gave nine secluded places, stood upright between the sky and the earth, and shook out the Son of God.
The Son of God did not want to continue to rush, but under the unity of man and Jian Fanglang, the power reached its peak, and every time it was cut out, it would leave a blood mark on the Son of God.
Gradually, more and more scars appeared on the Son of God. The scarlet blood stained his huge body red, making him look extremely painful.
However, the Son of God still rushed to the sky with his fighting spirit, burning the remaining blood, rushing towards Fang Lang with the rays of the setting sun.
"Why is it so troublesome!" Fang Lang sighed, put away the Blood Demon Sword, bombarded with a punch, freezing the void in front of him, blocking the impact of the Saint Child, but did not harm him.
The essence and blood of the Son of God did not burn too much. Even without Fang Lang's attack, he was not far from death.
"There is only one death between you and me, there is no other way!" The Son of God said coldly. He burned the rest of Xie Jing together, and the terrifying power soared again, and finally broke through the ice wall and killed Fang Lang.
"It's not too late to give up now!" Fang Langju's knife pit was violently blasted out by the huge body of the Saint Child because of his strength.
No one expected the end result to be like this.
The Son of God is very strong-willed and would rather blew himself up than accept Fang Lang's sympathy and compassion.
This is a kind of arrogance, but also a kind of indomitability, and even more a kind of strength.
Although the Son of God brought huge disasters to the 18 North Seas, many soldiers from the 18 North Seas admired this man very much at this moment.
"Boom!"
The breath of horror suddenly hit, like the power of heaven, suffocating people.
In the sky, Fang Lang had no time to sigh. He felt that the energy in his body had broken through the bottleneck and was elevated to the realm of King Wu.
When the Son of God passed away, Fang Lang finally felt that his soul seemed to have a little more, and he immediately reached a perfect state.
After the soul returned, Fang Lang's achievements followed, and he was directly promoted to the realm of King Wu.
Since then, between heaven and earth, there is only one leaf day, without the Son of God.
Rumble. Terrible energy fluctuations continued to radiate from Fang Lang and spread to the world. Just like the waves surging in the sea, the void is shaking constantly, as if it is about to collapse.
The people around us were shocked. Fang Lang's breathing suddenly exploded, more than ten times stronger than before. too frightening.
The entire sky was in chaos, accompanied by strong energy fluctuations and turbulent waves. The cloud around the leaf was broken.
The place where Fang Lang is located forms a special area that people cannot enter.
The aftermath of power was enough to kill a powerful man at the Wuwang level, shocking everyone.
"Oh my God. This kid has been promoted to King Wu!" The Lord of the Kingdom of Heaven, the Lord of the Kingdom and all the other Lords were stunned by this scene. They never thought that Fang Lang, he had killed the son of God before, was just a military ruler.
"What a terrible power. I have never seen such a terrible move when King Wu was promoted to King Wu." All the older generations sighed strongly.
"Fang Lang is definitely the strongest and most rebellious military ruler in our 18 North Sea history!" All hearts were filled with emotion.
Fang Lang at this moment was like a statue of a god, sitting in the void, suppressing the sky, exuding an aura of terror, and trembling in surprise.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a group of hot light flashed above Fang Lang's head, bursting out bright light, like a sun, illuminating the whole world.
"Fang Lang's world is so small!"
What a powerful small world, much stronger than the general king of martial arts.
"Promoting to King Wu means having such a small world of power. Fang Lang's power is simply against heaven."
People were shocked.
But then everyone was stunned and expressionless.
Because, above Fang Lang's head, a huge light group continued to appear, as huge, shining, and spectacular as the previous light group.
"Two small worlds..." a master yelled, his face becoming sluggish.
Everyone was shocked. A warrior should have two small worlds. Is this a myth? There is no such record in ancient books, which is beyond their imagination. "It's no wonder that Fang Lang can stand up and fight. It turns out that he has two small worlds, and his starting point is higher than the others!" The young Junjun suddenly realized why the field was so powerful that even the king was defeated.
"This is not normal!"
The king, the wind and the calm and others were also full of emotion at this time. ..