Chapter 2999: Extremely strong

Desolate, do you want to die?
The domineering and murderous voice resounded through the void, like a thunderstorm, shaking the eardrums of the crowd, and many people shed blood.
Immediately afterwards, something that shocked the crowd even more happened, and saw a violent sonic energy not far away from Ye Shiyu up against the sky, straight into the mountains and rivers.
The violent energy fluctuations destroyed the void, wherever it passed, one after another collapsed, and the scroll of mountains and rivers only lasted for a few breaths, and then turned into powder.
Huang Wujiang above was also shaken with blood boiling, and he quickly retreated, staring at the place below with a gloomy expression.
"This seems to be Xiao Fan's voice." Someone from the crowd exclaimed, eyes full of incredible.
That was a barren ancient art attack that was destroyed by Xiao Fan's roar. How strong was Xiao Fan's strength?
For a while, the sound of air-conditioning sounded all around.
"Haha, the third child is here." Nangong Xiaoxiao laughed up to the sky, and the man in front of him flew with a halberd. The power of thunder and lightning appeared on his body, like the of thunder.
Immediately afterwards, the aura on his body surged again, and dozens of miles around was filled with the power of his thunder and lightning world and turned into a vast ocean.
"Die to me." Nangong Xiaoxiao's fighting spirit soared, his breath was terrifying, and he rushed forward again.
Zhan Huangtian and Guan Xiaoqi, Huang Peng no longer had any scruples, and shot more fiercely and fiercely.
Huang Wujiang's face was gloomy, he stepped back ten miles, staring coldly at Ye Shiyu's location.
Ji Wuyan, who was about to rush up, also quickly stopped his figure. He still clearly remembered the scene where Huang Wujiang was bombarded with a blow and almost scrapped.
Except for the battle where Nangong Xiaoxiao and a few people were in, there was dead silence in the four fields, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Ye Shiyu's place.
It wasn't until the dust dissipated that a black shadow appeared in front of everyone.
"Xiao Fan!" The pupils of the crowd shrank. Although they had just heard the sound, they had already guessed it, but now that they really saw it, they still couldn't calm down.
Everyone was shocked. Didn't he die for several days? Why did he suddenly appear here?
Moreover, the aura on Xiao Fan seemed to be more restrained than the previous few days. What happened to Xiao Fan in the past few days?
Naturally, they didn't know that Xiao Fan was kicked into the town's bronze coffin by the Holy Land God Frog. He originally wanted to seal Xiao Fan for a lifetime, but they didn't expect Xiao Fan to come out alive.
However, at this time, Xiao Fan ignored everyone, but looked at Ye Shiyu caringly, and he was relieved until Ye Shiyu was fine.
After a while, Xiao Fan suddenly raised his head, his sharp eyes looked at Huang Wujiang, and said coldly: "Did you just want to do it?"
Feeling Xiao Fan's eyes, for some reason, Huang Wujiang felt like he was stabbed by a sword, and his eyelids jumped wildly.
After a few days, Xiao Fan put him under even greater pressure.
"If you don't speak, that's you." Xiao Fan didn't know it. He stayed in the town's bronze coffin for several years, but only a few days passed.
But he didn't care. Now he just wanted to kill Desolate. Last time he just injured him seriously and didn't kill him, but he didn't expect that he didn't know any repentance, and he dared to trouble Ye Shiyu.
The blow just now, if he didn't arrive in time, could Ye Shiyu be able to withstand it?
He felt a little fortunate. Fortunately, he left the town's bronze coffin in time, and it happened to be teleported to the sky above the ancient palace. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous.
Before he finished his words, Xiao Fan suddenly carried the blood-colored Shura sword and rushed towards Huang Wujiang.
When the Shura sword appeared, the sky trembling sounded one after another. It was the sound of sword aura. The monks all around felt the swords in their hands trembling, as if they were surrendering.
"What's the matter with my sword?" All the sword repairmen were horrified collectively, not knowing why, they could only hold the sword in their hands firmly.
The most surprising thing was that he was completely desolate. He only felt that he was stared at by a poisonous snake, a threat of death haunting his mind.
run!
This was the first thought in Wujiang's mind!
However, how can he escape, the first person in the dignified and wild ancient frontier, one of the five saints of the Terran 3000 Territory?
If he ran away now, he would not only lose his own face, but also lose the face of the Huang Family. It is estimated that in the future, he will lose face in the human race.
A thought flashed in Huang Wujiang's mind, and he did not hesitate to display the Supreme Emperor's body. There was a rush of weather on his body, and billowing purple air rushed out of him.
In a short time, his body quickly grew bigger and became a giant more than ten feet tall. The whole body looked like cast of purple gold, noble and domineering.
"Extreme King Fist!"
Huang Wujiang let out a roar like a burst of all the accumulated power, and slammed down towards Xiao Fan with a fist, with a force of ruining the world.
"Boom!" The violent power directly shattered the void, even if the formation was imprisoned, it couldn't resist this power.
The crowd felt the strength of Xuanxian's body, and couldn't help taking a breath.
This punch, even in the early stages of the Saint Emperor Realm, was nothing more than that, right?
On the other hand, Xiao Fan, although he was murderous, and the whole person gave a very cold feeling, but he did not have the indomitable momentum of Xuanxian.
Puff!
With a crisp sound, everyone's pupils shrank violently, as if they had been in a ghost.
No wonder they were so shocked that they saw the desolate purple-gold arms in the distance, when they touched the blood-colored long sword in Xiao Fan's hand, they turned out to be like a thin piece of paper, lightly slit.
"Hiss~" A sound of inhaling air-conditioning sounded.
You know, those are the nine ancient physiques, the ancient art of the supreme emperor's body. With a punch, it is infinitely powerful, and with its barren strength, even in the early stage of the ordinary Saint Emperor, it may not dare to confront head-on.
But Xiao Fan, that thin body, with a blood sword in his hand, broke through the barren attack and even cut his arm!
If it is not witnessed with their own eyes, how can this make everyone believe?
However, Xiao Fan's blood sword did not stop there, but continued to cut up along the huge arm of Huang Wujiang, and soon came to the shoulder, and blood burst into the sky.
"Ah~" Huang Wujiang roared up to the sky in pain, and patted Xiao Fan with his other hand.
However, at this moment, Xiao Fan's Shura sword pulled a sword flower, and cut the entire arm along his shoulder, and his body flashed suddenly, which was much faster than the speed of Wuxian.
This flash happened to escape the attack of Xuanwujiang's palm, but appeared on Xuanwujiang's face.
The next moment, in the horrified gaze of everyone, Xiao Fan's kick was like a whip, slammed on the face of Wuxian.
The corners of everyone's mouth twitched, and they could only watch as Huang Wujiang was kicked flying by Xiao Fan, hitting the ground heavily, knocking down countless palaces, and splashing dust in the sky. For a time, the audience was silent!