Chapter 1190

"Heavenly Monarch's Horn! This Zhao Fenghua can actually refine this single horn. It's terrifying!"

"This white horn is evolved from the one on the top of the head of the Calamity Heavenly Monarch, representing a glimmer of vitality, invincibility, and invincibility in the Great Dao. 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 unicorn has been 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 beyond 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 a white 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 horn on my head is sympathetic to all the heaven and earth vitality, and there is no gap between heaven and man.

The invisible forces in this ancient ruin have been projected 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 horn, hundreds of billions of tiny countries have been formed, in which there are either lightning and thunder, or volcanic eruptions, or earthquakes, or the wailing of living 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 the chest with a single knife, and struck at the chest, wanting to tear Fang Han directly apart and turn it into pieces. Fang Han really angered him.

"Heavenly Monarch's Horn......." Fang Han looked at the unicorn with his eyes, and he didn't even care about the other party's hands, but suddenly flicked his sleeves, and used his sleeve robe to directly pocket those hands.

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 world, 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 with one leg directly kicked Fang Han's head.

This leg is like lightning tearing through the night, elusive, 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 leg.

"The Horn of the Heavenly Monarch is just right for me. Zhao Fenghua, you are an outstanding saint son of the Taiyi Sect, and you have received the power of the Immortal Emperor, and when the Immortal Emperor passed on the skill for you, didn't you think that you would still die in my hands? After Fang Han resisted that leg, 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 gods, all Buddhas, all demons, all immortals, all witches, all beasts, all swords...... The history of all kinds of civilizations is all in one. ”

Fang Han let out a loud, grandiose, magnificent, passionate, generous, heroic voice, and the Book of Epochs dispersed at once, turning into many civilizations, revolving around his body, and then he rushed down.

"What kind of Dao art 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. Under that pressure, all the white holy scale armor on his body exploded and shattered.

Pressure, irresistible.

"How can it be so powerful? Fight!" Zhao Fenghua was almost oppressed to his knees, the pores of his whole body were suffocating, and he couldn't absorb the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi at all.

He opened his mouth and let out a roar, and stood up with one palm in front of Fang Han, and his whole body erupted with devastating power, especially the white unicorn on the top of his head, which suddenly rushed out with a divine light that could pierce through the Nine Heavens, piercing through Fang Han's body.

"Break it for me!" Fang Han descended from the sky, covered with his big hand, suppressed Wan Fang, and hit the Era Divine 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 itself, suppressed it, lightning and fire, could not be stopped, and his power fluctuated, emitting out, the other holy sons of the Fanyun Sect and the Taiyi Sect were forced to retreat involuntarily.

"What a strong force. ”

"I'm not mistaken, right? Fourteen figures, that's fourteen times the combat power, between heaven and earth, where is there a martial art that exerts 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 martial arts of the emperors. ”

"No, we can't get close to the battlefield at all. ”

Senior Brother Zhao Fenghua and the wind edge are fighting together. ”

The Taiyi Sect, the Holy Son of the Fanyun Sect, all roared angrily at this moment, wanting to get close to the battlefield, but they couldn't get close.

As soon as the face of the Fan Qi King changed, he was about to intervene, but Zhao Fenghua and Feng Yuan finally collided with each other with a punch, and the earth-shattering explosion spread out 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 large blood hole appeared above Zhao Fenghua's head, and blood erupted from it frantically, staining the sky red.

He immediately covered the big hole in his head with both hands and quickly retreated: "Brother Fan, save me! Brother Fan, save me!"

"How so!"

Sun Shihua's eyes were also straight.

Not only him, but all the holy sons of the Feather Sect 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. 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.

"Want to run, it's not that easy, stay for me!"

Fang Han was majestic, holding a white horn in one hand, the white horn was still jumping in his hand, but he was caught by him, and he couldn't make a mistake 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 energy, 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, the golden big handprint flew 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, and a relic-like clear light blocked the big hole in the opponent's head, and the clear light melted in an instant, preventing the leakage of essence.

The injuries were repaired.

"Fengyuan, let me see what big waves you little ant can make. 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, which collided with the golden big mudra.

Bang!

The golden handprint 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 unicorn with one hand, and formed all kinds of Dharma seals with the other, including the peerless learning of the God Clan, the mantra of Buddhism, and the evil skills of the Wumen....... all of which were in it, and bombarded the King of Fanqi, and at the same time, those seals blocked all the surrounding spaces, preventing the King of Fanqi from escaping.

"I'm a little ant, I can beat you to death with one hand. Fang Han's eyes bloomed with murderous intent: "With your words, I will beat you to death in front of everyone today." ”

"Brahma Divine Palm!"

The King of Fanqi played out the divine palm, and every palm print was the color of pure gold, and the kingdom of gold was transformed between heaven and earth, and collided with Fang Han's handprint again, and the vitality exploded, bringing a wave of heaven and earth frenzy.

Fang Han let out a long roar, the wings of freedom opened, and the boundless steps of the walker stepped out, breaking through the frenzy of vitality, infinitely approaching the King of Fanqi, eight floating slaughters appeared above his head, and the power of the Flood Desolate 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 sword was uncertain, and it was carved with various runes of vitality, which was actually a superb immortal weapon, which quietly appeared in his palm, and a concussion cut it, forming a sharp rune, which actually cut the dragon scale vitality in the air and slashed Xiang Fang Han.

"This is a superb immortal weapon, Fandao!"

Sun Shihua shouted loudly and reminded Fang Han.

Fang Han's face did not change color, he pressed it with one hand, and with the palm of his flesh, he shook this superb immortal weapon and cut all things with the Brahma knife.

"I don't believe it, you can resist my Fan's sword!" "The Fanqi King was furious in the face of Fang Han who rushed over, and his 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.

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