Chapter 272 kills you with a punch

The six-headed **** monument is a killer prepared by Fang Han for Meng Shaobai.

When Zhao Xuanyi exhibited on the same day, he directly blocked the king of blood night, and let it move. You can see that the six gods are composed of a great array of gods. What is even more powerful is that these six monuments have reached the hands of Fang Han, and their power is even greater. Because of the vitality of the gods, after the six brews, they combine with the spirit of the five emperors. The ethereal and ethereal makes him use it. These six monuments have the same feeling as the heavenly hand, such as the arm.

Even Fang Han knows that if the "Feng Shen **" is cultivated again, the six monuments seem to melt into their own six scorpions, strengthen their physical strength, and raise the body to an unimaginable height. It is very helpful to cultivate to the undead body in the future.

"Feng Shen **" is a kind of wonderful work, complementing the Five Emperors. Reciprocate each other.

In addition, Fang Han's mana is much higher than Zhao Xuanyi, so the "six eyes sealed the monument" to the hands of Fang Han, is simply relying on the Ming master, the role is greater.

Now the six-headed seal of the gods, six pieces together, arranged under the "Fengshen big array", can be described as "Huang Quantu" "A nose door" as powerful. It is the killer of Fang Han. At the most critical time, I can get out of it and get stuck in Meng Shaobai.

Oh...

The six-headed seal of the gods spread out and violently swayed. The ripples of a circle circled from the monument. In an instant, the sigh of the gods filled the whole sky, and the eyes on the six monuments suddenly Opened and shot the endless light.

"I want to run, it's not so easy! Enter my squad!" Fang Han's body moves at high speed, and the five-color canopy on the top of the head rotates, such as the sacral bones, biting Meng Shaobai, each punching They all brought the magic of the door of A Nasal, blocking Meng Shaobai from moving around, so that Feng Shen’s big trouble would trap him.

"This child is hard to get around like this!"

Meng Shaobai swayed, and every sword intercepted the attack of Fang Han. Although he was not in danger for a while, he was still invincible, but he felt that the attack of Fang Han seemed to be a spider, and he was entangled in it. Although he will fight back, there is no effect.

The "King of Heaven", "King of Blood Night", "Ghost Snake Sword", "Soul Sword", four treasures, like bloodthirsty mosquitoes, staring at him everywhere, his sword can be opened once and for all. These four treasures, but it is difficult to destroy them.

The best treasures are not so good to destroy, it is very difficult to smelt. Even the magician is fully capable of exerting a great collapse, and it will not destroy the best treasures, let alone the next quality.

"It seems! Only killing again."

In the eyes of Meng Shaobai, there was a fierce glimmer of light. The six wings behind it were fanned again. The whole person immediately rotated the gyro, and the sword in the palm of the hand also rotated with the body, screaming and turning into a giant sword like a poisonous dragon. Drilled toward Fang Han, "Water Fire Duron!"

"On the poor, the blue sky falls, and neither of them is seen..."

Just as he displayed the "water fire poison dragon drill" moment, a huge yellow dragon appeared in front of the sword, the paw pressed, and hardened the water fire poison dragon drill.

boom!

Huang Long was crushed, but Meng Shaobai’s body was also paused.

"Good opportunity!" Fang Hanlian spewed a few mouthfuls of gas, and the power of the six blocks of the gods in the sky skyrocketed, and the six eyes locked Meng Shaobai. Suddenly, the gods of the gods were covered and formed a picture, covering Meng Shaobai.

"Ah, good battle!" Meng Shaobai screamed sharply, and the body rose to the sky. The sword in the palm of the hand swayed again, and it turned out to be a myriad of snowflake swords. Compared with the sword mad elders, "there is snow in the world." "More powerful. These snowflake swords, attack and kill to the gods.

"This Meng Shaobai's sword is really powerful. I almost got smashed by him. Although the squad can trap him for a while, but he can't sleep for a lifetime, he has to add a line of defense! Huang Quan reincarnation! ”

From the picture of Huang Quan, the whole voice was transmitted. The whole Huangquan figure suddenly expanded and covered up on the big array of Fengshen. Suddenly, there was a layer of rolling yellow fog in the whole array of gods.

Meng Shaobai was completely caught in it.

Huang Quantu, Fengshen's big array, two arrays of magical treasures, finally succeeded in putting Meng Shaobai's supernatural powers to the top, and the great masters of heaven and earth are trapped among them.

After parasitizing the Pengpeng giant egg, cultivation into the heavens and the earth, Meng Shaobai's strength is almost not under the "Ghost Emperor." However, Fang Han has also made too much progress. Now let Fang Han and the ghost emperor fight, and even between the bosses, they can even gain the upper hand.

"Sky the magic hand, the king of blood night, the soul sword, the ghost snake sword! Come back!" When I saw my big array of success, I was trapped by Meng Shaobai, Fang Han took a hand, and the four treasures took back the body. I broke into the big array.

After being trapped by Meng Shaobai, he took the initiative and relied on his location to win a lot.

"Fang Han, do you dare to trap me? Do you think you can trap me? 鯤鵬元神! Heaven and Earth law! Swallow all things! You want to use the treasure to trap me, this is delusion! You know why I don't use treasure? Because Kuangpeng Yuanshen, all the magic treasures, all the magic weapons touched me, will be swallowed! I am waiting for this moment today. You have so many magic weapons, you are my gift boy! Every effort It’s all in vain! All your magic weapons must be mine!”

Meng Shaobai was trapped in a large array, not angry and laughing, watching the six inscriptions in the sky lock themselves. In the eyes, the eyes of the violent murder appeared. On the top of the head, the Tianmen opened wide, and the gods of the Peng Peng rushed out. The storm suddenly burst into the masses, and the heavens and the earth again collapsed at a speed of several hundred times.

Suck!

Meng Shaobai’s Yuan Peng Yuan Shen, once again inhaled.

Hey, hey, hehe...

The feathering Tiangong is shaking, it seems to be infinitely narrowed and put into his mouth. The feathers of the mountains are hundreds of miles away, and the airflow within a thousand miles is infinitely compressed and infinitely reduced. It must be inhaled by the Peng Peng.

Above the sky, the six seals of the gods trembled desperately, screaming, and the six eyes were closed. It seems that it will be inhaled by Meng Shaobai's Kunpeng Yuanshen.

The yellow mist of Huang Quantu was also projected into the mouth of the pilgrimage of the pilgrimage of the dynasty, and even the magic of the door of the nose was sucked in by him.

Inside the belly of the god-in-law, there seems to be another space to mount the universe.

At this moment, Meng Shaobai finally displayed his supernatural powers at the bottom of the box, and swallowed all the treasures of Fang Han in one fell swoop. It turned out that Fang Han was in his eyes, it was a treasure boy, and all efforts were made for him.

"Is it? I want to collect my magic weapon! I have to ask my fist first!"

The secret of Fang Hanyu’s secret has already appeared in front of Meng Shaobai. At this moment, his head is no longer a canopy, but a symbol, with fifty-five kinds of great supernatural powers, blowing ** Snail, hit the big symbol of the drum. Fifty-five kinds of great supernatural powers were brewing, and then all condensed into Fang Han’s left fist.

boom!

Fang Han hit a punch to Meng Shaobai.

Meng Shaobai has a sword and hardly picked up Fang Han’s fist. “It’s useless! I’m a singer and a god, and I’m so powerful! Your cockroaches are so powerful that you can’t break my lifeless killing sword!”

Fang Han did not speak, and suddenly, the fist shadow turned over and hit the forty-nine punches in a row! The boxing fists shrouded the forty-nine points on the body of Meng Shaobai. These forty-nine punches, such as the dragon like a tiger, such as a wolf like a leopard, such as a meteor smashing, such as the sky disaster.

Meng Shaobai smiled coldly. In this moment, he also assassinated the forty-nine swords, and the Fang Han’s fists were so strong that they completely resisted and stabbed them in two, and the sharp swords penetrated into the cold. The body is going to destroy his vitality.

Forty-nine boxing, for the forty-nine swords, the boxing sword in this moment of collision, stirring, seems to be transformed into an eternal picture. The two men’s fists and swords are handed over, and each punch is restrained with each sword. This is an extreme manifestation of the cultivation of comprehension power and balance.

Who can’t help but who!

However, Meng Shaobai’s Qi Peng Yuan Shen is still absorbing the magic weapon of Fang Han. The realm of Meng Shaobai is three levels higher than that of Fang Han. Naturally, it has a great advantage. You must know that if you fight with a master and the situation is different, you can almost decide the outcome.

Hey!

At this moment, Fang Han suddenly hit another punch other than forty-nine fists, the fifteenth punch! This boxing is simply a pen of God. No one can describe the invisibility of this boxing, the ingenuity of this boxing, the emptiness of this boxing, the horror of this boxing, the perfection of this boxing...

This 50th fist seems to be a punch that does not exist at all. It is a punch that has been smashed, but it has been beaten by Fang Han. It is just that Meng Shaobai’s old power has broken, and a moment when Xinli is not born, aiming at the flaws. a punch.

This fist waved, in the eyes of Meng Shaobai, it mapped a dream. Meng Shaobai suddenly, the mind is alert, he knows that things are not good, to fly, but late!

Fang Han’s fantastic punch, directly breaking his sword, all kinds of swords, to fake the truth, hehe! A bit, hit his small belly Dan Tian.

The huge impact of this punch, played the body of Meng Shaobai's body, and then dissipated, then the vestment was broken, the big battle collapsed, and finally the sturdy belly of Meng Shaobai The flesh, suddenly Meng Shaobai's body, was beaten like a big shrimp, bowed his body.

Among his eyes, all surprised, it seems unbelievable. He couldn't believe that he had punched himself.

But in the next moment, the severe pain in the lower abdomen made him know whether it was true or not. Unparalleled pain, boundless suffering, seems to fall into the nose of hell, between the moments of thousands of years of reincarnation, the pain of Meng Shaobai's tears almost flowed out.

Fang Han’s fist, with a nose and a magical spirit, once the enemy is bombarded, the enemy will suffer from the pain of the nose, the spiritual mind, and fall into the nose and hell, absolutely different from the general magic.

puff!

Meng Shaobai squirted blood and was almost beaten.