Chapter 459

"Who!"

Zhao Fang's face changed slightly. When he drank quickly, the ten pulse divine sword hit the void in an instant.

But when the ripples flickered, a five-star big hand leaned out and grabbed the ten pulse divine sword directly. Then, it was crushed like a child's toy!

"What!"

This moment.

Zhao Fang was not only shocked, but also Gu Shun, with a dignified face.

The ten pulse divine sword is a magic skill. It is an ordinary martial god. It will also be injured if it is used in conjunction with Zhao Fang's current cultivation.

But this sudden big hand is very easy. It crumples the sword Qi of the ten pulse divine sword into fragments. This scene is really terrible.

"Old Shun, take the knife slave first."

As soon as Zhao Fang's eyes coagulated, he falsely grabbed the killing gun with his right hand and waved with his left hand, there was a strong wave, which shook all Gu Shun, Nangong Ling and others out of the alchemy room.

"Eh?"

The cold voice sounded again, but ignored Gu Shun and others.

It seems that in his eyes, Gu Shun and others are mole ants, insignificant.

In this light eh, Zhao Fang felt that in the void, there seemed to be a look at himself.

He frowned slightly and hummed coldly, "sneaky, if you want to fight, come!"

Zhao Fang moved, but he rushed directly into the sky of the alchemy room and looked at his feet indifferently.

"Tut Tut, I really don't understand. Where does a mere eight star martial Saint get such great confidence?"

The relentless cold sound, such as gangrene attached to bones, sounded behind Zhao Fang, making Zhao Fang's back cold and stepping out in an instant when he heard the sound.

"Huh?"

The cold voice sounded again, but there was a trace of surprise.

"What kind of body method can you escape my pursuit?"

The cold voice was extremely puzzled.

As the voice gradually fell, the void fluctuated and twisted. A man in white, handsome, but with a sinister smell all over appeared in the air.

Looking at Zhao Fang's disappearance from a distance, a touch of sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth.

But immediately, he seemed to feel something and said in surprise, "I didn't expect that there were three martial gods in this place!"

He spoke in a very casual manner, like the great consummation of the three martial gods. In his eyes, he was just a cat and dog, and he didn't pay attention at all.

He moved and disappeared in place.

The other party.

Regardless of the crazy passage of his magic skill proficiency, Zhao Fang stepped back to an inch, but his figure flickered, but he appeared 30000 miles outside the Shenwu empire.

He also sensed each other's terror.

Know that this time, you may encounter a powerful 'wild monster'.

But he was not flustered, and it was not the first time he had encountered such a thing.

The reason why he left the Shenwu empire.

Nothing else.

This man is too powerful. If he fights madly, it will affect the imperial city.

There are not only his grandfather Zhao Zhengfeng, but also Zixuan Nangong Ling in the imperial city. Zhao Fang doesn't want them to have an accident.

One more thing.

He doesn't want to turn the palace, which has just been built and hasn't been used for a few days, into ruins!

But he ignored one thing.

The enemy has never been the representative of warmth. They will not act according to the wishes of their opponents.

Zhao Fang came here for a moment and didn't feel the breath of the cold man.

On the contrary, I noticed that there were violent waves over the Shenwu empire.

He even vaguely sensed the breath of Zhao Yun and Dianwei.

"Bad!"

Zhao Fang's eyes sank, but he returned again.

When he rushed back and saw the scene in front of him, his eyes were immediately filled with endless killing intention.

Most of the palace was destroyed and countless palace people died.

Let alone.

In mid air, there are five figures staggered.

Four of them are acquaintances of Zhao Fang.

Zhao Yun, the God of war in white armor, shot like a dragon.

Dian Wei, the savage king, is wild and furious.

It's a secret fragrance of killing God who haunts and doesn't stay for thousands of miles.

At the moment, the three are doing their best.

The target is a man in white.

Zhao Fang also met the man in white for the first time.

But he was absolutely sure.

The man in white is the owner of the palms that just appeared in the alchemy room.

Because.

He felt the extremely strong evil spirit in this man.

of course.

That's nothing.

What really shocked Zhao Fang was that he was able to perform with ease in the face of the joint efforts of the three great martial gods.

There seems to be some strength left.

This scene shocked Zhao very much.

All along, Dian Wei and Zhao Yun are Zhao Fang's killing moves.

It is his trump card in the North spirit realm and the middle spirit realm.

As long as these two people fight, there is no enemy that can't be solved.

But now.

The two forces, plus the female murderer's Secret fragrance, were unable to win the man in white, but were suppressed by the other party.

"Who is this person and how can he have such strong strength? Is it possible that this person has surpassed the martial god?"

Zhao Fang's eyes were frozen and his mind was shocked.

But when he saw the man caught by the man in white with the other hand, Zhao Fang's face became gloomy immediately.

The killing intention twinkled in his eyes.

"Purple transmutation!"

The man in white is no one else, but purple transmutation.

"Huh?"

Zhao Fang's arrival quickly attracted the attention of five people.

The man in white had a faint smile on his mouth.

However, this smile, how to see, is filled with a ruthless cold.

"Emperor, go!"

Zhao Yun shouted low.

"Here, I'm blocked by three people. The emperor, leave quickly!"

Dianwei also shouted.

For a moment, he knew clearly that the terror of the person in front of him was not something that the three could compete with!

Zhao Fang's eyes coagulated and took a deep look at Purple transmutation. The picture when they met and the words they said when they met reappeared in his mind, "I won't let anyone hurt you again!"

This sentence made Zhao Fang's footsteps, which had stopped in mid air, step forward slowly.

"Emperor!"

"Emperor!"

When they saw this, they both drank a lot.

"Who are you? Why did you abduct the empress of the emperor?"

Zhao Fang stared at each other coldly.

"Your empress?" the man in white was slightly stunned. He looked at Purple transmutation and immediately said with a smile: "from now on, she won't belong to you!"

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Zhao Fang took a step forward, holding a killer gun. His eyes were like a bloodthirsty Warcraft, staring coldly at the man in white.

The man in white ignored Zhao Fang, but his eyes fell on the killing gun.

"Why? With your only eight star martial saint, you also want to fight me?"

The eyes of the man in white are full of disdain.

"Young master, go! Purple transmutation, please!"

At this time, purple transmutation suddenly shouted, with a sadness in his voice.

Hear that.

Zhao Fang's body suddenly trembled, as if he were being attacked by Lei Ji. He stood in place with blood in his eyes.

"No matter who you are, today, if you dare to touch my woman, you will die!"

During the roar, Zhao Fang stepped out fiercely. His body looked like a dragon. When the killer gun revolved, Zhao Fang gathered his whole strength and burst out suddenly!