Chapter 1359

The staff saint is dead and Duan Shi is dead.

The world of Chu Wu is broken.

At this moment, the strong can't believe it.

And Fang Ping, with some regret, whispered, "it's a blow up. There's no card for death."

What a pity!

Dead two broken eight, don't you shake the world?

You don't know the source of vibration?

You move!

As a result, the death was not as loud as a top. Fang Ping felt too sorry. This was the first time I personally broke eight.

He didn't kill the commander. The road tree he killed before was broken nine.

Broken eight... First kill!

Fang Ping had some regrets. Holding a long knife, he looked at the dull people over there and said with a smile, "what are you looking at me? Big dog, Zhang Tian, big cat, gun god, fist God, I'll play with you?"

With that, Fang Ping paced in and cut out a knife. With a roar, a broken seven was directly split in two by him.

On the corpse, Qi and blood emerge.

Provoked by Fang Ping's long knife, he flew directly and fell into old man Li again.

Square plane with a smile, but like a devil.

Don't kill too easily!

His separation, at the moment, quickly killed the heavenly kings who broke six and seven.

The sky arm several people's faces were dull. Soon, the dark god reacted and shouted: "no, Fang Ping, they don't know anything. They just came out of the sky grave, Fang Ping..."

Fang Ping said with a smile, "since it's so stupid, kill it! Ming God, we're still friends, whether it's Chuwu or them... I believe you have a good choice."

"Fang Ping..."

There was despair in the eyes of the dark god.

He didn't want to kill them. Really, there are not many strong players in the first martial arts.

The eight broken eight are their details and everything.

Now... Two are dead.

The fist God is closer to breaking nine, which is the hope of the first martial arts.

But now, it's over, it's really over.

Fang Ping is the top nine!

The boxing God also regained his mind at the moment. Suddenly, he seemed to be much older.

Looking at Fang Ping, the boxing God looked at the killed Duan Shi and the staff saint. His voice was a little hoarse, "you broke nine?"

Fang Ping said with a smile, "guess?"

"Why didn't you say it before?"

The fist God is crazy!

Fang Ping said before that he wouldn't do it.

Fang Ping said with a smile: "man, why is it all this virtue? I broke nine. It's none of your business. Why should I tell you!"

A mockery of laughter!

Why did I tell you?

Can't I keep it?

The fist God's eyes are red. He and the staff Saint have been suppressed for 8000 years. They didn't come out for a few days. In the past, the Emperor didn't have them. Today, two of the five people died!

"Broken nine... What about broken nine!"

The fist God roared violently and his blood burned all over!

Boom!

At this time, the fist God's blood is powerful and frightening. He directly burns his blood. What about breaking nine?

Fang Ping, he's going to kill Fang Ping for revenge!

"How strong!"

Fang Ping praised.

"How strong!"

"If daoshu is alive, he may not be able to kill you. There is hope that you will escape."

Too strong!

The fist God is close to 40 million calories of life. At this moment, his life is burning, and there is a faint sign of breaking the nine heavy heaven.

Daoshu comes back to life and fights with the boxing God. Even if the boxing God is defeated, there is still hope to escape.

But now... The world of Chu Wu is broken.

Fangping limit exceeds 60 million calories!

This is the result of tens of thousands of years of cultivation after the emperor's successful preaching, which reached the level of Fangping.

The gap is more than 20 million calories!

Fang Ping is not in a hurry.

Smiling, he cut off a broken six heavenly king with a knife, picked it again and flew to the iron head.

"I'm a devil! The Nine Emperors cultivate with primary martial arts. I'm not polite. Thank you for the gift!"

Fang Ping smiled happily.

The fist God's eyes were red, and he no longer said anything. He punched Fang Ping.

Fang Ping said thoughtfully, "don't say, I really haven't tried the means of the Eastern Emperor. Why don't I practice with you today?"

Then, in the void, some vitality and spiritual power emerged.

The spirit of boxing God is not strong. Fang Ping can catch it quickly.

The shadow of the fist fell into it instantly and roared like a chemical reaction. In the blink of an eye, the three forces merged, and the next moment, a large number of force emerged.

Fang Ping smiled. This move is very useful!

Powerful force, in which all the life is provided by the fist God himself!

The Force Regiment flew out when Fang Ping's long knife was picked. A strong man was about to fight with Fang Ping, and the Force Regiment came in an instant!

The fist God who goes all out, Qi and blood is only a part of it. You can imagine how strong the force group is!

Boom!

With a loud explosion, the broken seven was directly blown to pieces!

Fang Ping frowned slightly. "It's too strong. It's a pity. It's gone. Even the weapons are gone. Fist God, don't make too much effort!"

The fist God's eyes are red and dripping blood!

"Hao's means!"

The fist God roars like a beast. This is the means of the Eastern Emperor!

The broken seven also died in his hands!

Impossible. How can Fang Ping be so strong?

Even if he broke nine and he vaguely broke nine, Fang Ping didn't deal with himself so easily!

No, he can't believe it.

Fang Ping's means are more powerful than some emperors ten thousand years ago!

Not 30000 years ago, 10000 years ago!

The fist God roared and killed the north again. This time, it's not a blow of Qi and blood, but a direct kill. He wants to fight close!

"Fang Ping..."

The dark god is in a trance. His face is too complicated.

No... too many people died!

In the blink of an eye, two broke eight, two broke seven, and several broke six.

No, if you die again, the loss of Chuwu will be too heavy.

Over there, Tengu completely suppressed the palm sky, and the grey cat was almost teasing the gun god.

The cat, with its tail wrapped around the long stick of the saint, is knocking on the head of the gun god, knocking on a bag, as if it wanted to knock the gun god into Sakyamuni.

The gun god is going crazy!

Now roar madly, shame!

The grey cat is humiliating him!

"Heavenly arm..."

The dark god suddenly looked at the heavenly arm and looked praying.

Stop killing!

If you kill them again, they will die and half of the initial martial arts will be wasted.

But now he understands.

Fang Ping broke nine, and it's not a simple one!

Grey cat... Seems to have broken nine.

Tengu breaks two doors.

These people are too strong!

Unless the three of them fight together.

But... He was afraid.

He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that Chu Wu would be completely destroyed.

Fang Ping is much stronger than the emperor who appeared before. He is afraid that if he makes a few moves, he will die and ruin the whole early martial arts.

"No... Tianbi, Tianbi..."

The dark god looked at the heavenly arm. The heavenly arm made friends with Fang Ping. This is the only hope!

The heavenly arm was also in a trance, but now he was sober. He quickly roared: "man king, Chu Wu volunteers! The boxing God, they just came out of the heaven grave. They don't know that man king is powerful. Man king, spare them, Chu Wu volunteers!"

"Surrender?"

Fang Ping asked interestingly. The next moment, the boxing god suddenly angrily said, "surrender? Get away! Since I have no eyes, I will die in his hand. Chu Wu will never surrender!"

"Kill!"

"Quanzhen Wanjie!"

The fist God punched out, and the whole hall was split and completely smashed.

With a roar, the continent was shaking.

Between heaven and earth, a fist shadow covers the three realms.

Fang Ping glanced and smiled,

"There's still something moving!"

The fist God at this moment has even broken nine!

Qi and blood were burning violently. In an instant, they bombarded Fang Ping with thousands of fists.

Fang Ping said faintly: "before he died, he had some masculinity, but his brain was too stupid. We Fang Ping were so easy to provoke. Are the three worlds still afraid of me?"

Of course.

Boxing God is good at everything, but he has been locked up for a long time and his mind is not clear!

Fang Ping believes that he also wants to fight for the first martial arts... But we Fang Ping are not your stepping stone.

Kill!

Fang Ping was not polite, nor did he pay attention to tianarm. He will kill several boxing gods!

Kill a few and then give up. That's really causing trouble.

The face of these people can only buy their own lives, not the boxing God.

At the moment, even if these three people also shot, Fang Ping was not afraid.

Because Fang Ping has crushed the jade pendant again, the king of the town is really coming.

Although I don't know if he will scold, it's useless even if he scolds. The old guy has to do it when he should.

Three emperors, come to surround and kill you. Do you think highly of you?

Fighting with the fist God, Fang Ping stabbed again and again. The fist God was shot with blood all over his body.

And Fang Ping, walking on the battlefield, completely controlled the overall situation.

Pooh!

Another broken seven was killed!

"Go!"

Fist God roars, jade bones, flesh and blood are burning!

"Go! I'm sorry for you. Go!"

The fist God roared with pain in his voice.

He misjudged the situation!

The strong men who follow them are being slaughtered.

These people are pure beginners!

The source of cultivation is almost on the side of the nether God. This war is lost, and the early martial arts are really going to decline completely.

There are more than ten pure beginner martial arts on the nether God side.

The rest is on his side!

"My Lord!"

"Master!"

Those strong men, who are also bloody fighting, are unwilling, unwilling, sad, angry and resentful

However, is it useful?

"Boom!"

A strong man who broke the six peaks fell down on his knees with a roar. His voice was like weeping blood. He roared at the top of his voice: "Lord Ming, sir, save the fist God... Sir..."

The dark god's face showed the color of struggle.

Can you save it?

The three of them still have some hope.

But

It will completely destroy Chu Wu!

While fighting with Fang Ping, the boxing God shouted, "waste, who made you kneel down? Get away! Either die or run away, get away!"

Boxing God is not really stupid!

He didn't mention asking the nether gods to help. He felt that this was the hope of Chu Wu and the last hope.

You can't let them do it!

At this moment, the fist god suddenly moved in his heart, suddenly looked at the dark god, and his eyes showed the color of prayer.

The dark god was slightly stunned.

"Please..."

There was an unprecedented weakness and an unprecedented desire in his eyes.

Please!

The sad color in the dark god's eyes flashed away, suddenly shook his head and looked at one side of the heavenly arm.

The fist God stagnated, then it seemed clear, and roared angrily!

"Kill!"

Boom!

Like a mad devil, the fist God completely burned himself and bombarded Fang Ping. Even if Fang Ping was strong, he also retreated a few steps at the moment.

At this moment, the fist God broke through the blockade in an instant.

No escape!

Straight to the sky!

Tianarm's face changed, but he saw the hungry eyes, weak eyes and... Death will.

Tianarm's eyes also flashed sad, and then nodded heavily.

"Thank you!"

The fist God's lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

In the rear, Fang Pinggang wants to chop it down with a knife.

The boxing god suddenly laughed and his whole body was burning. He said with a sad smile: "I should go now. I should have gone 8000 years ago and lived for 8000 years. In the past, Yang God said I would destroy the first martial arts. I don't believe it... I believe it today, ha ha!"

"Yang God, emperor of heaven, Hao, dome, Dou..."

"Chuwu's old guy is gone. I'll wait for you to go together!"

At this moment, the boxing God was in a trance and thought of 40000 years ago.

At the beginning of martial arts, some Terrans have unique talents and come out of their own martial arts.

Among them, there are five people he shouted, as well as him, including sword God, sword God, fire god and ghost God

They are the oldest group of people.

Later, many people died.

Later, he was suppressed.

Later, he came out... Chuwu... Because he was almost destroyed.

Crazy, unwilling, everything makes him crazy.

Chu Wu shouldn't have been defeated!

Chu Wu didn't lose to others, but to his own people.

The emperor of heaven, they are his brothers and Taoist friends, but they betrayed Chuwu!

Boom!

The extremely strong power of Qi and blood rushed into tianarm's body in an instant.

Yes, this is the boxing God's last hope.

He originally wanted to merge with the Pluto God, but the Pluto God knew that he could not!

He can break nine if he integrates the fist God.

He was afraid that he would be frightened by Fang Ping and killed.

Only fusion to the heavenly arm!

Tianarm hasn't broken two doors yet. Even if he integrates the boxing God, he can't break nine. Tianarm has a good relationship with Li Hansong and Fang Ping. Fang Ping may not stop or kill tianarm.

That's why the boxing God chose tianarm!

The fist God already knows that there is no way to go.

Fang Ping is not an ordinary broken nine!

Instead of dying in Fang Ping's hands, it's better to make up for some of his mistakes. He shouldn't have done it to Fang Ping, but it's too late to regret now!

Boom!

The bones of the heavenly arm are changing, and the Qi and blood are strong.

Both the boxing God and he are strong with boxing, but the weapon before tianarm was exploded by him. At the moment, a pair of boxing gloves in the hands of the boxing God were instantly integrated into his hands, and the tiangun was melted by the boxing God with Qi and blood and integrated into the boxing gloves!

He's forging a magic weapon for the heavenly arm!

In the rear, Fang Ping's face changed.

Fist God, very strong.

He doesn't need the boxing God to help himself, but if the boxing God is integrated into old man Li, he may be able to make old man Li have the breaking eight combat power and become a top strong man.

But now, he's merging the heavenly arm.

Yourself, do you want to stop it?

He slaughtered the first strong. Don't these people complain?

When these people are strong, will they take revenge on the Terran?

Fang Ping had an idea in his mind, "kill them... Kill them..."

Magic!

Kill these people and kill Chuwu!

Including heavenly arm and Pluto!

cut the weeds and dig up the roots!

At this moment, his shoulder sank slightly. The grey cat rolled a stick with his tail and knocked on his square head. He said curiously, "what is he doing?"

“……”

Fang Ping glanced at the grey cat, his eyes changed.

Is it intentional or really unintentional?

At that moment, he killed the machine!

He even wants to destroy Chuwu!

The cat interrupted his train of thought.

Fang Ping's face changed for a while. He didn't care about the boxing God any more. He was a little flustered in his heart. He didn't know why he had such an idea, but Fang Ping knew that he was more evil now than before!

No longer in charge of this side, Fang Ping's face was cold and his long knife cut out. The broken six kneeling before was cut off by him!

The body floated towards the iron head.

Pooh!

Another broken six was killed!

Beside him, a strong man who followed the dark god, his eyes red, looked at Fang Ping, clenched his fist, and the dark god shouted, "come back!"

A violent drink woke the man.

Seeing that Fang Ping was like slaughtering a chicken, he easily killed the king of heaven. Breaking six or eight was death. The man suppressed all his emotions and hurried to the nether God.

Other people who followed the underworld also flew over there.

Huan, Ming God and tianarm are all around them at the moment.

As for the other strong men who follow the fist God, they can't save, nor can they save.

Just at that moment, Fang Ping killed the machine. Others didn't notice it, but he was sweating all over. He felt it!

The breath of death!

Fang Ping moved Tu Chuwu's heart!

Because the boxing God is fusing Qi and blood to tianarm, Fang Ping is worried that they will die and grieve, retaliate and revenge, so he wants to kill all of them.

At this moment, several people no longer dare to act rashly.

Today, it's about the survival of Chu Wu!

Inheriting the early martial arts of 40000 years, a little carelessness today is extinction!

Over there, the gun god can move freely without the onlookers of the grey cat.

He saw the choice of the fist God. At the moment, the gun god was also full of despair and ending.

Should we... Go?

A wrong choice has ruined many friends!

Are they waiting for us?

The gun god looked at the ghost God and showed the same eyes as the fist God. At this moment, the ghost God showed a sad color in his eyes, shook his head slightly and glanced at old man Li over there.

Use your life... To exchange a small favor for Chuwu!

Even if Fang Ping originally wanted to kill us, you can use your life, maybe you can get a different result!

Gun god understands!

Showing a sad color, he was unwilling, unwilling and unwilling to kill their people, but he knew that this was the best choice.

Otherwise, death is the same result.

Fang Ping won't let him become a strong beginner again!

"Goodbye in the afterlife!"

"Forty thousand years... Worth it..."

With a whisper, the next moment, the gun god burned up and said with a loud smile: "Fang Ping, we lost! Life and death are vital in the struggle for the avenue, and the disaster is less than the family!

If you are not as strong as others, you will die if you lose. I have understood this truth for a long time!

I'm your teacher. You let my disciple go. My disciple didn't follow us. He's innocent... "

"Ha ha ha!"

A smooth smile came out, and the gun God turned into a group of rich and extreme blood, and flew towards old man Li in an instant.

Fang Ping felt it and didn't feel the killing.

The gun God chose to gamble and admit defeat!

They lost!

If you lose, you die.

But how to die, they have a choice.

If you can't accomplish the strong ones in the early martial arts, then you can accomplish the enemy. Although Fang Ping doesn't know them, they also know some. If there is hatred, they will be rewarded, and if there is kindness, they will be rewarded.

Is that a favor?

They don't know!

But they are still willing to bet once!

Boom!

Old man Li has just come into contact with this group of Qi and blood, and his whole body is full of Qi and blood. A strong man who broke the second gate and the top strong man who ranked the eighth and eleventh, burned himself and helped him!

Old man Li quickly sat down and his flesh was bursting.

However, the marksman voluntarily burns himself and completes him, which is much smoother than forced integration.

Tiangou, Zhang Tian is suppressed and can't look up.

At this moment, my eyes are also sad.

They're all dead!

In the blink of an eye, several old friends trapped for 8000 years died.

Not only did they die, but several and more than ten of them were killed by Fang Ping!

He's the only one left!

Zhang Tian looked around. He didn't want to choose Li Hansong. He wanted to choose a beginner to break seven and help him break eight.

But... When I saw Tengu swallowing him with his mouth open, when I saw Fang Ping eyeing

He knows why the gun God chose so!

Zhang Tian was extremely sad and angry, but he knew that maybe this was the best choice.

"Fang Ping... We lost..."

"Lost..."

Zhang Tian smiled sadly and looked at Fang Ping, ignoring Tiangou.

"You were beyond our expectation. I didn't expect, really didn't expect..."

"We haven't seen them for 8000 years, and we have no affection for them..."

"As soon as the fist God came out, he once said that he would seize the power of the first martial arts. The dark god has already fallen and is no longer a pure first martial arts. They are a disgrace to the first martial arts!"

"There is no conflict between origin and Chu Wu. They support the popularity of origin in Chu Wu. They are not our Chu Wu people..."

"They are cowards and disgraces, and they don't deserve to stand side by side with us! Let alone call them Chu Wu leaders!"

"You... Must defeat the emperor. Hahaha, internal strife is what we want to see!"

Zhang Tian laughed and burned himself. At the moment when Tengu's mouth came, he broke out and rushed to Li Hansong!

Fang Ping's face remained unchanged.

What is this?

Before he died, he humiliated the God of the underworld for fear that he would stand side by side with the God of the fist?

Are you afraid of killing Chuwu?

Are some of the most powerful early warriors heroes?

Maybe!

In the eyes of the first martial arts, they are heroes. At least now many first martial arts strong people show a look of denial.

Fang Ping is the devil!

But Fang Ping... Didn't feel anything wrong.

I am the devil!

If you don't provoke me, I won't hurt you.

You are for Chuwu, I am for Terran.

There's nothing to say!

Boom!

A loud noise came out. There, the sky arm looked sad. The fist God burned himself and everything. At this moment, a virtual shadow appeared in the void. The fist God smiled, relieved and filled with emotion.

"I've lived 40000 years... It's really too long. I'm tired."

The fist God smiled. He was too tired.

Thirty thousand years ago, after the defeat, he felt too tired.

Today, he was liberated.

"Please!"

He doesn't know who to say please. Maybe it's the nether gods, maybe it's Fang Ping.

With a touch of ease, like the mowen sword on that day, the boxing God's virtual shadow steps into the air, higher and higher, overlooking the three realms!

"Ladies and gentlemen, take care!"

Say "treasure" and "goodbye". The fist God's laughter spreads all over the three circles. The next moment, the virtual shadow moves towards the endless void and disappears completely!

Boom!

In the void, a fist collapsed!

The first person in breaking eight, the first person in early martial arts, boxing God, fall!

"Woo woo..."

Choking everywhere, countless people were at a loss.

On the early Wu continent, a touch of sadness suddenly rose in many people's hearts.

Chuwu Zhiqiang fell!

Who is it?

Fist God!

Below, the dark god's eyes are complex, with unspeakable feelings.

Hate?

Don't give up?

Or something else?

Or envy?

Old friend, you walk so freely!

But I... and Chuwu?

……

At this moment, in the sea, on an island.

Taoist Feng Yun stands in the void with complex eyes.

The shadow of the fist collapsed.

The fist God who broke the eight first is dead!

Even he is at a loss at the moment. Who killed him?

He didn't feel much movement!

Only the God of fist went all out, only the God of fist collapsed, which proved that the God of fist was dead. There was no too fierce battle, so he died.

Who killed the fist God?

Beside him, di Xing was also shocked and whispered, "this is... Boxing God?"

"It's him."

Taoist Feng Yun sighed. The next moment, a mirror appeared. Taoist Feng Yun threw the mirror into the void and began to explore.

These beginners are not strong in their original environment. They can't feel everything clearly.

Only with the help of artifact can we explore life and death.

This exploration... A moment later, Taoist Fengyun was shocked all over!

No... no!

I'm not alone!

Chu Wu... Chu Wu has killed too many strong people!

……

On this day, the list of the three worlds of the grottoes shook violently!

Breaking eight first, boxing God, his name is dim, and instantly disappeared in the breaking eight list.

Broken eight eleven, gun god, fall!

Broken eight 12, palm sky, fall!

Broken eight 19, staff saint, fall!

Break eight 20, break consciousness, fall!

Second, Shura fell.

On the sixth of the seventh, the Rain God fell.

Break the seventh and eighth, the moon god falls!

……

Breaking the six list, 10 people were lost in an instant!

Third world vibration!

On this day, the caves shook, the Terrans shook, and even the emperor secretly received a message, which was also very shaking.

In the first day of martial arts, the strength is weakened by 60%!

Who did it?

Emperor!

Only the emperor's strength can!

If you break nine, you can't defeat so many strong people in an instant, not to mention the first strong person to break eight like boxing God!