Chapter 570

Looking at the man who came down from the sky, Fang Han looked cold and stared at the opposite side without blinking.

"Your Excellency, who is with them, who wants to fight against my eclosion gate?"

Fang Han's voice was cold, and he kept recalling the identity of the visitors in his mind, but after careful consideration, he did not recall any useful information.

After all, there are too many schools in heaven, and there are tens of thousands of saints who enter here. Fang Han only remembers some powerful and difficult sects. As for some small sects which he doesn't think are popular, he pays little attention to them.

"Cheng Hao, I've met two Taoist friends!" With a smile on his face, Cheng Hao nodded to Fang Han and sun Shihua.

"Tianyinmen?" Fang Han frowned, then turned his head to look at Sun Shi Hua on one side. "Elder martial brother sun, is there this sect in this trial school?"

"It seems that there are, but this clan has always kept a low profile, and there are few saints who can handle it. Therefore, this small sect has been ignored in our information collection this time!"

Sun Shihua's face was ugly. He felt that he was still careless when collecting intelligence. He was not easy to judge the strength of Cheng Hao in the opposite side. However, he was definitely much better than some large number of saints who had just been killed by the two of them!

"Cheng Hao, there has never been any intersection between our eclosion gate and your Tianyin gate. Why do you want to fight against us for the sake of these people?" Fang Han comes straight to the point. Since the trouble is coming, it depends on how the other party chooses!

"Ha ha, Taoist friends are joking. I just said that these people are predestined with me, but I didn't mean to protect them."

As he spoke, Cheng Hao imitated Fang Han's appearance. He opened his mouth and inhaled for a moment. More than a dozen of them were blasted by Fang Han. Only the Holy Son, who was imprisoned in the void, turned into a stream of light and was swallowed by him.

Gudong!

He didn't even need to chew. He swallowed more than a dozen yuan gods into his stomach. Cheng Hao didn't even need to refine them. The spirits in his body's acupoints consciously pinched the shenjue and devoured all the yuan spirits.

"Sir, I killed these people. You are too arrogant to swallow them directly in front of me?"

Fang Han looked cold and fierce, but his eyes showed a trace of fear. Even if he was a saint, he had to spend some time refining. However, Cheng Hao, the son of tianyinmen, is directly engulfed, and even refining is not needed. Obviously, the strength of the comers is absolutely terrible!

"Taoist friends are joking. If these people can get into my belly, it shows that they have a destiny with me. This is the will of heaven and can not be forced to do so!" Cheng Hao laughs and looks at Fang Han with great interest. He wants to see how the cruel protagonist will do.

"God's will? Then I will kill you

Fang Leng snorted. Although the strength of the comer was strong, he was fearless. He flew straight up with a blow. Over his head, a huge mysterious book appeared, and then turned into a bright light, which filled his whole body. The rolling magic power was condensed on one punch.

"Era fist, die for me!"

Fang Han looks ferocious. As soon as he makes a move, he directly uses his killing moves. This era's magic fist is the most powerful power that he can exert as Fengyuan's identity. A blow out of the fist can produce 14 times of the combat power of his cultivation at this time. He is now Zuxian peak cultivation, 14 times the outbreak of combat power, even the general yuan Xian, I am afraid that he can not take this blow.

"Good magic!"

Cheng Hao smiles a little, and then spreads out his palm. Facing Fang Han's terrible blow, he flicks it like a fly, and flies the other party away.

Cheng Hao's current strength, not to mention the power of the soul of the heavenly king, is only the physical body, which is the fourth level state. With the strength of the body, he can fight against the immortal. With Fang Han's fighting power, he is far from being able to compete with him!

"How could it be, how could you be so powerful?" Fang Han's face was full of shock. He was not sure what the strength of the other side had reached. However, when he could confirm it, his strength was definitely no weaker than those saints in heaven before the trial was opened!

"It's not polite to come but not to go. Since Taoist friends have punched me, how about accepting me as well?"

Cheng Hao laughs, but he doesn't see any special action. He raises his hand at will and blows it out. In an instant, the sky and the earth lose their color. The sun and the moon are dark. Under this pressure, countless big cracks in the void are torn apart. A dark golden terror fist, tearing the sky, is smashed.

"Not good!"

Fang Han screamed, and the wings of freedom behind him opened and stepped out of the mysterious steps. He wanted to avoid the blow that could easily tear the sky.

However, the terrible fist has a will, which has completely locked him in. Fang Han incites the wings of freedom behind him to dodge one after another, but he can't escape at all. However, Fang Han roared, and there were eight butchers on his head. The power of the ancestors came down in the sky, and many of the vitality of heaven and earth changed into dragon scale runes.

"Eight butchers are good treasures. Unfortunately, they haven't grown up yet."The corners of Cheng Hao's mouth rose slightly. These eight butchers have great potential. If they grow up in the future, they will definitely reach the level of the fifth level treasure. However, Fang Han's strength is still very weak. This treasure has not even reached the fourth level, so it can't exert its terror power!

Bang!

The dark golden fists swept the sky and the earth. In the rolling thunder, the heaven and the earth were stunned. Fang Han only felt the darkness in front of him. When he opened his eyes again, he found that his eight pontoons had been completely broken, and pieces of dim light were floating in the air, like broken walls, looking very miserable and withered.

Fang Han was at a loss. These eight stupas were the most precious treasures he had spent countless efforts to build. With this treasure, he suppressed countless enemies all the way. However, today, the treasure was shattered in front of his eyes.

Fang Han was bleeding in his heart, but he did not dare to move any more. He was very clear that even if he exposed Fang Han's identity today, he would display the magic fist of thirty-three days and exert 33 times of combat power. He was definitely not the opponent of the people in front of him. His strength absolutely reached the level of Saint immortal, and even in the saint immortal, he was absolutely strong!

"You hit me, I also give you a punch, we are even!"

Looking at the eight pieces of butchers floating in the air, Cheng Hao laughs. His fist has completely broken the spirit of this treasure. Even if Fang Han wants to sacrifice again in the future, he can only start from the beginning.

Fang Han looked gloomy and did not open his mouth. It was the first time that he met this moment. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that when he had just stepped into the path of cultivation, he met the elder martial brother huatiandushi in the eclosion gate of every realm.

That kind of unwilling, suffocating, but unable to resist the depression, this moment, once again clearly appeared in his mind.

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