Chapter 1131

This fist was so terrible that it was beyond the limit that practitioners in the free and unfettered environment could bear.

Jixia school palace has a radius of 5000 miles, and the void is like a mirror.

The earth below is sinking and collapsing under the bright fist like the sun, stirring up smoke and dust all over the sky.

This is Ye Hao's last punch.

A punch that exhausts all life in the body.

Even if the strong man at the peak of heaven and man is faced with this punch, he will not be completely killed, but there will definitely be an unimaginable crisis of life and death.

Even the prospective emperor will not choose to fight hard under this fist seal.

And this is just physical strength.

It is also Ye Hao's last strength now.

Boom!

At this moment, the earth broke and the mountains and rivers sank. Everyone retreated far away and looked at the turbulent diffusion in the void with horror, like the terrible fist print of star explosion.

"How... How is it possible?"

"Isn't that guy Daoji ruined? How can such terrible power erupt?"

"This wild world is too evil..."

"Under this power, the golden black god son him..."

……

Looking at the distant sky, the constant explosion and boiling made the void tear out the fist print of a terrible black hole. All the extraterritorial Tianjiao felt their scalp numb, their faces changed wildly, and unspeakable fear and horror appeared in their eyes.

Because they really can't imagine that such a terrible force can erupt from a savage aborigine whose Daoji has been completely destroyed.

In the roar of people's minds and the horror of their hearts, no one noticed that Ye Hao, who blew out the third fist, kept his fist posture motionless at the moment, as if he had been emptied of all his strength, and his breath was like a dam that opened the gate.

WOW!

Ye Hao clenched his teeth, and his body trembled because of severe pain. At the moment, his flesh and blood were constantly tearing, and the red blood flowed like a *, dyeing him into a blood man in an instant.

The most shocking thing is that Ye Hao's face is getting older and older. There are visible wrinkles on his face. His black hair like ink seems to be stained with a layer of silver cream, which is very white and dazzling.

However, for his own changes, Ye Hao seemed to have expected for a long time. He didn't take a more look, but just stared at the place where the power was raging in the distance.

Dead?

This is Ye Hao's only worry now.

Because the three punches just now are his last means and all his strength.

At the moment, there was no power left in his flesh and blood, and even his vitality was dissipating at a very fast speed.

Because really speaking, this time Ye Hao returned to the southern region and chose to do it again. He has completely spared everything, even if he has a few Shouyuan.

I just want to stop another disaster for the Ye family and Jixia school palace.

After all, the disaster was caused by him in the final analysis.

Of course, although Ye Hao did everything this time, he was not even sure about the final result.

But how bad can it be?

Those three fists had exhausted the last remaining Qi and blood in Ye Hao's body. Even his Shouyuan was like a river pouring in those three fists.

After three fists, if the disaster of Ye family and Jixia school palace cannot be resolved.

Then there is only one method left.

Cause for effect.

Pay your debts with your life.

After all, everything starts because of him. In the end, it is more appropriate to understand everything with his life.

For all this, Ye Hao had already been prepared in his heart, so he didn't care about his injury and his rapidly aging appearance. He just stared at the place where the fist seal exploded in the distance and his strength was surging and boiling. A moment later, he didn't know why and sighed gently.

"He deserves to be on the list of the son of God."

Boom!

In Ye Hao's heart, he sighed and fell. In the void in the distance, in the center of the turbulent and boiling power storm, an earth shaking roar rang through, followed by a dazzling round, like the supreme figure of the brilliant sun.

Jinwu Shenzi!

He survived by fighting Ye Hao's three fists.

Seeing his figure, the trembling and uneasy foreign Tianjiao in the distance showed a deep excitement and ecstasy after the shock.

"The son of God is mighty!"

"Hahaha! The son of God is the son of God after all. How can a wild aborigine shake it!"

……

It's really that Ye Hao's three fists just now are too terrible. Even the strong at the peak of heaven and man may not be able to resist, which makes a lot of Tianjiao outside the country very uneasy. After all, if the former dies, their next fate will not be very good.

Fortunately, everything was just dangerous.

God's son, and the golden and black God's son who is listed in the Xinghai God's son list, will be defeated by three fists.

Of course, although Jinwu Shenzi never fell down and forced Ye Hao to shoulder his three fists, at the moment, he didn't have the arrogance he had just shown. His clothes were damaged, his face was slightly white, and even a wisp of pale gold blood was on the corners of his mouth.

The most frightening thing is that there are strands of cracks on Jinwu Shenzi's right fist, like knocked porcelain. Although it is not eye-catching, it is enough to startle everyone's eyes.

Because Ye Hao's last punch, as the blood of God, was naturally unwilling to be a sandbag in vain, so at the last moment, he also operated the power of Qi and blood in his body, blew it out and shook it with his fist.

But the final result is to set off a storm in the heart of Jinwu Shenzi, which has not been completely recovered so far.

You know, there are golden and black blood flowing in his body. He can really be called extraordinary. I'm afraid he can barely compete with the descendants of the legendary real dragon and Phoenix.

But this time, in a wild world, he was defeated by an Aboriginal who looked like a frog at the bottom of a well.

"OK, you're fine!"

As soon as I thought of this, the arrogant Jinwu Shenzi's face was never gloomy. A pair of narrow Phoenix eyes were full of cold and cold killing opportunities. In this way, he stared at the old Ye Hao, "it was really beyond the expectation of the Shenzi that a wild aborigine could come to this step with his body!"

"I have to admit that if your Daoji is still there, you may really be able to compete with the son of God."

Jinwu Shenzi's tone was somber, and his handsome face showed a palpitating coldness, "but the disabled person is a disabled person after all. Even if your Daoji is not destroyed, within 300 moves, the Shenzi is sure to crush you completely!"

"Of course, in the final analysis, it's just a dead man. You're really lucky that you look like this. Otherwise, if you fall into the hands of the son of God, your life will be worse than death!"