With one sword, the tyrannical fist hit the Fang Xingjian, and on the other side, the latter had already launched the Sword of the Void and stepped into the gap in the space.

But the equally violent will of martial arts fell down, and a terrifying spiritual tsunami rushed towards him, filling every inch of the gap in the space. Endless wave of information came, as if it was about to completely burst Fang Xingjian's brain.

But in the face of this terrible attack, Fang Xingjian slashed out the fourth sword of the God-Slaying Sword "Wujian" with one sword.

'Your martial arts will, in terms of quantity, is more than Lei Emperor and Li Shuanghua combined, but in terms of quality, it is just a piece of the spirits of you swallowing countless others.'

A move of "Wujian" slashed out from the gap in space, directly dividing the phantom that was more than 100 meters high into two. The number was complex like a tsunami. In front of Fang Xingjian's sword, it was cut into pieces as if it was butter from a knife, leaving only a ball of black light at the core, a martial arts will that truly belonged to tyrannical.

roar!

The heavy mental blow made the tyrannical scream, and in a furious manner, his muscles swelled again, and his whole body had turned into a black giant more than ten meters high, sinking his shoulders, dropping his elbows, and punching him out. The force rose from his feet, directly penetrated his whole body, and under the addition of muscles that twisted like a tyrannosaurus, his strength was magnified wildly.

With one punch, the mountains and rivers almost changed color, and the clouds in the entire Shahara Desert were swept away. The weather in Africa changed rapidly, and a terrifying sandstorm swept across the entire desert.

On the border of the Sahara Desert, in a small city, the originally clear sky suddenly became dark. Countless pedestrians stopped and looked at the sweeping sandstorm, screaming and fleeing.

In the next few dozen minutes, the entire city was flooded by a sand city storm.

In the northern Egypt, all airports were urgently stopped, and huge sandstorms raged wildly throughout the North African continent in the next week.

But this was enough to cause a magnitude seven or even magnitude eight earthquake that affected the entire North Africa, but it was directly split in front of Fang Xingjian, starting with the fist. The violent wrists, arms, elbows, and shoulders were cut into the left and right sides in one breath.

The huge arms, five meters high and weighing dozens of tons, hit the ground like a building. With a violent roar, another fist had been blasted out again.

Amid the dull roar, Fang Xingjian could even sense that many atomic molecules were broken, and a trace of light radiation and explosion came with a violent fist.

This is actually a phenomenon that is achieved with pure physical strength. How terrifying is this physical strength?

Unfortunately, it was still useless. The sword of Wujian swept across the sky, and the tyrannical foot was more than five meters long. The other arm, which was more than two meters thick, flew out directly, hitting the ground, sweeping the yellow sand all over the sky.

The surrounding spectators began to retreat wildly. Compared with the battle between Li Shuanghua and Fang Xingjian, the tyranny of all efforts was like a natural disaster-making machine. The unscrupulous punch force made him create a terrifying sandstorm and hurricane.

"Escape!"

"The tornado is coming."

"Damn, our car overturned."

“Where is the guide?”

The next moment, sand and dust over a thousand meters high rushed over like a tsunami, and everyone was stunned.

"Hurry...Escape!!!"

On the battlefield, millions of light-chasing waves rushed towards the tyranny like a tide. The latter was completely submerged for a full second. When he appeared again, the black skin on his body was stripped away. Only countless muscles and blood vessels were exposed, and he lay down on the ground half-dead.

The tyrannical roared: "Fang Xingjian, you must die a good death! Do you want to start a full war with us?"

Fang Xingjian did not answer him, but just swept him lightly. The sword intent of death directly hit the tyrannical head. Fang Xingjian's voice sounded in his mind: "Say one more word, kill the whole clan of you."

The tyrannical face turned red and his whole body was trembling with anger, but under the true sword of death, he couldn't say a word.

Because he knew Fang Xingjian was not joking, once he said another word, the other party would really kill his whole family.

The tyranny was temporarily abolished. Fang Xingjian's eyes absorbed countless light waves and directly looked at the Thunder Emperor dozens of kilometers away.

The broken alloy armor on the latter was carrying plasma tail flames at this moment, and the blue plasma sprayed out as if it was free.

He flew towards the east like a meteor. As soon as Fang Xingjian took a look, he had been more than 60 kilometers away from Fang Xingjian and was still accelerating.

If tyranny is a power player, then Thunder Emperor is a highly mobile and powerful man who is good at ultra-long-range combat.

And now, the Thunder Emperor is going to escape directly to the Demon City and to the Miracle World.

Facing the Thunder Emperor who wanted to escape, Fang Xingjian's body flashed and had already arrived behind Tyrant. After one percent of the information exchange, Tyrant had already covered Fang Xingjian's body. In an instant, 1,440 specialty seeds on his body rose into the sky, and a stream of physical strength collapsed in his body like a river in the Yangtze River.

The next moment, Fang Xingjian squatted down suddenly, with a loud bang, and the sand under his feet seemed to be hit by an invisible giant palm, and the radius of 100 meters suddenly fell to two meters deep.

Then the power of Fang Xingjian's legs exploded like a bomb, and thousands of yellow sand soared into the sky, forming another sandstorm that spread to dozens of kilometers. He was already like a rocket, but rushed out at a speed far beyond the rocket.

At the extreme speed, everything seemed to be still, birds were stagnant, sand and dust were frozen, and the air hit the face like cement.

The long sword of Fang Xing Sword was stabbed out, and the "Wujian" sword was activated. The air in front of him was cut open one by one, slashing out a vacuum corridor, killing all the air resistance.

At Fang Xingjian's feet, every step he took, he directly blew the air, shocking hundreds of miles. Waves of air swept in all directions, some rolled up yellow sand, some destroyed mountains and rocks, and some caused clear sky.

With all his strength, Fang Xingjian's speed instantly reached an extreme. His whole body paused slightly, and he had already rushed to more than 30 kilometers away. After a few more dodgings, he had already arrived more than 50 kilometers away.

The Thunder Emperor's mind was completely filled with horror at this moment.

‘Strong…invincible…’

‘How could there be such a terrifying sword technique in this world?’

‘Fortunately I escaped, I had to leave the earth immediately. Only by escaping to the world of miracles, where I can use the power of the evil gods to get rid of the Fangxing Sword.’

The power of the evil god on Earth is too weak. Only in the world of miracles can demon-patterned warriors or wizards fight with the power of the evil gods.

Just as the Thunder Emperor was thinking this way, Didi's alarm kept ringing from the alloy armor, and on the screen of the helmet, a red dot caught up with the electronic map at an unimaginable speed. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!