No one really thinks I'm a master, right?

Chapter 246 The Strongest Punch

Ferrero's mana was at its peak. Although he was the incarnation of a ray of will from the upper realm, he was far beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators in the realm of the gods. The strength of the six senses crushed everything.

However, in his perception, this middle-aged swordsman did not cause the slightest danger to himself, nor did he bring the slightest oppression, and even his cultivation base was still weak and almost negligible. What a bad look, retreating so far one by one?
Looking left and right, those fellows of Gaffire escaped far away, and he was left to confront the middle-aged swordsman in the audience.

Ferrero: "What should I do, or should I take two steps back?"

"Huh? Something's wrong. Something's wrong with this middle-aged uncle. I am the war general of the God of Heaven, the four-winged battle angel Ferrero. How can I be afraid of a mere mortal? It's so dangerous, so dangerous, and I'm almost going to make a fool of myself."

Ferrero's brow was covered with cold sweat, and he suddenly released a terrifying divine power to lock the middle-aged swordsman firmly.

Generally, when monks confront enemies, as long as they are locked by the opponent's energy or spiritual consciousness, it is basically a precursor to attack. The locked monk must be as if facing a big enemy, with hairs on his hair, and his nerves are tense and ready to fight at any time.

So if a monk suddenly locks on a certain monk, that person must have a more conspicuous reaction like a wild cat with its hair blown, not to mention the real power from the upper realm.

However, the spring breeze blows, and the wind blows the hills.

Jian Wuya is still Jian Wuya, with his eyes still closed, he doesn't care, it seems that he is not the one locked by the divine power, even the few deities behind him have goosebumps, the four-winged angel is obviously a monk behind them Above all, none of the few people present is an opponent if they fight alone, unless they use desperate magical powers that damage the foundation or join forces against the enemy to have a chance.

So this made Ferrero even more puzzled. Obviously, the strong men behind the middle-aged swordsman had obvious reactions. How could he be like a wooden man and ignore his mighty power?

"Is it just playing tricks, or is it really stronger than my current strength?"

"No, we can't wait any longer. This is a great summoning spell cast by the divine servant Garfield in the lower world with the help of a sacred weapon. It cannot last long, and the sacred weapon will also cause a lot of damage. We can't waste any more time. Go ahead, go ahead and fuck him. , can’t we just run away if we can’t fight?”

"Buzz!"

The four-winged battle angel Ferrero grabbed the void with his big hand, and a golden long sword jumped out of his palm.

Unexpectedly, Jian Wuya suddenly opened his eyes at this time, and Ferrero could no longer suppress the fear in his heart, and disappeared in place with a "crash", appearing a thousand meters away behind Amaterasu Dalou and others.

"you lose!"

"Who? Who do you think lost?"

Ferrero was stunned, his eyes widened, and he seemed to think he had heard wrong.

He took a step forward, separated Gafire, Amaterasu and others who were staring at him dumbfounded, and asked incredulously.

Jian Wuya swept him indifferently, looking up at the void of the nine heavens: "You, just now fought with me in the consciousness space, even though you tried your best, you were killed by a sword in the end, so you lost."

Ferrero:"......"

Yi Fan: "..."

Cultivators: "..."

Qingniu was a little embarrassed: "Xiaofan, dare to ask, what kind of supernatural power is this move of consciousness space by Senior Wuya? Why did the old man hear about me?"

Yi Fan stared at the senior brother's back, and said with a sense of comprehension: "This kind of state has freed the sport of fighting from the shackles of fighting skills, and advanced to the highest state of the spiritual level. I don't understand, I don't understand. My state It's too low, I really can't understand it!"

"hiss!"

Spiritual battle?
Qingniu is dumbfounded!

The great Huashen were also dumbfounded!
Only Ferrero's eyeballs bulged, as if remembering something.

The great God, the only righteous God in the world, when he led them to fight against the heretics in ancient times, God once killed countless enemies without making a single move, scaring the heretics into fear, and suddenly collapsed and fled. Set up the victory.

Could it be that mortals in this lower realm can also perform such divine arts?

No, no!
There is absolutely no such possibility.

God is God and He is man!

God is the god of gods, the supreme god, no one's brilliance is more brilliant than him, no one's glory is more brilliant than him, and who is this middle-aged swordsman?People, ordinary mortals in the lower realm, are at best just stronger monks, how could they be qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with the masters of the upper realm?

"He's bluffing me!"

"Yeah, it must be like this. How can I be scared off by ants like you!"

"Fight it, I will do it for you!"

Holding the golden sword in his arms, Ferrero suddenly curled up into a ball like a newborn baby. At the same time, his four wings burst out with dazzling golden light, and slowly closed, wrapping him tightly inside.

At the same time, a voice that seemed to come from the great god of the sky spread incomparably huge.

"God said that all heretics are destined to be destroyed, all heretics who disrespect God must be executed, ugly mortal, you have violated the glory of God, on behalf of God, I betray you to death!"

"Divine art, purify, world, wash away all sins with God's eternal brilliance!"

Jian Wuya calmly said, "Yes, that's right, if I strike with the sword, you will die."

"Brother, be careful!"

An incomparably bright golden light rushed over in the blink of an eye, as if the sun had fallen to the ground.

Yi Fan's nerves were tense to the extreme, and he watched the golden light getting closer and closer, but the senior brother was still standing there like a towering mountain that cannot be knocked down, with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance, turning a blind eye to the terrifying golden light.

The moment the golden light was about to hit Jian Wuya's chest, a figure suddenly blocked in front of him, and at the same time, his tongue burst into thunder, and he shouted: "Three thousand gods, Shattering Wushuang, open it!"

"hold head high!"

The screams of the gods resounded throughout the world, and an ancient giant elephant suddenly appeared in the void behind Yi Fan, and waves of ancient aura from the prehistoric times rushed towards his face.

Yi Fan punched out, and a wave of vigor visible to the naked eye struck out with a force of destruction. The seemingly invincible golden light immediately collapsed as if it had met a nemesis, and was instantly beaten into nothingness by the violent vigor. The strength still does not dissipate, tearing the earth, setting off the sea, and blasting the void along the way. . . . . .

Ferrero, Gaffire, Amaterasu, Evil Buddha and other powerful evil gods had no time to react, they were wrapped up by the indescribable power and hit the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

I don't know how long it took, the smoke and dust in the sky cleared away, and after the energy passed, there was nothingness, the huge islands and temples no longer existed, and in front of it was a seabed chasm that could not be closed for a long time, stretching endlessly to the horizon, and the sky was already a blue sky. Like washing, there is no cloud.

Yi Fan's punch is the first time he has gone all out since he completed the "Shen Xiang Prison Strength", and it is the first time that he has unreservedly consumed the mana stored in more than 3000 cell particles in his body plus the mighty power of his body. An empty, punched out.

With this punch, half of the small island was completely wiped out, the bottomless gap was bottomless, and the thousands of feet of waves on both sides could not be suppressed for a long time. Is this really caused by me?

Yi Fan was stunned by his punch.

(End of this chapter)