The golden giant palm, carrying a dazzling golden light, pressed up.

Above the shadow of the giant palm, countless inscriptions are condensed, and they fall from the nine heavens with Buddhist sounds.

People around them only saw a Buddha palm covering the entire universe. As for the laws and inscriptions contained in the Buddha palm, they could not see through them, and they could not understand them.

Eighty percent of the foundation of "Brahma Sheng Gong" is something that ordinary people can see through.

"It's this move again. The move of the Saint of Brahma has been broken by me. Can your palm be more powerful than the Saint of Brahmama?"

Han Zhan raised a slight sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, and his whole body was concentrated in his right fist.

After the violent Daoyuan condensed, his naked right arm turned into a laser-like arm.

A punch was blown out!

Shocking the world, crying ghosts and gods, and shook the past and the present.

The Great Horned God of War has become famous for tens of thousands of years, but it is not a false reputation.

There are only a handful of people who can stop this punch.

Ye Xiong smiled slightly, and the next moment, he vomited his lips slightly.

No one knew what he was saying, or he didn't say anything at all, just opened his mouth unintentionally.

"The scoundrel shakes the tree, the mantis arm blocks the car, overestimates his ability, A Ti."

Han Zhan suddenly discovered that such words came from his ears.

These few short words were like thunder thunder, exploding in his ears.

"Not good, sonic attack."

Han Zhan quickly closed his six consciousnesses to prevent the invasion of the Fanyin, which would affect his state of mind.

"You will definitely lose, surrender obediently, and you can still save your life."

The Buddha's voice, like a thunderous explosion, continued to ring.

"This is not a sound wave, this is a soul curse."

Han Zhan's face changed drastically. After the six consciousnesses were sealed, the sound was still like a curse and could not be removed. Only the soul curse could do it.

Suddenly, his energy stagnated.

"I can't help but affect me if I just soul curse." Han Zhan roared.

I use my own voice to impact my soul, hoping to digest the influence of the other party’s Buddhist mantra on me.

The soul Buddha mantra continues to arise in the depths of his soul.

At the same time, the huge Buddha palm condensed in the air was pressed down hard.

The indescribable waves exploded in mid-air.

Shock waves destroy the world, and no one dares to get within 100,000 miles.

Rumble!

The two of them were shocked.

Ye Xiong only withdrew a few thousand meters, and the Korean War was shaken away tens of thousands of meters, and then he barely gained his foothold.

In this battle, Ye Xiong won the game completely.

All the spectators around were shocked.

They could hardly believe their eyes.

The dignified Big Horned God of War was at a disadvantage under the confrontation of vitality.

How is that possible?

"I understand now that you are no match for the Saint of Brahma, so you must have used vulgar means." Ye Xiong stretched out a finger, shook it, and sneered: "You are far from it."

"Just one move, the winner is still far from the outcome."

The Big Horned God of War was furious, his arms were shaking, and the surging energy on his body seemed to be completely ignited.

The word "God of War" is not vague!

Is it possible that I can be named the God of War in the Imperial City and the most powerful galaxy in the Holy Realm?

This is the reputation of blood, this is the reputation obtained by accepting endless challenges.

From the moment he became the Great Horned God of War, Korean War endured countless challenges, and everyone wanted to defeat him and take his place.

As a result, the other party has only two consequences, one is death and the other is remnant.

The most important thing is that the Korean War has been appointed by the ancestor as one of the three people for 50,000 years, and he now represents the holy realm.

Ye Xiong came from the God Realm, representing that he is the God Realm.

In this battle, he can only win, not lose.

"Beast breaks the fist."

A loud roar sounded across the sky and earth, and was deafening.

The spectators around were shocked by the roar, making their ears buzz. Those with weak power even became deaf in their ears and bleeding from seven holes.

The crowd then realized that they had underestimated the fluctuations of their combat power, and they retreated one after another and left the center of the battle.

This is the most peak battle among the six realms except the Heavenly Way.

Beast Breaking Fist, the top magical power in the holy world.

Only moving forward and not retreating are magical powers that only attack but not defend.

In an instant.

A war god totem appeared above Han Zhan’s head.

Majestic and white light shining.

kill!

Two fists are blowing together!

With the momentum of thousands of beasts and the light of both fists, thousands of ferocious beasts were transformed into, with ferocious fangs, and they wanted to swallow Ye Xiong.

Ye Xiong put his palms together, and the appearance of Nirvana Holy Body appeared on the top of his head.

The Dharma Image has closed eyes, pious and solemn.

The arms transformed into two, four, four, eight, and eight.

Sixteen golden arms formed a circle in front of him.

"A Ti!"

Suddenly!

The Dharma image has one eye and emits a golden light.

Sixteen palms, push them together!

"The Great Brahma Prajna Palm!"

The Great Brahma Prajna Palm is a supernatural power that Ye Xiong learned a long time ago, and the grade is not high.

At that time, his Brahma Saint's skills were only four and five levels.

However, it is now eighth floor.

Great wisdom is like foolishness, great skill is like clumsy.

The Buddhist foundation of vitality reaches a certain level and can surpass moves. Every move is full of power to destroy the world.

This is the magical power of Buddhism.

Being virtuous and carrying things, the moves are no longer important!

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!

The continuous big explosions were heard, and the earth were deafening.

The sky is fading, the universe is sad, the space collapses, and a storm suddenly arises.

The only image in front of me was left with light and shadow, and then nothing existed.

The big explosion continued.

It lasted for more than ten minutes.

Everyone knew that the two were continuing to fight, but they couldn't see clearly.

"Korean Zhan, I understand it thoroughly. Even if you are worthy of being the opponent of Saint Brahma, you don't deserve it if you help him carry his shoes."

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden hand covering the entire sky arose in the air, like the Five Fingers Mountain.

"Who said he was not worthy?" Korean Zhan yelled, and instead of retreating, he advanced.

“I said it.”
To be continued...