Chapter 972 The true strength of Grandmaster Yuan!

From Zhao Fang to perform the Ice Age.

He went to the clone of the Grandmaster Yuan in the hall to send off Zhao Zhanling Youyue and his wife, and killed five clones of the red robe, white robe, green robe, green robe, yellow robe.

All of this is just a moment.

Even Grandmaster Yuan himself probably didn't expect it.

Originally, the seven clones were released together to trap Zhao Fang, but Zhao Fang slaughtered five clones in a row.

It's really a shame and humiliation!

certainly.

This is mainly because Grandmaster Yuan underestimates the enemy too much.

Or, it was too ostentatious and summoned seven clones, but they didn't use any birds, and they all gave away free blood.

In addition to underestimating Zhao Fang, if they were not greedy for merit and made progress, they all appeared in the heavenly realm, but were in the areas they refine, even if Zhao Fang had a blatant combat power, it would not be easy to kill them.

"Damn little bastard!"

The black master Yuan looked at the broken body, and the purple-robed master Yuan, who was unable to save him, was so angry that he trembled all over!

He never dreamed that the seven clones came out together, not only failed to deal with Zhao Fang, but instead tied up with six clones.

This is a huge blow to the Grandmaster Yuan, who has worked hard to condense his clones!

"Don't worry, it's your turn next!"

Zhao Fang held the God-killing Spear and walked step by step towards the Black Grandmaster Yuan.

His pace was slow, but as he took every step, his aura would be strong.

Even when Black Grandmaster Yuan saw it, his face changed drastically.

"This is the Heavenly Realm. I am the Lord of the Heavenly Realm. I am the Lord. You can't kill me!"

Black Grandmaster Yuan roars.

Zhao Fang didn't say anything, but just slapped Yang's God-killing Spear, which was still bleeding, and a sarcastic curve appeared on the corner of his lips.

The black grandmaster Yuan's face turned blue and white, and finally turned red.

"Little beast, do you really think this palace lord can't kill you?"

As he growled, the black master Yuan Xu grabbed his hand wildly, and the earth around him wriggled like a blanket, twisted like a snake, turning into huge soft whips, bombarding Zhao Fang together.

Mobilize the great power of the Tiandi!

Zhao Fang's eyes were slightly solemn, but his expression was still as plain as usual.

Whenever the attack is about to come, he will step back and dodge.

Not head-on with Black Grandmaster Yuan!

"How come this little bastard has such a brilliant body technique?"

Grandmaster Yuan stared at his eyes, never expecting that Zhao Fang not only had a strange combat power, but his body movement was even slippery as a loach.

Slide without restraining!

Even if he blocks it with the power of space, the other party will notice it in advance, and then break through ten times with one force and completely collapse!

The more you fight, the more you are, the more shocked the Black Grandmaster Yuan is.

He thought that Zhao Fang was relying on sneak attacks to kill his clone. If he had a normal fight, he would have been able to ravage Zhao Fang to death.

However.

After this series of battles, Black Grandmaster Yuan didn't dare to think so anymore!

Zhao Fang’s combat power is too weird and too powerful!

Even if you don’t need to attack and fight normally, you will not be his opponent if you don’t call on the power of the heavenly realm.

After understanding this, the black grandmaster Yuan's face became extremely ugly.

"What? Are you just the means?"

Zhao Fang slapped the earth pillar that followed him and bombarded him with a palm. As the dust flew, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Grandmaster Yuan.

"Don't be arrogant!"

This statement does not come from the mouth of the black master Yuan.

Instead, it appears out of thin air and echoes throughout the heavenly realm.

"Um?"

Zhao Fang's eyes froze and he looked around with caution, "Old dog, are you finally willing to use me?"

"You can force me to take the initiative to use me, even if you die, you can have no regrets!"

The voice was still cold.

But immediately afterwards.

The sky of the entire heavenly realm was twisted instantly.

Just like the sea, among the ripples, a clear and loud sound of footsteps sounded in the hearts of everyone in the sky.

Da da da da da~~

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, becoming more and more rapid, like raindrops and war drums, which made many people thrill blood.

There are also some people whose bodies are not under their control, they choke their throats tightly, and eventually stare at their eyes, their faces are purple and dead!

Zhao Fang was not feeling well either.

However, compared to others, he is the easiest.

"Boom!"

The footsteps sounded to the end and turned into continuous lightning and thunder.

Thunder sounded, and countless thunder lines entangled and surrounded each other, condensing a throne of thunder.

Above it, there was a figure wearing an eight-color Taoist robe with a blurred face but an unusually tall figure.

Although the aura emitted by the figure was unfathomable.

But Zhao Fang could still see at a glance the true face of the other party's vague face.

Grandmaster Yuan!

"I!" After seeing the old man with eight-color Taoist robe, the black master Yuan hurriedly shouted respectfully.

"Yes." The eight-color Taoist robe master Yuan nodded lightly and pointed at the black master Yuan casually.

Bang!

The body of the black master Yuan exploded instantly.

A residual soul flew out of the black master Yuan's body that exploded and rushed into the eight-color Taoist robe master Yuan.

Later.

He pointed at the purple-robed master Yuan.

The purple-robed master Yuan is like the black-robed master Yuan, and it explodes immediately and the soul returns to its position!

At the same time.

The remnant gods who had originally dissipated from heaven and earth also returned to their positions with the eight-color Taoist master Yuan Xu's hand!

The eight souls returned to their positions, and the breath of the Grandmaster Yuan reached its limit and had already climbed to the threshold of the Divine Martial Realm.

Zhao Fang narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the top of Grandmaster Yuan's head, the red and purple BOSS logo.

"That's right... this is the real body!"

Zhao Fang held the God-killing Spear tightly, and while breathing a sigh of relief, his mind slightly condensed.

"You have such combat power at such an age, and you are so amazing. It would be a pity to kill it like this."

Grandmaster Yuan looked at Zhao Fang indifferently, with an extremely arrogant attitude, like a giant dragon looking down at an ant, full of a sense of being above.

"I will give you a chance to hand over the core of the wasteland and the secret method of refining the wasteland. I will not care about it. If you slaughter my clone, you can even accept you as your disciple, so that you can become my palace.

The strongest general under the master's seat!"

Zhao Fang immediately sneered, "Did you not wake up? I just beaten up like a dog from a broken family, but now I want to accept me as my disciple. Who can give you the courage?"

"ignorance!"

Grandmaster Yuan's voice was indifferent, "Do you really think that the eight clones just now are the real strength of my palace master? Well, let me see the true strength of my palace master after refining the eight domains!"

After the words were finished, Grandmaster Yuan pressed his hand casually.

Rumble~~

The sky in the sky seemed to be controlled by some rules, but it fell rapidly and crushed Zhao Fang.

At the same time, the earth exuded a strong suction force, holding Zhao Fang in place.

Zhao Fang's expression changed drastically!

He could feel that it was not the illusory sky, but the real sky falling. The feeling of heaviness contained in it was like a small star, hitting towards him!

Bang bang bang ~~

The moment he touched Zhao Fang, Zhao Fang's body made a blast, and the corners of his mouth, nose, eyes and torn skin were bleeding wildly.
Chapter completed!