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Chapter 820

Words:1917Update:22/07/01 11:42:14

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Just as everyone thought that Fang Xingjian had been crushed to death by the Evil God Tribe's warrior with a single punch, a pure white palm was already gently placed on the Evil God Tribe's warrior's shoulder.

Fang Xingjian's mouth was next to the Evil God Tribe's warrior's ear, and he said softly, "You seem to be very afraid of me?"

"Afraid of you?" The Evil God Tribe's warrior let out a cold laugh, turned around, and punched out. Its superluminal fist could shatter any physical matter or even space.

Even if it were to be engulfed by the Black Mage King, it would still be able to break out from its body with this attack.

This was a powerful and ultimate technique that could only be performed after one had a great understanding of the space-time structure, the earth, and the astral forces. It was a move that no one in the entire Miracle World had been able to perform.

However, right now, a pure white palm was gently grabbing onto its fist.

Fang Xingjian's voice once again rang out softly in its ear, "Let me see what you're afraid of."

In that instant, the Evil God Tribe's warrior's terror seemed to have been triggered.

Its body trembled fiercely as it looked at the man who had easily grabbed onto its fist. It looked at the demonic and god-like figure that was wrapped up in a myriad of silver light that once again appeared before it. An extremely terrified expression appeared in its eyes.

"Li Anping!

"It's really you!"

Right now, the Evil God Tribe's warrior seemed to be agitated, infuriated, and terrified. Its entire body was trembling as if it had met its natural enemy.

The Enraged Intent that encompassed its entire body burst out fiercely once again, and streams of crimson red flames soared into the sky. It was as if a solar flare had erupted.

"Li Anping!

"I'm not afraid of you!

"You've sealed us for 100,000 years, but aren't we still out now?!"

Roar!

Mutated Martial Style — Nine Lifetimes Vengeance Slaying Demonic God.

The entire space where the ritual was seemed to tremble intensely. Wherever the Enraged Intent passed by, the layers of space would shatter incessantly. The end of each stream of flames seemed to have turned into a crimson red fist.

At the next moment, a myriad of fists smashed out fiercely toward where Fang Xingjian was.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Wherever one's eyes could see, the entire space was covered by densely-packed fist shadows. The entire space was like a rag that was being torn apart again and again.

"Li! Ann! Level! "

The Evil God Tribe's warrior opened its mouth abruptly, and crimson red light gushed out from its mouth. It was the power bestowed by the red evil god, a terrifying prowess that could wipe out Earth in an instant. Due to its previous meritorious service, the Evil God Tribe's warrior had been bestowed this power into its body. Right now, it did not hold back at all.

At this moment, the Evil God Tribe's warrior was filled with a spirit of facing death with equanimity. It was like a warrior who clearly knew that he was no match for his opponent but still wanted to fight with his life on the line, hoping to obtain a slim chance of survival.

He attacked with all his might, forgetting about life and death.

The attack bestowed by the Red Evil God was his greatest trump card.

The crimson light instantly covered Fang Xingjian and the sky behind him, instantly turning half of the space where the ritual took place into chaos.

However, under the horrified gaze of the Evil God Tribe's warrior, regardless of whether it was the myriad of light speed fists or the final attack bestowed by the red evil god, they were all unable to do anything to that figure.

The figure that was encompassed by the silver light was like an ancient existence that had existed before the world had been created. Regardless of whether the universe was destroyed, space was shattered, or everything in the world was withering, they were all unable to do anything to him.

In everyone's eyes, Fang Xingjian was still Fang Xingjian. There was no man who was covered in silver light. This was the fear that the Evil God Tribe's warrior felt.

In everyone's eyes, the entire process was just that the Evil God Tribe's warrior had suddenly attacked. Moreover, the moment it attacked, its power was several tens or even over 100 times stronger than before. It instantly shattered space, tore apart the sky, and turned half of the small world into chaos.

The four Mage Kings had joined forces to drag the entire Imperial Capital into a small world that was independent from Miracle World. This small world was a small world with a range of several tens of kilometers.

This was a space that the Mage Kings had unintentionally found several thousand years ago. It was unknown whether it had been opened up by some powerful existence in the multivariate universe, but it was later abandoned.

After the Mage Association discovered it, they had only treated this place as a place of refuge or a warehouse.

This time around, for the sake of the evil god summoning ritual, they had set the summoning location here. They could attack or retreat as they pleased. Even if they were to fail, they could still retreat back to Miracle World.

However, at this moment, under the violent attacks of the Evil God Tribe's warrior, half of the space on the side where Fang Xingjian was was torn into dust. It was like half of a painting had been torn off. Half of the space from the ground to the ground had disappeared, and the other half was in a state of chaos. There was no space, no time, and it was as if there was no matter at all.

The half that was in perfect condition also started to break down and dissipate from the moment it came into contact with the chaos, once again returning to chaos.

In almost an instant, the entire small world had been destroyed. How terrifying was this power?

However, if the power displayed by the Evil God Tribe's warrior could be said to have astonished everyone, then what Fang Xingjian had displayed was inexplicable.

It was because right before everyone's eyes, Fang Xingjian received the other party's attacks unscathed, allowing the several ten thousand superluminal punches to hit his body, allowing the crimson light cannons to drown his body.

His body was like the most perfect conjured physique in the world. Every single fiber of his body emitted a faint fluorescent light, and no matter what kind of attacks landed on his body, they were unable to shake his body in the slightest.

Even the destruction of the world and the shattering of space were unable to harm his conjured physique.

He just stood there in the chaotic space, and all the chaos was unable to invade his body in the slightest.

At the next moment, something even more unacceptable happened. Fang Xingjian stretched out his hand and then pressed down with a backhand. The chaos stabilized and started to turn back into space-time.

It was as if time had been reversed. First, all the chaotic energies turned back into space-time, and then all the microscopic particles once again formed streets, cities, and remnants.

With a flip of his hand, it was as if the wind, water, earth, and fire had been stabilized, and the small world once again returned to its original state.

Yue Shan looked at Fang Xingjian who was in the sky in a daze. His mind was completely blank.

Charlot, Yue Xianru, and Clayde, who were next to him, all had their eyes wide open as if they were going to pop out from their sockets.

"Impossible!" The First Prince let out an explosive bellow, looking at the miracle in the sky in disbelief. He bellowed in his heart, 'Impossible! How can Fang Xingjian be this strong? Even tier seven or eight of the Divine level shouldn't be this strong! '

He appeared to be in a deranged and dazed state, as if his will had been completely crushed. He dropped to the ground with a dazed look in his eyes.

The Black Mage King glared furiously at Fang Xingjian, who was in the sky. He could not help but curse, "F * ck."

Fang Xingchen's mouth was agape, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

The Gold Mage King was the only one who frowned, and there seemed to be a perplexed look in his eyes.

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