Chapter 2643

It is impossible to explain the horror of this hand.

But he firmly believed that if he was caught by this hand, his body would turn into flesh and die completely.

The power of the present end Yan has completely connected heaven and earth, space and heaven and earth.

He can affect the whole space as long as he is willing to.

The white night glared at the palm of his hand, and felt that his whole strength was pressed back by this fist...

too strong!

But he never gave up, and he didn't want to wait for death!

Between the electric light and flint, the white night suddenly yells and starts the supreme coming rhyme.

Bang!

Behind him, there appeared a terrible shadow of the sword God, which buckled the sword and chopped fiercely towards the end.

"Well?"

Finally Yan eyebrow a frown, but did not stop.

In an instant.

Whew!

In the end, Yan's hand was directly cut off.

Blood spatter.

However, the severed hand did not stop, instead, it continued to move forward.

Day night breathing stun shudder, want to dodge, but it is too late.

Bang!

Then see the broken hand like a shell in general, hard hit in the chest of the white night.

All of a sudden, the chest of the white night is like a whirlpool, all the flesh and blood are twisted. With the fist broken, the person also flies backward, bumping into the ruins not far away, splashing a lot of dust and fire.

"What?"

The world trembled.

All of us are incredible.

The power of the blow was so terrible.

This is the ultimate strength?

"Dragon master!"

Countless people shudder.

"White night?"

Luochanu also can't help looking at that, full of worry.

It is to see the white night lying on the ground, hard to get up, mouth constantly spit blood, the appearance is to be more miserable.

As for his chest, it was all flesh and blood.

The chest has been completely twisted and torn, and all the visceral bones have been broken.

And... From the position, the area where he was injured is the area where the spirit of heaven is located!

Although the blow did not pierce the body of the white night, such a ferocious wound, not to say, destroyed the spirit of heaven, but it would certainly cause serious damage to the soul.

The spirit of heaven is the foundation for a soul warrior to maintain the battle!

The spirit of heaven is wounded... No matter how fierce the soul is, it can't continue to fight.

Around the people staring at, everyone's expression has become complicated.

The people of the dark Dynasty were all cheering and shouting the name of Zhongyan.

And at the end of the white night there was a cry.

"The spirit of heaven has been damaged... Defeated! It's a failure

"My God, what magic weapon has been used! Why is it so terrible? "

"His tactics are too powerful! It is impossible for us to fight with such means! "

"Why don't you use Hongbing?? What's the matter with him? "

"Idiot, in that case, even if you use Hongbing, you may not be able to win... Do you think the white night Lord has a chance to use Hongbing?"

"I think he's just angry, so he doesn't need Hongbing..."

many people murmured, discussed, panicked and uneasy.

There were even falling troops shouting and cursing.

They were too disappointed with the performance of white night.

In their opinion, if white night loses, they can't live! Since they can't live, they don't have so many worries.

"White night, I think you'd better use Hongbing! Otherwise, you are not my opponent at all. As I said, you rely too much on Hongbing. If you don't use Hongbing, you are nothing! " The end Yan light says, and that breaks the hand place to spread the bursts of green light, the broken arm with the naked eye visible speed grew up again.

"But... I didn't lose..."

at this time, the white night lying on the ground suddenly said in a hoarse and weak voice.

"Must I kill you before you accept the fact that you lost?" Finally Yan shook his head and said.

"It's just skin injuries... How can you lose?"

Said the white night.

All of a sudden, his body burst out of strange snow.

Xuemang life, his broken chest suddenly light up again.

It was the light of the soul.

Under these bright packages, white night's body was healing rapidly at the speed visible to the naked eye...

in the blink of an eye, his body recovered as before, and all the depressions and cracks in his chest were healed...

"what?"Everyone is dumbfounded.

Finally Yan also coagulates the double eyes, stares at the white night.

After a moment, he realized something and said coldly, "you have transferred the soul of heaven?"

"Yes."

The white night put away the broken hand which was still stuck in the chest and said calmly: "I didn't expect that your broken hand can have such great power. Fortunately, I can transfer the soul of heaven fast enough. At that critical moment, I let all my spirits condense in my abdomen and avoid your attack. So even if your attack is fierce, it is just skin to me Flesh wound, you can't kill me with one blow, then I can heal in a very short time, no matter how many wounds I have

"The type of recovery you have, the spirit of heaven can't give you this ability. I think... You must have an extraordinary magic weapon for recovery?" At the end of the day.

White night nodded.

I guess it's right.

Under the circumstances just now, he urged the snow God clothes on his body.

He wore it all the time, but because it was invisible and transparent, many people didn't notice it.

In this case, even if the white night does not urge the soul of heaven, it can also rely on this magic weapon to heal the body.

"Good! Good! If you were killed by one blow, I would be bored. In that case, let's come again! "

Finally Yan drink shout, hands together, and then toward the white night across the air a wave: "kill the day!"

Roaring...

above the sky, a huge shadow of a deity suddenly appeared.

The shadow is so long that it stands on the edge of the dark Dynasty.

The whole dark Dynasty was like a toy in front of him.

The white night looked there.

However, seeing the God holding the sword in both hands, the sword tip pointed at him, and stabbed down fiercely...

boom...

the air waves caused by the huge long sword were overwhelming and distorted the void.

This sword, I'm afraid, is to penetrate the earth...

all the people are scared to retreat, full of fear.

The power of Gaitian fell suddenly, as if the dark dynasty would be torn apart by this sword.

The white night gazed at the fallen sword, motionless.

"Won't you use Hong Bing yet?"

Finally Yan maintained the sword of God, and drank it coldly.

White night silent, staring at the falling huge sword, suddenly jump, toward the long sword.

"Want to fight the blow head on?" Finally, the breath is slightly tight.

He didn't use Hongbing, but existed as emperor of Jin Dynasty www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!