The most powerful villain in the heavens

Now anyone with a discerning eye can see that the strength of the Son of Heaven cannot be underestimated.

"Yang Dingtian, I really have you, the Holy Son really won." Bai Ling'er smiled delicately, showing a pair of small canine teeth, very happy.

"Yuwentian will definitely win, I'm not worried about that at all." Yang Dingtian murmured behind him: "Actually, I'm only happy when he loses."

"What did you say?" Bai Ling'er suddenly raised her voice.

"No, it's nothing." Yang Dingtian immediately said: "Although we don't live up to expectations, it is enough to have the Holy Son. I think Yuwentian alone can support the Cangtian Sect."

"Hmph, that's pretty much the same." Bai Ling'er said proudly, "Of course, our Son will always be the best."

Yu Wentian said to Fang Shen: "You are the only one missing, let's come down and fight."

Fang Shen narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light shot out from his eyes, like a poisonous snake, he stared at Yu Wentian firmly, as if he wanted to see Yu Wentian clearly.

"I really can't see it, Yu Wentian, you hide it very deeply." Fang Shen said meaningfully.

"Oh? What did you see?" Yu Wentian glanced at Fang Shen with a little surprise. He didn't think he could see his hidden true cultivation.

"You shouldn't be as simple as the first layer of Zifu, right?" Fang Shen said with a playful smile.

"That's right, it looks like you want to know my true cultivation." Yu Wentian said lightly, "Okay, I don't bother to keep covering it up, anyway, you will definitely not be able to escape today."

As soon as the words fell, Yu Wentian exuded the aura of the third heaven of the Purple Mansion, shocking the audience.

"I really didn't expect that the Son of Heaven actually possessed the cultivation of the third heaven of the Zifu." The warriors in the Red Pavilion were surprised.

"Then why did he hide his cultivation in the first place?" Someone asked a question.

After sensing Yu Wentian's real cultivation base, Fang Shen didn't know why he breathed a sigh of relief deep in his heart, and said contemptuously: "Hehe, the cultivation base of the third heaven of Zifu is indeed a bit strong, but the relationship between you and me The gap is like a chasm."

Of course Yuwentian knew what Fangshen said at this moment. Could it be that he had the cultivation base of the fourth heaven of Zifu.

He sneered, and didn't say much, Yang Fan from the fourth heaven of Zifu was beheaded by him anyway, so Fang Shen was not in his eyes.

Now he just wants to kill Fang Shen quickly, get 5000 villain points, and the things he gets are real, so as not to have long nights and dreams, and accidents.

"Yu Wentian, although I don't know why you hid your cultivation in the first place, but now that you have beheaded the holy sons of Zhanhumen and Ziyunzong, do you think the strong men in those two sects will let you go?" Fang Shen smiled sternly, and the laughter made people feel hairy.

"Hehe, I don't care about this. I only know that you will be killed by me anyway. I don't know if the strong men in your sect will let me go." Yu Wentian smiled heartlessly, looking Fang Shen frowned.

The fighters in the Red Hall were amazed by Yu Wentian's boldness, even the disciples of the Cangtian Sect broke into a cold sweat for Yu Wentian, killing the holy sons of other sects like this is already a catastrophe, they are really Feeling scared.

"Hmph! Yu Wentian, stop being so crazy, I will definitely let you die without a place to bury you today." Fang Shen snorted coldly, arousing an extremely dark force, and slapped his palm out of thin air.

I saw a huge dark light like ink, carrying a terrifying and domineering majesty, penetrating the void, as if it wanted to crush the universe in all directions, and attacked Yu Wentian fiercely.

"This is Sifang Sect's unique technique "Nether Palm"." Someone exclaimed.

"I didn't expect the Holy Son of the Sifang Sect to use a unique move as soon as he came up."

"Die, Yu Wentian, my Nether Palm is not so easy to catch." Yu Wentian smiled calmly, and endless murderous intent swept out, making people's hearts chill.

Yu Wentian's eyes were slightly concentrated, and purple-gold luster was flowing all over his body. He did not dodge or evade. Can't keep my eyes open.

Boom!

The pitch-black Nether Palm and Yu Wentian's purple-gold palm collided in mid-air, setting off a huge tornado, and the two energies annihilated each other and dissipated into the void.

The first time they played against each other, the two came to a close match.

Chapter 19 Crisis

"Huh? You have such power in the third heaven of the Purple Mansion." Fang Shen's calm expression finally changed.

Although that move of Nether Palm is not his strongest move, it is definitely impossible for a guy from the Third Heaven of the Purple Mansion to follow.

"What's the point, labor and management have long wanted to kill you, and have been acting like a wolf with a big tail in front of me. If it weren't for killing Zhanfeng and Zilong first, you thought I would keep you until now, definitely at the beginning I will kill you."

Yu Wentian's icy voice reached Fang Shen's ears, causing a storm in his heart.

"You, why are you doing this?" Fang Shen roared.

"Hey, it's not something that trash like you can know." Yu Wentian said contemptuously.

"Okay, very good, I have to peel your skin today, let's see if you dare to speak hard!"

Fangshen tried his best to run their Sifang Sect's restraint teaching method "Sifang Nerve", and a wave of extremely mysterious fluctuations spread out around him. For a while, the surrounding void seemed to become his domain, and outsiders looked like , as if the space has become chaotic under Fang Shen's manipulation.

"It's such a terrifying martial art, the holy son of the Sifang Sect is about to show off his power."

"This is probably a third-rank high-level martial art. It's not a waste of time to see this kind of martial art in action today."

Everyone stared at Fang Shen intently.

Fang Shen sneered sternly, and slowly raised his right index finger, exuding an ancient aura, and at the same time, the majestic vitality in his body poured into it.

"Square fingers!"

Pointing out slowly and quickly, a thick finger that was dark and even exuding magic appeared from the void, and pierced fiercely towards Yu Wentian. It seemed that the void would be poked out by this finger full of magic hole.

As soon as he pointed it out, Fang Shen seemed to have exhausted all his strength, his face was pale, and he was panting heavily, and his index finger was dripping with blood.

"Yu Wentian, you are proud enough to be able to die under my third-grade high-level martial art!" Fang Shen laughed, confidently waiting to see Yu Wentian's body pierced by his own square fingers.

Yang Dingtian seemed to see Bai Linger's worry, but he said very calmly: "Don't worry, who is Yu Wentian, how could he die in such a place."

His old god was watching the battle between the two, and was quite interested in waiting for what moves Yu Wentian would use.

"Heaven God Fist!"

Yu Wentian shouted loudly, his eyes were like lightning, his black hair danced wildly, and he rushed out violently, punching out with a blast, and the golden light illuminated the world, making it impossible for everyone to open their eyes.

This is his own boxing method that he has comprehended by using the 200 villain value to deepen his understanding of "Cang Tian Shen Gong". It may not be as powerful as the third-rank advanced martial arts like Fang Shen's Square Finger, but it is the most suitable for him. .

Therefore, he was able to exert the power of the Heavenly Divine Fist to the extreme.

"Heaven's Divine Art" urges the movement of the boxing technique, and with one punch, the world turns pale. Fang Shen even felt the threat of death in this inevitable and shocking punch. ran away.

However, he knew that he couldn't run away at all, and this punch had firmly locked his breath.

"Blast me!"

Boom!

The sound that resounded through the world echoed in every corner of the Red Pavilion, and was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

The pitch-black finger was directly blown away by this punch, and the violent punch ignored the distance of space, carrying the terrifying power of suppressing the sky, directly smashing Fang Shen into a blood mist, and the pungent blood smell made people sick.