Chapter 342 God Level

Dots of white light emerged from Fang Xingjian's chest, and Armstrong felt as if someone had glanced at him in the light.

That glance is like a mountain, like the sea, as complicated as the universe, as heavy as the sun, moon and stars.

This is not a glance that humans can bear, and it is a look that makes Armstrong despair.

When he came back to his senses again, his whole body suddenly fell back, and finally spurted out a large amount of blood uncontrollably, and his whole body seemed to be ten years old, and he fell to the ground, supporting himself with both hands. The ground, it was finally pushed down.

But soon his mouth opened again, and blood gushed out continuously. Soon, with the continuous spurting of blood, he even began to vomit out his internal organs, and his body became old again, and even his face began to appear Age spots.

Looking at his shrunken and wrinkled palm in disbelief, Armstrong looked at Fang Xingjian and said, "What did you do? What was that just now?"

He wanted to attack the opponent, but found that his ripples and mental skills could no longer function, as if his brain was covered with a layer of lard, and he could not exert any extraordinary power.

Fang Xingjian took out the letter of the holy prayer from his bosom, and thought of what Huang Lin said, which contained the martial arts will of a god-level powerhouse.

‘Can a single thought make a 29th-level titled knight look like this? No wonder it is said that they can change the direction of the country and history. Such people are indeed no different from gods. '

At this moment, Fang Xingjian had a new understanding of the horror of a god-level powerhouse, but luckily, the other party was standing by his side this time.

Thinking of the first five changes of the big star's divine power ripple that he wrote in his letter last time, Fang Xingjian had already decided to send the remaining two changes as soon as he returned, as a thank you this time.

Looking at the envelope and the fading white light on it, Armstrong spurted blood from his mouth, while looking at the letter in shock, he said, "This... what is this?"

"The letter written by the Holy Prayer to prove that there is no problem with my reborn sword."

Hearing what Fang Xingjian said, a flash of understanding flashed in Armstrong's eyes: "So that's the case, the god-level powerhouse really deserves his reputation." ’ He looked at Fang Xingjian's eyes, and there was a flash of deep jealousy and jealousy.

'This Fang Xingjian, He Dehe Neng, is so favored by a god-level powerhouse. '

But he felt his current state, and a trace of fear and despair surged into his heart, because he actually felt that his lifespan was approaching, and his physical body seemed to collapse anytime, anywhere, and he felt—he seemed to be seriously injured to the point of dying the point.

'A look, just a look from the air, beat me to the brink of death? Has the strength of the holy prayer reached this level? '

After Fang Xingjian said this, he left without looking back, and at the same time he ordered: "You watch him, don't let him run away."

"Me!" Zhou Xingwen was still shocked by the letter of the holy prayer. When Fang Xingjian said that he wanted to look at the assistant student, Armstrong, he immediately jumped and said, "Me? Me? Me? Looking at Mr. Armstrong?"

"In his state, it's difficult for any knight to deal with. Just take a look and prevent him from escaping and committing suicide. I'll be back in a while."

According to Fang Xingjian's judgment, with the backing of the holy prayer, he would indeed be back soon.

But he didn't know that Armstrong in front of him was no ordinary 29th-level titled knight.

I saw traces of purple mist drifting out from Armstrong's body, and instantly transformed into the human form of the eldest prince. Fang Xingjian turned his head suddenly, his expression seemed to be extremely alert.

"Armstrong, you are also one of the thirty-six clones of the map of hell?"

Armstrong ignored Fang Xingjian, looked at the lavender smoke-shaped figure half-kneeling and said, "Your Majesty has dishonored your mission, please make amends, Your Highness."

The First Prince didn't say anything, he just glanced at Fang Xingjian up and down, and said coldly: "I never thought that you could still hug the Holy See's thigh."

But what he really paid attention to was obviously not Fang Xingjian, but the letter owned by Fang Xingjian, after glancing at Fang Xingjian for a while, he didn't take it seriously, looked at the letter and said: "But is the holy prayer really great? After I step into the god level, I will personally go to Yalan Sacred Mountain to visit Your Excellency."

As he spoke, he glanced at Armstrong and became even more annoyed.

The other party was the strongest contractor he had secretly placed in Daxi Province, but now he was directly beaten to half-mutilation, and even his life was in danger. Even if Armstrong was to be revived, he would probably lose his combat effectiveness within seven or eight months, making the First Prince completely lose a large arm and control of the Great Western State.

He glared at Fang Xingjian fiercely, and saw the avatar of Ziyan grabbing Armstrong with one hand and slowly retreating. Just as Fang Xingjian was thinking about how much power was left in the holy prayer in the letter, and whether he wanted to pursue him, the first prince and Armstrong has gradually dissipated, floating in the air as if turned into a cloud of air current, and disappeared like a dream bubble.

Fang Xingjian let out a breath, with a look of helplessness on his face. Just now, he activated the Heavenly Human Sensation with all his strength, and he kept using the Supreme Sword Intent to scan the flaws of Armstrong and the First Prince, but even if the clone was seriously injured, the First Prince's Still can't see the slightest flaw, and didn't give Fang Xingjian any chance to attack, especially the information constantly emanating from the opponent, it seems that he will step into a new world anytime and anywhere.

All the information collected from the ether fans around felt a huge threat, and it seemed that all of them were warning Fang Xingjian not to attack.

Originally, Fang Xingjian thought that he had made great progress during this time, and could even leapfrog and defeat a 25th-level titled knight, but now it seems that the First Prince is even more terrifying.

'It also needs to be accelerated. '

'Alright, after this arbitration, I will have more money and time to practice. If I have money, it should be enough to practice the first stage of the law pattern. '

Thinking of this, Fang Xingjian turned around and continued walking. Zhou Xingwen looked palely at the place where the First Prince disappeared, and then followed Fang Xingjian away.

...

Sally sat on the high platform, and finally asked: "I'll ask again, do you have anything else to say? If not, then today's arbitration ends here."

At this moment, Fang Xingjian kicked the door of the conference hall open, flew out with a bang, and then fell heavily on the ground, splashing dust all over the sky.

"Fang Xingjian!" Sally stood up abruptly, looking at the indifferent Fang Xingjian in front of her, she seemed to feel a dull pain in her back.

Sasha turned his head and looked at Fang Xingjian as if he was looking at another dead person. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, thinking in his heart: 'At first I thought this kid had escaped, but in the end he brought him up again. '

Holt's eyes turned to Fang Xingjian. Originally, he wanted to catch up with and surpass the opponent, and regarded him as his lifelong enemy, but now seeing the opponent being destroyed bit by bit, he felt more regretful than that. some other thoughts.

'Talent, combat power, these are indeed important, but before becoming a god-level powerhouse, connections, background, and heritage are more important.

Moreover, how many people can become god-level powerhouses? '