Chapter 808

"Since you are stubborn, I'll cripple your sword skills first!"

Among the flames that filled the sky, hundreds of thousands of meters in radius were wrapped by the flames of the Great Light Realm, and as the Great Light Realm pressed down, layers of winds suddenly pressed down, causing the space to twist continuously, bursting into waves. Ripples.

And at the position above Fang Xingjian's head, the pressure was even more enormous and incomparable. Fang Xingjian seemed to reflect it suddenly, drew his sword out, and swung the sword backwards into the Great Light Realm in the sky.

But the collision of the Great Light Realm seemed to be too fierce, and the sword lights emitted by Fang Xingjian were snuffed out like candles, and under the confident eyes of the Holy Fire Pope, they were completely backlogged in the sky above the capital. in the light curtain.

Above the head is the endless city of flames, and under the feet is the mask of the magic circle that covers the whole city. It squeezes Fang Xingjian and Zhuxian sword formation up and down, as if the whole world has been turned into a big millstone, completely crushing Fang Xingjian. Suppressed, flames and radiance wrapped around it, making Fang Xingjian look like a worm in amber, unable to move.

At this moment, the combined power of the Great Light Realm and the Capital Formation indeed surpassed the power of Fang Xingjian and Zhuxian Sword Formation.

In a head-to-head confrontation, Fang Xingjian was no longer his opponent.

After all, it is the Holy Fire Cult's countless years of heaven and earth treasures, countless years of searching the desert, and countless years of accumulation of beliefs. The power contained in it is completely incalculable, and even the current Holy Fire Pope has not been able to fully exert it.

'In the face of this force, the sky will collapse and the earth will be torn apart. Even Alexander, or even the kings of the Holy See, would never want to defeat me here. '

With absolute confidence, the Holy Fire Pope stepped into the void and slowly came to the suppressed Fang Xingjian. Seeing Fang Xingjian struggling constantly but unable to move, the Holy Fire Pope shook his head and said with a smile: "Fang Xingjian, do you know? The way you look now, you look like a mouse caught in a mousetrap, it's really ugly."

And following Fang Xingjian's actions, all the people present in the city also cheered in unison.

"Burn him!"

"Let this heretic regret this day forever!"

"Long live the Holy Fire!"

Looking at the cheers of the people around, the faces of the people in the Imperial Intelligence Team were gloomy.

Among them, the new girl showed a look of impatience, and said in the information flow: "Captain...can you find a way to save Fang Xingjian..."

The captain shook his head and sighed, "What can I do to save you? This is the base camp of the Kingdom of Sand, as you have seen, even if Fang Xingjian kills the King of Explosive Sand with one blow, he has no power to resist in front of the Holy Fire Pope.

This is the power of the fifth level of the god level, and it is also the confidence that the kingdom of Saudi Arabia can stand on the mainland and rely on to fight against our empire. We are no different from dust to him.

The only thing we can do now is to watch with wide eyes, watching every process of Fang Xingjian's death, and firmly record this information. This is the only thing we can do. "

Everyone bowed their heads helplessly. Although they felt sorry for Fang Xingjian's death here, they all knew that what the captain said was correct. What they can do at this moment is to record this information.

Holy Fire Pope looked at Fang Xingjian and continued, "What? Are you still struggling? If you don't give up, I won't continue to be so polite."

"Struggling?" Fang Xingjian, who was squeezed and suppressed by the magic circle shield on the ground of the Great Light Realm in the sky, suddenly looked at the Holy Fire Pope. His expression was extremely indifferent, as if the person who was suppressed was not him.

"I'm just curious, do you really have the illusion of suppressing me now?"

"illusion?"

Holy Fire Pope's expression froze, and then he felt a blur in front of his eyes. What was suppressed in front of him was not Fang Xingjian, but the Fifth Prince who was crushed by two huge forces. At this moment, it had turned into a little spot of light, leaving only the last little phantom about to dissipate.

The fifth prince in the phantom was full of anger, despair, and remorse, staring at the Holy Fire Pope in front of him, as if he was saying why did I kill me.

But in the end, it was still crushed into a speck of light, which completely dissipated into the air.

The prince of the Crick royal family, who possessed the world's number one boxing talent and contained countless secrets, was finally completely dead.

Holy Fire Pope saw this scene but was furious: "What have you done!"

"What did I do?" A voice came softly from the Holy Fire Pope's ear: "Are you sure it wasn't you who did something?"

The Holy Fire Pope turned his head and saw that Fang Xingjian had already leaned against him at some point. With a roar, he punched, and Fang Xingjian's figure disappeared in an instant accompanied by meteor flames.

"Illusion!"

"It's all illusion!"

"Illusion!"

In the capital city, Fang Xingjian, who was wearing a white robe and riding a camel, raised his head and looked at the Holy Fire Pope: "Are you sure?"

snort!

The Holy Fire Pope raised his hands, and the Great Light Realm trembled violently. Countless firepower condensed, accompanied by a vortex of flames, and at the center of the vortex of flames, a giant black egg slowly fell. At a glance, one can feel the terrifying and destructive power contained in it.

It is the secret martial arts taught by the Sacred Fire Sect, the egg of creation, which simulates and calculates the appearance before the creation of the world, and the supreme martial arts that has gathered infinite firepower for a long time.

In the capital city, warriors, merchants, slaves, and maids all raised their heads. They all showed Fang Xingjian's face and said in Fang Xingjian's voice, "Are you sure it's me this time?"

The Holy Fire Pope's eyes widened suddenly, and the will of martial arts swept out frantically, but he couldn't perceive the slightest change between the countless Fang Xingjians.

Even more and more people in the capital raised their heads, all of them were Fang Xingjian. At this moment, all the people in the whole city seemed to have turned into Fang Xingjian. They looked at the Holy Fire Pope, showing an inexplicable smile , Seeing the Holy Fire Pope has a creepy feeling.

Then all Fang Xingjia said together: "Are you really going to kill me?"

The palm of Holy Fire Pope trembled, and the creation egg in the sky was as heavy as Mount Tai at this moment, but it couldn't fall down no matter what.

And at this moment, Fang Xingjian's will, when he first released hundreds of millions of sword lights at the Holy Fire Pope, his dharma body has been transformed into countless rays of light along the hundreds of millions of sword lights, covering the world, his body seems to be They are all composed of countless photons and dispersed in a space with a radius of 100,000 meters.

He seems to have become a wave, and he seems to have become a particle again. This is a higher state than the previous light chasing sword technique.

When he existed in this state, he immediately felt the difference in the world.