Fantasy Script: I Am The Villain Of Destiny

Chapter 299 Press the Holy King and beat him!

"I must kill you, I must kill you."

This punch! A full three hundred miles!

However, it is now used to arrange formations with the help of tyrannical objects.

Wan Tiansheng looked at the lake in front of him with huge waves and splashes again, and said helplessly, "Why is Brother Qingyi so eager every time he does things?"

Ye Xuan flew out backwards, and after retreating a hundred miles, he could barely stop, and the ground beneath his feet slid out of two ravines.

"You don't mean to tell me that Qingyi is pressing an Ice Spirit Saint King to fight, right?"

"There is nothing but this stone statue in this little world in front of me. Obviously, if you want to move forward, you must pass this stone statue. There is no other way."

In an instant, the earth was filled with flames, and the dragon rose.

But the stone statue seems to have seized the opportunity of Ye Xuan's conversion of infuriating energy, and threw out a right fist like a hill, with a ferocious momentum that is not inferior to Ye Xuan's fist!

"I never imagined that the disappeared Holy King of the Fire Spirit Clan would actually appear here and be sealed into a stone statue."

"I finally know why this stone statue looks so familiar."

Who is it, with such a vicious mind, that a very secret thunder formation has been set up here!

When the formation was triggered, there were five or six thunders rolling down, and they were caught off guard and did not have time to resist.

Zhao Dao's eyes were bloodshot and he looked at his palm full of cracks like a broken mirror. He raised his head to look at his companion who had already been killed by the thunder, and he vomited blood again in a hurry.

In the final analysis, it is the boy of Wan Tiansheng who underestimated the power of the lightning strike tree. This lightning strike tree contains the power of Jiuxiao Tianlei. If it can be used well, it can even exert the power that the holy king is also afraid of.

"They... must have done it..."

With this punch, dozens of Fire Flood Dragons were smashed away with one punch.

Wan Tiansheng nodded with difficulty.

It's just that he never imagined that all his hard work had been destroyed by this damn thunder formation!

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"Qingyi takes the lead, so let's help plunder. I'm afraid those who are chasing us will catch up soon."

It's just that they can't tell whether these cicadas are real or fake now.

The only people who can come here before him and set up the formation in advance are the few people he met before!

And even if they were given enough time to react, with their strength, there was actually no way to resist the continuous thunder.

The corner of Ye Xuan's mouth raised, and before Wan Tiansheng could stop him, he turned into a long rainbow and swept in the direction of the stone statue.

"In a certain period of time, the holy clan suffered a sudden change, and suddenly many holy kings of various clans disappeared. Among them, one of the seven holy kings of the Revered Martial Realm of the Fire Spirit Clan was one of them."

Ye Xuan stood on tiptoe with no expression on his face, crouched slightly and started diving at an unbelievable speed.

Ye Xuan came to the stone statue in an instant, staring at the stone statue that was at least a hundred meters high, without saying a word, he raised his right fist with a simple and pure punch!

Ye Xuan twisted his wrist and loosened his muscles, making a crackling sound like a firecracker, staring at the motionless stone statue of the Fire Spirit in front of him.

I don't know if it's Zhao Dao's luck or misfortune.

But when the smoke and dust dissipated, the head of the stone statue was actually intact, and no cracks even appeared.

Zheng Yi showed an unbelievable look.

Wan Tiansheng and Zhengyi are on full guard like a formidable enemy.

Ye Xuan frowned, and in desperation, he could only fold his hands in front of him to block the punch.

Now Ye Xuan's random punch is enough to break a stone and open a mountain, even an ordinary Zunwu Realm powerhouse would not dare to take his punch.

Wan Tiansheng stared at the stone statue of the Fire Spirit clan that was beaten by Ye Xuan, with an incredible expression on his face, and muttered to himself.

"The inheritance on you must be mine."

The breeze is blowing, the autumn water is turbulent, and the mountains and cicadas are chirping.

Ye Xuan frowned, and his true energy turned to the peak, like a god hammering iron on the head!

Zheng Yi asked in doubt, "Holy King of the Fire Spirit Clan?"

The pebble, which was no more than the size of a peanut, shot out, setting off layers of huge waves on the lake.

After all, this town's holy tower has existed for many years, and it is normal for strange things to happen here.

However, just as Ye Xuan's fist was about to smash the head of the stone statue, the stone statue suddenly came to life.

If it wasn't for the protective goggles he got by chance, it would be best to burst out with incredible power to protect himself, and he would most likely fall under this thunder!

"Isn't this a holy king who suddenly disappeared from the Fire Spirit Clan back then!?"

The stone statue of the Fire Spirit Clan seemed to disdain Ye Xuan's strength.

If you push me back a hundred miles, then I will push you back three hundred miles!

"What if this statue is a trap?"

Zhao Dao originally thought of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge at last, beheading the two Wen Mahua, so that all the treasures could be swallowed up by himself.

Ye Xuan picked up a stone, weighed the weight a little, and said with a smile, "How can we figure it out without trying?"

This scene saw Wan Tian Sheng He Zheng Yi's heart skipping a beat. It seemed like it was the first time I had seen it. Ye Xuan was beaten back more than a hundred miles by others.

In just an instant, he came to the stone statue of the Fire Spirit Tribe.

That's not all, Ye Xuan's figure followed closely in front of the stone statue like a shadow, and his fists were like a gust of wind and rain, and there was no sign of stopping.

Zhengyi's expression was solemn, even if he dared not resist the stone of Qingyi, this stone statue was unscathed, obviously it was definitely not as simple as the surface.

With an expressionless face, he took away all the remaining magic weapons from them, muttering to himself like a lone ghost in the underworld.

Wan Tiansheng said nervously: "Brother Qingyi, don't mess around. The weirdness here is no less than that of the ruins. Now we haven't figured out the situation here, so I'm afraid it's not good to just take action."

A deafening sound rang out, and the stone thrown by Ye Xuan hit the head of the stone statue precisely.

It's just that they didn't expect that before they stepped into the town's holy tower, they were caught in a trap laid out in advance by others.

Don't look at it as just a pebble, but Ye Xuan threw an all-out blow that was no less than that of a strong martial artist!

Dozens of fire dragons condensed out of thin air and roared at Ye Xuan.

Zhao Dao staggered to his feet and walked to his companion who had turned into coke. He was bleeding in his heart, not because of his own companion, but because of the magic weapon that he had tried so hard to search for under this thunder. Once destroyed.

Looking around, he said softly.

The three of them had just arrived here, and they were shocked by the Zhensheng Tower in front of them, judging that this place must contain a heaven-defying opportunity.

"Qingyi will never do anything unsure. If even he can't deal with the existence, then we can't count on it."