[Chapter eight hundred and sixty-ninth fight against the god of war]
Guessing that this is the projection of the fog god, everyone’s faces turned pale. Although the god of war did not come in person, his projection was not much different from the presence in person. You know, from the previous point of view, the god of fog does not I hope that your majesty will form a great empire of martial arts, then, can your majesty survive this disaster?
On the other hand, Nian Yi, Chu Huaixian, Zhang Jiangkun and Qingya were inexplicably excited when they saw the appearance of the Martial God projection.
“Huang Liang, your time of death is here!” Chu Huaixian laughed loudly.
“Noisy!”
Song Yan raised his hand, and suddenly, Chu Huaixian’s body seemed to be bombarded by an invisible force, screaming and flying upside down, falling dozens of meters away, without sound.
“Junior, you are very bold, she is the servant of the deity, aren’t you afraid that the deity will blame you?”
The Martial God projection spoke, his tone was very calm, and he couldn’t hear the joy or anger.
“Blame? Why do you blame me, she offended me, shouldn’t she deserve to die!” Facing the question of the god of war, Song Yan was not afraid at all, but looked at the projection of the god of war with a smile.
“Very good! Over the years, you are the first person who is not afraid of the god of war! However, the servant of the deity cannot die in vain, so the deity will attack you three times. If you survive, how will the deity spare you?” Misty Valkyrie smiled.
“How can you decide my life?” Song Yan shook his head: “What’s more, you are just a projection, and even a projection dares to speak madly in front of me, you really don’t know whether to live or die, of course, I am not a rude person. Unreasonable person, if you hand over Nian Yi and Zhang Jiangkun to me, how about I will not destroy your projection?”
Facing Song Yan’s offensive words, the fog goddess did not get angry: “You junior is also interesting, although the deity is only a projection now, but it also has 10% of the strength of the body. , even if you have only one layer of strength, it is not something you can resist, so don’t make a mistake!”
“How would you know if you didn’t try.” Song Yan said lightly, but there was a firmness in his tone.
“It seems that you are determined to fight against the deity, so let’s let your junior see the strength of the deity!”
As soon as the voice fell, the fog god raised his hand and pointed.
“puff!”
A lavender fingertip emerged from his fingertips, and then slowly flew towards Song Yan.
“Be careful, Your Majesty!”
A Martial Saint stepped out and slashed at the finger.
“Buzz!”
“puff!”
With a slight sway of that finger force, the Martial Saint was shaken to the point of vomiting blood and flying upside down.
“Whizzing!”
Two more Martial Saints flew out and shot at the same time, attacking the finger.
In the same way, the fate of the two Martial Saints was that they vomited blood and flew upside down.
Then, the five Martial Saints shot together, still unable to shake the fingers that slowly flew towards Song Yan, instead they were shocked and vomited blood.
Seeing this scene, everyone couldn’t help but feel a chill in their hearts, just how powerful the fingering from a Martial God projection should be.
Seeing that there are more martial sages who are going to step forward to block the pointing, Song Yan said: “You all give me to retreat!”
As soon as the voice fell, Song Yan raised his hand and threw a punch.
“Excited!”
Punch out, dragon roar bursts.
A golden fist collided with the finger force in the void. Then, everyone’s eyes widened, watching the impact of the fist force and the finger force being swallowed up. For half a quarter of an hour, the fist force and the finger force. annihilate each other.
“The means of the god of war are nothing more than that!” Song Yan said with a disdainful look on the dragon chair.
“Your Majesty is mighty!”
“Your Majesty is mighty!”
“Your Majesty is mighty!”
Song Yan actually blocked an attack from the Martial God. Therefore, the hundred officials and the imperial guards and even all the Martial Saints were extremely excited, and they couldn’t help shouting for a while.
As for Qingya and Nianyi Zhang Jiangkun, they were horrified. They never dreamed that Song Yan could actually block the attack of the god of war.
As for the foggy god of war, the expression was also solemn.
“It seems that this deity has underestimated your junior. If that’s the case, then take the deity’s finger!”
hum! ! !
As he raised his hand, Wushen Wushen pointed his finger again, the finger strength was still lavender, but there was an indescribable change.
Seeing this, Song Yan raised his hand and threw a punch, still roaring.
“Boom!”
The fist strength and the finger strength collided in the void, and the entire void turned into a black hole. At this moment, the lavender finger strength suddenly split into three finger strengths, which shot towards Song Yan like lightning.
“Excited!”
Three dragon chants rang out one after another, and then, three golden dragons with one foot long split from Song Yan’s fist.
This time, the two sides fought for a full quarter of an hour before they ended, and it was still evenly divided.
Seeing this scene, Wushen Wushen’s brows could not help but wrinkle slightly: “Take the deity’s finger again!”
“puff!”
Misty Wushen pointed out a finger again, and the finger swayed and flew halfway, and suddenly exploded like fireworks, instantly turning into hundreds of fingers, attacking Song Yan from different trajectories.
“Haha, did Erji stop like this?”
Song Yan smiled lightly and punched again.
“hold head high!”
A dragon roar that shook the heavens and the earth sounded, and a long golden dragon spewed out from Song Yan’s fist. When he opened his mouth, a huge suction force appeared, which actually swallowed all the fingers of the fog god.
After a long while, the golden dragon dissipated, and the finger force swallowed by it also dissipated without a trace.
Seeing this, Wushou Wushen’s eyes shrank suddenly, because he had a guess in his heart. He attacked three times, and Song Yan counterattacked three times. Each time Song Yan’s counterattack just offset his attack, is it a coincidence? Or on purpose?
If it is a coincidence, it means that the opponent’s strength is not weaker than the projection of the Martial God, but if it is deliberately so, it means that the opponent has seen through the changes in his fingering, and then hits the same strength.
If this is the case, the opponent’s strength will far exceed his projection.
“As the saying goes, come and go without being indecent, if you can catch my three punches, I will not care about your offense. If not, your disciples and servants will not even want to live!”
As soon as the voice fell, Song Yan raised his hand and threw a punch.
The Son of Heaven kills ten thousand dragons from the first style of Dragon Fist! ! !
“Excited!”
The roars of the dragons were continuous, and in an instant, tens of thousands of feet long golden dragons spewed out of Song Yan’s fist.
After half an hour.
There are still hundreds of thousands of golden dragons left, and the projection of the god of war has completely disappeared.
Seeing this scene, everyone was extremely shocked, Song Yan actually defeated the god of war!
This is simply incredible.
At this moment, in the misty cliff, the face of the misty god of war was almost dripping with water, and his dignified martial arts projection was actually defeated by a great master, and it was still under the watchful eyes of the public.
