Xuantian Wushen

Chapter 1765 The Final Chapter (17)
"Wu Po Bow and Seven Killing Divine Feather sacrificed by Taoist Ancestor!" The Holy Emperor flicked his fingers repeatedly, and the three green flowers also condensed into three rain of arrows, piercing through the air and colliding with the golden divine feather's needlepoint against the wheat awning.

"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!"

Three golden vibratos pierced the eardrums with pain, and then three chaotic lights exploded, impacting all directions. The people who were fighting in the distance all passed through the formation protection, left the Holy Emperor's Palace, and rushed to the nine heavens to avoid the aftermath.

"Unfortunately, if Dao Patriarch himself shoots these arrows, even this emperor can only drink hatred, but in your hands, he can't exert such great power. Although your combat power is strong, your realm is still too low." , the whole person pulled up a green light and shadow in the void, the speed was extremely fast, and he rushed over directly, opening and closing, every punch was a hard attack, colliding with Feng Li's fists, and his moves collided.

The chaotic atmosphere inside the Holy Emperor's Palace is vast, and the battle scene inside can't be seen clearly from the outside, only the endless chaotic energy and divine splendor are transmitted through. If it weren't for the supreme formation pattern from the walls of the Holy Emperor's Palace to block the aftermath, all the battle scenes on the great plain outside would The emperor will be turned into ashes.This kind of aftermath is terrifying and boundless, even if a trace is leaked, it is equivalent to a full-strength attack by the powerhouse of the second level of the true mystery. Not to mention the emperor, not many people in the Creation Realm can resist it.

"puff!"

Feng Li let out a muffled snort, spurted out a mouthful of golden blood, his sternum was deeply sunken, three bones were crushed by the Holy Emperor's punch, the force pierced his body, and the pain pierced his heart.After being hit by this blow, Feng Li's body didn't stop at all, and he punched out with a punch, connecting with the Holy Emperor's fist.

"Crack!"

With the sound of bone cracking, Feng Li's fist was completely reduced to slag, and his arm bones were also shattered into pieces. Almost at the same time, his left hand turned into a knife, splitting the void in an instant, and slashed at the Holy Emperor's body with a plop sound. shoulders.

"puff!"

The Holy Emperor's entire right shoulder was chopped off, his arm fell, and a large stream of blood sprayed out. His face changed, he didn't expect Feng Li to be so ruthless, and he didn't even respond to his severe injury, as if he didn't know the pain. Generally speaking, it is a completely wounded fighting method, injuring the enemy at the cost of one of your own arms!
"This emperor's Dao power is stronger than yours, and a broken arm can be reborn instantly!" The Holy Emperor looked cold, and the arm that was cut off by Feng Li was reborn instantly, "You have been entered by this emperor's supreme Dao power, and you want to be short-lived!" It is impossible to regenerate the arm through time!"

"is it?"

Feng Li sneered, and the shattered arm grew back at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"How is it possible?" The Holy Emperor's eyes were full of shock, "The origin of wood is really powerful!"

"It's not that easy to regenerate a broken arm!"

The Holy Emperor grasped the void, and the slender white hand seemed to ignore the distance of space, and it came in an instant, making it too late for Feng Li to dodge.

"Back in time!"

(End of this chapter)