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Chapter 1208: The Power of Crushing(2/2)

They can feel the stinging pain on their skin, getting more and more intense!

It's like there's fire burning!

"ah……"

Many monks cried out in pain.

Su Changge, who was behind, quickly grabbed the Murong Sword beside him, activated the ethereal ring, and teleported it five hundred meters away.

But when they just appeared five hundred meters away, they found that the light was still spreading towards them.

"Damn! Such a large-scale spell?" Su Changge said in surprise, and was about to activate the ethereal ring again to teleport away.

"boom!"

At this time, there was a loud noise in the air in the distance.

The spreading light suddenly stopped.

At the same time, the original light was quickly dissipating.

"Let's go back!" Su Changge grabbed Murong Jian again and teleported back to the nearest point.

At this moment, three figures roared down from the sky above Wanjie's tomb, which had been blasted into a crater.

It was Fang Yu, and Li Mofan and Yang Qinger whose heads he held down!

At this moment, both of the two men's cheeks were deformed by Fang Yu's punch, and they were unable to struggle.

"boom!"

Two seconds later, the ground exploded again.

The bodies of Li Mofan and Yang Qing'er were pushed into the ground by Fang Yu, and continued to be pressed underground for nearly a hundred meters.

These two people couldn't even scream at this moment.

On the ground, there was deathly silence.

The monks around him were pale and frightened.

There were some burnt marks on the surface of their skin.

If that burst of light lasted for more than ten seconds, their entire bodies would probably be reduced to ashes.

This is the strength of a strong person in the Yin and Yang realm!

These monks in the combined stage and the divine stage are not even qualified to fight, and can only be killed like ants!

If Fang Yu hadn't been present... there is no doubt that all of them would have died in Li Mofan's hands!

Yuan Sanquan stood there, looking at the pit in front of him, his eyes shocked.

He originally wanted to take action, but now it seems... it's no longer his turn.

"Whoosh!"

After a few seconds, a figure flew out of the pit.

"Crack!"

Two horrible bodies were thrown to the ground by Fang Yu, and landed in front of Yuan Sanquan.

"I'm sorry, I should have left one for you, but the situation was critical just now, so I acted a little too harshly," Fang Yu said.

Yuan Sanquan looked at Li Mofan and Yang Qinger on the ground.

At this time, these two people could hardly be seen as human beings, and their bodies were covered with wounds and blood.

This morning, when he encountered the provocation and ridicule from these two people, Yuan Sanquan really did not expect... that the retribution of this pair of bad men and women would come so quickly.

"Actually, they are not dead yet."

Fang Yu said and jumped in front of Li Mofan.

"Did you learn the Sun and Moon Divine Light move just now in the Holy Academy?" Fang Yu asked.

Li Mofan was dying and did not answer Fang Yu's question.
Chapter completed!
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