The punishment waving every day, he swung and hit Yang Junshan in the middle of the starry sky.

Yang Junshan suddenly turned around, under the eyes of all the great powers, did not retreat and retreat, and suddenly punched to the torture that hit it every day.

There is even a loud voice in the stars.

In the moment when the two sides collided, all the moment in the endless starry sky became silent.

Then I saw a ring of space storms spreading around at a speed visible to the naked eye, annihilating all the steps along the way, and even many of the great powers who had to expose their bodies with thousands of miles away to hide and peep into this war.

“Damn by the hell?”

“What does he think...”

No one thinks that Yang Junshan can prevail, but Yang Junshan is not a fool, so there is an expectation in the hidden.

So in the absence of traces in the void, the empty storm that was enough to sweep through the one-third of the seismic star palaces that was forming has been smoothed down in the middle of the process.

Or light or dark eyes have looked at the center of the battle group, but they saw Yang Junshan, who was standing in the same place, and his fist, who had been bloody and flesh-and-blood.

“Against the fairy with flesh, hey...”

“But where is the punishment day?”

It had already fallen into the silent starry sky, and at this moment it was silent again.

Oh, and wollen...

In a star hundreds of miles away, the tormented sky roared like a wounded beast.

Then the huge star began to tremble violently until it completely burst into fragments, and the majestic body of the punishment day was revealed.

The sight of many great powers once again turned from Yang Junshan to the day of punishment, or more precisely, to the side of the fairy shield that barely hung on the right arm of the penalty day!

The day of punishment was thrown into the stars by Yang Junshan.

There is no doubt that the hard-hitting contest between the two sides has fallen to the ground.

Not only fell down the wind, even his shield arm has been crushed under the fist of Yang Junshan, like a noodles, barely attached to the shoulder, even with his strong physique, in a short time can not be restored.

However, these tragic traces on the torture body have brought the deep shock of many great powers, but far from the fairy shield has come far-reaching...

Although the big axe shield in the hands of the punishment day is synthesized as "dry solidarity", in fact, after many years of pregnancy and recuperation in the penalty day, any one of the two magic treasures is not weaker than the quality of the fairy.

However, such a fairy weapon, and still a giant shield known for its defense, it was under the punch of Yang Junshan, and a deep fist was smashed on the shield face.

This is a kind of fairy, a magic weapon dedicated to defense, but can not resist Yang Junshan completely composed of flesh and blood fist!

In the stars, in full view, Yang Junshan's outstretched fist is slowly recovering, the broken flesh is rapidly recovering in the squirming, and the sputtering blood, if spiritual, dares to return quickly before the wound heals.

“Blood rebirth?”

The day of punishment coughing, mouth spewing a mouthful of red blood, but trying to level their own voice,

Yang Junshan nodded, and his fist had already recovered as before.

“The fifth level?”

The day of the punishment was not willing to ask a question.

The witch clan, who was already physique and strong in the starry world, is now defeated by the opponent in the place where he is best, and he is defeated.

But even so, he remained confident in himself.

Even if it is defeated, it must be because the opponent has reached the realm of the legendary unattainable.

Yang Junshan laughed, but he did not say a word.

The natural meaning of punishment is not cultivation, but the body.

The former needs to enter the land of chaos in the fifth chaotic realm, while the latter does not seem to have been achieved before entering the land of chaos.

“Fuck off!”

The emperor did not believe that Yang Junshan had reached the same level.

Unlike the day of punishment, he has absolute self-confidence in his body, he has absolute self-confidence in the East Emperor's clock, which is in his hands.

As the Eastern Emperor picked up and threw the East Emperor's clock, the ancient clock grew in a steep shape in mid-air, facing the head of Yang Junshan.

Yang Junshan looked up and saw a dark overhead covered by the ancient clock.

"The magic weapon is naturally a good magic weapon, but it depends on who is in whose hands it is!"

Yang Junshan shook his head while talking, and the look seemed to show a pity.

The emperor was furious and said, “After the Lord will repress you, and see what you say!”

Yang Junshan even had time to sigh and said, "Sigh, let it be known, even if you have a long-standing fairy in hand, it is not for you to do what you want!"

I don't know where he still has time to speak under the suppression of the Eastern Emperor's clock, and he also clearly spread to the ears of every great god in the room.

“The choir!”

Yang Junshan suddenly shouted, and at the same time reached out to a trick in the void.

A layer of space is extruded, folded, and finally in the moment of integration, a void passage that goes straight to the entrance of chaos has been formed.

The great divines who followed this war could even see the other side through this empty passage, Yang Junxian Zun, who came out of a sealing array method, and then saw him jump into the channel.

It is in this moment that Yang Xiao has become a three-foot-plus four-sided stone, and in the blink of an eye, he has rushed out of the void and fallen into the palm of Yang Junshan.

In the moment when Yang Junshan held the handle, the ancient stone suddenly emitted a light trembling, like a long-lost god, and finally exuded an amazing brilliance at this moment.

Breaking the sky, in the sealed place of the entrance to chaos, nourished by the source of chaos, its quality has finally changed and been improved.

“It’s just a fairy tale!”

The emperor picked up his body, and the whole person once again integrated into the white light wheel behind his head: "press down!"

The Eastern Emperor clock, which has always been unable to fall on the top of Yang Junshan, has to pick up his self-help, slammed down to sink, and he must cover his head.

At the same time, Yang Junshan suddenly raised his head and held a sky-breaking hammer to meet the falling ancient clock.

“Breaking!”

Breaking the sky and the Eastern Emperor's clock, two fairy weapons came in a real ontology collision in the stars.

“When!”

The starry world is deaf!

Unlike the previous blow of Yang Junshan's fist and the punishment of holding the fairy shield every day, this time the collision was more ambitious, and the aftershocks of the outbreak were even more violent, so that even the two sides of the fighting law could not control the consequences of this strike for a while.

There is no doubt that the East Emperor's clock is of higher quality, but the breakhead is in the hands of Yang Junshan.

And the consequences are undoubtedly, and once again consterled with all the great gods present.

The sky is still firmly in the hands of Yang Junshan, but the Eastern Emperor's clock has been hit and disappeared into the stars.

“The clock!”

The emperor picked up a high cry, and even had time to look at Yang Junshan again, and as soon as he turned his head and did not return, he chased the ancient clock of the emperor who was hit and landed in the depths of the starry sky.