Super Student's Three-realms Army

C6352 He Brushes Shoulders with Death!



C6352 He Brushes Shoulders with Death!

3This golden meteorite that was condensed from the vigorous and tyrannical Vital Spirit in Zhang Xiaofann's body should have at least a hundred thousand kilograms of weight. It could instantly destroy a fort that was as solid as gold into ruins. Furthermore, the inside of the meteorite contained Zhang Xiaofann's supreme Vital Spirit.    

    

It was not an exaggeration to say that this Shattering Divine Fist was an unparalleled killing move that could shatter mountains and crack the earth!    

    

"Humph!"    

    

In the face of such a peerless killing move, the Sixth Heavenly River was still standing in the air like before, not moving at all.    

    

Leng Yue.Ye seemed to have been given a blade spirit in his hands. He happily let out a blade cry, and a silver Fist Astral burst out, covering half the sky.    

    

"Leng Yue Slash!"    

    

The Sixth Heavenly River lightly waved his blade down. This time, the silver Fist Astral allowed everyone present to see it clearly!    

    

The moment the golden meteorite collided with the silver Fist Astral, it was like a piece of tender tofu was cut in half from the center by the silver Fist Astral.    

    

Seeing this, the Sixth Heavenly River sneered. However, the moment the golden meteorite was cut in half, he saw the corner of Zhang Xiaofann's mouth slightly raise, revealing an extremely arcing expression.    

    

"How is this possible?!"    

    

In the next moment, a huge golden Fist Astral flashed in the air and passed by the Sixth Heavenly River in a flash.    

    

On the sixth day, the expression on Wang Chuan's face froze completely.    

    

"Crack!"    

    

The silver Fist Astral that was hundreds of meters long was originally slashing down vertically. At the moment the golden meteorite broke, a huge golden Fist Astral suddenly appeared in Wang Chuan's field of vision at the same time.    

    

"Not good!"    

    

Seeing this, Wang Chuan's heart couldn't help but thump. His body also began to retreat crazily.    

    

The golden Fist Astral seemed to have suddenly flashed over from the void, as if it was about to shatter the void in front of him. In just a moment, it flashed and disappeared.    

    

"How is this possible?!"    

    

Seeing what had happened, Longhu Bao, the Sixth Heavenly Demon King, and the others were all shocked.    

    

The unstoppable silver Fist Astral was completely shattered in an instant. It was forcefully blasted into a white light dot in the air and scattered in all directions.    

    

The ribbon above Wang Chuan's head was even cut off. His long hair fell down, but all of this was not enough to suppress the shock and fear that had emerged in Wang Chuan's heart.    

    

At the moment the scarlet-gold Fist Astral appeared, Wang Chuan had never felt the aura of death coming towards him as clearly as he did now.    

    

It could be said that everything that happened just now was the instinctive reaction of the Sixth Heavenly River to escape from death.    

    

If not, at this moment, not only would the ribbon on his head be cut off, but his entire head would also be split into two, right?!    

    

The punch that Zhang Wutian had just unleashed was extremely strange. It was neither a sword nor a fist, and it was so powerful that it was unbelievable.    

    

This also caused the Sixth Heavenly River to take a deep breath. The fear that he had just suppressed surged forth like a flood.    

    


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