While Ji Hao slashed out with a sword, everyone was taking all their strength.

The void is broken and chaos is boiling.

Countless figures surrounded Pan Yu and bombarded, just like countless headless flies circling a mountain, trying to smash a mountain with their fragile bodies!

Yu Meng, Yu Hu and other saints of the Yu clan were no longer known how many times they were slapped by Pan Yu. They vomited blood in big mouthfuls, their faces were pale like ghosts, and their aura was erratic, almost falling directly from the saint realm that had just broken through.

They didn't remember how many times they attacked Pan Yu, how many holes of all sizes were broken on Pan Yu's body, but how many companions were killed by Pan Yu. In short, some familiar faces were killed, and many friends were annihilated, but Pan Yu was still floating in the air as if nothing had happened, slapping calmly.

With a loud bang, Xing Tian, ​​who was roaring and waving his axe to kill Pan Yu, was bombed by a finger. After flying out more than a million miles, Xing Tian's body exploded into a blood mist.

In the blink of an eye, Xing Tian condensed his magic body again, rushed back again without fear of death, and then was blown away by a blink of an eye again.

Fuxi, Xuanyuan, Shennong, Suiren and other human emperors were also standing on the clouds with a staggering look on their faces, looking at Pan Yu with no expression on their faces.

Even though they had experienced countless strong winds and waves, facing such unreasonable powerful existences as Pan Yu, they still felt powerless despair. They could not break and kill. No matter how much harm they were given, he could instantly heal directly by devouring a certain unlucky Yu tribe saint.

The Holy Emperor Xuanyuan had already taken the Xuanyuan Sword back from Si Wenming's hand. He tried his best to slash millions of swords towards Pan Yu, but he could not leave any trace on Pan Yu's body. The Holy Emperor Xuanyuan's mood was in a mess, and his invincible and firm sword heart was almost destroyed.

If the two leaders who had not been imprisoned by the human race's fortune and had to passively fight to the death, I am afraid that someone among the human emperors such as Fuxi had already died.

A shrill howl came, Yu Hu's body was shattered by Pan Yu's finger, and a large piece of blood mist was sprayed. Pan Yu opened his mouth and thought slightly as Yu Hu sucked it. A metal world appeared around the blood mist, and everyone saw various metal creatures walking around the ground.

A thick source of heaven and earth spurted out from the blood mist and sank into Pan Yu's big mouth continuously. The metal world in the light and shadow collapsed and shattered, and countless metal creatures wailed, and their bodies collapsed rapidly, turning into a series of heaven and earth vital energy that suddenly appeared in the core of the world.

"Yu Hu!" Yu Meng and other saints of the Yu clan screamed in horror. They shook their heads almost insanity, and cold sweat on their foreheads kept spilling around like raindrops. Many people screamed at the top of their lungs, turned around and fled to Pangu's world with all their strength.

The Yu clan has never been able to find a hero who fights to the end. At this time, they abandon their comrades and run away. This is their nature.

Pan Yu smiled sarcastically. While devouring Yu Hu's Pan Fu world, he opened his hands and a black vortex rolled in his palm. All the escaped Yu clan saints could not help but rolled back to him. Just as at the beginning, they could not escape even if they wanted to escape.

With a loud "dong", a purple air rose, and the golden pagoda hit Pan Yu's head.

The golden light mixed with black plasma sprayed tens of thousands of miles high. The master held the huge golden tower in his hands and smashed it towards Pan Yu's head. However, Pan Yu just rolled his eyes slightly and looked at him. A black light squirted out from his eyes, blowing the master away again.

The second leader roared, and a golden lotus platform under his feet surged out, and golden light mixed with fragrance mist in his body rushed out. His magic body turned into a glass-golden color, and the magic body quickly expanded to eight million miles. With the sound of thunder, he turned into a golden body with four sides and eight arms. His four faces were full of anger, his seven orifices were spewing flames, and his eight arms held various divine weapons and smashed them down at Pan Yu.

"The human race's luck... Since you want the leader to fight for you, just bless me!"

The second leader roared a long roar. He waved his hand in the direction of Pangumu Continent, and a human fortune roared into the eight divine weapons in his hand. The golden magic weapon suddenly spewed out infinite light, and he roared, and the eight weapons hit Pan Yu's head like raindrops.

A large piece of black plasma was spewed out, and the second leader's full force shattered a large piece of flesh and blood on Pan Yu's head, and even left a deep wound on his skull.

Pan Yu snorted coldly, and suddenly slapped his left hand, and there was a loud noise. The second leader's eight arms were smashed and six of them were smashed, half of the golden body was shattered, and he spitted blood and flew backwards.

Pan Yu's big hand penetrated the void and grabbed the second leader. Pan Yu shouted coldly: "I wanted to keep you for the last enjoyment, but since I was determined to die, it would be okay to taste the big meal in advance. Haha, I smelled the smell of Hongmeng spiritual roots on you... Your origin is really strong, and swallowing you will definitely be good for me!"

Seeing that the Second Sect Leader was about to fall into Pan Yu's hands, Ji Hao's sword light was about to fall on Pan, and the Taoist people around him had also taken action.

The Taoist Xuandu released a black and white Tai Chi diagram to block Pan Yu's big hand. Taoist Guangcheng threw out a small half of a large seal refined by Buzhou Mountain and smashed it to Pan Yu's face. Abao shook his hands and saw tens of thousands of strange magic weapons all over the sky. The spiritual treasures hit Pan Yu with countless flashes...

Everyone showed their magical powers, while Ji Hao used the sword to unfold the innate Yuan Magnetic Two-Ordinary Life and Death Sword Formation at the fastest speed. The Pangu Bell roared, and the chaotic aura condensed into mountains, continuously crushing Panyu.

Pan Yu's palm slapped the black and white Tai Chi diagram, and Xuandu Taoist's face suddenly turned pale, his eyes almost popped out of his sockets, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

With a loud "clang", the seal of Taoist Guangcheng was bounced back and hit his chest with a fierce blow. Taoist Guangcheng's chest was deeply sunk, and he also spitted blood and flew backwards.

Abao looked at the treasures he threw out with heartache, tens of thousands of strange magic weapons, and the spiritual treasures were smashed into Pan Yu's body. Only a few innate spiritual treasures were bounced back and almost hit Abao himself.

In the blink of an eye, the group lost a lot. Only Ji Hao unfolded the sword formation, and the invisible force field entangled Pan Yu. The chaotic aura released by Pan Gu Bell condensed into a mountain and continued to hit Pan Yu's body, causing his movements to suddenly slow down a little.

Open the sky, open the earth, all things are born, all things are destroyed, all things are reincarnated...

All of Ji Hao's energy and spirit were condensed in this sword. All his power, all his magic power, and all his urge to activate Pangu's sword spewed out a black sword light that lasted millions of miles, swept heavily on Pan Yu's body.

With a "buzzing" sound, Pan Yu let out an unbelievable roar. Ji Hao's sword light actually swept across his slender waist and cut off most of his waist with a sword!
Chapter completed!