Chapter 4190: Holy King in White

"Turn back time!"

I saw that the Yongfeng Kingdom was about to be destroyed.

Fang Yue roared and time went back.

The next moment, the heaven and earth of Yongfeng Kingdom merged and returned to their original appearance.

Although the Yongfeng Kingdom was not destroyed, Fang Yue's face did not look good.

The punch just delivered by the Storm Lord was astonishingly powerful.

Even the combination of the Seven Killing Formation and the Power of Faith could not completely offset the Storm Lord's punch.

The strength of the mastermind behind the scenes is truly astonishing.

Although the Lord of Storms may not even have a high reputation among the masterminds behind the scenes.

But the combat power it displayed almost wiped out all the trump cards in Fang Yue's hand.

"Hahaha, if you turn back time, you will indeed be the best among men. But the higher the talent you show, the more sense of accomplishment I will have in killing you!"

The Storm Lord laughed.

"It takes a lot of energy to turn back time! I wonder how many more times you can recover?"

As he spoke, the Storm Lord laughed wildly and waved his fist again.

"The Lord of Yunyi City, the Lord of Wanxiang City, King of Void, and King of Sheji injected their power into the Seven Killing Formation!"

Fang Yue yelled.

This is his last trump card. One after another, the strong men poured all the energy in their bodies into the Seven Killing Formation.

The power of formation and faith combined again.

He barely resisted another punch from the Storm Lord.

But the price paid this time was astonishing. Lord Yunyi, Lord Wanxiang, King Void, and King Sheji all vomited blood and turned pale.

They had just withstood the Storm Lord's punch, and they had consumed too much energy. Even part of the Storm Lord's power was transferred into their bodies through the formation, causing serious injuries to their internal organs. It was estimated that they would no longer be able to withstand the Storm Lord's next blow.

"Fang Yue, let me help you!"

Jiujianxian wants to break out of the tight encirclement and help Fang Yue.

However, he was tightly surrounded by the two mysterious Heavenly Lords and could not free his hands at all.

"If you want to help Fang Yue, you must first pass our level."

The two mysterious gods sneered.

"Hahahaha, Fang Yue, just accept your fate! No one will help you this time! To show my respect for you, I will definitely send you on your way with my strongest punch!"

"Fury, Stormhammer!"

The Storm Lord took out his weapon.

The Storm Hammer is an ancient and powerful artifact at the level of Heavenly Lord.

The silver-white giant hammer was hundreds of feet long, with dark golden inscriptions imprinted on it, which was extremely complicated.

The storm hammer falls.

The whole world seemed to be torn apart by raging winds.

This is the Storm Lord's ultimate blow.

He wanted to use this hammer to send Fang Yue back to the west.

Completely exterminate the Yongfeng Kingdom!

"Overcome the heavenly tribulation!"

Fang Yue yelled.

The original heavenly calamity condenses.

An illusory figure was born again.

This time the illusory figure is a flying tiger, with at least the fourth level of Tianzun Realm combat power.

But as soon as its body took shape, it was blasted away by the hammer of the storm. It was like a mantis using its arms as a chariot, with no stopping power at all!

"It's useless Fang Yue, just accept your fate."

"No means can withstand my storm hammer."

At this moment, everyone in Yongfeng Kingdom was in despair.

They watched the storm hammer fall, unstoppable.

"Faith clone, explode it for me!"

Fang Yue gritted his teeth.

He made a crazy decision.

At this moment, the avatar of faith, which gathered the power of endless faith, stood in front of the citizens of Yongfeng Kingdom.

At the critical moment, he chose to self-destruct.

Use the power of self-destruction to resist the blow of the Storm Hammer.

Faith is like fire.

Burn the whole world.

Fang Yue's body of faith was burning.

His strength increased hundreds to thousands of times.

At this moment, he is invincible.

Fang Yue's body of faith used the hammer of the storm with his bare hands.

The two sides actually fell into a brief state of even rivalry.

"I blew up my body of faith!"

"Is it worth it?"

"For these ants!"

The Storm Lord looked down from above and said.

His tone was full of indifference and doubt.

Although the body of faith is not very strong, it is definitely a combat power at the level of Tianzun.

Destroying one's faith for the sake of Yongfeng Kingdom was an extremely stupid act in the eyes of the Lord of Storms.

In fact, if Fang Yue wanted to leave, he couldn't stop him.

Fang Yue controls the power of time and space.

Don't say it's him.

Even a strong man who is half a step above the Emperor Realm cannot stop him.

People of Yongfeng Kingdom can be found after they die.

But when this body of faith explodes, it is really gone.

"value!"

"Nothing is worthless!"

"I am the leader of this Yongfeng Kingdom. It is my duty and responsibility to protect the people of Yongfeng Kingdom."

"In your opinion, perhaps these ordinary people are like ants. Their lives are not valuable at all, and they are even just tools used to attract the powerful or to sacrifice. But in my eyes, the sons of Yongfeng Kingdom The people are my children. The joys and sorrows of each of them will be imprinted on my heart. I have the responsibility and obligation to protect their safety at any cost!"

Fang Yue's words were sonorous and powerful.

His voice was heard in all directions.

Endless hope and pride suddenly arose in the hearts of the people of Yongfeng Kingdom.

see it? This is their leader Fang Yue. No matter when, Fang Yue will never give up on them.

"Extremely stupid!"

The Storm Lord scolded.

He swung the giant hammer in his hand again and smashed it down hard on Fang Yue's body of faith.

"You don't have anyone to protect, so you naturally don't understand my mood at the moment."

Fang Yue smiled and shook his head gently, then he elbowed, gathered strength, and punched.

Burning up all the power in the body of faith, the last punch.

Fang Yue's body of faith turned into endless white light, illuminating the whole world.

And his last punch hit the body of the Lord of Storm like lightning.

The Lord of Storm staggered two steps.

He lowered his head and looked at his chest that was hit by Fang Yue's body of faith. His chest was torn into pieces, like broken porcelain.

The Lord of Storm looked at Fang Yue with an incredible look.

"I. I was actually injured by you?!"

In the eyes of the Lord of Storm, Fang Yue was like an ant. Although he had amazing talent, there was no time for him to grow up completely.

But what he didn't expect was that such an ant, which was not worth mentioning in his eyes, actually injured his clone today.

"I tried my best!"

At this moment, Fang Yue's faith clone completely disappeared.

He turned into endless white light and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The Lord of Storm saw the depth of Fang Yue's faith, which finally dissipated, and he couldn't help but reveal a ferocious look.

"How can I, the Lord of Storm, be injured by an ant like you? I will kill you, and then kill everyone in Yongfeng Country, and use your blood to wash away my shame."

While speaking, the Lord of Storm opened his bloody mouth again.

In a city of the Wind Clan billions of miles away, all the people of the Wind Clan exploded and turned into blood mist and were swallowed by the Lord of Storm, and the wounds on his body healed immediately, and those broken traces disappeared.

The Lord of Storm looked ferocious.

By devouring the people of his own tribe to recover from the injuries of his body, Fang Yue did not hesitate to burn his body of faith to protect the people of Yongfeng.

The comparison between the two sides showed the difference.

Although the current situation is that the Lord of Storms has an absolute upper hand, the morale of the Wind Clan is extremely low, and the luck of the entire tribe has shown signs of collapse.

"If people's hearts are no longer there, the luck of the tribe will also dissipate."

Nangong Shouyue looked at the distance.

He still had no intention of taking action.

Now he represented not himself, but the entire Celestial Clan.

If Nangong Shouyue left at this time, it would mean that the Celestial Clan in the outer domain of the underworld would participate in it, which would bring endless disasters to the Celestial Clan in the entire underworld universe.

Because the real reason for Fang Yue's disaster this time was that he touched the boundary of the mastermind behind the scenes.

As a chess piece on the chessboard, this is an absolutely taboo and unallowed behavior.

Of course, if Fang Yue can escape the pursuit of the Lord of Storms this time, his identity will take a step up.

He is not just a chess piece on the chessboard anymore.

He is also qualified to access some information and secrets that only the mastermind can know.

"The last blow!"

The Lord of Storm looked at Fang Yue calmly.

At this moment, there was no joy or sadness on his face.

The arrogant mood gradually dissipated.

But the Lord of Storm in this state is the most terrifying.

Because the Lord of Storm now really regards Fang Yue as an equal to himself.

He wants to show his true strength to kill Fang Yue.

"Is this the end?"

Fang Yue's mouth was full of bitterness.

This time he really ran out of trump cards.

Even if his own clone of the Destruction Demon Clan and the flesh and blood clone are burning, it may burst out the power of faith, the clone is so powerful.

The clone of the power of faith can burst out with powerful strength, and there are some inherent factors of the special power of the power of faith in it.

And other clones do not have this characteristic.

"The old generation of the Storm Lord should fight with the old generation of the strong. You are a hegemon-level existence, and I have already reached the level of half-step emperor. Do you still want to attack a child repeatedly?"

The void shattered.

A human man in white slowly walked out.

His clothes were whiter than snow, and his face was mediocre. If you just look at his face, you can't see the demeanor of a strong man at all.

However, wherever he went, the void shattered.

It seemed that this world could not accommodate him.

"Jiang Wuxue, you are finally here. If you don't show up again, Fang Yue will really die here."

Drunken Sword Immortal said easily.

"Even if you die, Fang Yue can't die."

The white-clothed man Jiang Wuxue glanced at the drunken sword immortal.

"We didn't take action this time just to give Fang Yue a little warning. Let him know that he is not someone he can afford to offend."

"Before, the Heavenly Will of the Netherworld Universe and the Lord of the Ancient Land of Life had reminded him not to touch the domain of the mastermind, but he just didn't listen. This time he was beaten so badly, which can be regarded as a punishment for him."

Jiang Wuxue said.

"In fact, even if I didn't show up, the Heavenly Will of the Netherworld Universe would take action at the critical moment if it couldn't stand it. After all, Fang Yue is also his lackey. If Fang Yue dies, the hope of the Heavenly Will of the Netherworld Universe to break through to the tenth-level universe will be almost shattered."

Jiang Wuxue said coldly.

"White-robed Saint King Jiang Wuxue?!"

When the Lord of Storm saw Jiang Wuxue appear, he couldn't help but reveal a solemn expression.

As the saying goes, inner saint and outer king.

There is a reason why Jiang Wuxue can be called the White-robed Saint King.

He is the first leader of the human race in the civilized era of the underworld universe.

Jiang Wuxue's origin is unknown, but his strength is really strong.

After the short Kaitian era ended, the human race was once oppressed by the myriad races. They became the blood food in the mouths of the myriad races, and the life of the human race was miserable.

And just when the human race fell into a trough.

This Jiang Wuxue suddenly appeared and killed the powerful enemies from all directions.

Within three days, he killed nine Tianzun and became the patron saint of the human race. Just now, he gave the human race the opportunity to rise in this civilized era.

Some of the most ancient skills among the human race were all created and passed down by Jiang Wuxue.

And Jiang Wuxue rose to a higher era than the Lord of Storm.

If it weren't for Jiang Wuxue's early disappearance, there might be no Lord of Storm in the later era.