Chapter 173: Heavy Punches, Fighting to the Point of Madness

"Punch out without regrets!"

Ye Fan stretched out his hand to hold Gandalf's fist, his eyes were bright, and the golden light turned into a blazing sun.

"Hahahaha! Punch out without regrets."

Gandalf laughed wildly. He seemed to be connected with the cry of life in this universe and asked a question.

"Why does life fight?"

Ask a question and of course there will be an answer!

Practicing and seeking the Tao lies in the questions and answers!

"Because they want to fight!" Ye Fan looked at Gandalf equally, his fists had the power to carry everything, and his plain shoulders carried all the pressure.

"Want to fight? I have seen many, many answers. How can life fight if it wants to fight?"

Sometimes you can't do it just by thinking about it. The reality is cruel, it is irrational and treats everything coldly!

Ye Fan nodded. He understood that this was indeed the case. Gandalf was right, but he also knew that this was not his real answer.

"I want to do it, so I do it!"

I say Lingtian!

The immortal road is the road under your feet, and the road is measured by me!

Ye Fan is wearing ordinary clothes, but he has the power of a young emperor. His eyes seem to reflect the sun, moon, and sea, and all the changes in the world.

"Can you afford it?"

Gandalf's fist delivered the question.

"I can afford it."

Ye Fan turned his fist into a palm, caught Gandalf's fist, and then used his identity to resist the punch mark.

What Gandalf represents is the cry of the common people in the universe, their resentment of unwillingness to die like this, the origin of all living beings, humanity, the insignificant, and the madness of bloody battles!

The screams of bloody battles echoed in the subspace, and the bloody battles of the monks in the universe were his echoes.

Therefore, even if you can smash Gandalf with your fists and use immortal magic to destroy him, he will always come to you and punch you!

This is a sure hit, an inevitable choice.

With his body resisting this punch mark, Ye Fan only felt that he was so fragile.

The ancient holy body that can receive the Qing Emperor's faith body head-on is like an ordinary person's body at this moment, facing the terrifying pressure of falling stars.

The power of heaven and earth echoed here, and Ye Fan's body was like broken porcelain, with cracks spreading throughout his body bit by bit.

He felt only pressure, the heavy pressure of Gandalf's fist.

"Leaves!" Pang Bo looked at Ye Fan's miserable state, with a fist mark on his chest, and couldn't help but cast the Zuan Dharma on Gandalf in front of him.

From the eighteenth generation of ancestors to the unborn, their mouths are like machine guns.

This is normal, after all, no gamer would engage in a passionate exchange of blood with so-called cheating teammates and mentally retarded enemies on the Internet.

Yan Ruyu on the other side looked at the fist that arrived in front of her and flinched in her heart.

Yan Ruyu couldn't understand why she needed to answer Gandalf's question.

To describe it in another way, you met an old man when you were out. The old man said that your bones were amazing and taught you the Tathagata Palm. Then you tried it a few times, but it was of no use. You need to realize it and practice it by yourself. The so-called magical power is just that. A road, or a pointer, tells you a direction.

Then, you need to fight against Frieza and Super Saiyan from aliens, enemies whose combat power is hundreds of millions of times greater than yours.

What a joke!

"Click"

As Ye Fan's ancient holy body burst into final fragments, his body seemed to be completely broken.

The golden holy blood of the ancient holy land continued to flow out of the cracks riddled with holes, and then at the next moment, more terrifying blood was continuously generated.

The blood was unremarkable, just the blood essence dripping from the bitter sea monks.

But the power contained in it is so terrifying, a terrifying power that can cut mountains and seas!

"Relying on this power to temper your body is really terrifying."

Bai Mo shook his head and wiped away the blood from his exploded eyeballs, not daring to look directly at Mark now.

He is so bright.

In the other world he saw with his eyes, Ye Fan's substitute for the indescribable evil god was like taking hormones, expanding at an unimaginable index.

You can't look at Bai Fo at all, it will explode if you look at it.

Fortunately, Bai Mo cut himself off quickly enough, otherwise the person might have died.

Pinch his fingers, Bai Mo blocked out many memories of his other world, and then looked at the other passers-by.

These passerby characters, the big demons, are being beaten by Gandalf, and their thoughts and ideas are being constantly assimilated by Gandalf.

If the original big demons would become "normal" because of the changes in plot and story themes brought by Ye Fan, before fighting, consider what they can get and why they do so.

So now the great demons are self-taught and self-taught. They have sufficient experience in how to fight bloody battles.

From the perspective of Taoist fighting, each of these great monsters knows how to use their hands, feet, Taoist and magical powers, and every part of their body to fight in bloody battles.

Fight to the point of insanity, fight to the point of madness, this is the only wish of the great demons.

"If they are beaten thoroughly by Gandalf and are completely assimilated by this fighting spirit, then these big monsters will become crazy and only know how to fight." Bai Mo concluded.

What should I say? According to the original world view of Zhetian, these big monsters all have the identity card of fighting to the death, and they can be regarded as complete Zhetian people.

If you can't decide when something happens, just do it.

Who cares how you should do this? I said do it, so do it!

If it's not right, it must be that it, he, or she has not been beaten!

It won't rain today, and the clouds in the sky need to be beaten.

The realm of strength is not enough, and the power in the body needs to be beaten!

Everything needs to be beaten!

Moreover, the key is that doing this can really gain strength!

It's very outrageous.

After Ye Fan believed in the existence of Gandalf, he only needed to keep killing and killing, fighting to madness, and then the power would be at his fingertips.

The more fierce the battle, the more hateful the fight, and the two monks will continue to break through in the battle.

Breaking through before the battle is no longer the instinct of the protagonist. Every big monster here has this passive skill.

Of course, it also includes a series of buffs that greatly reduce negative emotional intelligence.

"Hehehe." The old dragon laughed strangely, and he tilted his head to look at a tiger monster beside him.

"Come and fight!"

"Come and fight!"

After the eyes made a fierce eye contact, the big monsters chose to fight at the same time. They laughed wildly, with crazy and demonic looks on their faces.

"Hahahaha!"

"Come and fight!"

"Come and fight!"

Bai Mo looked at them. Under the influence of Gandalf, they understood the joy of fighting, the beauty of fighting, and the happiness of fighting.

"What's the matter? In the future, Beidou's painting style will not be that two monks look at each other, and the fighting spirit in their bodies tells them that the monk in front of them is worth fighting, and then they raise their fists to fight him?"

Thinking of this picture in his mind, Bai Mo couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

What kind of magical world is this?

Shaking his head, Bai Mo dispelled the fantasy in his heart, and then refocused on Ye Fan.

He has changed again.

Beidou's painting style changes