Chapter 172: Heavy punches, fighting to the point of insanity
"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 Ling Tian!
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 delivers 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.
As his body resisted the punch mark, Ye Fan 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.
"Leaf!" 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 the alien Frieza and Super Saiyan, 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 essence and blood 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 monsters, are being beaten by Gandalf, and their thoughts and ideas are being continuously 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 demons knows how to use their hands, feet, Taoist and supernatural powers, and every part of their body to fight in bloody battles.
Fight to the point of madness, 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 demons all have the identity card of fighting to the death, and they can be regarded as complete Zhetian people.
If you can't make up your mind about something, just do it.
Who cares how you should do this? If I say do it, then do it!
If it's not right, it must be that it, he, or she was not beaten!
It won't rain today and the clouds in the sky need beating.
The level of strength is not enough, the power in the body needs to be beaten!
Everything has to be beaten!
And, crucially, you really gain strength by doing this!
Very outrageous.
After Ye Fan believed in Gandalf's existence, he only needed to keep killing and fighting until he went crazy, and then power would be at his fingertips.
The fiercer the fight, the more hateful the fighting. The two monks will continue to make breakthroughs in the battle.
It is no longer the protagonist's instinct to break through in battle, every big demon here has this passive skill.
Of course, this also includes a series of buffs that significantly reduce negative emotional intelligence.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie." The old Jiao laughed strangely. He tilted his head and looked at the big tiger demon next to him.
"Come and fight!"
"Come and fight!"
After a fierce look in their eyes, the big demons unanimously chose to fight. They laughed wildly, with extremely crazy and possessed looks on their faces.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Come and fight!"
"Come and fight!"
Bai Mo looked at them. Under the influence of Gandalf, they realized the joy, beauty and happiness of fighting.
"What's the matter? In the future, Beidou's style of painting will not be like this. The two monks looked at each other, the fighting spirit in their bodies told him that the monk in front of him was worth fighting, and then raised their fists to fight him?"
Thinking of this scene in his mind, Bai Mo couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
What kind of magical world is this?
Shaking his head, Bai Mo dispelled the fantasy in his heart, and then focused on Mark again.
There were new changes in him.
Changes in Beidou painting style