Ye Fan's punching action was beyond everyone's expectations.
Moreover, he did not use any combat skills with this punch. It was just a common straight punch. It was simple, nothing fancy, and it didn't have any overwhelming momentum.
Even a child of seven or eight years old can easily perform it.
Using this method to deal with He Gang's iron fist, which has the power of hundreds of elephants, is simply like a mantis trying to use a chariot, and a fly shaking a tree!
At this moment, even He Gang was a little confused and his fist movements were stagnant.
Being able to be favored by the elders of the second-grade sect and accepted as a closed disciple is enough to prove He Gang's outstanding talent.
Because of this, he has his own pride.
But he never expected that Ye Fan, a "weak" Golden Core monk, would dare to despise himself so much and even want to compete with him in boxing strength!
Do whatever you want!
Showing a sword in front of Guan Gong!
"You brat, you succeeded in irritating me! Die!!!"
He Gang let out an angry roar, not only using his physical strength, but the internal energy in his Dantian also surged wildly and poured into the iron fist.
In an instant, the power of this punch increased steadily, approaching the power of two hundred elephants.
As the fist continued to move forward, the surrounding space collapsed inch by inch, like a dam bursting.
Even from a long distance, one could feel the horror. Some of the Qiao family guards even closed their eyes, not daring to look at the tragic scene of Ye Fan being killed.
"boom!"
One hundredth of a second later, the two fists met in mid-air.
Immediately, a deafening sound came, like the first spring thunder during the Waking of Insects, shaking the sky and the earth, causing ghosts and gods to retreat, and invisible sound waves spread in all directions.
Everyone present not only felt their eardrums vibrating, but even their consciousness seemed to be torn apart, with pain on their faces.
They never expected that the fist fight between He Gang and Ye Fan would cause such a big commotion, and the aftermath alone was so terrifying.
If there were monks in the foundation-building realm present, they would probably be shocked to the point where their internal organs would be broken, and they would vomit blood and die.
…
At this moment, the center of the explosion.
A figure remained motionless, as steady as Mount Tai.
Another figure, like a kite with its string broken, flew out upside down.
A member of the He family said carelessly: "Haha... I'm just saying, the young master is invincible, that kid is absolutely——"
Suddenly, the voice of the He family member stopped suddenly, like a duck being strangled by the throat, which was particularly weird.
Because he clearly saw that the person standing there turned out to be Mark!
I saw that Ye Fan's spine was as straight as a sword, and he still maintained his punching posture. There was no injury on his fist, not even a broken skin.
Ye Fan is standing, doesn't that mean the person who flew out is...
The next moment, everyone in the venue turned their heads, only to see He Gang, who was still arrogant just now, drew a parabola in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground with a loud "Peng" sound.
What's even more terrifying is that his right fist and entire right arm have disappeared!
It wasn't that he was beaten to blood, or that his bones were broken, but his entire right arm was blasted into nothingness!
"hiss!"
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air, and their whole bodies were shaken violently, as if they were being shocked by electricity, as if their hearts were being pinched hard by an invisible big hand, and they were almost suffocating.
The scene that happened in front of them had an unprecedented visual impact on them, and it was difficult to describe their mood at this moment in words.
"Gudong!"
Suddenly, a member of the He family swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said tremblingly: "This... I must have seen it wrong, why is it the young master who was beaten away? Illusion, this must be an illusion!"
You know, He Gang is not an ordinary person, but a master in the middle stage of Nascent Soul and a close disciple of the second-grade sect elder.
The power of his just punch was infinitely close to the power of two hundred elephants.
However, Ye Fan, who seemed to have only Jindan cultivation, defeated He Gang with just one punch, and beat his right fist and right arm into nothingness?
How terrifying must the power contained in Ye Fan's punch be?
What's more important is that Ye Fan's understatement seems to have not used all his strength at all, and he still has some trump cards left.
In fact, this is also true.
In that punch just now, Ye Fan only used 50% of his power, and did not fully open the nine acupoints in his right arm. If the firepower was fully activated, he would probably be able to burst out with the power of a thousand elephants in an instant!
What a terrifying concept is this?!
In a high plane like Tianshu Star, the Golden elixir stage is at the lower end of the food chain, and ordinary Golden elixir monks only have the power of one image.
But Ye Fan is a thousand times stronger than those in the same realm.
Of course, this only refers to physical strength. His heavenly body has reached a very exaggerated level under the tempering of the golden flames of the sun.
When it comes to actual fighting, factors such as martial arts, magical powers, weapons, etc. must also be taken into consideration.
Even so, Ye Fan's physical strength can definitely be regarded as a monster!
Even the Supreme Immortal Lord or the more powerful Peerless Immortal Emperor cannot have such physical power when they are in the Golden Core stage.
…
"Ahhh!"
After a short delay in feeling pain, He Gang screamed at the top of his lungs, his facial features were distorted, and he was so hideous that he almost fainted from the pain.
"Xiao Gang!"
The head of the He family, He Ming, grew taller and instantly rushed to his son's side, feeding him a spiritual elixir.
In higher planes, it is not uncommon to regenerate severed limbs.
However, He Gang practiced the "Vajra Warrior Technique" and also bathed in the blood of the Red Flame Golden Elephant Beast. He was extremely powerful and his physical body was his strongest point.
Now, He Gang's right arm has suffered a devastating blow and turned into nothingness. Even if he uses secret techniques to grow his arm again, this arm will become his biggest shortcoming, a flaw, and his future achievements will be affected.
Influence.
In addition, this crushing failure will also traumatize his mood.
A dignified monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul actually lost to a golden elixir monk at his strongest point. If this matter spread, He Gang would definitely become a laughing stock.
The next moment, He Ming turned his head suddenly, stared at Ye Fan with red eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "You bastard, if you dare to hurt my child, your crime is unpardonable!"
As soon as he finished speaking, He Ming's body erupted with unparalleled tyrannical momentum, the wind was dancing wildly, and the anger was burning in the sky. It was like a demon god came to the world, as if a yawn could lay down millions of corpses and bleed for thousands of miles.
When He Gang and Ye Fan had a fist fight just now, He Ming didn't pay attention at all, thinking that his son would win without a doubt, but he made a big mistake.
Now, he is unwilling to let Ye Fan go no matter what!
"Netherworld Blood Shadow Magic!"
He Ming shouted loudly, and the majestic qi and blood in his body violently rioted. The flowing sound was like the Yangtze River, and then turned into a bloody light and shot out into the sky.
After transforming into a god, it is called the Qi and Blood Realm. It renews and iterates the Qi and blood in the body. What it spits out is immortal energy and what it casts is immortal blood. It is qualitatively different from the Yuanying monks.
At this moment, He Ming was surrounded by a layer of blood mist, like a long river of blood rolling continuously. It was also mixed with the sound of ghosts crying and howling, which was particularly scary.
Everyone in the Qiao family and the He family couldn't help but tremble.
Under normal circumstances, with their level of cultivation, they would be able to ignore the temperature of the outside world and come and go freely even in ice caves.
But now they felt a biting chill, rushing from the soles of their feet to the Tianling Cap, as if their blood was freezing, making them unable to move at all.
"not good!"
Seeing this scene, Qiao Shan, the head of the Qiao family, changed his face wildly, looked at Ye Fan and shouted: "Little brother, please, take Xi'er and escape quickly! You are definitely no match for Old Thief He!"
Ye Fan's punch just now showed unparalleled power and crushed He Gang severely, which was indeed surprising.
But, it doesn't stop there.
In Qiao Shan's view, Ye Fan may be born with divine power, but he has only brute strength and is completely ineffective against the cultivators who transform themselves into gods.
As long as He Ming used his magical power, Ye Fan would not even be able to touch the corners of He Ming's clothes and he would be brutally killed!
"Want to run away? It's too late! The secret technique - Blood Wave Devouring the Sky!"
He Ming shouted loudly, and the blood mist around him continued to flow, and its area continued to expand, as if it turned into a billowing wave of blood.
"Crash!"
The wave of blood invaded Ye Fan's position, and the momentum was so great that it was shocking.
When Ye Fan saw this, he didn't dodge or evade, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, and said lightly:
"Who said I was leaving? Even if you are a powerful person in the Nine Transformation Immortality Realm, you will be scared to death when you see me, so who do you think you are?"