Ye Fan's question was like a thunderbolt that exploded in the field.
mad!
So outrageous!
These words not only provoked Zheng Zhanpeng, but also scolded all Xuantian Palace disciples.
For a time, the tens of thousands of Xuantian Palace disciples in the venue were excited and furious, and they yelled:
"How presumptuous! With just a Nascent Soul cultivation level, you dare to curse Senior Brother Zheng who has a Divine Transformation cultivation level?"
"What the hell do you think you are invincible because you come from the Yunhai Immortal Sect?"
"The Yunhai Immortal Sect is awesome, but that doesn't mean you are awesome either!"
"Senior Brother Zheng, torture him severely and let him know how powerful our Xuantian Palace is!"
"That's right! Cut off his head and hang it directly at the gate!"
in the crowd.
Palace Master Xiao Shoutian stared at Ye Fan, frowned slightly, and said: "Qingxuan, is this the peerless genius you met on Huolingxing?"
"Yes!" Mu Qingxuan nodded and said: "Master, he is far more powerful than he looks on the surface! Back then he won the God Burying Sword and killed the fifth elder's physical body with the peak of the Golden Core! Now, his
If your strength improves by leaps and bounds, you may be able to create miracles!"
At the end, Mu Qingxuan's beautiful eyes revealed a look of expectation, as if she was placing her hope on Mark.
"Confused!"
Xiao Shoutian shouted lowly: "No matter how strong he is, he can defeat Zheng Zhanpeng, but there is still the Fu family watching behind him! With so many elders of the Fu family, and Fu Kuishan, the second level true immortal who transcends tribulations, can he still defy heaven?"
After hearing this, Mu Qingxuan's pretty face turned pale, and the light that had just been ignited in her beautiful eyes was extinguished.
yes……
Even if Ye Fan can cross the border and defeat Zheng Zhanpeng, the real enemies are Fu Kuishan and Jiang Ying.
It is almost impossible for Ye Fan to turn the tide on his own!
…
At this time, Zheng Zhanpeng looked at Ye Fan with sinister eyes and said: "Boy, you are more arrogant than I thought, but there is no point in trying to be strong!"
"one move!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan raised a finger and said loudly: "If I can't kill you with one move, I will kill myself on the spot!"
If you don’t say anything shocking, you will die!
As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a huge stone smashing into the calm water, causing thousands of waves and causing an uproar in the venue.
Everyone in the venue looked at Ye Fan with incredible eyes.
madman!
A complete lunatic!
You know, Zheng Zhanpeng is the strongest of the younger generation in Xuantian Palace, and his strength is beyond doubt.
If not, the eldest lady of the Fu family would not admire him so much.
If you want to kill Zheng Zhanpeng with one move, you must at least be a seventh-level God Transformation expert who has mastered the field.
Now, Ye Fan, a Nascent Soul stage monk, dares to say such wild words, how can everyone not be shocked?
At this moment, Zheng Zhanpeng seemed to be greatly humiliated. His eyes were red and his face was ferocious. He gritted his teeth and said: "You brat, since you are seeking death, I will help you! When you go to hell, don't forget to tell the King of Hell that the person who killed you is called Zheng Zhanpeng!"
"
Zheng Zhanpeng said, leaping out like a dragon and raising his right hand.
"Boom!"
The vitality of heaven and earth within a radius of 10,000 meters was instantly drained.
Zheng Zhanpeng's palm condenses a vast and surging energy. Even if it is not triggered, it makes people feel unparalleled power.
"Low-level combat skill at the heaven level - Bahuang Liuhezhang!"
Zheng Zhanpeng pushed out his palm and pressed towards Ye Fan. The size of the palm print was not large, but the power in it was extremely concentrated, as if it could sweep across the world and shatter the world.
The tens of thousands of Xuantian Palace disciples in the audience all had expressions of worship on their faces and were amazed:
"This is our Xuantian Palace's top combat skill. I didn't expect Senior Brother Zheng to have successfully practiced it!"
"With Senior Brother Zheng's cultivation and the dominance of this combat skill, that brat will definitely die!"
"It's not just as simple as death, his bones will be crushed and turned into ashes!"
"Hmph! This is the result of offending our Xuantian Palace!"
On the rostrum in the distance.
Fu Kuishan nodded with satisfaction and said: "Jiang Ying, you are a very good apprentice! Since Xiaojing is in love with him, let them get engaged after a while!"
"It is Zhan Peng's honor to be appreciated by the Master of the Fu family. I agreed on his behalf!" Jiang Ying said excitedly.
Being able to marry into the Fu family will bring no harm to Xuantian Palace.
…
"Die!"
At this time, Zheng Zhanpeng pushed the Bahuangliu gas palm, like a heroic god of war, only a few meters away from Ye Fan.
All the eyes of the audience were focused on the two of them.
Even Cao Yunxi and Fu Jing on the stage stopped fighting temporarily and looked here.
Facing the menacing palm, Ye Fan was not only unafraid, but showed disdain in his eyes as he slowly pushed out his right fist.
However, Ye Fan's fist did not have overwhelming power, it was ordinary and unremarkable.
Three meters, two meters, one meter...
The distance between the two sides continues to shrink.
"boom!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan's right fist erupted with extremely terrifying power without warning, like ten thousand volcanoes erupting at the same time.
The extreme power actually tore apart the space. The surrounding air twisted, collapsed, and vibrated, as if a black hole appeared out of thin air. Everything that came into contact with it would be completely annihilated.
What was originally an ordinary punch instantly turned into a world-destroying divine punishment. Even the gods and Buddhas did not dare to use its edge and could only retreat.
"How can this be?!"
Zheng Zhanpeng's face changed wildly, and he no longer looked like he was confident of winning before. All the pride completely disappeared, replaced by unprecedented fear.
At such a close distance, he wanted to dodge with his palms closed, but it was too late.
The strong shadow of death shrouded his soul, as if one foot had stepped into the gate of hell.
"No!"
"impossible!"
"He's just a boy in the Nascent Soul stage, how can he be so scary?!"
Zheng Zhanpeng's scalp was numb and he was horrified. He couldn't figure it out. Ye Fan obviously didn't use his magical power, but the edge of this punch was so powerful.
But he didn't know that Ye Fan now had the power of five or sixty dragons in terms of physical strength alone, which even a strong man in the ninth level of divine transformation couldn't compare to.
In addition, Ye Fan opened the acupuncture points in his arms, activated his inner energy with all his strength, and the peak power that instantly burst out was as strong as five hundred dragons!
What a terrifying concept this is?!
Not to mention Zheng Zhanpeng, even ancient ferocious beasts like the powerful Vajra Demon Ape are far from being a match for Ye Fan.
"boom!"
A palm and a punch collided in the air, making a thunderous noise.
Immediately, an incredible scene appeared in the sight of everyone in the venue——
Zheng Zhanpeng's Bahuang Liuhezhang was as fragile as tissue paper and fell apart immediately.
And Ye Fan's fist continued to advance, going straight forward and slamming into Zheng Zhanpeng's body.
One hundredth of a second later.
Zheng Zhanpeng's physical body was completely shattered.
It was not torn apart or broken into pieces, but turned into nothingness, with not even a single cell left, as if it had never existed in this world and had disappeared.
…
For a moment, the whole place was dead silent.
Everyone stood there, dumbfounded, as if they were petrified, unable to even move a finger.
There are no words to describe the horror in their hearts.
"hiss!"
After a long time, someone came back to his senses, took a breath of air, and said tremblingly:
"Oh my God! Senior Brother Zheng was punched to pieces by that kid...?"
"Could it be an illusion?"
"What's the matter?"
No one could have imagined that Zheng Zhanpeng, who had reached the realm of divine transformation, would be blasted by Ye Fan, who was in the Nascent Soul stage, with a punch after he used his heavenly combat skills.
What's more important is that after completing such a feat, Ye Fan looked as usual, and even his clothes were not messy, as if he had not used all his strength.
So how terrifying is his true strength?
"Woooooooo..."
Suddenly, Fu Jing in the ring collapsed completely and burst into tears: "Brother Zhan Peng, you... you died so miserably! I will definitely let daddy take revenge for you!"
"You dare to be distracted in a duel with me? Look at the knife!"
Cao Yunxi scolded and slashed with the God Burying Sword.
Fu Jing was caught off guard and was hit by a knife in her left arm, dripping with blood, and fell into a disadvantage.
At this moment, Ye Fan turned around, glanced at the many Xuantian Palace disciples, and then looked at the many strong men from the Fu family in Jizhou, and said coldly:
