Upon hearing Ye Fan's words, Lord Chixiao was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes burned with raging anger, like flames burning the sky, and the robe on his body was even more active without wind, stirring endlessly.
angry!
Unprecedented anger!
Venerable Chixiao is a powerful man from the hidden sect. He stands at the top of all living beings and has never looked down upon people in the secular world.
Even underground emperors like Yang Zhenkun treated him with great courtesy and respected him like a god.
But now, Ye Fan actually asked him "which corner jumped out of nowhere", how could he endure this?
"presumptuous!"
Venerable Chixiao roared angrily, gritting his teeth and said: "Young man who doesn't know how high the sky is, you only know how big the world is! The sky is so high, how much weight do you have to step on! How dare you not take this seat in your eyes, you are...
Looking for death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Venerable Chixiao's momentum increased steadily, as if he had transformed into a demon god.
With his body as the center of the circle, he stirred up an unstoppable power that was ready to crush the sky and tear the sky apart!
"thump!"
"thump!"
"thump!"
For a moment, all the Hongyi elites knelt down, prostrated on the ground, and worshiped, like humble people meeting the supreme king.
Such a powerful aura is enough to intimidate 99% of the people in the world.
Even Yang Zhenkun, who has always held a high position and held power, had to do his best to grit his teeth and not kneel down.
However, Ye Fan still straightened his spine, like a javelin. Regardless of the wind from east to west, north to south, I stood proudly and unmoving.
Seeing this scene, the anger in Venerable Chixiao's heart was further stimulated. His face was full of ferocious color, and he shouted violently:
"You brat, go and die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Venerable Chixiao stamped his right foot on the ground and soared into the sky with the help of the counter-shock.
A hurricane suddenly blew up in the field, and the towering trees were bent down, countless flowers and plants were uprooted, and many Hongyi elites were blown to and fro.
Venerable Chixiao punched out, and the raging internal energy surged, like a roaring and roaring dragon, draining all the vitality of the world within a hundred meters.
The momentum is so majestic that it can tear the sky apart and span eternity.
His right fist is like an angry dragon that has been dormant for thousands of years. It breaks out of the water. The fist is the head of the dragon, the arm is the body, and the body is the tail. The dragon comes out of the water and rushes straight into Ye Fan's chest, as if he wants to punch him through.
.
With one punch, the situation changed color, ghosts cried and gods were frightened.
In terms of power, it was no less powerful than Ye Fan's earth-shattering punch before.
Not far away, when Yang Zhenkun saw this, his face was filled with uncontrollable joy, and he secretly said:
"Venerable Red Flame is worthy of being a strong man at the pinnacle of the Xuan Realm. In the secular world, he can swallow thousands of miles and is invincible! With this punch, even a big mountain, let alone a mortal body, will be blasted through! Today,
We must let this kid pay with blood to comfort Xiao Ting’s spirit in heaven!”
…
Venerable Chi Yan was a well-deserved master of the Xuan Realm. When he was so angry, he showed no mercy at all and used ten percent of his internal energy as soon as he got up.
The devastating fist light instantly locked Ye Fan's energy, leaving him with no possibility of dodge.
But from the beginning, Ye Fan never thought about escaping.
Suddenly, he raised his fist, took a stance, moved his left foot forward in a horse stance, and slowly moved his right fist back, like a bow and an arrow.
"boom!"
A dazzling golden light bloomed from his right fist, shining brightly, as if a red sun was recreated out of thin air, like a god.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan faced the fist and pressure of Lord Chiyan and stepped forward.
He chose to fight head-on!
Face Todoroki!
At this moment, everyone in the venue thought he was crazy.
A young warrior under twenty, no matter how amazing and talented he is, his strength is limited after all.
But now, Ye Fan actually chooses to confront Lord Chiyan head-on!
This is a complete lunatic, I simply don’t know how to write the word “death”!
Venerable Chiyan's face was filled with a tragic and ferocious look, as if he had foreseen the scene of Ye Fan being punched to pieces by him.
With his strength at the peak of the Xuan Realm, he is not said to be invincible in the world, but even among the hidden sects, he is a rare existence.
To him, worldly martial arts masters are just like chickens and dogs, completely vulnerable to a single blow.
In his opinion, Ye Fan's choice was extremely stupid and tantamount to committing suicide.
…
"Jie, Jie, Jie... brat, since you are looking for death, I will help you!"
The next moment, Venerable Chixiao's fist strength surged by three points again, like a huge meteorite falling from the sky. The unrivaled power distorted the surrounding space, and seemed to shatter the void and tear the sky apart.
Yang Zhenkun and many Hongyi elites in the distance were even more horrified and silent.
"boom!"
Finally, the two fists collided in mid-air.
Mars hits the Earth!
The energy aftermath was like a volcanic eruption, spreading in all directions. The unrivaled power instantly blew Hong Yi and others away more than ten meters.
However, contrary to everyone's expectations, Venerable Chixiao's punch, which was like an angry dragon coming out of the sea, did not defeat Ye Fan.
For a moment, the two of them fell into a stalemate, fighting on equal footing, and neither could do anything to the other.
Even though Venerable Chixiao is a strong man at the pinnacle of the Mysterious Realm, Ye Fan is an immortal cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Realm. In terms of the strength of his internal energy, he is no less powerful.
And now, Ye Fan has used the power of the four spirits of Suzaku, Xuanwu, Qinglong, and White Tiger to fuse them together, and the power has increased exponentially!
…
"Kick! Kick! Kick..."
"Kick! Kick! Kick..."
Almost at the same time, the two men closed their fists at the same time and took several steps back.
Every step left a huge hole in the cement floor.
"You can take one punch from me and not die, boy. This is enough for you to be proud of!" Venerable Chixiao said condescendingly.
Although he was calm on the surface, there was a huge wave in his heart, and he was so surprised that he couldn't be more surprised.
In his opinion, at Ye Fan's age, even if he started practicing from his mother's womb, it has only been less than twenty years now. How could he have the internal strength to match his own?
This is really incredible!
At this time, Ye Fan raised his eyes and glanced at him, with no expression on his face, and said coldly:
"Stop talking nonsense and come again!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan didn't hesitate at all, his figure surged, he advanced instead of retreating, and took the initiative to attack Lord Chixiao.
Both of them are extremely powerful. When exerting their full strength, their speed is so fast that they almost break the sound barrier.
Others tried their best but could only capture blurry afterimages, unable to clearly see the battle process.
"Bang bang bang bang bang!"
A series of dense collisions of flesh, like a violent storm, resounded throughout the entire place, deafening.
One hundred punches, two hundred punches, three hundred punches...
In just a few minutes, the two of them had exchanged nearly a thousand punches in mid-air.
The aftermath of the turbulence raged around, and the area within a hundred meters radius seemed to have been bombarded by a hail of bullets.
As for Yang Zhenkun and Hong Yi, they fled hundreds of meters away and did not dare to get close.
fear!
horrible!
Everyone was paralyzed on the ground, shivering, with a huge boulder pressing on their chests, and they couldn't breathe at all.
Even though they were separated by such a long distance, they all felt like a lonely boat in a tsunami, swaying uncertainly and possibly being swallowed up at any time.
Such a confrontation between strong men has exceeded the limit of their imagination. It is simply——
Fighting between gods!
…
A full quarter of an hour passed, and the intensive sound of collisions suddenly stopped.
Ye Fan flashed and retreated a hundred meters, his chest heaving and breathing heavily.
In the high-intensity fierce battle just now, Venerable Red Flame inflicted heavy damage on him.
His left and right fists were covered in flesh, bones, bones, and blood, and were extremely miserable.
After he cultivated to the second level of Cang Tian Hegemony, this was the first time he was injured so seriously!
On the other side, Venerable Chi Yan no longer looked as arrogant as before. His robes were completely torn, and his clothes were ragged, making him look extremely embarrassed.
However, Venerable Chiyan's injuries were obviously not as serious as Ye Fan's. A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said calmly with ease:
"Boy, I never thought that you could push me to this point! At first, I was going to kill you to death, but now, I have changed my mind -"
"As long as you are willing to be my disciple, I will let you live!"