"It's really interesting! I thought it was just a fight between a group of ants, but I didn't expect three decent ones to appear! However, they are just slightly stronger ants."
A young man with a folding fan in his hand flew towards the mountain gate from the air. The folding fan in his hand was pointed at Zhao Dezhu. Several flying blades of zhenqi hit Zhao Dezhu, but Zhao Dezhu teleported to avoid it.
After reaching the Holy Realm, you can use your body's spiritual power to fly in the air. Warriors in the Supreme Realm can soar freely in the air like a bird.
"Haha! Interesting, teleportation?"
After saying this, the young man closed the folding fan and pointed it in the air dozens of times. Another figure teleported three times and took Xiao Yu'er, Modwen and Zhao Dezhu into the space bracelet.
The attack pointed out by the young man also came instantly. Three thirty-foot-sized potholes appeared directly where the three of them were standing, and they were fully one-foot deep.
A burst of energy shot into Lin Fan's left arm. Lin Fan felt as if his left arm had been hit by a hard sharp object, but he did not feel any pain.
"Interesting! An adult appears in front of a child, but it's just a big ant with a stronger physical body."
After speaking, the young man rose into the air, and the folding fan in his hand was replaced by a blood-red sword.
When the young man drew his sword, the blade sent out a sword energy that went straight to Lin Fan's throat, aiming for the vital point.
Lin Fan's figure disappeared instantly and reappeared, punching the young man in the abdomen, knocking him back ten feet, but he was not injured.
"Come again!"
As soon as the young man stood firm, Lin Fan came over and punched the same position again. The young man was pushed back again, and just as he stood firm he was hit with another punch. The young man was pushed back again, but he had already vomited blood and was knocked down.
Row houses.
Until the young man was blasted into the stone wall of a mountain peak, the Jianzong's houses were knocked down row after row, from the mountain gate directly to the mountain behind; after a path was plowed out, Lin Fan stood on the
In front of the peak of youth.
"Aren't you awesome? Where was your awesomeness just now?"
As he spoke, Lin Fan raised his hand and punched the herringbone hole. The young man in the hole felt the fatal threat and resisted the pain to break free from the hole.
When Lin Fan's fist hit the crater on the mountain peak, the young man's figure dodged it at the critical moment.
"You dare to hurt me? Do you know who I am?" the young man said, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Anyway, you are not my son, so why don't I dare to hurt you? Will your father cause trouble for me if I beat you to death?" Lin Fan replied.
The Alliance crowd couldn't help laughing after hearing Lin Fan's answer.
"I am Sun Wuba of the Tianwu Sun Family. How dare you, an ant, to hurt me? You are dead!"
"Oh! So you don't have a father!" Lin Fan said.
"I have a father, do you know who my father is?" Sun Wu said domineeringly.
"It's not me anyway! Aren't you called Sun Wuba? Then what's the matter with your father?" After Lin Fan knew that the other party was not his opponent, he was not in a hurry to take action and began to tease Sun Wuba.
"My father is Sun Qigang, the great hair protector of Shenyue Sect in Tianwu Continent. If you dare to hurt me, I will ask my father to destroy your whole family!" Sun Wu said domineeringly.
"I don't care who your father is, why are you meddling in other people's business? I will destroy Jian Zong today."
Hearing Lin Fan's words, Fan Jian, who was hiding aside, became excited and realized that the other party's purpose was to destroy his Jian Sect with determination. He thought that with the supreme powerhouse Sun Wuba and his four powerful men, Jian Sect would
Not only can the sect be preserved, but other sects can even be annihilated in one fell swoop.
Fan Jian did not expect that Sun Wuba would be so useless, and was beaten by Lin Fan without even a chance to fight back.
When Sun Wuba saw Lin Fan standing still, he thought that he was frightened by him carrying him out. Then he dodged; he struck Lin Fan on the back of the neck with his sword, and dodged again, and a sword light struck him.
Lin Fan's throat.
Sun Wuba turned around to see Lin Fan whose head had been beheaded by him, but a handsome face was only five inches away from his eyes, which frightened Sun Wuba into screaming loudly.
"Oh my god!..."
"You...you, you, you...you're not dead?"
"I don't know whether your mother is dead, but you are about to die."
After Lin Fan finished speaking, he appeared in front of Sun Wuba again and punched Sun Wuba in the chest, causing his chest to collapse.
Sun Wuba sprayed blood mist, put a pill into his mouth, and his injury gradually stabilized. He then took out a jade pendant, crushed it, and fainted on the ground.
"No, Aba is in danger!" In a large hall in the North Territory, a young man with a strong aura stood up from the main seat.
The young man took out a jade pendant that was exactly the same as the one that Sun Wuba crushed, crushed it, and disappeared instantly.
Lin Fan looked at Sun Wuba who fainted, and wanted to see if he was dead, but suddenly a figure appeared next to Sun Wuba.
"Aba! Aba, wake up, Aba!..."
The young man turned back to look at Lin Fan, who folded his hands on his chest and looked at him.
"Did you beat Aba like this?" the young man asked.
"Are you his son?" Lin Fan asked without answering.
"I am his brother Sun Wuji!" the young man replied.
"Why do you call him dad when you're not his son?" Lin Fan continued to ask.
"Let me ask you first, was my brother Aba injured by you?" Sun Wuji said.
"I thought his father would come to help, but it was his son who came, and I was the one who injured him!"
Sun Wuji put Sun Wuba on the ground and stood up.
"Nine Yang Breaking Wind Fist!" He punched Lin Fan.
Lin Fan also raised his hand and punched out, and the two fist shadows collided in the air between the two of them.
Lin Fan was shocked to the point where his energy and blood surged. The young man's expression changed due to the shock, and blood started to flow from the corner of his mouth.
"You are very strong! But I am not unable to fight you."
"Nine Yang Burning Sun Fist!" After Sun Wuji said this, another fist shadow shot out.
Lin Fan raised his hand and was also struck by a fist shadow, and the two fists collided again.
Sun Wuji vomited blood again, and this time Lin Fan was so shocked that he spit out a mouthful of blood.
"You are the first one who dares to compete with me, Sun Wuji, in terms of physical strength, but you don't seem to have used any martial arts?"
"Uh! I don't need martial arts." Lin Fan resigned. He didn't need martial arts. He didn't know any martial arts at all.
"Without any martial arts skills, you were able to take over my Jiuyang Earthly Fist with your physical body. You are indeed ridiculously strong!"
"But if you hurt Aba, I won't be polite to you. Look at the boxing, Jiuyang Ultimate Fist!"
The pale yellow light around Sun Wuji's punch merged into his fist, and then a punch shadow hit Lin Fan. The sound of the punch shadow making it break through the air told Lin Fan that he could not catch this punch.
Sun Wuji wanted to see how Lin Fan received his most powerful punch, but Lin Fan's figure had already disappeared.
Sun Wuji's fist hit the Jianzong's meeting hall directly, and the hundred-foot-high palace was directly blown into pieces. A burst of dust was stirred up, and the smoke covered most of the Jianzong's square.
Lin Fan appeared behind Sun Wuji, and the fragrance of flowers filled the entire Sword Sect. Sun Wuji gradually lost himself.
"My dear grandson! Show me your awesome Jiuyang Disha Fist." A voice sounded in Sun Wuji's mind.
After Sun Wuji struggled for a while, Lin Fan appeared at the place where he originally fought with Sun Wuji.
"What happened to me just now? That feeling was so weak, that fragrance of flowers?" Sun Wuji looked at Lin Fan who was standing there, thinking that he was hallucinating.
"Um...Sun Wuji, right? You are too weak." Lin Fan said.
"Really? Then you can try another punch from me! Jiuyang Ultimate Fist!" After Sun Wuji said that, he fired out the same punch shadow just now.
A more powerful golden light spread around Lin Fan's body and merged into his fist, and he punched out.
The two fist shadows came into close contact in the air, "Boom..." Hearing a loud noise, Sun Wuji raised his head and opened his mouth, and blood spurted out several feet away.
Lin Fan still stood where he was, this time he was not injured.
"You...you just...what did you use just now?" Sun Wuji was so injured that he couldn't breathe and asked hesitantly.
"What I just used is the Nine Yang Tiangang Fist, which is specifically designed to restrain your Nine Yang Earthly Evil Fist."
"No wonder!..."
"You are really too strong! Dare you ask the hero's name?"
"Master Lin Fan! What, do you still want to fight?"
"Lin Fan? I remember you!"
"No fight, no fight! I am no match for you. If you punch me like this again, I will be beaten to death by you. Farewell!"
After saying that, Sun Wuji took Sun Wuba and disappeared from everyone's sight.
Lin Fan teleported, lifted Fan Jian out from behind a stone pillar, and threw it into the Jianzong Square.
"Fan Jian, the leader of the Sword Sect, has not been strict in his governance, which has caused a mess among the elder disciples of the Sword Sect. Today, Lin Fan, Lingyun Sect, eradicates the cancer of the Southern Region Sword Sect in the name of righteousness and rectifies the Sword Sect's leader Fan Jian on the spot."
After Lin Fan finished speaking, he slapped Fan Jian's Heavenly Spirit Cover with his palm. Fan Jian, who was already trembling with fright, had his head smashed into pieces before he could beg for mercy. He couldn't die anymore, and even his soul was directly killed by Lin Fan.
Fan was scattered with one palm.
"Uncle, Nan Sect Leader, three heads! It is up to you to handle this Sword Sect."
After Lin Fan finished speaking, he took Zhu Mo and Zhao Changzhou away from the Sword Sect and directly used the fourth step of Thousand Miles in a Flash to return to the Biyun Peak of the Lingyun Sect.
After returning to Biyun Peak, Lin Fan recalled the martial arts skills of the four holy warriors named Qingqi Shuhua in the Sword Sect; and the Jiuyang Disha Fist that he had copied. Lin Fan felt that the brothers and sisters should learn from it.
Some martial arts skills are at hand.
Lin Fan thought of the mountains of martial arts and martial arts he had accumulated from the space rings and space bracelets he had obtained in the small barbarian world.
Then Lin Fan directly passed the copied Jiuyang Disha Fist to Zhao Dezhu.
"Fourth brother! This set of boxing techniques is divided into five styles. The first style, Nine Yang Breaking Wind Fist, requires the integration of wind attributes to be fully utilized."
"The second style Nine Suns Fierce Sun Fist requires the integration of fire attributes to achieve perfect performance. The third style Nine Suns Ice Breaking Fist requires ice attributes, and the fourth style Nine Suns Sky Thunder Fist requires thunder attributes."
"The strongest punch is the Nine-Yang Wuji Fist. When I was fighting with Sun Wuji, I felt that this punch lacked the punch's power!"
"It should be that all attributes are fused together to make one punch. If this technique can be completed, it will be eight attributes that are fused together to make the ultimate punch. The power can be imagined!"
"But I feel that the person who created this set of exercises only has these few attributes, so he created these five styles."
"If you use it flexibly, you can deliver a supreme blow even if you are in the holy realm now."