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Chapter Three Hundred and Fifteen: Demonstration

The wind was howling. A violent energy fluctuation suddenly occurred in the Yang-level area, and the few people in the distance changed their faces at this time.

"This guy!" The woman's thin lips and eyes were filled with a solemn look. She was a slut, but she was not a fool. When she saw the burly young man, Nie Fan was still calm. Even Zheng Aotian was also

He wouldn't be so calm, but Nie Fan was extremely calm.

"I said not to mess with me!" Nie Fan's voice suddenly rang.

The burly young man who was originally violent and burly suddenly stopped hearing Nie Fan's words, and his aura was also weak.

A dazzling force of sunlight burst out from Nie Fan's fist, and a black demonic energy flowed through the power of sunlight. Suddenly, a violent force rushed out from Nie Fan's fist.

The violent and burly young man's fist also came at this time.

It even collided with Nie Fan's fist.

With a loud bang, a burly figure flew out quickly like a kite with a broken string. At this time, a hurricane rushed out, and the ground was scraped ten centimeters away.

As soon as the cultivator of Lishui Sect arrived here, he saw a terrifying hurricane rushing from not far away, and a burly figure flew backwards, and a blood mark was sprinkled in the air.

The burly young man fell heavily on the ground, and his mouthful of blood was spit out with a slight sound, and his eyes looked at his left fist with unwillingness.

At this moment, the left fist has been severely deformed and cannot recover after a year or two.

This is not the main thing, the most important thing is that he has no ability to stand up at this time. The terrifying violent force in his body made him extremely painful. Fortunately, the pain almost numbed him.

, but he was not screaming. Qin Yun, who had not walked far, suddenly turned around and suddenly felt a violent aura spreading towards him. This was just an aftermath.

"hiss...."

Looking at the burly young man who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, the people who came here looked at Nie Fan who turned around faintly at this moment.

"who is he?"

I don't know, I just came here.

This is the Yang-level area, and the lowest cultivators in it are also the first level of Yang-level. Of course, there are also high-level cultivators at Yang-level, but these people are deeper, but there are still a few people here. These people are not young, the lowest

He was almost thirty years old, and he was shocked when he saw Nie Fan.

"This guy is so terrifying and depressing." A middle-aged man at the fifth level of Yang level whispered.

"I also feel that this kid's combat power is probably comparable to the fifth level of Yang level. These kids should teach them a lesson. They are arrogant all day long. I am not as arrogant as them at this age. Look,

It was annoying." Another middle-aged man was a little happy to see Nie Fan teaching this burly man a lesson. It can be seen that these people also made a lot of dissatisfaction in the Lishui Sect.

The few people around Zheng Aotian soon appeared next to the guy.

At this time, Zheng Aotian looked at Nie Fan directly.

"Haha, your strength is pretty good, but you are still at the first level of Yang level." Zheng Aotian's voice sounded faintly.

Nie Fan glanced at this guy indifferently, and the anger in his heart spread.

"Is that true, do you want to try it?"

"Haha, you are not qualified to let me do it." Zheng Aotian laughed.

Xiaoxiao and the Firemaned Lion were both angry.

Nie Fan waved his hand.

"Then thank you for giving me face." Nie Fan said that, he didn't look at the guy and went to Elder Wang's palace.

Zheng Aotian looked at Nie Fan's smile and anger also arose in his heart. Obviously, this kid didn't take his words seriously at all, and even beat his subordinates into this way. If he didn't teach this lesson, he

家伙的话,那以后谁还会愿意跟着自己,毕竟自己的目标那可是离水宗的少宗主之位,只有这样才能获得更多的资源,十几年后踏入宗主之位.

If you want to ascend to the position of sect leader, you must definitely not lack supporters around you.

"Stop! You hit my subordinates and kowtowed three times at him, and I'll let you go."

When Nie Fan suddenly turned around and rushed out of anger when he heard this.

"You say it again!"

Nie Fan's voice was extremely gloomy, and some of the Lishui Sect disciples around him were stunned. Unexpectedly, this mysterious young man really dared to disobey Zheng Aotian's words at this time.

"Kow three times at him, I'll put it..."

Bang Before Zheng Aotian finished speaking, Nie Fan was furious. The little little body and the fire-maned lion on his body were shocked and rushed down from Nie Fan. Then everyone saw a white scattered ray of decay.

The shadow was still there, Nie Fan's true body had already arrived at Zheng Aotian who had not finished speaking.

"You are looking for death!" Nie Fan's voice exploded in Zheng Aotian's mind like the voice of the Nine Nether Demon Lord.

Zheng Aotian was also shocked, but he took action in a hurry.

Bang the angry Nie Fan raised the Jiuyou Battle Body to the peak, and the black palms were used. Zheng Aotian made Nie Fan angry. If this was not Lishui Sect, Nie Fan really wanted to erase this angering

Guy.

The middle-aged men in the distance were also shocked at this time.

"Go quickly and tell the sect leader that this kid is angry. If he kills Zheng Aotian with ruthless actions, it will be really piercing the sky."

A man left.

At this time, Nie Fan's painted black palm directly blasted Zheng Aotian's defense and even slapped Zheng Aotian's face.

With a crisp sound, Zheng Aotian was directly overturned by a powerful force, and even rolled on the ground a few times before getting up. The five-finger handprint on his face was very clear.

It was conspicuous, with blood on the corner of his mouth, and a tooth was spit out. His gloomy eyes were full of anger at this time, and he was going to kill Nie Fan.

Nie Fan actually slapped him away in front of everyone. Although he was not ready, everyone could see Nie Fan's horror.

The burly young man who was unwilling to do so at this moment, his eyes widened and looked at Nie Fan standing with disbelief.

"He actually slapped the boss away with a slap!

The others were stunned, and the woman was even more crying."

At this time, Nie Fan was quietly looking at Zheng Aotiandao: Remember, Lishui Sect is just a part of the thousands of subordinate forces of the Suzaku Empire. The Qianlong Continent is extremely huge. With your strength, it is only medium.

I just know that I am self-righteous and arrogant all day long. If this was not Lishui Sect, I would have killed you!

Zheng Aotian, who wanted to rush up, was stunned.

He could see the murderous intent in Nie Fan's eyes, and personally felt the terrifying fluctuations emitted from Nie Fan's body. At this time, Nie Fan's eyes were even black and gold, which looked extremely weird.

"roar....."

At this time, the Firemaned Lion also roared and suddenly transformed.

Suddenly, a huge fire-maned lion appeared in everyone's sight.

"Intermediate Spirit Beast!"

Suddenly he took a breath of cold air again, and the middle-aged man who stayed there was also shock.

"Who is this kid? His strength is terrifying. There is an intermediate spirit beast with a third-level yang level around him."

Seeing the Firemaned Lion, Zheng Aotian's face suddenly looked extremely ugly. Nie Fan was not only an intermediate spirit beast, but also an intermediate spirit beast that stepped into the third level of the Yang level. His own strength was not enough for others.

The demon pet saw that he dared to provoke him at this time. Zheng Aotian was really regretful at this time.

It was also at this moment that a loud laugh came from afar: "Haha, my friend is coming from afar, I am not welcome."


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