Crazy!
This is really crazy!
Faced with Leng Yu, the genius of the Demon Sect, Wang Fan dared to speak so brazenly. How crazy was he?
At this moment, many monks looked at Wang Fan with a bit of contempt.
After all, you can be crazy, but you must have the capital to be crazy.
Although Wang Fan's words are good, it is obvious that he is not crazy enough to despise Leng Yu. ??
"Okay, this is the first time I, Leng Yu, have seen such an arrogant monk like you in all my years of practice. In that case, you should come first. I want to see if you can make me unable to take action."
Leng Yu stared at Wang Fan, smiled angrily, and said coldly.
Wang Fan didn't pay attention to Leng Yu's rage. After hearing Leng Yu's words, he nodded and walked slowly to the leather drum.
He took a deep breath, and the immortal energy in his body suddenly surged, and his aura soared into the sky instantly.
He clenched his right fist instantly, and then hit the drum hard.
"Boom!"
There was an extremely violent loud noise, the leather drum trembled, and the sound shook the sky.
Some of the monks who were closer could not even resist the impact of the sound waves, and were so shocked that they retreated continuously.
"Dong dong dong!"
Wang Fan did not stop, but once again punched three times in succession.
If last time he was here, he still needed to master the sonic martial arts while playing the drums, but now, there is no need for him to do that at all.
Wang Fan landed three consecutive punches on the leather drum without any pause in between, just like flowing clouds and flowing water. Everything looked so natural.
In an instant, more violent sound waves and pressure swept over, puff puff puff puff, puff puff, and soon, countless monks could not help but vomit blood and flew out.
Because the impact of that sound wave was so strong that it was simply not something that ordinary people could withstand.
Leng Yu looked at this scene with an extremely ugly face. He did not expect that Wang Fan was so strong.
However, he does not have much
Anxious because he is confident that he can definitely beat Wang Fan.
Because three years ago, he could hit the leather drum nine times, but now he is confident that he can definitely hit it ten times.
And ten times, this is already a legendary record.
He Leng Yu didn't believe that Wang Fan could break the legendary record.
It was precisely because of this that he dared to challenge Wang Fan like this.
He just wanted to trample Wang Fan under his feet in front of Shen Yao.
He wants everyone to know that Wang Fan is trash and is nothing in front of him, Leng Yu.
On the other side, Wang Fan didn't know what Leng Yu was thinking. He closed his eyes and was still beating the leather drum.
"Dong dong dong dong!"
There were four more blasts in a row, and even more violent sound waves struck, and the monks around him had already hid far away.
Now, Wang Fan has rang the bell eight times.
If he can't ring the ninth bell, then his arrogance just now will be a joke.
Because three years ago, Leng Yu could ring the bell nine times. If Wang Fan couldn't even ring the bell nine times, Leng Yu wouldn't even have to do anything, and Wang Fan would have been defeated.
Wang Fan didn't pay attention to the thoughts of the monks around him. His closed eyes suddenly opened, he glanced at Leng Yu not far away jokingly, then he raised his right fist and punched it hard.
"Boom!"
There were two more heavy sounds, and at this moment, the entire sky seemed to have turned dark.
The endless terrifying storm swept over, and even those monks who had fled far away were still beaten to pieces by the impact.
At this moment, even the saints of the temple gate, the witches of the Demon Sect, and even Leng Yu and other geniuses could not help but retreat under the power, and did not dare to get close at all.
Only Wang Fan still stood there calmly
Inside, the clothes and wind seemed not to be affected at all.
Ten rings!
It’s already been ten times!
This is already a legendary record!
As long as Wang Fan can ring one more time, he can break the record.
At this moment, the monks who had recovered their consciousness all looked at Wang Fan, their hearts trembling, and they could not calm down for a long time.
unbelievable!
It’s really outrageous!
Leng Yu's face was also gloomy and terrifying.
When things have reached this point, even if he can ring the bell ten times, he has already lost.
Because he was sure that even if he could ring ten times, he would never be able to do it as easily as Wang Fan.
Just when Leng Yu was thinking about this with a gloomy face, Wang Fan suddenly turned to look at him and grinned, "Do you think this is my limit? No, you are wrong, I will make you despair!"
Along with the sound, Wang Fan's fist suddenly punched out again.
"Boom!"
There were two low and powerful sounds. This time, under the terrifying storm and sound waves, even the faces of Saint Xia Yuan and Witch Shen Yao suddenly changed, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and they collapsed.
flew out.
This is true for two people, let alone others.
Although Wang Fan was not much affected by the storm, in order not to go too far, he still spurted out a mouthful of blood, took a few steps back, and his face turned pale.
Twelve rings!
Wang Fan actually knocked out twelve rings!
This is simply outrageous.
Leng Yu was so embarrassed that he almost fell to the ground. His face was pale and his eyes were dim for a while.
Is the gap really that big?
This time, he was really hit.
When the storm subsided, Wang Fan looked at Leng Yu and said calmly, "It's your turn now."
"laugh!"
When Leng Yu heard this, he could no longer hold back his anger and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Now if he goes to beat the leather drum, isn't he humiliating himself?
But it would also be a bit embarrassing if he didn't go.
Because Wang Fan had said before that if Wang Fan took action, he would have no chance to take action.
Now it seems that it is indeed the case.
The monks around him, even the saints and witches, all looked at Wang Fan in shock.
There was deep surprise in the saint's eyes.
Because she knew that this time, the Temple Gate really found a treasure.
A heaven-defying cultivator like Wang Fan is simply something you can only meet but cannot seek.
As for the witch Shen Yao, there was also strong regret in her eyes.
If possible, she would never recruit Wang Fan in this way.
It's a pity that it's too late to say anything now.
Wang Fan ignored the two women, but looked at another monk who challenged him with a smile, "You want to challenge me in the sword formation? Well, let's enter the sword formation and fight."
The monk's face was also a little gray, and the confidence in his heart was no longer that full.
But now, he couldn't and didn't dare to give up the challenge, so he had no choice but to agree.
Ten minutes later, the monk was defeated miserably, his face was ashen, and his Taoist mind was affected.
Next, in the sword formation and the formation, none of the demon sect's geniuses who challenged Wang Fan won, and they were all defeated.
At this moment, the eyes of all the monks looking at Wang Fan were even more shocked.
In their eyes, in addition to shock, there was also heat and admiration.
They all seemed to be able to imagine that Wang Fan, a peerless evildoer, was about to rise.
It is very likely that the Temple Gate will become glorious again in the near future because of Wang Fan.
It was their supreme honor to be able to witness the rise of this peerless monster with their own eyes.
This chapter has been completed!