All the big guys had their eyes widened and their expressions were exaggerated!
"No, he actually blocked it!"
"And still have the upper hand!"
"Isn't this kid a secretive master?"
After Zheng Xiongfeng was slightly shocked, he sneered: "Good boy, no wonder you dare to come to my Zheng family alone, you really have some skills!"
He put away the contempt in his eyes. He only used half of the force of the punch just now, so he suffered a loss.
"Now, you are qualified to be regarded as my real opponent!"
"However, my opponents usually die miserably!"
He glanced at the three tragic corpses on the ground, and said with a ferocious smile: "These three people are the result of being regarded as my real opponents!"
"Qin Fan, you have to be careful!" Murong Linger, who was behind him, whispered worriedly.
Only then did Zheng Xiongfeng notice Murong Ling'er. Suddenly, he seemed to have suddenly remembered something, with a look of shock and anger on his face!
"Boy, where is my son?"
Ordinarily, Murong Ling'er should be being abused by his son at this moment. She appeared here, but Zheng Tianya was missing. Zheng Xiongfeng had a bad feeling in his heart.
Qin Fan said calmly: "I killed him."
"What!"
"Little bastard, I'm going to make your life worse than death!"
Zheng Xiongfeng roared like a completely enraged warrior and pounced on Qin Fan.
Qin Fan looked calm and raised his hand to greet him.
Zheng Xiongfeng's strength is three points stronger than that of Thunder Palm and Decepticon. He is considered to be the most powerful warrior among the warriors Qin Fan has ever seen, except for the two worshipers of the Li family.
Moreover, Qin Fan could feel that the quality of Qi in Zheng Xiongfeng's body was far higher than that of ordinary warriors.
If the true energy of ordinary warriors is compared to air, then the true energy in Zheng Xiongfeng's body is compressed gas, while the true energy in the old Taoist priest's body is high-pressure gas.
As for the spiritual power in Qin Fan's body, it is directly in a liquid state, which is the state of the spiritual energy after being infinitely compressed and solidified. It can also be understood as the liquid state formed after the true energy is concentrated to the extreme.
However, the amount of spiritual power in Qin Fan's body at this moment is far less than the amount of true energy of a warrior at the peak of his inner realm.
Inner realm warriors can freely circulate the true energy to various parts of the body to strengthen their strength.
Therefore, every attack of the inner warrior contains powerful infuriating energy.
The speed and strength of the two people exploded, and they would exchange several punches in one breath.
However, when Zheng Xiongfeng used all his strength, Qin Fan seemed to be beaten.
Zheng Xiongfeng punched Qin Fan on the arm, and Qin Fan's body was slightly bent by the opponent's infuriating energy that was twice his own.
Although the spiritual power in Qin Fan's body was far superior to Zheng Xiongfeng's Qi in terms of quality, it was inferior to him in terms of quantity.
However, those true qi cannot break through the spiritual power of the immortal cultivators who are stronger than them in quality.
It looked like Qin Fan was pressed down and beaten, but in fact he was not hurt at all.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had exchanged dozens of punches. Zheng Xiongfeng was slightly out of breath, but Qin Fan looked calm.
"No, we can't go on like this. This guy's endurance is obviously better than mine!"
Zheng Xiongfeng knocked Qin Fan back several meters with one blow, then retreated and put some distance between him and Qin Fan.
Qin Fan did not continue to fight back, but stood there and adjusted his breathing for a while.
Zheng Xiongfeng smiled coldly: "Good boy, if I give you a few years to grow up, I may not be your opponent!"
"But you really shouldn't come here today, I won't give you a chance to grow up!"
Qin Fan smiled lightly: "With your current level, you are not qualified to say such a thing."
Zheng Xiongfeng smiled strangely: "Do you think that our Zheng family, as a martial arts family, is only at this level?"
"Now, I'll show you my family's secret knowledge!"
"Baji, collapse!"
He spoke one word at a time, and every time he uttered a word, his breath rose by one point.
The bones on his body also let out a burst of crackling sonic boom, and he stamped his right foot on the ground, and his whole body shot towards Qin Fan like a sharp arrow.
Bo, bo, bo, bo...
The sound of eight films being punctured in a row resounded in the yard, and Zheng Xiongfeng's speed was so fast that afterimages appeared.
He slammed into Qin Fan's arms. This was a martial arts technique of attacking with his elbow.
The old Taoist priest's eyes widened: Hey, I didn't expect that Qi could be used like this!
The old Taoist priest is like a curious baby. When he sees a novel toy, he can't help but want to try it himself.
If he wasn't worried about disturbing Qin Fan, he really wanted to go up and fight Zheng Xiongfeng.
All the big guys could also feel the power of this blow, and the awe in their eyes became even deeper when they looked at Zheng Xiongfeng.
"The martial arts family really has a profound foundation, and it also has such powerful martial arts!"
Qin Fan was also slightly shocked. This martial art increased Zheng Xiongfeng's attack power by at least three times!
From now on, he will be impressed by the martial arts skills of warriors.
"Split the air!"
An indifferent voice sounded, Qin Fan did not dare to neglect, and aimed at Zheng Xiongfeng with the Eighteenth Avenue Movement.
Powerful spiritual power activates the rules of heaven and earth. The Eighteen Movements of the Great Dao are not martial arts, but magical powers used by cultivators in close combat.
Each move can mobilize the power of heaven and earth, and its power will increase as the caster's cultivation level increases.
Bang!
Zheng Xiongfeng knocked him upside down and flew away.
Martial arts are still far behind the magical powers of immortal cultivators. Even if the amount of Qi in his body is several times greater than Qin Fan's, the quantity cannot make up for the quality, just like a mountain of mist cannot hold a drop of water.
weight.
"What kind of martial arts is this!" Zheng Xiongfeng shouted in shock as he got up from the ground.
No one answered him, only a dull voice sounded again.
"Collapsing mountains and rivers!"
Qin Fan took a step forward and then extended a palm. The whole courtyard of the villa seemed to tremble.
If we say that the slash in the air just now was an aura of going forward in an unstoppable manner, cutting off all obstacles.
So, this move of Bengshanhe is completely a violent bombardment! Explode everything and destroy everything.
The spiritual power once again resonated with the rules of heaven and earth, and the energy locked onto Zheng Xiongfeng, and the powerful force fell on the opponent's body through Qin Fan's white palms.
"ah!"
Zheng Xiongfeng roared, his eyes were bloodshot, he resisted desperately, and punched with all his strength.
He originally wanted to escape, but found that he couldn't escape and had no choice but to resist.
boom!
Zheng Xiongfeng was beaten and flew backwards towards the living room of the villa.
Wow!
The glass door of the living room was smashed, and Zheng Xiongfeng continued to move until he hit the hard cement wall of the living room before stopping.
puff!
He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, with a ferocious face, staring at Qin Fan like a wild beast.
"Where did this kid come from? He's so terrifying!"
Zheng Xiongfeng was afraid. Qin Fan's strength was the only one he had ever seen in his life. He had also seen many geniuses in the martial arts world, but no one could match Qin Fan Wan Yi.
"Damn it, it seems that today I have no choice but to end my martial arts path!"
He suddenly knelt down on the ground with gritted teeth. There was a crisp sound in his dantian, as if something was broken.
Immediately afterwards, a powerful aura swept out of his body, as if something had broken the seal.
The aura on Zheng Xiongfeng's body kept rising, rising... The surrounding glass fragments and fragments of furniture that he had smashed began to float around him, and his wounds began to slowly heal.