The Yunduan Mountains tower into the sky and cross the white clouds. Some of the peaks are lush and green below, while the tops of the mountains are covered with snow, creating a double wonder.
Broken Mountain. It is located in the center of the mountain range, and is full of people. Young monks descend from time to time, and there are more and more people. The young generation of outstanding monks in Quzhou gather together.
Situ Feng had a slightly cold expression and a tall figure. He stood outside the crowd and was quite conceited. He stared at Ye Fan and said, "This joke doesn't sound very good."
Ye Fan was only a few feet away from him. He stood there calmly. His joints moved and made a crackling sound, and he soon returned to his true appearance.
"It's really you." Situ Feng was a little surprised. But he quickly sneered and said, "How dare you come here, you are really brave."
Mist emerged from Ye Fan's body, covering his whole body, hiding his true body. He took a few steps forward and said: "The world is so big, I can't go anywhere. It's just a gathering of Quzhou monks. Why don't I
Dare to come?",
Situ Feng's expression became much colder and he said: "I came here today. I'm afraid you won't be able to leave."
"Do you want to slap me to death?" Ye Fan said as he took a few steps forward.
"I can't kill you with just a flip of my hand. One slap is enough!" Situ Feng is a genius of the Yanyun Sect. He is already a strong man in the third level of the Taoist Palace at the age of more than 20. He is quite conceited.
Ye Fan touched his chin and said: "Am I so easy to bully? You could kill me with just one slap. You really treat me like a piece of grass."
"Except for the flames of Qi Zhan, you are nothing to me. Killing you is like plucking grass and leaves, as easy as flipping a finger." Situ Feng looked calm.
"Then you come and try to beat me to death.
"Ye Fan walked forward again.
At this time, the monks around him noticed something unusual here and turned around to look.
"Isn't this Situ Feng of the Yanyun Sect? He is known as the most outstanding genius of the sect in the past century. He is only twenty-one years old. He is already a strong man in the third realm of the Taoist Palace.
"In the southern part of Quzhou, Situ Feng is quite famous among the younger generation. Many people speculate that he will definitely be able to break into the Four Extremes Secret Realm before he is thirty years old."
Many monks talked about it and spoke highly of it.
Situ Feng is only twenty-one years old. He is not a descendant of the Holy Land." It is really amazing to have such cultivation. After all, there are too few people in the younger generation who have truly reached the secret realm of the Four Pole.
It is very likely that he will break into the Four Extremes Secret Realm before he is thirty years old. It can be said that his talent is extraordinary.
"You are very famous in Quzhou." So many people know you." Ye Fan became even more misty. The mist rolled and covered his whole body.
"Who is this person? He dares to confront Situ Feng. Could it be that Er can't compete with the geniuses of Yanyun Sect?" Someone showed doubts.
"It must be a challenger. After Situ Feng became famous in the south of Quzhou, some young monks refused to accept it. This often happens."
"Fame and fortune kill people." He would not hesitate to fight for fame, but challenging Yan Yun's genius is asking for death. "I'm afraid not many people in Quzhou who are around 20 years old can compete with him."
"It's very dangerous for me. They say I'm far from your opponent." Ye Fan laughed at himself.
At this moment, Broken Mountain was full of young monks. Many people looked over and noticed the tense atmosphere here.
"It's a pity. I actually didn't want to kill you, but you came in front of me. I don't mind sending you away with a slap." Situ Feng responded lightly. His body turned into a shadow, floating like a figure in a painting.
Came over.
As he said himself, "He just slapped his hand, and raised his right hand high. It showed a water-blue halo. It was blue and sparkling.
At this moment, there were many eyes gathered in this place, both from near and far away. This was a gathering of young monks from Quzhou. Such a conflict was expected. No one was surprised.
The people in Duanshan knew that this was Empress Situ Feng and thought that there would be no suspense at all. The strange challenger would definitely be killed by the genius of Yanyun Sect.
Ye Fan stood still and waited quietly for Situ Feng to rush forward. He waved his right palm and faced the aqua-blue palm.
"Snapped!"
The sound was very loud. It was like a thunder blast. It spread all over the broken mountain. The two palms clashed, causing a series of water-blue ripples. The blue halo floated like a gauze, submerging the place.
"I've told you a long time ago that Situ Feng is extremely talented. If you challenge him, you will definitely pay a heavy price, and you will lose your life at every turn."
"The blue light is like electricity. Overflowing with divine power. The power of this palm is terrifying."
Many people were amazed.
However, when the blue mist dispersed, everyone was stunned, speechless, and swallowed back the words that followed.
In the center of the field, Ye Fan's long sleeves were fluttering. He stood there dimly and calmly, while Situ Feng's face was pale. He stepped back far. His entire right palm was deformed and shapeless. Little drops of blood fell to the ground.
"After...,..., how is that possible?!"
"Who is he? He actually injured the genius of Yanyun Sect and broke his right metacarpal bone inch by inch."
"Who is this person?" Why have I never heard of it? Is there such a person in Quzhou?"
"There is a radius of more than three thousand miles in Quzhou. I have never heard of such a person. Could it be that he is a monk from his oasis."
There were many people around who had strange expressions. An unknown person slapped Situ Feng and seriously injured him. People couldn't help but be surprised.
Ye Fan is very calm, just in terms of his physical body. Who can compare with him in the secret realm of the Taoist Palace? Copper ribs and iron bones. More terrifying than magic weapons. The Taoist Palace alone.
Many people are speculating on his identity, but his body is shrouded in mist. No one can see clearly.
"You..." Situ Feng's face turned pale. Not only was his right metacarpal fracture broken, but his entire right arm was also broken into eight pieces. No one was more surprised than him. It was like he had hit a big mountain just now.
There is no way to resist the force of Shinto.
"It's very difficult for you to slap me to death." Ye Fan stood there...but did not pursue him.
Situ Feng's expression froze, and his right arm trembled. He was gritting his teeth and bones, and at the same time he opened his mouth and spat out a bead. It hung above his head. A series of water curtains hung down, and the whole person was protected inside.
"It's the water blue pearl from Yanyun Gate," someone exclaimed.
At the same time, Situ Feng opened his mouth and spit out a green lotus. It was as radiant as a mountain and as heavy as a mountain. It oppressed everyone around him and couldn't breathe.
This green lotus is "transparent" and glowing blue. The huge pressure makes many people's hearts palpitate. Their faces are pale, and there is a crackling sound in front of the broken mountain ground, and large cracks appear.
Ye Fan changed his color. Not only because the opponent's green lotus was so heavy, but also because the ground on the broken mountain was cracked. This is a ruthless man's dojo. If any trouble is caused, something bad will happen.
He rushed forward without leaving any behind. His palms were like knives, and he struck continuously, breaking the aqua blue halo.
The green lotus was not damaged. The light was even brighter. It pressed down. He raised the sky with one hand and held it in the air. "It was indeed as heavy as a mountain." His body felt a little strained by the pressure.
The water blue bead rose and flew towards Qinglian. The two became one. The weight suddenly doubled, making Ye Fan sink.
"This is the Yanyun Sect's most important treasure. It's almost unbearable. This man actually resisted it with his body. What's the origin?" Everyone around was surprised.
However, what made them stunned was still behind. Ye Fan's hands shook continuously, and golden big handprints appeared, causing the sky to collapse.
Situ Feng changed color. Three blue lights shot out from his left hand and merged together to form a blue electric knife, which suddenly grew to a length of more than ten feet and struck Ye Fan.
, "Situ Feng actually refined the Three Yin True Waters. Every drop of this water can penetrate the cracked gold stone!"
"What's even more terrifying is that" he made a spiritual sword with real water. This secret method is extremely terrifying and "can kill people's souls!",
, "This is the Sanyin True Spirit Sword. It has been born again. It is really surprising and surprising!",
Everyone watching the battle changed their color." They were all paying close attention.
The Three Yin True Waters can extinguish true fire. They are soluble in pure gold. They are as heavy as ten thousand stones. They are sacrificed and refined into the Three Yin True Spirit Swords, which are incredibly powerful.
Ye Fan let out a low roar. His arms shook nine times. After nine blows, the Yanyun Sect's precious water blue beads and the green lotus were all cracked.
,"boom"
The last punch was thrown. Blue light shot out all over the sky, and the two treasures became ready powder. They were crushed by his golden fist!
, "Who is this person? How can he be so powerful?"
, "The flesh is harder than treasure. How did he practice? Is he a demon?"
,"terrible",
Everyone was stunned. They were all in disbelief.
The Sanyin True Spirit Knife struck, and the blue light was like electricity. The skin of the people nearby appeared light blue, and the cold air was biting.
"when"
Ye Fan grabbed the blade. His whole right hand was as fierce as red gold, leaving five deep fingerprints on it.
, "Wang Yin's true spirit sword can kill the soul, my God. He grabbed it with his hand. He was not afraid."
"Is this an existence whose body can be sanctified in the future? How come there is such a terrifying body?!",
,"boom"
Situ Feng activated the Sanyin True Spirit Knife. Blue light shot into the sky and water overflowed. It flooded towards Ye Fan.
This is the Three Yin True Water. It can dissolve gold and bite iron. One drop is enough to penetrate the body of a monk. So much water surges out. No one can explain how terrifyingly powerful it is.
However, Ye Fan's body was so bright that all the true water was evaporated and turned into blue gas. There was nothing he could do.
Divine power is surging. He is like an immortal furnace, burning everything and destroying everything.
"Kaka".
The Sanyin True Spirit Knife broke in his hand, turned into true water, and then turned into blue mist. It was completely refined by him.
This scene was horrifying. The true spirit sword, which was trained with secret techniques, was actually vulnerable to a single blow. He destroyed it with his golden palm.
"You...,..." Situ Feng turned pale and turned around to leave. Now he was heartbroken. Such an opponent made him full of frustration.
"The genius of Yanyun Sect was defeated and had to flee."
"That is the genius from the south of Quzhou, but he is vulnerable to this person. Who is this person? So terrifying!",
"Broken Mountain" Many people looked shocked.
"You also want to try the power of my slap!" Ye Fan was so fast. He immediately chased after him, and his golden palm turned into the size of a millstone. He smashed it down, causing the void to buzz and tremble.
"Be merciful," shouted the outstanding disciple of the ancient Ji family. A figure rushed forward quickly.
At the same time, Situ Feng also tried his best to resist and resolve the disaster.
The golden big handprint was incomparable, draining all the essence of the surrounding world. A large blurry black space appeared!
"Snapped",
This time, it was like a muffled thunder striking through the air.
Situ Feng's resistance had no effect at all. His whole body was smashed and he flew away.
, "You..." The young and powerful man from the Ji family was furious. He didn't expect that the other party would not give him face at all and killed someone in front of him.
He caught Situ Fei's damaged body, but as soon as his hands came into contact, the body immediately turned into ashes and was completely destroyed physically and mentally!
, "Who are you? How dare you kill someone in front of me? Didn't you hear what I just said?!" the young strong man from the Ji family asked.
"Who are you? If you tell me to stop, I will stop. Is the ancient family amazing?" Ye Fan stood with his hands behind his back.
That’s it for tonight, I’ll continue this chapter tomorrow.