Smelting and Exploding the Heavens

Chapter 320
Han Cangyi kept wandering around Fan Zhuoyuan, disturbing Fan Zhuoyuan's spirit with various voices, seeing him suddenly slashing at the air in front of him with a knife, he couldn't help showing a smug smile.

Xindao: Regardless of your profound internal strength and powerful martial arts, as long as you have never cultivated your spiritual will, you will never be able to stop my vacuum phantom palm!
Seeing this, the tyrants of the major forces around them all showed surprise expressions.

Qin Baichuan also mistakenly thought that Fan Zhuoyuan had made the point, and immediately wanted to remind him.

Seeing this, Wen Xiangjiao's two elders immediately attacked him.

"Don't let this person distract the deputy leader! Heroes, let's take Qin Baichuan down together!"

Old boxer Xia and the others knew that Fan Zhuoyuan was in such a state that Han Cangyi would definitely take advantage of him, so they naturally didn't give Qin Baichuan a chance to remind him, and seven or eight people immediately attacked and besieged him alone.

Qin Baichuan's martial arts is also very good, he won't be defeated by one opponent, but he has to concentrate on fighting, and he only has time to remind Fan Zhuoyuan.

"Fan Jiaozhu! Be careful of Han Cangyi's tricks!"

Fan Zhuoyuan couldn't cut the target for a long time, he seemed to have fallen into a rage, and roared: "Han, what kind of hero is sneaky, if you have the guts, come out and fight Fan to the death!"

Fan Zhuoyuan let out a stern roar, and displayed the magic lion's roar, which made everyone's hair almost stand upside down.

At this moment, he is like Xie Xun in Ice and Fire Island, besieged by many warriors from the Central Plains, he is cautious with a little bit of fear, but after all, he can't stop all kinds of conspiracies and tricks emerging one after another.

Han Cangyi continued to circle around with phantom-heavy movements, and said with a smile at the same time: "Since Master Fan is in such a hurry, he should be prepared."

As he spoke, he popped his finger, and a stone hit the pillar of the gazebo, and then bounced back with a strong wind and hit Fan Zhuoyuan's vitals behind him!
Ordinary people with eyes would naturally not be deceived by such tricks, but Fan Zhuoyuan was blind and could only distinguish his position by listening to the sound. He turned around and slashed at him. The violent saber energy destroyed the entire farewell pavilion into ruins and fell into the cliff.

When all kinds of chaotic sounds and booms were heard, Han Cangyi swooped down, his single palm was covered with scarlet blood, he had gathered his internal energy at one point, and was about to burst out and attack Fan Zhuoyuan's vest!
At this moment, everyone thought that Fan Zhuoyuan had been deluded by the spirit, mistakenly thought that the enemy was behind him, and was still slashing wildly, not noticing that the really deadly killing move came from an unexpected position.

Although they were fighting fiercely with Qin Baichuan, they kept their spirits up secretly, waiting for the final result!
At this moment, Fan Zhuoyuan, who had been slashing at the farewell pavilion, suddenly turned around, and just before Han Cangyi's single palm came, he completed the turn at an incredible speed, and the blade was facing Han Cangyi's palm!

This knife seems to have been prepared to stop here, waiting for Han Cangyi to hit him on his own initiative.

Han Cangyi let out a hellish scream, and hurriedly withdrew his strength to get back.

But is it true that the palm that is sent out with all its strength can be said to be sent and received as soon as it is said?

His palm was halfway back, and still hit the blade, and the entire palm was cut in half by the sharp blade of the Dragon Slaying Knife.

The corners of Fan Zhuoyuan's mouth were slightly raised, with a ferocious, three-point joking and four-point disdain, he raised his wrist!
Han Cangyi screamed, his entire arm was cut in half like noodles, stretching all the way to his shoulders.

However, Han Cangyi had also completed his recovery, and after hitting the ground with one foot, he used the ultimate movement technique in the vacuum phantom palm, intending to quickly open the distance.

However, Fan Zhuoyuan's butiange's phantom magic body technique is faster than his imperfect lightness kungfu. In addition, he advances and chases the enemy more smoothly, almost following Han Cangyi.

He was in the air, and he hit Han Cangyi's chest three times in a row, making him feel like a leaf floating in the air, his body trembling unceasingly. A mouthful of blood fell in the ravine beside him, lifeless.

The dignified deputy head of the Wenxiang Sect died so tragically at the hands of the head of the Maitreya Sect. All the heroes present widened their eyes and lost their hearts.

Fan Zhuoyuan carried the dragon-slaying knife on his shoulder, turned his head slightly to where the crowd was, and said in a hoarse and slightly sad tone: "Today, hundreds of dead souls will be added to Yangzhou City."

The blade rolled quickly, and the blood on the blade flew in all directions, heading straight for the crowd.

The one who bears the brunt is Old Master Xia of Xia Family Boxing Gym. He has taught boxing in Yangzhou City for more than ten years and is highly respected.

But here, the face has been completely torn apart, only blood can be seen!

He didn't have time to dodge this violent and extremely violent slash, so he used his inner strength to use his arms, and he wore stainless steel armguards on his arms. Now he has no choice but to withstand such a blow!
The blade cuts down!
Seeing the fine steel armguards as paper, Old Boxer Xia broke both wrists at the root!

He didn't feel the pain yet, but he still let out a howl of terror.

After severing his arms, Fan Zhuoyuan kicked old Boxer Xia's abdomen and kicked him away like a cannonball.

The skinny old boxer Xia didn't have much flesh, but when he bumped into the Ke Qing of the Zhao family and the Zou family, they immediately broke their tendons and fractured their bones, spouted blood and died.

Killing three people with one move, everyone knew that Fan Zhuoyuan's mad tiger's martial arts skills were unfathomable, and he had no intention of fighting, and immediately scattered and collapsed.

Fan Zhuoyuan listened attentively to the sound, and suddenly flung out the dragon-slaying knife in his hand, drawing an arc in the air like a boomerang, passing by quickly, the remnants of the Beggar Clan and the heads of the gold-medal martial artists of the He family fell together, and the dragon-slaying knife pierced through the air and beheaded After cutting it on a big tree, it still trembled naturally.

There are two elders of Wenxiangjiao, the head of the Yangzhou sub-rudder of the Cao Gang, and the head of the Huaishang Salt Gang.

Fan Zhuoyuan didn't intend to let any of them go. There was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood under his feet, and all kinds of weapons were scattered all over him. He kicked them out with his feet, and four swords, guns, swords and sticks flew out together.

Then he used the dragon to control the crane, protruding with both palms, first locked the two elders of Wen Xiangjiao, the two were locked by the invisible energy, and the knife and the sword passed through the body, and they were punished on the spot.

But with a stick and a gun, they went straight to Lin Xingda, the rudder leader of the Cao Gang, and Wu Huaijing, the leader of the Salt Gang.

After a short delay, Fan Zhuoyuan had already jumped in, and struck out with both fists in the air. The two of them had just fired their guns, and tried their best to resist Fan Zhuoyuan's blow again!
There were two bang bang bangs, the two screamed in pain, and fell backwards to the ground. Both of them suffered comminuted fractures of their arms and were seriously injured on the ground.

Seeing Fan Zhuoyuan, who was completely naked, stepping forward step by step with a steaming scarlet aura all over his body, the fear in their hearts had never been so intense.

Lin Xingdafu, the rudder leader of the Cao Gang, shouted in his heart, "There are millions of people in my Cao Gang. If you kill me, the Cao Gang will avenge me, and the mere Yangzhou Maitreya Sect will be reduced to dust!"

Fan Zhuoyuan sneered, stepped on this person's chest, like stepping on a bug, and crushed it hard.

Lin Xingda, leader of Cao Gang, a man of influence in Yangzhou, his viscera were shattered immediately, his face turned red, he spurted out a big mouthful of blood, and died on the spot.

Wu Huaijing, the leader of the Salt Gang next to him, was so scared that he urinated on the spot, his whole body trembling like chaff.

Fan Zhuoyuan looked at the other party with a sneer, "Does your excellency have something harsh to say, Fan is all ears."

(End of this chapter)