Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 469 You are not worthy of three tricks

Although Sun Hanyi and Song Mayou felt that their brains were hurting so badly that their sanity was almost blurred, when they heard Zheng Fan talking about the mere magic tricks of real people, they felt that their hearts were about to stagnate.

The realm of Shufa Daoist is the highest realm known on the earth. Even so, thousands of years have passed on the earth, and there have not been a few Shufa Daoist Masters.

Once a Shufa Master reaches the Realm of Shufa, even a martial artist in the God Realm is no match for him.

Because Shufa Daoist can release spells in an instant, there is no need to be the same as in the past, worrying that after being approached by a warrior, he can only be beaten violently by the warrior all the way.

Both Sun Hanyi and Song Mayou had seen Zheng Fan's strength, and they both knew that Zheng Fan's strength was very strong, but at this moment they had to feel that Zheng Fan's words were too limitless.

Where did he get the courage to dare to look down on Shufa masters who are in the real realm of Shufa.

Could it be that Zheng Fan has surpassed the highest level of cultivation on earth.

When Song Mayou and Sun Hanyi thought of this question, they shook their heads together, unable to believe it.

If Zheng Fan transcended the Realm Realm of Jufa, then who else on this earth can stop Zheng Fan?

Hong Baobao didn't know anything about warriors and spellcasters.

When she heard the real person Shufa, she didn't react at all, she just felt a headache, and there were bursts of painful wailing in her mouth.

Zheng Fan didn't pay attention to the reactions of the people around him, and said calmly: "Reverend Yugong, if you kneel down and beg for mercy now, I can give you the whole body, otherwise you will die out of your wits."

"Boy, is there something wrong with your head?" The real Yugong has lived for nearly two hundred years, and he has never seen any kind of evil genius.

Only I have never seen a guy with such an arrogant tone as Zheng Fan.

"Did you become invincible just because you killed Yang Chenghao and the mad monk?" The real person in Yugong felt that Zheng Fan might not understand what is called a real person.

He began to explain: "Shufa Daoist is the strongest Shufa master on earth. Even if a warrior reaches the god level, he is not the opponent of Shufa Daoist. There is no difference between Shufa Daoist and a god."

"Fool." Hearing the words of the real person Yugong, Zheng Fan felt that the real person Yugong looked like a fool.

As far as the realm of Shufa Daoist is, dare to pretend that he is no different from a god?
You must know that Zheng Fan's strength has reached the early stage of Jindan, and he can easily deal with Shufa Daoist Shumage.

But he wouldn't say that he was no different from a god.

The realm that is really indistinguishable from a god is the realm that Zheng Fan once reached.

At that level, with a lifespan of tens of thousands of years, the heaven, earth and universe are nothing but floating clouds in the eyes of Dujie Xianzun, and it is only a thought to go to heaven and earth.

You can pick stars with your hands, and conquer the wilderness with your feet. This is the real ability of a fairy.

Listening to Zheng Fan's words, Master Yugong was furious at Zheng Fan even though he lived to be two hundred years old, and said angrily, "Bastard, I'm going to peel your skin, cram your tendons, tear your The soul is lit with a lamp, tormented day and night."

Zheng Fan paid no attention to the words of Yugong real person like farting, and said in a cold tone: "I will give you three seconds to show up quickly, otherwise you will never show up."

At this time, Hong Chengzhi in Wanzhuang had just taken off his clothes and was about to take a good rest.

As a result, when he heard the real person Yugong's voice, he didn't even put on his shirt, and ran out of Wanzhuang with nothing on.

When running out of Wanzhuang, Hong Chengzhi didn't stop, and summoned all the warriors who were lurking in Wanzhuang to come out.

In a blink of an eye, the number of Wanzhuang warriors headed by Hong Chengzhi has reached hundreds.

As soon as this group of people arrived outside Wanzhuang, they felt an inexplicable coercion, which made them breathless. It was as if their hearts were being suppressed by a huge mountain, making them breathless.

Not long after, the group of people fell to the ground with their hands folded, their faces full of pain, and they kept rolling on the ground.

Even Hong Chengzhi felt very uncomfortable at this time, his face was pale, he looked at Zheng Fan and said: "Mr. Zheng, you have to be careful, the real person Yugong has inexplicable methods."

After he finished speaking, he was hit by an invisible force, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

"Hong Chengzhi, I didn't expect you to get worse and worse, and you actually found such an arrogant kid as a helper." The real Yugong appeared in the sky above Hong Chengzhi, and said condescendingly: "How much do you look down on my strength? ?”

Hong Chengzhi looked at the white-haired, half-faced, ugly-looking real Yugong dressed in white, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, "Don't underestimate Mr. Zheng's strength."

Listening to Hong Chengzhi's words, Master Yugong laughed loudly and said, "Hahaha, I laughed so hard."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Zheng Fan fiercely, "This kid also wants to kill me? I'll kill him right now."

As soon as the words fell, a fiery red halo bloomed from the body of the real Yugong.

The moment this halo appeared, the temperature in this area suddenly rose by tens of degrees.

All the accumulated water on the ground was evaporated by the fiery red halo on Yugong's body, and some small grasses could be burned directly and turned into ashes.

"Boy, aren't you arrogant? I'll give you three tricks to kill me." The real Yugong had a ferocious expression, roaring angrily like a demon appearing in hell.

Sun Hanyi, Song Mayou and others all looked at Zheng Fan.

Although they felt that Zheng Fan was strong, the power of real Yugong was really terrifying.

Just the coercion unleashed made them unbearable, fell to the ground and howled in pain.

Zheng Fan listened to the words of Master Yugong, and said in a cold tone: "Three tricks? You are not qualified yet."

He felt that by using three tricks to kill the real person Yugong, he was simply showing face to the real person Yugong.

Rubbish like him, not to mention three moves, Zheng Fan thinks one move is more than enough.

"You...!" Listening to Zheng Fan's arrogant words, Master Yugong's already terrifying and ferocious face looked even more terrifying.

He looked at Zheng Fan and said, "Since you are so arrogant, don't use any tricks."

The real Yugong has become more and more displeased with Zheng Fan, and is ready to kill him directly.

After killing Zheng Fan, he pulled his soul out of his body and tortured him day and night.

Thinking of this, Master Yugong raised his right hand and pointed towards Zheng Fan.

Rumble.

One after another, the size of a basketball, the raging flames rushed towards Zheng Fan's position.

Wherever these basketball-sized fireballs passed, the ground shattered, puffs of white smoke came out, and even the ground burned with flames.

Zheng Fan looked at all this with a calm expression, as if what hit him was not flames, nor basketball, but rain.

(End of this chapter)