Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 470
Seeing Zheng Fan's reaction, Master Yugong felt as if a flame was burning in his eyes.

He thinks that Zheng Fan is too arrogant, but he has reached the peak strength of a magician.

With such a virtue as Zheng Fan, why should he fight against himself?
Seeing his moves and spells now, he dared to act so calmly.

This kind of behavior dissatisfied the real Yugong, thinking that Zheng Fan must show panic and fear in order to show his strength.

"Boy, let me see how long you are still calm." Yugong real person thought that Zheng Fan was pretending, and when his flame hit Zheng Fan, Zheng Fan would not be pretending.

Zheng Fan listened to the words of Master Yugong, he laughed and said: "Open your dog eyes and take a look slowly!"

After the words fell, a light blue halo appeared in Zheng Fan's palm.

The moment the light blue halo appeared, the temperature in the entire area seemed to drop by ten or twenty degrees suddenly.

You can even see raindrops frozen into ice cubes in the air, braving a white chill.

call out!
call out!
call out!
A light blue halo, carrying a bone-chilling chill, struck dozens of flames the size of basketballs.

Wherever it passed, a layer of frost quickly formed on the ground, and it was very cold.

The real Yugong looked at the light blue halo that Zheng Fan displayed, his eyes were full of disdain.

He simply didn't believe how powerful the light blue halo contained.

After all, Zheng Fan is too young, how much strength can he reach at the age of about 20 years old?

I am in the Realm of Jufa, as long as people from the ancient martial arts family don't come out to make trouble, I have few opponents on earth.

Sun Hanyi watched this scene, and at some point, cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

She knew in her heart that Zheng Fan's strength was very strong, but in this match, the opponent was a sorcerer in the realm of a real person.

This is equivalent to the god-level powerhouse among warriors, and it is even stronger than the god-level powerhouse among warriors.

For this kind of opponent, even if Sun Hanyi believed in Zheng Fan's strength, her instinctive feeling made her doubt whether Zheng Fan would be slapped to death by the Shufa Daoist.

Song Mayou is the leader of the dragon group, and he has almost all the data of the strong in all parts of China.

He raised his head and looked at Master Yugong, not to panic.

An invisible sense of oppression made him spit out a large mouthful of blood again, and his face turned pale.

He wanted to persuade Zheng Fan to leave quickly, but he was no match for Master Yugong, but he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Hong Chengzhi looked at the Wanzhuang warrior who fell to the ground in a mess, his fists were tightly clenched.

He really wanted to join hands with Zheng Fan to deal with Yugong real person.

However, Master Yugong is more powerful than he imagined, and Hong Chengzhi and him are no longer on the same level.

The real Yugong wanted to kill Hong Chengzhi, he didn't even need to use his hands, just relying on the coercion emanating from his body, he could crush Hong Chengzhi to death like an ant.

Hong Chengzhi looked at Zheng Fan, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, "Mr. Zheng, if you lose, please take my daughter and run away."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Hong Baobao reluctantly.

At this moment, Bao Bao Hong was like a deaf person who couldn't hear anything, his face was as white as paper, and his body was shaking violently involuntarily.

Listening to Hong Chengzhi's words, Master Yugong sneered like an adult hearing a child's innocent words: "Today you are all going to die here."

Zheng Fan sneered and said, "I'll wait until you win."

After the words fell, a light blue halo, with an extremely cold aura, collided viciously with Yugong Zhenren's flame ball.

Clang!
The two energies of extreme cold and extreme heat exploded instantly after they collided together, and even the void began to roar, as if to tear this piece of heaven and earth apart.

The surrounding scenery was somewhat distorted and began to blur.

Sun Hanyi, Song Mayou and others were shocked when they saw this scene.

It was the first time for them to see such a strange and terrifying scene, not to mention how frightened they were.

This weird scene only lasted for a few seconds before disappearing.

Reverend Yugong stepped into the void, watching what happened in front of him with a little shock in his eyes.

He didn't expect that Zheng Fan's moves could compete with his own.

You must know that you are a sorcerer in the real world of Shufa, even if the move just now was just performed casually.

Since Zheng Fan is young, he has no way to resist, unless Zheng Fan has also reached the realm of a magician.

Thinking of this, Immortal Yugong quickly shook his head, not believing that Zheng Fan had reached the realm of a sorcerer at such a young age.

It should be with the help of a powerful magic weapon.

Thinking of the powerful spiritual weapon, Master Yugong's eyes were still full of anger, but with a hint of greed.

If he took the powerful spiritual weapon in Zheng Fan's body as his own, Master Yugong would not even dare to imagine how powerful he would be.

The real Yugong was very excited, and his emotions fluctuated violently.

He shook his head, put these things aside, the most urgent thing now is to kill Zheng Fan first.

Thinking of this, Master Yugong showed a ferocious smile and raised his hands high.

When he raised his hand, wisps of fiery red aura gathered towards his hands, forming a fireball the size of an egg.

In this fireball the size of an egg, tens of thousands of red streamers are circulating rapidly.

Just by its appearance, one can feel how powerful the power contained in this egg-sized fireball is.

Master Yugong looked at Zheng Fan, laughed loudly and said, "Boy, you hand over the magic weapon on your body now, and I can let you die quickly."

After he finished speaking, he paused and said, "If you refuse to hand it over, then you will die a miserable death later, and you still have to hand it over to me in the end."

The real person Yugong is threatening Zheng Fan in a disguised form. No matter whether Zheng Fan hands it over or not, the final end will be a dead end.

It's just that the pain of death is not painful.

Zheng Fan listened to Yugong Master's words, a sneer appeared on his calm face, "Leave this sentence to yourself."

As soon as the words fell, Zheng Fan's figure flashed, and he went to kill the real person in Yugong.

Seeing Zheng Fan's life-and-death refusal to hand over the spiritual weapon and magic weapon, Master Yugong didn't hesitate even though he felt reluctant.

He smashed the fireball the size of an egg towards Zheng Fan.

hum!
The fireball, the size of an egg, carried terrifying power, across the void, with bursts of roaring sound.

Wherever it passed, even the air seemed to be ignited by flames.

When Sun Hanyi, Song Mayou, Hong Chengzhi and others listened to the humming sound, their eardrums seemed to be shattered, and they only felt the rumble and discomfort.

They looked at the fireball the size of an egg, their eyes full of worry.

Because they can feel the power contained in this egg-sized fireball.

With Zheng Fan's strength, it is not known whether he can take this move.

(End of this chapter)