Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 790 Winner

Thousands of blue light spots, like fireflies, poured down towards Zheng Fan.

Bang bang bang.

When every blue light spot falls on Zheng Fan's body, there will be an explosion sound, and the ground is even splashed with smoke and dust because of the bombardment of the blue light spot.

The Star Talents who were watching around had already regarded Zheng Fan as a dead person.

Their eyes were full of regret, thinking that the seven-colored long sword in Zheng Fan's hand fell on Hong Ziliang, which would make Hong Ziliang's strength skyrocket from now on.

You can even jump up, from the tenth place in the starry sky to the sixth place in the transformation of the gods.

After the top ten in the universe, it is very difficult to advance one place, and being able to jump from tenth to sixth in one fell swoop is considered very strong.

Those who are proud of the starry sky even plan to leave this place and go to the wordless stele.

After all, Hong Ziliang is sure to win now, and when he kills Zheng Fan, all the cultivation resources in the Valley of Ten Thousand Devils will be his.

The number one beauty in the starry sky, Yan Ruyan, is also his, so there is nothing to keep.

Hong Ziliang's face was ferocious, and his hair was disheveled. At this time, like a ghost, he smiled ferociously at Zheng Fan's position.

"Dare to be arrogant in front of me, and see if I don't knock you out of your wits." As Hong Ziliang spoke, his fists glowed with a cold halo, and he rushed into the thick smoke.

Zheng Fan's whole body was golden yellow, like cast gold, even though countless blue fluorescent lights as heavy as mountains hit his body, he didn't feel the slightest pain.

With a flat smile on his face, he looked at Hong Ziliang, who had a ferocious face, charging towards his position, "You want to kill me by this method?"

Hong Ziliang looked at the scene in front of him, as if he had seen a ghost, "You...why didn't you die?"

Originally, Hong Ziliang thought that Zheng Fan had been attacked by his spiritual weapon, and his body had been beaten to fester, and he was even dead.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Fan not only survived, but also had a golden body.

"Are you worthy of my death?" Zheng Fan said indifferently, clenched his fist with his right hand, and punched Hong Ziliang hard. , Boom!
After being punched by Zheng Fan, Hong Ziliang's tattered clothes were torn apart and turned into ashes and disappeared.

There was blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Zheng Fan with disbelief.

Soon, Hong Ziliang recalled one thing in his mind. Zheng Fan's body was golden, which was a kind of secret technique of the earth in ancient times.

This method is the secret technique of Jin Hongzong, the number one sect on the ancient earth.

But these things have been destroyed, why Zheng Fan can still display them now.

"Are you from the ancient earth?" When Hong Ziliang mentioned the ancient earth, there was deep fear in his eyes.

According to the words of the elders on Mercury, the earth was powerful in ancient times.

At the beginning, with the help of the top ten planets and other planets, the ancient earth was just wiped out.

If people from the outside world knew that Zheng Fan possessed the means of Jin Hongzong, the number one sect on the ancient earth, Zheng Fan would definitely be hunted down by the entire universe.

Zheng Fan ignored Hong Ziliang's words, his expression was indifferent, and he walked slowly with slow steps.

Every time Zheng Fan took a step, Hong Ziliang's heart seemed to be stepped on, making his face paler and paler.

"Let me go, I can give you everything I have on my body." Hong Ziliang swallowed heavily, begging while looking at Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan's face was indifferent, no matter how much Hong Ziliang pleaded, he did not let go of his plan, "Hell is far away, you take a step first, and your people will come to accompany you immediately."

While he was speaking, he had already come to Hong Ziliang, raised his right hand, and pressed down hard on his head.

"Ah!" Hong Ziliang let out a shrill scream, his body trembling continuously.

Wave after wave of white light flowed towards Zheng Fan's arm.

It lasted for nearly 5 minutes, Hong Ziliang's eyes became dull and lifeless, and he let out a smirk like a silly child.

Zheng Fan had already filtered all the memories in Hong Ziliang's mind during these 5 minutes.

I have already learned all the information that should be known in this universe.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zheng Fan cut the seven-colored long sword in his right hand towards the neck of Hong Ziliang, whose eyes were dull and his mouth was smirking.

puff!
Hong Ziliang's head rolled to the ground, and blood splashed wildly on his neck.

Yan Ruyan, who was sitting on the black rock, saw everything that happened just now, with a charming smile on her innocent face, "Congratulations on your victory."

Although Yan Ruyan's body made a very small sound, it sounded like a thunderbolt to outsiders' ears.

The many arrogances who were planning to leave this place and go to the wordless stone tablet all stopped.

Although they believed that Zheng Fan was doomed, they were still very curious about what kind of resources Hong Ziliang would have.

Hua Yunfei looked at the thick fog and prayed in his heart, hoping that the master could kill Hong Ziliang.

He also knows that this kind of prayer is very impractical, but what if it succeeds.

Jia Qingqing, the saint of the Tianhu clan, always had a bad premonition in her heart.

Vaguely, she felt that Zheng Fan hadn't died in battle, the winner was Zheng Fan, not Hong Ziliang.

Although this kind of thinking is ridiculous, it is very strong in Jia Qingqing's heart.

The smoke gradually dissipated.

All the arrogances present opened their eyes wide, curious as to who would win.

After they saw who was coming, their eyes widened, almost falling out of their sockets.

"This...how is this possible."

"How could the sons of the top ten planets die here?"

"I'm just dreaming."

Everyone present couldn't believe what they saw, they thought it was impossible for Zheng Fan to defeat Hong Ziliang.

Even with such an impressive spiritual weapon as the seven-colored long sword in hand, it is impossible to win.

Looking at this scene, Jia Qingqing turned pale, and said to herself, "Sure enough...my guess is right."

Hua Yunfei saw that Zheng Fan was not dead, and said excitedly: "Master...you are doing well, Master."

He was very excited, he didn't expect his master's strength to be so strong that he even killed Hong Ziliang, the top ten water stars in the starry sky.

Zheng Fan was accustomed to the surprise of everyone present, and looked indifferently at the stars around him, "Is there anyone who wants to challenge me?"

Everyone listened to Zheng Fan's words, how dare they go down to seek death.

Zheng Fan can even kill Hong Ziliang, and his gang is extremely powerful, so they are no match for him.

Yan Ruyan looked at the reactions of the people around her, and a charming smile appeared on her pure face, "Since no one has done anything, the winner is this little friend."

After the words fell, a rough voice sounded, "Wait!"

When everyone heard the voice, they all looked along the source of the voice, wondering who it was with such courage.

Hong Ziliang is not even Zheng Fan's opponent, does the other party think that he is stronger than Hong Ziliang?

(End of this chapter)