PUBG Mobile's E-Sports Era

Chapter 382
Yang Fan didn't need to give Zhang Yipeng and others any more face at this time, he just taunted him ruthlessly, so angry that the faces of the people in the Fairy Lake Alliance turned black.

"I see that you are impatient!"

Dong Shuhang held the sword and wanted to attack, but was stopped by Zhang Yipeng, who asked Yang Fan: "What treasure did you steal here, and where is it now?"

Obviously, this is the most important thing, what's the use of killing this kid.

Everyone felt that Senior Brother Zhang was the calmest at the critical moment, and if they were to be called, they would definitely not be able to resist attacking Yang Fan.

Yang Fan smiled and said: "First of all, let me correct you. I am not stealing. This is something that has no owner. I just happened to be lucky. As for the treasure, I don't know what it is. It is just a fruit that looks like a baby..."

"Yuanying fruit!"

Everyone exclaimed, according to Yang Fan's description, that fruit must be the legendary Nascent Soul Fruit!

"Where is the Nascent Soul Fruit now?" Zhang Yipeng asked eagerly, if he got the Nascent Soul Fruit and swallowed it directly, his cultivation would greatly increase, how could he be afraid of the disciples of the Immortal Sect?

"Now, in my stomach, it has been digested."

Yang Fan grinned, he just likes to see these angry faces.

"Have you eaten?!"

"You deserve death!"

"Rip his belly open!"

Zhang Yipeng was furious, and immediately led dozens of people from Xianfuzong to attack at the same time, intending to cut Yang Fan into pieces!

"Hahaha, are you angry? But you can't do anything to me!"

Yang Fan couldn't help laughing out loud, his left hand grabbed the sword stabbing first from the left, and after a little effort, he heard a crisp sound, that man's spirit sword was broken by Yang Fan's bare hands!
There were two more stabs from the right, he bent down to dodge, and punched twice, hitting the vital point, the two were killed instantly!

With just a few tricks, the people of Xianfuzong saw that this kid was a bit powerful, and they showed their real skills one after another.

Those who have the appearance manifest the appearance of the law, and those who do not have the appearance of the magic weapon sacrifice the magic talisman, with the goal of killing Yang Fan!
"At this level, it's not enough!"

Yang Fan laughed loudly, he didn't even need to draw a sword, he just fought with his strong physical body.

He who has cultivated the Immortal Sword Body is now like a steel and iron frame. It is a terrifying weapon in itself. Punching and kicking are very terrifying killing techniques.

I saw him blowing up a high-level dharma with one punch, resisting the bursting talisman with his physical body without damage, he is simply a monster!

"You're fucking hiding behind again!"

Yang Fan sneered, and caught a glimpse of Zhang Yipeng hiding behind and secretly beating him with magic weapons and talismans. He suddenly flashed, and instantly appeared in front of Zhang Yipeng.

Blink is an advanced movement technique, just like Blink in League of Legends, it can appear in another place instantly, but the distance of Blink is far greater than the distance of Blink.

He flashed in front of Zhang Yipeng, Zhang Yipeng turned pale with shock, and quickly sacrificed a golden bell talisman, turning it into a golden bell cover to protect himself.

"Oh!"

Facing Zhang Yipeng's golden bell cover, Yang Fan punched out, directly breaking the golden bell cover, causing Zhang Yipeng to fly upside down and hang on a branch.

"The power of this person is too terrifying..."

The monks of the Tianhu Sect were stunned. They wanted to help at first, but now it seems that it is better not to.

The corner of Xu Shouyi's mouth twitched, feeling that this guy was simply a terrifying fighting machine, and he suddenly lost the courage to challenge Yang Fan to a duel.

Yang Fan grabbed Zhang Yipeng off the branch and slapped Zhang Yipeng twice.

"Help me quickly! Let's fight together, he will definitely not be able to beat us!"

Zhang Yipeng yelled and asked the disciples of the four sects to jointly deal with Yang Fan. However, except for the disciples of the Xianfu Sect who looked angry but did not dare to attack, the disciples of the other three sects turned their heads away, as if they did not hear.

"You're still fucking stubborn!"

Yang Fan slapped him twice again, all his teeth were knocked out, and his mouth was full of blood.

"Yang Fan, let Brother Zhang go!"

The disciples of Xianfuzong stared at Yang Fan angrily, and dared not hit him. Only by yelling from the side can they maintain their life like this.

Yang Fan pulled out the person who was yelling, stood side by side with Zhang Yipeng, slapped him four times repeatedly, and asked, "I'll let you go if you tell me? You say it again?"

The man lay on the ground and quickly said: "I was wrong, I was wrong..."

Was beaten badly.

Yang Fan glared at him again, and the disciples of the Immortal Talisman Sect were all silent, not even daring to breathe.

"waste!"

Yang Fan kicked Zhang Yipeng and that loyal disciple to death.

No one dared to speak, and the disciples of the other three sects looked at each other with sympathy, wondering how Yang Fan would deal with them next.

More than 200 people were shocked by Yang Fan alone, not because of anything else, but because his strength was completely overwhelmed. Even Zhang Yipeng, the top master of the four factions, was helpless. Along the way, they also hit stones with eggs.

"What do you say?"

Yang Fan trampled the two of them to death, and turned his head to look at the rest coldly.

Dong Shuhang hastily stepped forward and said: "Actually, we didn't mean to arrest you, we were forced to do nothing... Mainly because people from Luolong Immortal Sect and Samsara Immortal Sect want to take your Nascent Soul Fruit..."

He hastily shirked his responsibility, thinking that Yang Fan would fight with the people of the two great immortal sects. There are many people on their side, so Yang Fan would not do anything to them.

Yang Fan pondered and said: "The people from these two immortal sects, I will look for them, but now... you go to die!"

As he spoke, he punched Dong Shuhang directly on the head!

"You fucking... I've expected you, bastard, to have such a trick. Fortunately, I'm prepared!"

Dong Shuhang was furious, and with a thought, a set of armor appeared on him!

This is the four-element armor made for him by his master, especially the head, where the Xuanwu beast with the strongest defense ability sits in it. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator can hardly hurt him. Under the Nascent Soul, he cannot move. He doesn't.

"You seem to be happy too early, do you think that hiding in the turtle shell will be fine?"

Yang Fan sneered, his fist instantly condensed a majestic spiritual force, as if it was not a fist, but an atomic bomb!

Dong Shuhang's eyes widened in shock, seeing that the helmet protecting his head had been turned into pieces of scrap iron under Yang Fan's punch!

"how come……"

Before Dong Shuhang could finish his sentence, Yang Fan punched him in the head.

"The instruments made by the Great Instrument Sect are nothing more than this."

Yang Fan snapped his fingers, this punch hadn't exhausted all his strength, the four elephants armor couldn't resist it, saying that the Nascent Soul is indestructible, it's just a false name.

But other people don't think so, they can infer that Yang Fan's power has already surpassed the golden core stage, and I'm afraid that ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators will be blown away by him.

(End of this chapter)