Wuji Tongtian

Chapter 278 I Still Hid My Strength
With one punch, the sharp zhenqi was impacted and exploded!
Everyone's pupils constricted suddenly. This was the first time that Yang Fan took the opponent's attack head-on without taking half a step back.

Moreover, it directly blasted the opponent's attack!

If the opponent is a person of the fifth level of god refining, they will not be surprised.

But now Yang Fan's opponent is Bu Xinghong!

A master of the seventh level of refining gods on the flying list!
As long as the warriors in the realm of refining the gods are under the age of 30, they are counted as the younger generation.And the thousand young geniuses on the Flying Apsaras list are not comparable to ordinary warriors of the same level.

Bu Xinghong was ranked 730th and ninth, and it seemed that his ranking was very low, but even if it was a tentative attack, it was not something a fifth-level warrior of refining gods could resist.

But now, after watching Yang Fan blow up Bu Xinghong's attack with one punch, they rushed out on their own initiative.

Boom!
The figure rushing out like a tyrannosaurus suddenly stopped in front of Bu Xinghong.The soles of his feet trampled the ground, and he punched out. The tyrannical force set off a tyrannical punching wind.

White brilliance bloomed from the fist, like a white flower in full bloom, extremely charming.

However, under this charming appearance, there is a deadly trembling power hidden.

At this moment, all the people of the fifth level of refining gods and the sixth level of refining gods were full of horror.What Yang Fan used was the same martial skill, but the power fluctuations emitted at this time made them feel terrible from the bottom of their hearts.

Especially the three of Yao Yan who were defeated by Yang Fan, they all believed that Yang Fan was able to defeat them by fighting unexpectedly.

But now they know that Yang Fan's true power is enough to crush them even if it is a direct confrontation.

boom!
Yang Fan punched Bu Xinghong back.

Bu Xinghong's body trembled unceasingly, the pervasive tremor force was indeed very troublesome.The blood in his body seemed to be churning because of this.

"Shen Tianshen Fist!"

Bu Xinghong steadied his back footsteps, and immediately displayed a high-level martial art of a perfect level, his fists carried a huge oppressive force, and crazily blasted out.

Every punch erupted into an unbearable oppressive force. In front of this oppressive force, it seemed that even the sky was frozen.

Yang Fan didn't lose the wind at all, and the fist swept by the white brilliance also blasted wildly.

bang bang bang...

The offensives of the two were completely combined, and with the sound of fists colliding, the burst of force impact formed a vortex visible to the naked eye around the two.

At this moment, if there is a warrior of the sixth level of refining gods, if he dares to rush into the vortex, he will be torn to pieces immediately!
In this vortex of power, the two figures are constantly intertwined, and every time they intersect, more amazing power will sweep out, causing the vortex to expand rapidly.

But within dozens of breaths, the vortex has expanded to more than ten feet, occupying more than half of the open front yard.

Everyone retreated again and again until they reached the edge of the front yard.

boom!
The huge vortex finally exploded completely, like a wave-like shock wave, sweeping away.The people around had no choice but to use their true energy to resist the impact.

Even those who were at the fifth level of refining gods were directly pushed against the courtyard wall by this shock.

On the surrounding courtyard walls, cracks appeared one after another.

Zhen Xinru is only at the third level of refining gods, if it wasn't for the middle-aged butler of the ninth level of refining gods to help block the impact, she would even be injured.

As the vortex exploded, the two figures flew upside down at the same time.

Then, he landed on the ground at the same time, stabilizing his body.

Yang Fan kicked the sole of his foot on the ground and rushed out again, the pupil of his left eye became even darker.Like a bottomless abyss, like an endless starry sky.

Soul lock finger!
As soon as he pointed it out, the space seemed to be locked, and the bright jade-like light condensed on the fingertips, with a hiss, split the air.

Bu Xinghong, who had also regained his footing, felt the strength of Yang Fan's fingertips, and his face changed slightly.

But he didn't panic, he opened his right hand, and then bent his five fingers suddenly, as if he was absorbing something.

With this movement of his, the vigorous zhenqi instantly gathered in the palm of his right hand.

The next moment, Bu Xinghong slapped out his palm, and the zhenqi gathered in his palm turned into countless threads of zhenqi.Each one is as crystal clear as a gemstone.

Immediately afterwards, Bu Xinghong clenched his palms tightly, and these zhenqi threads closed together to form a crystal long stick.

Holding the stick with both hands, Bu Xinghong let out a low cry, jumped up, and slammed it hard at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's footsteps paused slightly, and his fingers also paused for a while, but then he pointed at the long stick that was swung at him at a faster speed.

This finger landed on the long stick, and countless cracks immediately appeared on the ground under Yang Fan's feet.

However, the long stick shattered with a bang.

The remnants of the bright jade-like finger light shuttled through the crystal-like gemstone fragments of the long stick, and shot at Bu Xinghong's left arm.

The left half of Bu Xinghong's body immediately turned backwards.Because of this, even his whole body had to quickly fall to the ground, dispelling the force of fingering.

However, Yang Fan obviously wouldn't give him this time.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Bu Xinghong felt a gust of wind sweeping towards him.He quickly raised his head, and immediately saw Yang Fan's sweeping right leg.

The left half of his body was still out of control, so Bu Xinghong had no choice but to stretch out his right hand to block the attack that was already in front of him.

Boom!
Bu Xinghong was swept away immediately, and his body fell directly to the ground, shaking the dust on the ground into the air.In the air, flying wildly.

Looking at Bu Xinghong who was swept away, everyone's breathing was stagnant.

The battle was over, and Bu Xinghong, who had the seventh-level strength of refining the gods and was ranked 730th and ninth on the flying list, lost just like that.

Moreover, it was still defeated by a person who was at the fifth level of refining gods.

For a while, everyone didn't know what to say. They were all crazily digesting the scene they saw.

When the dust dispersed, Bu Xinghong had already stood up.But the dust all over his body and his pale face made him look rather embarrassed at this moment.

Yang Fan looked at Bu Xinghong and sighed: "Actually, I just wanted to tell you that when I fought Yao Yan and the others before, I still hid some strength. It's a pity that you just didn't listen."

After a pause, Yang Fan said again: "It doesn't matter if you don't listen, I will tell you with practical actions, but I don't know, do you understand now?"

Bu Xinghong's originally pale face turned completely red at this moment, remembering how he didn't pay attention to Yang Fan at all at first, and then heard Yang Fan's question at this time.

He snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Watching Bu Xinghong leave, Yang Fan shook his head and sighed again: "Hey, my heart is too weak."

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched. If it were them, they would also have no face to stay here.

(End of this chapter)