Great Heaven Sovereign

This scene directly subverts everyone's three views.

He looked at Yang Fan on the platform with an incredible face, as if he had seen a ghost.

"What happened? I must be blind."

"It's broken. I jumped off the Xuanpin war soldier with my hands. It's up to heaven."

"Wrong. This man's physical strength is terrible. No wonder he dares to fight against duality with one heaven."

No one is surprised.

Yang Fan's double fingers cut off the soldiers, which gave them a new understanding of Yang Fan.

"What?" Han Lu was shocked and looked at his long sword breaking into three sections at this moment. It was very frightening.

"It's impossible. This is a Xuanpin war soldier. You're a congenital waste. How can you jump off my war soldier? I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" Han Lu is almost crazy.

Xuanpin War soldiers, even in their Han family, can't find several handles. He can get one because of his alchemy talent. Now, he was directly broken by Yang Fan, which made him explode in an instant.

At the next moment, Han Lu, like a mad devil, gathered his martial arts skills and rushed to Yang Fan.

"Deer, no!" The ferocious smile on Han Feng's face still solidified into a ball. At the moment, seeing that Han Lu attacked, he quickly stopped it.

From his perspective, it can be seen naturally that Yang Fan's finger just now didn't even use his martial arts skills, and even yuan force didn't fluctuate at all.

In other words, this is only Yang Fan's pure physical strength, which can break the Xuanpin War soldiers. How terrible should it be combined with his own strength?

Han Feng can't imagine.

But to be sure, Hanlu is definitely not an opponent.

That's why he had to stop.

But it's late.

At the moment he spoke, Han Lu's figure had been pasted on Yang Fan.

"Sanwei is really hot. Melt it for me!" Han Lu shouted loudly.

Between the shots, a flame flickered above his right fist.

Yang Fan's expression was frozen and looked at Han Lu's fist with stunned expression.

"Sanwei is really fire. He has a good talent. But playing with fire in front of me is still too tender." Yang Fan said from the bottom of his heart.

Then, Yang Fan was moved by Huoyuan force and waved a palm.

Boom.

Even his martial arts skills were not used. Yang Fan's palm was waved, and the fiery fire yuan force was raging in an instant, directly drowning the fire of three flavors.

Boom!

Han Lu's figure was directly shot out and fell heavily under the platform.

Needless to say, the gap between the two is congenital, but Yang Fan's Yuanli is crushing Han Lu in terms of quality and quantity, and there is no comparability at all.

This palm cracked his meridians, and the whole person has passed out. Even if he can survive, he is also a useless man.

"No!" Han Feng gave a big drink and his eyes were furious.

"Damn it, you dare to kill my little son." Han Feng was so angry that he was about to do it.

At this point, Zhang Yi goes forward:

"Han Feng, can't you afford to gamble? It's not only about winning or losing, but also about life and death. That's what you said. Won't you forget it in such a blink of an eye?" Zhang Yidao said.

But in my heart, I admire Yang Fan's ruthlessness and determination.

Kill decisively, kill when you should.

"Zhang Yidao, you want to stop me? This little beast killed my son. If you stop me, it's my enemy." Han Feng said in a deep voice.

He is now filled with hatred.

At this moment, the only thought in my mind is to kill Yang Fan.

"What about the enemy? It's like your Han family and Gu family thought they would let me go." Zhang said in a cold voice, not retreating.

"Brother Han, calm down." Gu Chenghu also advised at this time.

"Calm down, how do you want me to calm down? It's not your son who died." Han Feng shouted angrily, and his eyes were full of blood.

"Brother Han, those who achieve great things must bear it. Now let him be arrogant for a moment. Later, I will let my son admit defeat directly, and then inspire him to compete in alchemy." Gu Chenghu whispered.

Han Feng calmed down.

"At that time, if the boy can't be refined, he will be killed." Gu Chenghu added.

Han Feng no longer speaks, but looking at Yang Fan in his eyes, he can still spit out fire.

At this time, Yang Fan and Han Feng looked at each other on the platform, happy and fearless.

If it had been before, Yang Fan might have been afraid. But now, the little Firebird has been born double. The two of them, together with Zhao Wu and Zhang Yi, have a chance to match the two congenital quintuples.

With this in mind, Yang Fan looked at Gu Fei.

"It's your turn. The so-called young master Han didn't insist on a move in my hand. I hope you won't let me down." Yang Fan's mouth was filled with a smile.

But this smile, in Gu Fei's view, is the smile of death.

He and Han Lu are just between Bozhong. Han Lu can't bear Yang Fan's palm. How can he stop it.

Immediately, Gu Fei avoided Yang Fan without any suspense:

"What are you doing? I tell you, don't come here, or my father will kill you." Gu Fei trembled and said that he didn't dare to fight with Yang Fan at all.

Yang Fan was stunned and looked at Gu Fei who kept dodging, disdaining him in his heart.

In fact, not only Yang Fan, but also the practitioners in the city outside doutai were surprised at this time.

"It's really an eye opener. Congenital double one can be so strong that congenital double two dare not fight."

"Shut up. If you go up, you'll die. Don't say it's him. Even you dare not go up."

"But I think he is still too arrogant. The talented disciples of the Han family are seriously injured and their deaths and injuries are unknown. It is an endless hatred."

Some people keep talking, some ridicule Gu's family, and some are sorry for Yang Fan.

However, Yang Fan seemed to have never heard of it, looked at Gu Chenghu and said faintly:

"Don't be complacent, boy. My family conceded defeat in this battle. However, don't forget that today's competition includes dueling martial arts and dueling pills. At that time, whoever has a lower refining level will decide by himself. Dare you continue?" Gu Chenghu said, words stimulate Yang Fan.

In his opinion, Yang Fan could not smell any elixir at all and could not refine pills at all.

"Yes, boy, do you dare to compare with me in alchemy? At that time, whoever has a lower level of alchemy will die." Gu Fei's eyes lit up, as if he had found a sense of existence, glowed again, and said.

"Alchemy? Good!" Yang Fan pondered slightly and promised to come down.

"Brother Yang!" Zhang Qianxun shouted, as if worried.

"Young master, you are too careless. They are obviously deliberately provoking you. You can't agree. After all, we have won a game. Even if we lose, they can't do anything to us." Zhang Yidao also sighed, and even blamed Yang Fan for his carelessness.

"Don't worry, uncle. I Yang Fan will never do anything I'm not sure of."

"No fighting, no alchemy, they can't either." Yang Fan's eyes turned and spoke boldly, with boundless pride surging from his body.

Like the bright moon in the sky, it is proud of heaven and earth.