Qingyuan Immortal Palace

Because Fang Yang didn't want to expose too much of his strength in front of everyone, he began to imitate the scene of the fight between Master Chen and Master Feng that day.

He simply used his true energy as internal energy and disguised himself as a martial arts master.

However, the true energy is much purer than the internal energy, so the power of using it is far beyond the reach of ordinary martial arts masters.

"Bang~~~" In less than thirty moves, Li Zhan was hit in the chest and retreated several feet.

"You deserve to die for practicing the Blood Demon Hand to harm the people!"

"You dare to humiliate my White Fan Sect, you deserve to die!"

"You deserve to die for injuring my brother!"

As he said that, Fang Yang suddenly punched Li Zhan in the back of his waist, causing Li Zhan to spurt blood.

Li Zhan did not fall down, and it seemed that he was only seriously injured.

"Huh?" This time it was Fang Yang who was surprised.

Because Fang Yang understood that the internal energy simulated by his true energy was quite powerful.

Although he only used 40% to 50% of his strength, even a martial arts master would probably fall to the ground after such a heavy blow.

"Unless~~" Fang Yang seemed to think, "This guy must have some protective armor."

After Fang Yang hunted the red phosphorus python last time, he used the skin of the red phosphorus python to make close-fitting inner armor for himself and his family.

You should know that the red phosphorus snake is a hundred-year-old monster, so the inner armor cannot be harmed by ordinary swords and weapons, and it has an excellent resistance to attacks, even internal force attacks.

Therefore, Fang Yang stopped chasing and fighting, but changed his palms and fists into claws, and tore Li Zhan's coat into pieces in a few strokes.

At the same time, Li Zhan's close-fitting inner armor was also exposed.

It turned out to be a piece of leather armor with a reddish white color, and I don't know what material it is made of.

However, Fang Yang's palm print left a faint mark on the strange leather armor, and it was clearly visible.

"Haha, it turns out that there is a protective armor, no wonder it is so durable."

Shocked! Shocked! Shocked!

Wu Mingqing, the deputy sect leader, was stunned.

Many White Fan Sect disciples were dumbfounded and could not make a sound for a long time.

The one with the most emotional fluctuations was Blood Demon Hand Li Zhan, who was now terrified but in a dilemma.

Fang Yang actually used a set of small grappling techniques to beat the notorious Li Zhan without any chance to fight back in just a few moves.

And it seemed that Fang Yang was strolling leisurely, and it seemed that he had not used all his strength.

On the other hand, Li Zhan was in a very bad state.

Just now, Li Zhan was hit by Fang Yang, but it seemed that he was not seriously injured.

Everyone thought that Fang Yang's internal strength was not deep enough to seriously injure Li Zhan.

When Fang Yang tore Li Zhan's coat, he realized that Li Zhan relied on the power of armor, and his surprise was beyond words.

"How is it possible, it's unexpected~~ unexpected~~"

Wang Yuanba, who was just arrogant and brutal, was trembling at this time.

He saw Fang Yang beat his personal guard, Blood Demon Hand Li Zhan, so badly that he could only rely on his armor to survive.

This brought him, the young master, not only shock, but also fear, deep fear.

Wang Yuanba had let Li Zhan guard him for many years, but he was very clear about Li Zhan's strength.

He had met many famous and powerful figures in the martial arts world. With Li Zhan around, the other party didn't even have the courage to fight, so they apologized and begged for mercy.

And today he finally felt that he had hit a wall.

"My little brother, let's stop today!"

After a few moves, Blood Demon Hand Li Zhan, who was a master of the martial arts world, fell into deep fear.

At this time, he no longer cared about the so-called face, and had to say something soft in order to save his life.

"My little brother, maybe we have a misunderstanding. Why fight for others' life and death? How about I admit defeat today?"

Although Li Zhan begged for mercy, his moves were still the same, and even the blood in his palm seemed to be thicker.

Li Zhan, who had been in the martial arts world for a long time, knew that if he begged for mercy, most people would not kill him.

If the other party did not kill him, he would naturally restrain himself and not use his full strength. If he attacked with full strength, he would gain the upper hand.

You know, when masters fight, a slight mistake can lead to a great error. If you do not use your full strength, the situation may turn around.

It seems that even if Li Zhan cannot turn defeat into victory, he can at least get a chance to escape.

However, Li Zhan made a wrong calculation this time.

"Stop?" Fang Yang sneered, and the true energy of his hands was urged violently, and his power suddenly increased by more than double.

Instantly, Li Zhan felt like a mountain was pressing down on him.

With a sound of "Shua~~", Fang Yang approached Li Zhan and blocked Li Zhan's palms with his strong true energy.

Fang Yang suddenly grabbed and tore off Li Zhan's armor.

"Ah~~" Li Zhan was shocked and turned pale. He could no longer care about anything else and turned around to escape.

Li Zhan used his life-saving Qinggong to jump several feet and hurriedly fled.

But Fang Yang had no time to spare him. His legs were suddenly filled with true energy and he rushed forward.

Fang Yang was like a kite flying into the sky, and he chased after him with a whoosh.

Fang Yang pushed out his palms, and with a "bang", Li Zhan was thrown directly from the air to the ground.

Fang Yang naturally did not give him a chance to breathe, and suddenly kicked him out several feet away.

With a "puff", Li Zhan spurted out blood and kept groaning on the ground, obviously hurt beyond repair.

"Great~~ hero, spare my life~~~ spare my life~~~" Li Zhan begged tremblingly.

Fang Yang walked slowly with his hands behind his back, still chanting the killing instructions of the founder of the White Fan Sect:

"The master's killing instruction, the ten killings, the White Fan disciples must remember..."

"Those who bully the White Fan will be killed! Those who take human life lightly will be killed! Those who bully others by taking advantage of their power will be killed... You dared to commit violence against the White Fan disciples today, intending to murder them, and bully others by taking advantage of your power. You bullied our White Fan disciples in many ways. I will not let you go today!"

"Fang Yang, stop it!" Although Wu Qingming also hated Li Zhan, he did not want Fang Yang to make a big deal, hoping to put the overall situation first.

However, Fang Yang was determined to kill, and he raised his foot and stomped on Li Zhan's head.

There was a loud "bang~~", just like smashing a watermelon with a stone.

Li Zhan's head was crushed, and red and white flowed all over the floor.

Silence!

It was so quiet that the whole hall could hear the sound of a pin falling.

"Murder~~" The scream broke the silence.

"Ah, killing people~~"

Many people screamed, and the timid ones turned pale with fear.

Even Wu Qingming, the deputy leader of the White Fan Sect, was stunned by the scene.

You have to know that to become the deputy leader of the White Fan Sect, it must have been through years of bloody fighting to achieve the current achievements.

He has seen many bloody scenes, but today also made him terrified.

However, when Fang Yang recited the killing instructions of the ancestors, the hearts of many White Fan Sect disciples were boiling with blood.

Even Wu Qingming's heart, which had experienced great winds and waves and was as dry as a well, became warm.

"Yes, although I am high and mighty as the deputy leader of the White Fan Sect, over the years, I have long forgotten why I wanted to enter the world and why I wanted to join the White Fan Sect."

Wu Qingming's heart was like a surging tide. , "I, Wu Qingming, joined the sect 30 years ago with the dream of becoming a hero and punishing evildoers. However, the pursuit of fame and fortune and the intrigues in the sect made me forget my original dream."

"I always give in and compromise, and I can't even protect my disciples!"

"If it weren't for a junior who used the ancestor's killing precepts to wake me up today, I'm afraid I would have lived a mediocre life."

Fang Yang recited the ancestor's killing precepts and beat the arrogant and notorious Blood Demon Hand Li Zhan to pieces.

Such a strong shock made many Baishanmen disciples feel proud.

Some disciples were even moved to tears.

"The ancestor's killing precepts, the ten great killings, Baishan disciples must remember, those who betray the master, kill! Those who collude with foreign enemies, kill! Those who murder their fellow disciples, kill..."

For a while, the voices of reciting the ancestor's killing precepts came one after another.

Wang Yuanba, who saw Li Zhan being beaten to death, began to panic, but for a moment, his legs were weak from fear.

"Wang Yuanba~~~ You colluded with the Blood Demon Hand, murdered your fellow disciple Ma Dali, bullied your fellow disciple Sun Zhenzhen, and intended to take her over. You should kill yourself~~"

Fang Yang spit out a few cold words.

"You~~~ you lowly boy, do you know who I am?"

Wang Yuanba panicked and said, "Do you know who I am?"

"Because you are Wang Tianlong's son and a member of the White Fan Sect, I won't attack you. Kill yourself, otherwise this pile of meat paste will be your fate!"

Fang Yang pointed at Li Zhan's body and said coldly.

The many disciples behind Wang Yuanba were so scared that they hurriedly fled.

And they stepped directly on Qian Bao, who was lying on the passage in a panic.

Fat Qian, who was already seriously injured, was trampled into meat paste by this group of people in a few strokes, which saved Fang Yang from having to do it.

Wang Yuanba was so scared when he saw everyone running away that he wanted to run away.

However, Fang Yang's aura had locked him, and the powerful internal force made it difficult for him to move.

Wang Yuanba looked at the deputy sect leader Wu Qingming pleadingly.

Wu Qingming was about to speak, but after thinking for a while, he didn't say a word.

Obviously, Wu Qingming at this moment was probably very disgusted with Wang Yuanba's actions and wanted to get angry.

"Hmph~~~ You want to bully my son, Wang Yuanba, but I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"

I saw a burly man rushing over.

This man was wearing precious animal skins, his muscles were exposed, and he looked very powerful.

The man was Wang Yuanba's father, Wang Tianlong, the sect leader of the White Fan Sect who was in charge of the Strange Beast Hall.

"Wang Tianlong, you let your son commit crimes, and you must give an explanation today!"

Wu Qingming suddenly spoke, changing his usual submissive and good-natured appearance, and spoke out for justice.

"Explain, humph, killing you is the explanation!" Wang Tianlong's martial arts is more domineering than Wu Qingming, so he is not afraid of him.

At this time, Wang Tianlong received a message from his confidant and knew that his son was in danger, so he rushed over angrily.

He jumped with his legs and pushed out with his palms, which was his famous skill "Crazy Dragon Storm Palm".

"Master Wu, don't worry, let me take care of him!"

Fang Yang raised his true energy and immediately hit his palm. "Bang, bang~~" He quickly fought with Wang Tianlong.