After all, it is a soul shadow clone that has fallen into the realm, even if Yunque Zhenren was once an immortal-like existence in the realm of real people, but this soul shadow, when facing Chen Fan's palm print, is still a little unable to resist Chen Fan's coercion.

Boom!

The soul shadow clone shattered, and Chen Fan finally stood still.

And the demon shadow clone on the side, under the continuous attack of the white tiger, the broken army penetrated the body of this demon shadow again and again.

Soon, he also completely defeated the shadow clone of the Yunque real person.

The two soul body clones were defeated, and the remnant soul of Yunque Zhenren also realized Chen Fan's difficulty.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to really have some means!"

Yun Que Zhenren sneered again and again, and the true body of the remnant soul finally appeared in this stone room.

The moment the other party's remnant soul appeared, Chen Fan sensed the mixed soul aura on the other party's body.

Obviously, this Yunque Zhenren has absorbed too many true souls of all kinds, and it is too complex, and the entire soul aura has become very unstable.

In addition, the remnant soul of Yunque Zhenren is also obviously a little more angry.

Especially after Chen Fan defeated his two soul body clones just now, he directly made Yunque Zhenren lose his last resort, and could only go out to fight in person.

This time, Yunque Zhenren didn't dare to have the slightest contempt, especially after Chen Fan killed several of his clones, the hatred for Chen Fan in his heart had accumulated to the extreme.

"Junior, let me show you what is considered an immortal's means today!"

As Yun Que's real voice fell, Yun Que's remnant soul suddenly raised his arm, and silk threads of different colors were thrown towards the top of Chen Fan's head.

Chen Fan's brows moved slightly, but he knew it very well in his heart.

These silk threads are the condensation of the power gathered by those huge souls in Yunque Zhenren's body.

Chen Fan knew before that what Yunque Zhenren was best at was soul control techniques.

I have also seen one or two in the phantom array, but compared to the means in front of me, the previous methods are a little weaker.

Especially when he saw this thread of soul power and began to form a net above Chen Fan's head, Chen Fan also began to secretly accumulate strength.

Heavenly Emperor Fist.

Ready to go!

The golden fist shadow was condensed and formed in Chen Fan's body.

The shadow of the fist, which is not very big, has become more and more condensed in the golden light.

At the same time, the threads of soul power that were approaching above Chen Fan's head began to become restless and tremble uncontrollably under the coercion of the golden fist shadows that converged.

A silk web woven by hundreds of soul powers suddenly fell sharply and shrouded the top of Chen Fan's head.

Facing the coercion of the soul network of the real human realm, Chen Fan was not in a hurry, the corners of his mouth provoked a sneer, and the fist hanging in front of him suddenly burst upward.

In an instant, golden light burst out.

The fist, which was originally only the size of a golden gourd, suddenly rose against the storm and quickly swelled to more than three feet.

The huge golden fist mark steadily bombarded the soul net above his head.

Rumble!

The golden light that burst open, like a cracked silk, tore the incomparably fine soul net woven into pieces.

Seeing that the soul net he had carefully woven was broken by Chen Fan's punch.

Yun Que Zhenren's face changed suddenly, and there was a look of incredulity on his face.

"How is that possible?"

"Chen Fan, what kind of boxing technique are you?"

Chen Fan burst out laughing, "It doesn't matter what kind of boxing technique I use at all!"

"It's you, an immortal in the realm of a dignified person, but you have captured so much complex soul power, do you think that as long as it is soul power, it can be used for you?"

The sneer on Chen Fan's face became more and more obvious.

"How should this seat behave, and how can you be a junior at will?"

Yun Que Zhenren became more and more annoyed, and once again formed a soul net, enveloping Chen Fan.

In fact, what Chen Fan said just now was also to deliberately provoke Yunque Zhenren.

Although the soul power of Yunque Zhenren's soul net is indeed very complicated, the coercion it really brings to people is not weak.

Especially this kind of soul network offensive performed by a true immortal in the realm of real people.

Once Chen Fan is trapped by this soul net, there is only one result, he will be like a mosquito caught in the net, he will be caught, and finally become the prey of Yunque Zhenren to absorb the soul power.

Therefore, although Chen Fan was very disdainful in his mouth, he did not dare to have the slightest contempt and carry in the face of Yunque Zhenren's offensive.

The fist shadow on Chen Fan's hand still showed no sign of dissipation.

Chen Fan also knew very well in his heart that when facing a strong enemy such as Yunque Zhenren, even if Yunque Zhenren at this time had fallen from the realm of real people, he was still an immortal-like existence that Chen Fan could not reach for the time being.

Therefore, in the face of such a powerful opponent, you must come up with your most powerful means.

The Heavenly Emperor Fist is the only means and spell in Chen Fan's hands that can balance Yunque Zhenren, and there is no one.

The Heavenly Emperor Fist urged again.

This time, Chen Fan not only didn't have any spare hands, but instead urged the Taishang in his body to the extreme.

Whew!

Chen Fan's whole body was shrouded in golden light.

Except for a huge fist shadow, it was no longer even possible to see Chen Fan's figure clearly.

Rumble!

The Heavenly Emperor Fist once again showed his might.

At the same time as the fist broke through the more elaborate soul net, Chen Fan's body also moved.

Quickly shift from passive defense to active offense.

Chen Fan flew up, directly crossed the shattered soul net, and rushed towards the remnant soul of Yunque Zhenren hovering in mid-air.

Yunque Zhenren was obviously a little surprised, and the moment he saw Chen Fanfei's body, his expression couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

"Chen Fan, don't you think!"

Before Youque Zhenren's words were finished, Chen Fan's fist had already bombarded Yunque Zhenren's body.

Not to mention a remnant soul, even if this Yunque real person has a physical body, it will be very uncomfortable to be bombarded by Chen Fan's Heavenly Emperor Fist.

What's more, at this time, Yunque Zhenren's strength realm has fallen, and there is only one remnant soul left.

The golden light flashed, and the fists surged.

One punch pierced the remnant soul body of Yuan Que Zhenren.

On the soul body of Yunque Zhenren, a gap the size of a basin was opened.

Not only that, the remnant soul of Yunque Zhenren, when it came into contact with the golden brilliance released by the Heavenly Emperor Fist, the soul power began to quickly dissipate, melt, and turn into clouds of green smoke.

Yun Que Zhenren would never have thought that Chen Fan's attack could actually dissolve his soul body.

As a result, the soul body, which was already very weak, was completely blasted into half of its body under Chen Fan's punch.

The remnants of most of the soul body have been cut off, where do you dare to continue to stay here and fight.

Yunque Zhenren dragged this half of the remnant soul and fled directly into a separate space in the top of the stone room, disappearing without a trace.