Chapter 0223 Immortal Realm Martial Arts

"I'm finally going to die. ”

Li Xing watched Sun Wu's fist get closer and closer to Mo Fan, and the corners of his mouth were raised, and his satisfaction was full of excitement.

As soon as Mo Fan dies, who in this Donghai City can still hinder their pace?

"Haha!"

Zhou Changhong and Wang Tianjue also showed similar expressions and smiled easily.

"Finally reassuring. ”

At such a close distance, there was no possibility for a real-level mage to defeat the Master of Henglian.

Seeing Sun Wu's terrifying punch, Mo Fan's face remained unchanged, and he looked at Sun Wu's punch unhurriedly.

No wonder I felt that Sun Wu's exercises were so familiar just now, and they were a little similar to the martial arts of the Vientiane Sect.

Vientiane Sect is a third-rate sect in the cultivation realm, and the method of Zhenzong is the return of Vientiane to the sect, and this exercise attempts to cover everything.

The old man of Vientiane, who created this exercise, once used this exercise to frustrate countless masters of first-class sects, and threatened that he had learned all the martial arts in the cultivation realm.

Every time he goes to a sect, he can use the martial arts of this sect, so he is famous.

However, it didn't take long for him to learn all the secrets of all the martial arts in the cultivation realm, and he was punctured by another junior monk who had just entered the cultivation realm.

What is everything, he just uses Mahayana exercises to evolve Hinayana exercises, and uses Hinayana exercises to evolve superior exercises, but it is just a façade.

It is precisely because of the limitations of this exercise that the Vientiane Sect can only stay at the third-rate level and can no longer exert an inch.

Sun Wu's punch is somewhat similar to the Vientiane Returning Sect of the Vientiane Sect, but it is many times worse than the Vientiane Returning Sect.

The mortal realm martial arts are still much worse than the martial arts of the cultivation realm.

Since he could break through the mystery, Mo Fan was no longer interested, and with a grip of his five fingers, the rolling aura converged towards his right hand.

The light of rice grains also dares to compete for the sun and the moon?

He hadn't used the Taishang Sutra of Destruction, so he just tried the power of the Sutra of Taishang's Destruction.

The first form of the Taishang Destruction Sutra: Collapse the mountain!

Annihilation of all aura emerged from his fist, and it spun rapidly, facing Sun Wu Nasen's all-encompassing fist.

As soon as this punch came out, within 20 meters of the ring, the air was instantly drained, and an extremely depressed feeling surged in everyone's hearts, as if a big stone had been pressed in their hearts.

As soon as Mo Fan punched, many people were stunned.

"Isn't Master Mo a mage, he actually fights with Master Sun, isn't this comparing his own shortcomings with others' strengths, and seeking humiliation?"

"Could it be that in addition to knowing spells, Master Mo is also a martial arts master, how is it possible. ”

"Now Master Mo is dead, Master Sun is so fast, he can't even cast a spell, he can only try it with his fists. "Someone is sure.

Tang Long's face sank, he had only seen Mo Fan defeat Ah Hao with kung fu, and what he had seen at other times was also Mo Fan using spells.

can pack Ah Hao's kung fu, even Sun Hu can't deal with it, let alone Sun Wu.

"It's over!" he wiped his hand into his pocket.

Even the Innate Grandmaster Yun Tian shook his head.

Mo Fan's punch, he couldn't see any kung fu at all, it was purely to send him to death.

It's a pity, a 16-year-old real person, if he hadn't provoked Sun Wu of the Qing Gang, he would definitely have a bright future in the future.

Present, only Sun Wu's pupils shrank, revealing an incredible look.

"What's the situation, why can't this kid's punch evolve?"

When his master passed on his Vientiane Perfection, he told him that there were only two kinds of kung fu that Vientiane could not contain.

One is not kung fu, and the other is a kung fu that is more advanced than Vientiane.

Mo Fan, which one is this?

Without waiting for him to find an answer, Mo Fan's fist gave him the answer.

The two fists slammed together, and there was a loud "clang" sound, as if two pieces of metal were violently slamming together, and the strong wind swept away the surroundings, sharp as knives.

The next moment, an amazing scene appeared in front of everyone.

Sun Wu, who had won two games in a row, only held on for a moment, and with a "click", his iron-like arm twisted, and instantly turned into a twist.

Mo Fan's seemingly ordinary punch was unabated, and it was imprinted on Sun Wu's chest like a broken bamboo.

Sun Wu had already reached the body of the master realm of Heng Lian, and he resisted Tang Kun's full punch, and there was nothing wrong at all.

Under Mo Fan's fist, it was like paper paste, and the fist directly fell into his chest, stirring his strength and twisting his chest.

"Click!" I don't know how many ribs were broken, and the whole person flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Everyone present was stunned.

"Master Sun lost and was blown up by a punch?"

"Is this true" Liu Zihang rubbed his eyes, and when he looked over again, the whole person was stunned, and his face was extremely ugly.

The eldest lady of the Lu family, who had always looked down on Mo Fan before, looked stunned, her mouth moved a few times and she couldn't say a word, and her handsome little face no longer had the slightest look of arrogance.

Liu Lao and the others also had similar expressions.

"How is that possible?"

Neither the Innate Grandmaster nor Tang Kun were Sun Wu's opponents, a 16-year-old kid who blew Sun Wu with one punch.

Luo Ying also gasped, extremely surprised.

Before boarding the Huxin Pavilion, she always felt that Mo Fan was too arrogant, and she didn't even pay attention to their family's innate masters.

And even to say that it is not a bad thing to owe him a favor.

Now that she understands Mo Fan's words, she should indeed be glad that she doesn't owe Mo Fan's life, but she owes Mo Fan a favor, and she doesn't think about not paying it back.

Fortunately, her Qin family bowed to Mo Fan in time.

Fortunately, Yun Tian didn't trouble Mo Fan.

Yun Tiantian also felt a burst of heat on his face at this time, as if he had been slapped in the mouth.

When he came, he also wanted to teach Mo Fan a lesson, if Luo Ying hadn't stopped him at that time, he might have ended up the same as Sun Wu now.

In the Tang family's pavilion, Tang Kun, who was fished up from the lake, had a dark old face, and was in a similar mood to Yun Tian.

Fortunately, Luo Ying stopped him just now, otherwise he would be even worse than now.

"Poof" Sun Wu landed on the ground ten meters away, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

His dignified disciple, the master of the peak of internal strength, was defeated by a 16-year-old child.

"What kind of kung fu are you?"

There are only two kinds of kung fu that cannot evolve in Vientiane, and Mo Fan's punch is so powerful, it must be the latter, a more advanced kung fu than Vientiane.

The corners of Mo Fan's mouth curled slightly, and he smiled indifferently.

"Kung Fu you can't imagine. ”

"Immortal Realm Martial Arts?" Sun Wu said in surprise with his eyes wide open.

His master said that the earth exercises are all simplified versions of the immortal realm martial arts.

Mo Fan's punch just now, so powerful, is definitely an immortal martial art.

"Let your master ask me this question, you have too many questions. Mo Fan stepped out and arrived in front of Sun Wu.

Sun Wu's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly took out a red pill from his arms and swallowed it without hesitation.

"Crackling!"

The sound of fried beans came from his chest, and the broken bones in his body recovered quickly, and his spirit was much better.

"If you want to kill me, see if you have the ability, for the time being, since I can't kill you, wait for me to kill all my relatives and friends one by one." Sun Wu was also not in love with war, a cruel color flashed in his eyes, and he did not hesitate to rush out, like a bolt of lightning.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived at a place twenty meters away from Mo Fan, and left the Huxin Pavilion in an instant.

With a slight leap, he reached a height of more than ten meters in the air and fell towards the surface of the lake in the rain, and the speed was extremely fast.