"Bump!"

Yi Fan didn't give Wang Bodang a chance to make a big move at all, the peak of the second layer of the White Tiger True Divine Skill, at most he could accumulate the power of a hundred tigers, and his own strength was at most comparable to the average master of the late stage of the Law Phase Realm, that Wang Bodang was the peak of the late stage of the Law Phase Realm, and he was also the ninth disciple of the True Transmission of the Medicine King Sect!

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In this situation now, he is estimated to suffer a lot of losses if he is simply hard-hitting!

Accumulating strength is the king.

Wang Bodang didn't expect Yi Fan to be so fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had already picked up a pale golden fist and bombarded it.

"Good time!"

He is not a physical cultivator, but he is a person who practices boxing, his body of deadwood fist intent has reached fifty percent, his body is strong, and he wears the deadwood gloves of the five forbidden yuan soldiers, and his power is even better!

He threw a punch and blasted it over as well.

"Bump!"

The Deadwood Magic Technique can make the flesh like dead wood, harder than fine iron.

The power of the two tigers alone can't be shaken at all.

Yi Fan retreated again.

Immediately, Yi Fan shouted and rushed forward.

"Drink!"

"Bump!"

"Come again!"

……

Wang Bodang sneered at the corner of his mouth.

Yi Fan became more and more courageous, and he looked tough, but in fact it was useless!

As a disciple of the Ninth True Transmission of the Medicine King Sect with rich combat experience, he estimated that with a few more punches, Yi Fan's true power would be consumed!

When the time comes, Wang Bodang will be able to tear the other party's body apart without much effort!

"Let's see how long you can struggle!" Wang Bodang sneered, using the power of the law phase, but it urged the four layers of deadwood fist intent to be blessed in the whole set.

"Bump!"

This time it collided, and Yi Fan rushed out like a cannonball again, hitting the wall in the distance, and his body staggered.

"The power of the Eighteen Tigers...... No, it's not appropriate to expose it yet! I haven't touched the other party's limit yet, continue to test it! Anyway, I have the power of the Eighteen Tigers to protect my body at this moment, and I'm not afraid that he will hurt me!"

Yi Fan's face was pale, and he looked like he was not lightly injured, but secretly he sneered.

"Come again!"

"It's hard bones!"

"Bump!"

Yi Fan was knocked away again!

……

"The power of the seventy-two tigers!"

At this moment, blood overflowed from the corner of Yi Fan's mouth.

Many onlookers looked at Yi Fan with a little more admiration, but of course some people were sneering.

Zhang Sheng and Li Pingshan, who left earlier, came back, and when they saw Yi Fan being "abused", they couldn't bear it.

"It's a pity to meet Wang Bodang. Zhang Shengdao.

"Yes, he is a physical cultivator! The combat power of physical cultivation is comparable to that of a master in the late stage of the Law Phase Realm, but Wang Bodang is the ninth true inheritance of the Medicine King Sect, the master of the late stage of the Law Phase Realm. ”

"He's a nice guy to befriend. Zhang Shengdao.

"No way. Unless he passes this hurdle, although I regret it, I dare not anger Wang Bodang's bad head. Li Pingshan said.

While the two were discussing, Yi Fan was knocked out again.

Everyone saw that Yi Fan was still standing on the ground, and his figure did not stumble, except for the trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, which seemed to indicate that Yi Fan was a little injured.

However, Wang Bodang became more and more frightened the more he fought!

At this moment, he had already used the five-layer Deadwood Fist Intent!

Coupled with the deadwood trap of the five prohibitions, combined with the deadwood spring supernatural power, the general masters in the late stage of the Law Phase Realm, or physical cultivation, have already been beaten into a puddle of mud!

"It can't be delayed any longer! The ninth-ranked master of the Medicine King Sect, if he can't even pack up a physical cultivation whose aura is comparable to the peak of the early stage of the Law Phase Realm, it will be ridiculous and generous to spread it!"

Thinking of this, Uncle Wang snorted and suddenly shouted: "Secret art, one tree and one withered glory!"

"Magical powers, dead wood in spring!"

"Deadwood fist intent, melt!"

"Drink!"

Wang Bodang's face turned red, at this moment, he integrated the top-level secret technique into the deadwood fist intent, but he stacked the fist intent to the level of the peak of the fifth layer!

The shadow of the dead wood shaking all over the sky made the radius of hundreds of zhang full of depressive atmosphere.

At the same time, on top of his five forbidden deadwood traps, five deadwood phantoms appeared, and he obtained the fusion of the deadwood fist intent and the power of the secret technique and supernatural powers, turning into a gray giant fist of more than 400 zhang in mid-air!

The giant gray fist roared, stirring up the storm!

At this moment, many people's faces changed!

"Uncle Wang, this is going to kill someone!"

"The top-level secret technique is one wood and one withered glory, with his supernatural powers, the two are superimposed, and the power comparable to the natal talent can be exploded, plus the five forbidden yuan soldiers and the five layers of dead wood fist intent, that Yi will definitely die with a knife!"

"This trick can't be resisted!"

"It's amazing, that giant fist is suffocating and desperate!"

……

Everyone's eyes followed the gray giant fist and fell on Yi Fan.

At this moment, Yi Fan stood in place, looking up at the gray giant fist, his eyes were a little dull.

Seemingly, scared?

Well, he was scared stupid!

That's normal!

Such a powerful punch, if you change to other early stage masters of the Law Phase Realm, you will be confused!

The fear is enough to make a fool and leave a blank mind!

However, when the giant gray fist was about to shatter Yi Fan, Yi Fan stretched and yawned, as if he had slept for a while.

"So this is your hole card! The ninth-ranked true disciple of the Medicine King Sect is not very good!"

"When death is on the verge of death, you dare to be hard-mouthed...... I...... Belch...... No way!"

Before Wang Bo finished speaking, he found that the gray giant fist that he had turned into with all the strength of his hole cards stopped at about half an inch above Yi Fan's head!

And the distance between those half an inch is supported by a golden palm!

Just like Yi Fan stretched his waist, he held the gray giant fist in his hand!

This scene simply scared everyone!

It's like, suddenly I saw an ant and lifted an elephant!

Immediately after, the crowd exclaimed, I don't know who it was!

Immediately, the sound of gasping and cooling air was heard one after another.

But I saw—

Yi Fan's golden palm moved from the top of his head to the front of his body with a huge gray fist, and then blew.

The Grey Fist is scattered!

Scattered......

Scattered!

"I'm ******, the Deadwood Divine Fist is gone!"

When the scream came out, Uncle Wang let out a puff and spurted a mouthful of blood.

That mouthful of blood turned into a bloody arrow and rushed towards Yi Fan.

"You punch me too!"

At this moment, Yi Fan moved!

Just as Yi Fan became more and more courageous in the previous battle, he rushed out!

But, this moment!

Everyone was dumbfounded!

That's not a man sprinting at all!

It's a silver white tiger!

Like a tiger descending from the mountain!

No, it's dozens of tigers coming down the mountain!

"No!"

Wang Bodang couldn't face Yi Fan at this moment, and the sharp roaring wind made him die!

At the last moment, Wang Bodang had to sacrifice a golden talisman!

The golden talisman turned into a golden armor god and blocked the phantom in front of Wang Bodang!

"Click!"

The Phantom is gone!

PS: First update!

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