Under the head-on collision between Yang Fan's fist and Huang Tianmad's fist, Huang Tianmad's tiger mouth was directly torn, and then, the crack spread, spreading to Huang Tianmad's whole body.

Click!

With a slight crisp sound, Huang Tianfang's whole person was like porcelain, cracking and turning into powder.

Quiet!

In the hall, there was a dead silence, the crowd's eyes widened, and they looked at Yang Fan with a horrified expression, the crowd never expected that Yang Fan's quasi-god early stage cultivation would smash the Huang Tianmad who had become a saint in the flesh with one punch.

"This ...... How is this possible?!" The crowd broke out in a cold sweat and secretly stammered.

However, at this moment, a streamer suddenly crossed and rose into the sky, as if trying to escape.

Yang Fan stretched out his hand indifferently and easily held the streamer.

"Ah, Yang Fan, let go of me, you let go of me!" This streamer is naturally Huang Tianmad's divine soul.

At this moment, Huang Tianmad's face was hideous, and he was still in shock.

"Save me!Sect Master Lin!Help me!" Huang Tianfang's head twisted, and he looked at Lin Qingjian for help.

"Sect Master Lin, please, please save me!" Huang Tian was so frightened that he was about to cry, begging Lin Qingjian frantically.

Directly above, Lin Qingjian sighed, slowly spoke, and said lightly: "Yang Fan, that's enough, let Huang Tianmad go." ”

Laugh at!

As soon as Lin Qingjian's words fell, Yang Fan's hand suddenly exerted force, and Huang Tianfang's divine soul quickly twisted.

"No, don't, help!" Huang Tianmad's expression was distorted, and his screams were terrifying, but he still turned into a cloud of smoke and dust, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Yang Fan, since you want to die, then I will fulfill you. Lin Qingjian twitched his cheeks fiercely, and laughed angrily.

"Die. In the next second, Lin Qingjian appeared strangely behind Yang Fan, and Lin Qingjian directly above slowly faded away, and finally distorted and dissipated.

The crowd gasped, secretly frightened, Lin Qingjian's speed, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is teleportation!

"Yang Fan, be careful!" Wen Mengyi's beautiful eyes widened, and she exclaimed, she never expected that Lin Qingjian's speed would be so fast, so fast that she couldn't see how Lin Qingjian appeared behind Yang Fan at all!

However, as soon as Wen Meng spoke, Lin Qingjian's fist had already passed through Yang Fan's body.

However, the strange thing is that after a period of distortion, Yang Fan's body slowly faded away, and finally disappeared completely.

"Afterimage?!" Lin Qingjian's pupils trembled slightly, and he secretly shouted: "Not good!"

Lin Qingjian suddenly turned around, only to see a golden light giant fist blasting towards him.

At such a close distance, even Lin Qingjian didn't have time to make any resistance, and could only watch the punch fall on his chest.

Pedal Pedal Ped

Under the powerful force, Lin Qingjian's throat was sweet, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his feet staggered back.

And Yang Fan's figure once again appeared in the field of vision of the crowd.

He ...... How could he be so fast?!" The crowd's eyes widened as if they were petrified, and they stood in place.

Just now, when Lin Qingjian made a move, the crowd could still vaguely see it, but how Yang Fan disappeared and how he made a move, they didn't see it at all!

In other words, in terms of speed alone, Yang Fan is even better than Lin Qingjian in the Half-Saint Realm!

Thinking of this, the crowd couldn't help but squirm in their throats and swallowed their saliva wildly.

"You're pretty fast. Lin Qingjian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a bloodthirsty sneer appeared on his face: "It's been millions of years, no one has ever been able to hurt me, you are the first." ”

"Still, you're a little too weak. Lin Qingjian grinned and sneered, with one move with one hand, above his fist, the heavenly fire was entangled, scorching the void and twisting!

"Yang Fan, I am a half-saint realm, and what I comprehend is the Heavenly Fire Heavenly Dao, and you can force me to use the Heavenly Dao, which is enough to be proud. As soon as Lin Qingjian's words fell, the whole person had already turned into a phantom and blasted towards Yang Fan.

Yang Fan frowned slightly, and he also used Chaos Fire and Mirror Fire to shake Lin Qingjian together.

However, Yang Fan's strength was obviously weaker than Lin Qingjian in the Half-Saint Realm, and under several collisions, Yang Fan was slightly embarrassed and took advantage of the disadvantage.

"Yang Fan, this idiot, is trying in vain to compete with Sect Master Lin, he is really looking for death. Seeing this, the crowd shook their heads and sneered, their eyes full of banter.

Wen Mengyi frowned, his expression changed drastically, and he shouted: "Yang Fan, you go quickly! You don't have to worry about us, with your talent, as long as you give you another hundred years, you will definitely be able to defeat Lin Qingjian and avenge us!"

Wen Mengyi was extremely anxious, her heart was full of worry, she could clearly see that with Yang Fan's current situation, she would definitely lose!

However, Wen Mengyi believed that as long as Yang Fan was given another hundred years, Yang Fan would definitely be able to defeat Lin Qingjian.

A hundred years may seem like a long time, but for cultivators, it's just a moment!

"Hehe, if you want to run, it's not that easy!" Lin Qingjian's expression was gloomy, and his old eyes were full of murderous intent.

With Yang Fan's talent, how could Lin Qingjian let the tiger return to the mountain, if Lin Qingjian couldn't kill Yang Fan today, then in the future, Lin Qingjian would have no confidence to be able to kill Yang Fan!

Therefore, Yang Fan will die!

"Die!" Lin Qingjian's face turned pale, the offensive in his hand suddenly strengthened, and on his fist, the fire of the Heavenly Dao shone brightly, and a punch fell on Yang Fan's shoulder.

Rumble!

The terrifying scorching energy exploded, Yang Fan trembled lightly, staggered back, and his shoulders were even more scorched!

"Let's die!" Lin Qingjian didn't give Yang Fan the slightest respite, and took advantage of the momentum to take Yang Fan's vital point.

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth rose and he smiled: "It's almost warmed up." ”

Yang Fan shook his head, raised his hands lightly, quickly sealed, and shouted: "Pangu Golden Body!"

Snort!

As soon as the law came out, Yang Fan's right fist suddenly enlarged, directly breaking through the entire Hall of the God and Demon Sect, and it was thousands of miles away!

"Get out!" Yang Fan let out a low shout, his body twisted slightly, and his fist exploded like a cannonball, landing on Lin Qingjian's body.

Boom!

The terrifying wave of qi spread wildly, shaking the crowd and flying upside down.

And Lin Qingjian was like a short-term kite, directly smashed into the ground by Yang Fan, blasting out a deep pit on the ground!

"Die!" Yang Fan's waist twisted slightly, and the huge fist like a mountain continued to bombard down, smashing Lin Qingjian's body.

Boom!

The sound of explosions was endless, and the cracks on the ground spread like cobwebs, spreading rapidly, and the entire God and Demon Sect collapsed!

And Yang Fan's fist did not stop at all, still bombarding Lin Qingjian frantically.

Generous!

At this time, Yang Fan's fist paused violently.

Yang Fan's brows furrowed, only feeling as if his fist had been grabbed by something, and he couldn't move!

(End of chapter)