It is a natural martial arts arena.

Kuang Song stood in the center, dressed in red and white striped armor, majestic, beckoning to Wu Fan. Pang Haifuqi and the others were standing on the periphery of a few zhang to watch, in a relaxed mood, and discussed from time to time.

Wu Fan stepped forward and stood still outside Kuang Song, wearing a T-shirt and big pants, and slippers on his feet, losing a cut in momentum.

On the way, Pang Hai gave advice to Kuang Song, saying that Wu Fan beat Wei Peiying, who was at the eighth level of the sword master, to have no temper on the platform of life and death, and Wei Peiying finally committed suicide in despair, and later in the underground martial arts arena, they defeated Yan Baojiang of the Star Divine Sect, whose strength was equivalent to the sixth level of the Sword Sect, should not compete with Wu Fan, but use the cultivation realm to fight hard.

"This guy's kendo realm is only the second level of the sword master, and the strength is so terrifying, I am underestimated by the enemy, it seems that it is not better to provoke him than the sword. Kuang Song was as good as a stream at that time and adopted Pang Hai's suggestion.

"Take out the sword, you want the name of the master brother so much, and you are from the swordsmanship department, what is it better than the sword?" Wu Fan held the frightening sword in his hand, as if he had insight into Kuang Song's scheming, and said lightly.

"I heard that your swordsmanship is amazing, but today I just want to fight with you with your bare hands, you can use a sword, how about it?" Kuang Song said.

"I won't take advantage of you, you don't use a sword, and I don't use it. Wu Fanhun said indifferently.

"Okay, the ninth form of the vigorous ripple fist, a pestle of King Kong!" Seeing that Wu Fan put away his sword, Kuang Song was no longer polite and struggled to punch out.

A fist mark instantly condensed, and the true qi burst out, like a golden steel pestle, and slammed into Wu Fan.

The Mighty Ripple Fist is the mastery of the Shinrikyo where Kuang Song is located, and the punch is out, and the residual momentum is endless, stretching continuously, surging like water ripples, making it difficult for opponents to dissolve.

"The first style of piercing the heart and splitting the empty palm, turning over the river and the sea!"

Wu Fan saw Kuang Song punching, unremarkable, turned his hands over, and slapped a palm.

"Master, you are careless, in a punch of the vigorous ripple fist, there are twelve powers implied, wave after wave, and you must continue to make palms to resist the enemy. "Fengyue Baojian only prompted after Wu Fan took out his palm, but it was too late.

The fists and palms intersected, and a thunderous explosion burst out, but Wu Fan didn't have time to palm again, and his body was blown away by the subsequent wave of power, floating high, like a fallen leaf, falling in the distance.

"Okay, Senior Brother Kuang is powerful!"

"Haha, Wu Fan is vulnerable. ”

"I thought Wu Fan really had a lot of ability, but it turned out to be nothing more than that. ”

Five or six of Kuang Song's followers all applauded with triumphant expressions.

Wu Fan got up and examined his whole body, but fortunately there were no injuries at all. After refining his body into a carbon fiber god body last time, the flexibility of his whole body was further strengthened, and he actually resisted a terrifying punch with a powerful ripple fist.

"Using the "Mixed Yuan Xuanyi Gong", I wonder if I can deal with his powerful ripple fist?" Wu Fan muttered to himself, and slowly walked back to the scene of the fight.

Seeing Wu Fan return unscathed, Kuang Song and the others were greatly surprised.

"This kid actually withstood Senior Brother Kuang's peerless punch?!"

"Quick, Senior Brother Kuang will make persistent efforts and beat him to death with one punch!"

Pang Haifuqi and others, who were onlookers, shouted and scolded one after another, hoping that Kuang Song would cripple Wu Fan, and there would be no more Wu Fan in Lingxiao Academy.

"The thirteenth form of the vigorous ripple fist, colorless and phaseless!"

Kuang Song was a little annoyed and angry, he had never learned anything in his life, and he couldn't kill Wu Fan, who was only at the peak of the path, so he made a more powerful move, and the space was stagnant.

"The fourth style of piercing the heart and splitting the empty palm, the autumn wind sweeps the leaves!"

Wu Fan slapped it with one palm, and secretly used "Mixed Yuan Xuanyi Gong", which was able to gather strength at one point, force out a hole, and greatly increase his strength, cracking the wave after wave of striking power of the vigorous ripple fist.

At the peak of Shennongjia's Divine Palm, Lu Yanfei was at the peak of the Dao Cultivation Realm, because he had the "Xuanyang Changzhen Technique", his strength increased greatly, and Wu Fan took up the "Mixed Yuan Xuanyi Gong" and easily defeated him.

Although Lu Yanfei's peak of cultivation is one more than one level different from Kuang Song's initial stage of enlightenment in front of him, and it is not the same, Wu Fan has confidence in himself.

Sure enough, after the fists and palms intersected, there was a sudden explosion, sparks flew everywhere, the space shook, billowing smoke and dust surged, and the two waves of offensive dissolved invisibly.

Kuang Song was horrified in his heart, you must know that the punch of colorless and phaseless is a collection of powerful ripple fists, which can hide all the power, it looks ordinary, but it is actually extremely dangerous.

Under the anger, Kuang Song was no longer polite, and even punched again, Wu Fan did not dodge, and fought with hard and continuous palms.

For a time, on Jinding Mountain, gunpowder smoke was billowing out, and the sound of thunderous explosions was endless. More than a dozen figures flew in, and if Wu Fan had time to wait and see, he would find that there was a graceful figure among them, it was the fourth grade of the swordsmanship department, the green pothos of the Emperor Tianhou Tumen, and the rest of the people who came were also students of Lingxiao Academy.

Kuang Song went to find trouble with Wu Fan, and then a group of people flew away from Lingxiao Academy, which still attracted the attention of some students, and under the rumors, it was inevitable that good deeds would follow.

One punch at a time, the power continued to increase, but Kuang Song could not take advantage of Wu Fan at all, and his mood became anxious.

Twenty or thirty rounds have passed, and even Pang Hai and the others have already seen that Kuang Song has done his best, and there is no way to kill Wu Fan.

"Let's go together, otherwise it's going to be bad!" Pang Hai called to the rest of the attendants who were watching the battle.

Knowing that Wu Fan's kendo strength was terrifying, Pang Haifuqi and the others did not take out their weapons, but rushed up, punched their fists, and attacked Wu Fan in the middle.

Wu Fan was in a hurry for a while, facing enemies in front and back, left and right, with one palm on the left and one palm on the right, to deal with the attacking fists. Fu Qi Xiu is the weakest realm, and he is already at the peak of forgetfulness, and every blow he throws with his hand is amazingly powerful.

Gradually, Wu Fan was already stumbling, constantly urging the majestic true qi to support it.

Seven people besieged Wu Fan alone, and the way their fists came from was extremely clear in the Fengyue Treasure Book in Gao Xuan's mind, but it was really reluctant to deal with it at the same time. However, there is pressure to make progress, and Wu Fan has no fear in his heart, which is regarded as an experience.

"I don't think he can support it for long, let's work harder and kill Wu Fan!"

Kuang Song saw that Wu Fan was retreating again and again, and it was difficult to resist the enemy, so he was determined to greet everyone.

The encirclement of the seven people was getting smaller and smaller, and Wu Fan had retreated to the edge of Jinding Mountain, with a cliff as deep as a hundred zhang on one side.

In the woods on the side of the cliff, there was a majestic aura hidden, and a master was lurking there, and when Wu Fan realized this, a fierce palm print had already struck from the woods.

Wu Fan was hit the back and floated beyond the cliff, falling downward.

That aura was a little familiar, and when it was linked to Pang Hai being a disciple of the Star Divine Sect, Wu Fan had the figure of Elder Yan in his mind.

That's right, except for him, it is absolutely impossible for anyone else, the middle level of the Dan Dao, the sixth level of the Sword Sect Elder Yan, even if he uses all the magic weapons, Wu Fan is not his opponent.

The monk who condensed the golden pill, the sea of dantian qi contained a huge amount of danqi, more than ten times more than the condensation of true qi, and the strength was too strong, and it was not at all something that Wu Fan, who was at the peak of the Dao, could compete with.

Wu Fan, who fell into the dense forest, was scratched by countless branches, although his body was extremely tough and did not cause external injuries on the surface of his body, but under the palm of Elder Yan, Rao was a carbon fiber god body, and his heart and five organs were damaged to varying degrees.

When Wu Fan fell heavily to the ground of the dense forest, after a thought, he entered Pangu tears. He sat on the edge of the lake and immediately healed his wounds.

Fortunately, the physical body was strong enough, and with the ability of Elder Yan, under one palm, it also tightly shattered his heart, lungs and kidneys, and under the internal vision, blood flowed from various internal organs. Without hesitation, Wu Fan immediately took luck, blocked various important acupuncture points, and quickly healed and recovered.

Ten minutes later, Wu Fan's whole body recovered, and through the Fengyue Treasure Book, Elder Yan, Pang Hai, Kuang Song, Fu Qi and others searched in the dense forest.

They saw with their own eyes that Wu Fan had fallen into the dense forest, but in the blink of an eye, he was no longer visible, and Elder Yan released his courage to investigate, but there was no trace of Wu Fan, so they had to ask everyone to disperse and conduct a carpet search.

After a few more minutes, Wu Fan saw that the position where Pang Hai was standing was the place where he fell, Wu Fan immediately burst into tears, slapped his head and slapped Pang Hai.

This palm came suddenly, instantly beating Pang Hai beyond recognition, and he couldn't die anymore. Wu Fan stretched out his hand and swept his three souls and seven spirits over, refining them into nothing.

The most dangerous place is the safest, and he transforms into Pang Hai, as long as he carefully reins in his breath, he believes that he can hide from the sky and the sea, and under Elder Yan's nose, he can't detect it.

What's more, the strength of the Star Constellation Divine Sect is strong, and although the people in the sect who have reached the level of Elder Yan can't be said to be countless, they can at least count two hands. Since you have offended the Star Divine Sect, it is better to disguise yourself and blend in and catch them off guard.

This world respects strength and blindly retreats, and they will not give up and mercifully let themselves go.

Lao Zheng's Xuankong Gate was destroyed by the Star Divine Sect, and he was regarded by them as the remnant of the Xuankong Gate, and it was also appropriate to help Lao Zheng avenge the sect's great revenge.

At that moment, Wu Fan immediately stripped Pang Hai of his clothes and put them on, while his own clothes were worn on Pang Hai's body. After the fetus was transformed into a shape, Wu Fan's appearance was no different from Pang Hai's, and even his voice was the same.

Pang Hai has been killed by a sneak attack with his own palm, and he is disfigured, and if he does something else, I believe that no one can see that he is Pang Hai.

Cracking Pang Hai's space ring, Wu Fan collected all the treasures inside, and also took his identity token as his own.

At this moment, Pang Hai's identity token glowed, and it was Elder Yan who sent a message asking if he had found anything. Wu Fan immediately replied, saying that Wu Fan was dead, and he had just found Wu Fan's body.

In the distance, Lu Pothos and a group of students from Lingxiao Academy slowly lurked over, and they all already sensed that there was a monk with an unfathomable realm, just near the dense forest, so they didn't dare to go too far.

It's just that Wu Fan, who has recently become famous and powerful, was slapped off the cliff with a palm, whether he was alive or dead, they were all very curious.

Kuang Song and the others also received a message from Pang Hai, and Elder Yan came back and forth.

"There must be treasures in this kid's space ring, let me see it. Elder Yan looked at Pang Hai's corpse and released a roll of Dan Qi, and a spatial ring flew to his hand.

"Huh, it's impossible, right?!" Elder Yan unlocked Pang Hai's space ring, and under the flipping, there were only some plastic and paper bag packaging, and he was puzzled.

"Have you moved Wu Fan's space ring?" Elder Yan's cold gaze was like a knife, staring at Wu Fan.

"Elder Yan, the disciple's cultivation realm is limited, where can I crack Wu Fan's space ring, with you here, give the disciple a hundred guts, and the disciple will not dare. Wu Fan looked humble, and responded completely in Pang Hai's tone and tone.

"Hmph, forgive me for not daring. Elder Yan put away Pang Hai's spatial ring, stretched out his hand and released a burst of Dan Qi to incinerate the corpse.

The flames were raging, and a corpse was cremated in the heat and heat, and in the blink of an eye, it was reduced to ashes. Lu Pothos and other students of Lingxiao Academy were hiding in the dense forest, and when they saw the scene so tragic, they were so frightened that they didn't dare to come out.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Kuang, in the future, no one will dare to compete with you for the title of Senior Brother. Fudge patted his ass.

The rest of the followers were all happy and congratulated Kuang Song.

"Pang Hai, in half a month, the sect will hold a selection competition for the Holy Son, although you don't have that ability and don't have the qualifications, but it's good to go back and watch the grand event of the sect. Originally, Elder Yan would not have said this, but after killing Wu Fan today, he was happy for a while, so he casually told Pang Hai.

"Obey Elder Yan's orders. Seeing that Elder Yan didn't doubt himself at all, Wu Fan was in a relaxed mood and bowed his hand.