Chapter 238: Tang Feiyu

I saw Yu Hong's hands clenched into fists, making a terrifying bone popping sound. Flash Dance.

On top of his fists, a layer of golden light instantly crossed over, forming an incomparably solid fist.

Yu Hong's fists were like gold poured at this time. Not only is the golden light shining, but it also exudes a fierce and domineering fist intent. Tear the air all around you.

The reason why the Baquan Gate is called the Baquan Gate is because of the Zhenzong martial arts in its sect, the five-grade king-level martial arts - "King Kong Batian Fist"!

Yu Hong, as the chief disciple of the Baquan Sect, has already practiced "King Kong Batian Fist" to the realm of Xiaocheng.

A pair of fists, like a King Kong God Fist, indestructible!

"Boy, lie in bed for half a month!"

Yu Hong's face turned hideous, waved his fists, and blasted straight towards Mo Fan.

Mo Fan's words just now had completely angered Yu Hong. So as soon as he came up, he exerted all his strength without sparing the slightest hand.

Mo Fan glanced at Yu Hong lightly, but he didn't have the slightest defense, and let Hong come because of it.

When Yu Hong's fists were less than a meter away from Mo Fan. He suddenly moved.

I saw Mo Fan raise his hands and wave them lightly in front of him, as if he had no power.

"It's really beyond your power that you want to go toe-to-toe with me. I just wanted to teach you a lesson and let you lie in bed for a month and a half. But now it seems that your hands can't be saved. ”

The corners of Yu Hong's mouth hooked up a sneer, as if he had seen it.

The fists of the two met in mid-air.

Yu Hong, who was originally extremely confident in himself, changed his face suddenly.

Mo Fan took a fist that seemed to be light and fluttering, without the slightest power. But it erupted with terrifying power, and even the void trembled.

The golden fist on Yu Hong's fist only lasted for a second, and dozens of cracks appeared, densely packed, like a spider's web.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Yu Hong's throat. His body took more than a dozen steps backwards before he could stabilize his figure.

"Impossible! I have cultivated the King Kong Heavenly Fist to the realm of Xiaocheng, and my fists are indestructible! Even the top eighty powerhouses on the Hidden Dragon List will not be able to break my fist!"

"You are just the existence at the bottom of the Hidden Dragon List, how can you break my fist, it must be a coincidence!" Yu Hong's eyes widened and he yelled in disbelief.

As the chief disciple of the Baquan Sect, Yu Hong is extremely confident in his fists. I think I can sweep all directions with my fist and hang the same level.

But Mo Fan's fluttering fist actually broke his fist.

This made Yu Hong a little unacceptable.

Yu Hong spelled his fate to "King Kong Batian Fist", frantically urging the spiritual power in his body and injecting it into his fists.

The originally shattered golden fist burst out with an extremely bright white gold halo in an instant. 35xs

The golden fist on Yu Hong's fist has been rendered into white gold at this time, turning into an even more powerful platinum fist. The power has increased by more than 30% compared to before.

"Boy, you're far from your fist with me!"

Yu Hong shook his fists and blasted out with all his might.

"Boom!"

The fierce and domineering fist wind turned into two platinum dragons, roaring the heavens and the earth, and pushing the eight desolations and six he!

This blow was Yu Hong's strongest attack. Even an ordinary Heavenly Sect Sixfold Heavenly Cultivator may not be able to take it down.

"Hehe, is this the Zhenzong martial art of the Tyrant Fist Sect? But that's it!" a sneer broke out at the corner of Mo Fan's mouth.

His right hand was clenched into a fist, and the muscles of his arm bulged, condensing the strength of his whole body, and suddenly burst out!

"Flame Fist!"

Since Yu Hong wants to compare fists, then Mo Fan will fulfill him.

The moment the Burning Flame Fist burst out, the heavens and the earth changed color.

The blazing flames of incineration scorch the void. The power of the strong flesh crushes the Quartet!

Mo Fan's physical realm has reached the heaven-level physical body mastery, and his physical body is extremely strong. It can completely burst out the power of the Burning Flame Fist!

In the blink of an eye, the Platinum Fist and the Burning Flame Fist collided in mid-air.

It was like two meteorites colliding, setting off a monstrous wave.

"Ahh

A miserable cry suddenly came out of Yu Hong's throat, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

I saw Yu Hong's body, under the bombardment of huge force, turned into a perfect parabola and smashed out of the ring.

The platinum fists on his fists have been shattered inch by inch. Expose his arms, his fists.

Looking at it, Yu Hong's fist had been completely deformed at this time, and the fist was exposed, which was extremely infiltrating.

And his arms were limp and weak, like ribbons, fluttering in the wind. Obviously, the bones in the arm were shattered into slag by Mo Fan's punch just now.

"Hiss"

The onlookers couldn't help but gasp.

Mo Fan was able to use his fists to shatter Yu Hong's fists. It can be seen that his physical strength has reached an extremely terrifying level.

"Unexpectedly, there was a body refining genius in the One Yuan Sword Sect. With such a strong body, the strength of this son is estimated to be in the top 80 of the hidden dragon list. In this disciple duel, we lost. Wang Tiexiong said with a pale face.

Although he had investigated Mo Fan's relevant information, he didn't expect to underestimate Mo Fan's strength.

"Tang Feiyu, the second disciple duel depends on you. ”

Wang Tiexiong turned his head and said very politely to a young man in purple.

The purple-clothed young man smiled slightly and said, "Sect Master Wang, rest assured, in this small spirit vein, there are the interests of my Earth Spirit Sect in it, and I will naturally win him." ”

This young man named Tang Feiyu was the young sect master of the Earth Spirit Sect. Cultivation has reached the Triple Heaven of the Heavenly Sect.

Although his cultivation is average, he ranks seventy-ninth on the Hidden Dragon List. Moreover, he is also a mid-level peak spirit seeker.

Tang Feiyu jumped into the ring, looked at Mo Fan, and said indifferently: "Although your physical body is strong, you are by no means my opponent. You'd better admit defeat, lest you lose too ugly for a while. ”

Tang Yufei's tone was extremely confident, as if he had won this duel.

This sentence is also for you. Admit defeat, lest you lose too ugly for a while. Mo Fan said lightly.

A cold light flashed in Tang Feiyu's eyes, "Since you don't know what to do, then I'll let you see how powerful the Spirit Seeker is today." ”

Tang Feiyu waved his palm, and two lower-grade spirit stones suddenly appeared in front of him.

I saw him pointing with both hands and pointing out quickly. Like lightning, he clicked a few times on the lower grade spirit stone, and then formed a mysterious handprint.

"Spirit snake, now!"

Tang Feiyu let out a low snort.

The two lower-grade spirit stones in front of him suddenly erupted into two astonishing spiritual power fluctuations. At the same time, Tang Feiyu's body also surged with spiritual power.

The three spiritual powers echo each other.

Under the traction of Tang Feiyu's spiritual power. Those two low-grade spirit stones turned into two hideous spirit snakes, spitting snake letters towards Mo Fan!