In the space vacated by the Yakshas, there are several phantoms that move forward with the Yakshas, and ordinary people will not be able to distinguish who is the real person and who is the phantom. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Zhang Fan, as a senior brother, I will teach you today."

Yaksha was extremely proud.

After all, even if it is a student of the advanced class, not everyone can cultivate the martial arts of the Xuan-level lower body method to the Great Perfection realm, and Yaksha is a student in the intermediate class, and he has cultivated the Illusory Step to the Great Perfection, which is enough to make Yaksha proud.

"Hmph."

Zhang Fan stared at the phantom in the void, but his spirit fluctuated strangely.

Zhang Fan's spiritual power is comparable to that of a martial artist in the late stage of martial arts, and the fluctuations that ordinary martial artists can't capture, but they can't hide it from Zhang Fan.

A punch was directed towards a phantom on the right, and a burst of fist power struck straight at him.

"No way, you must have been a coincidence."

The phantom on the left and in the middle disappeared in an instant, while the phantom on the left quickly retreated, and at the same time, a pair of eyes stared at Zhang Fan with disbelief.

"How could you see through my phantom steps."

Yaksha was extremely shocked in his heart, knowing that this illusory step cultivation to the Great Perfection realm, even a mid-martial artist of the martial spirit could not see through it, unless it had spiritual power comparable to that of the late stage of the martial spirit.

"If you say this, go to the underworld and ask Lord Yama."

Zhang Fan didn't answer, but rushed towards the Yaksha with one punch at the other.

Its fist strength is like a vast ocean, and the momentum is monstrous.

"Hmph, you're too arrogant, don't think that if you can see through my phantom steps, you will definitely be able to defeat me."

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Yaksha's mouth.

The Yaksha's body was mixed, and the momentum was condensed into one, like a python entrenched, and it could deliver a fatal blow at any time.

Python Fist, a Xuan-level low-grade martial art, is the same as the Phantom Step, and the Yaksha has also cultivated it to the Great Perfection realm.

Yaksha's fist flew out like a striking python, and the air was torn by the strong wind.

"Zhang Fan, let's die, with this python fist, even if it is a martial spirit three-rank martial artist, I have the certainty of winning the battle."

A smile of successful conspiracy was released in Yaksha's eyes, and thinking that Zhang Fan, a confidant, would be eliminated in the next second, Yaksha's heart couldn't help but fluctuate a little.

"It's now."

Zhang Fan quickly grasped the flaw of the Yaksha, and the fist condensed into one, and the majestic momentum converged in Zhang Fan's fist.

"It's useless, Zhang Fan, even if you comprehend the fist momentum, the cultivation gap between us is too big, and you can't recover the disadvantage at all with the fist momentum that just steps into the threshold."

Yaksha continued to attack Zhang Fan, hoping to blow Zhang Fan's confidence away.

Zhang Fan was unmoved, still gathering momentum, and when the fist momentum was accumulated to the peak, a domineering fist suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Starry Sky Battle Fist, Starry Sky Battle.

"The fist that has stepped into the threshold level can't pose a threat to you, but how about adding a Xuan-level mid-grade martial art."

Zhang Fan's eyes flashed.

The majestic fist accumulated to the peak, and along the rolling torrent, it hit out one by one.

Like a god of war who conquers the world, he strikes a blow with all his might.

The explosion roared.

And the fist strength of the python fist was dissolved by the fist of the starry sky battle fist as soon as it came into contact at the beginning of the year, turning into a more majestic fist, rolling towards the yaksha.

There was a bang.

A large crater explodes in Yaksha's chest, and Yaksha dies.

In the distance, Zhao Hengyuan was stunned.

Laughing wildly in a daze, "Zhang Fan, you are dead, you actually openly killed the students of the genius class in the academy, you are dead." ”

Zhao Hengyuan barked loudly like a madman.

"Didn't you teach me? A dead genius is no longer a genius. ”

Zhang Fan smiled coldly, staring at Zhao Hengyuan's eyes, revealing a cold light.

A chill ran down the soles of Zhao Hengyuan's feet to the bottom of his heart.

Untied the hemp rope that bound Wang Xuan and Zhao Tiantian, the two were already dying, and Zhang Fan's face suddenly became cold.

"How dare you do this to my brother."

Zhang Fan roared.

Wang Xuan and Zhao Yitian's life breath is already dying, if there is no help from the elixir, I am afraid that the two of them will not live long.

The chill in Zhang Fan's eyes made Zhao Hengyuan's legs and feet swing.

Strong calm spirit, Zhao Hengyuan said tremblingly, "Zhang Fan, it's none of my business, everything is done by Yaksha." ”

Zhang Fan's eyes noticed the iron whip in Zhao Hengyuan's hand, and then looked at the whip marks on Wang Xuan and Zhao Tiantian's bodies, "You are dead." ”

Listening to Zhang Fan's words with murderous intent, Zhao Hengyuan didn't dare to stay for a long time, and was busy grunting and trying to escape.

A shattering fist exploded in Zhao Hengyuan's back, and Zhao Hengyuan was dead in an instant.

"As I said, none of the people who hurt my brother can get away."

Zhang Fan said coldly.

"Brother Fan, it's a good kill, it doesn't matter to us, you can escape quickly."

Wang Xuan and Zhao Yitian said in a gossamer.

The two of them were hit hard, and at this moment they were already getting more air in and less air out.

Zhang Fan could feel the sincerity of the two, "Don't worry, I have my own solutions, you can recuperate with peace of mind, I will ask for elixir for you to treat."

Zhang Fan killed Yaksha and Zhao Hengyuan, and soon the news spread throughout the academy.

Zhang Fan carried Wang Xuan and Zhao Yitian on his back, and rushed towards the 001 bedroom step by step.

After Zhang Fan settled Wang Xuan and Zhao for a day, dense footsteps sounded outside the courtyard.

Zhang Fan's ears moved, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Fan, run away, it's still too late."

Xu Chuan also noticed the dense footsteps outside the courtyard and hurriedly shouted.

"I don't believe that in this world, there is no word justice, but just because Yaksha is a student of the intermediate genius class, he can easily deprive us of our lives."

Zhang Fan smiled coldly, then pushed open the door and walked out directly.

"Brother Fan, if I go with you, I don't believe that there is no reasonable person in the huge Imperial Academy."

Xu Chuan followed behind Zhang Fan and walked in with Zhang Fan.

After the two stepped out, their eyes fell on the courtyard in an instant.

At this moment, there were twenty or thirty young men wearing armor in the courtyard, and each young man released a powerful aura from his body.

Zhang Fan's eyes were blank, and his expression was solemn.

"Zhang Fan, just tie your hands, don't force us to do it, if we do, I'm afraid your fate will be very miserable."

A young man led by him had a cold look in his eyes, and he was looking at Zhang Fan with a playful expression, with a soaring killing intent in his eyes.

"He wants to kill me."

In an instant, this thought appeared in Zhang Fan's mind.

"Brother Fan, don't go with him, this person is the night ghost of Yaksha's cousin, if you fall into his hands, there will be absolutely no way to live."

Xu Chuan stopped in front of Zhang Fan and told Zhang Fan to leave quickly.

"Brother Fan, run away, I'll block you here."

A warm current surged in Zhang Fan's heart.

"Haha, a junior class student dares to block my way as a night ghost, hurry up and get out of me, or I'll take it down with you."

The night ghost glared at Xu Chuan angrily.

Zhang Fan hurriedly pulled Xu Chuan away and said, "I'll go with you." ”

Yegui stood in front of Zhang Fan, and gave Zhang Fan endless pressure, making Zhang Fan understand that this person in front of him was not simple and difficult to deal with.

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