Liu Fan, who dodged this punch, felt the power contained in the opponent's fist, and his heart also improved by twelve points.

"Liu Fan, you're not very powerful, why do you want to dodge." Zhao He saw Liu Fan coming and sneered.

"That's a lot of nonsense." Liu Fan said directly in a cold voice.

"You ......" The other party was directly angry when he heard Liu Fan's words, but immediately sneered.

"Wait and see how I get rid of you." While speaking, Zhao He's figure turned, and he directly attacked Liu Fan again, and before the person arrived, the spiritual power emanating from his body completely enveloped Liu Fan.

"Die for me!" Zhao He's eyes were fierce at this moment, and with a strong spiritual power on his fist, he attacked directly towards Liu Fan's chest.

Liu Fan once again exerted the wind step to the limit, but unexpectedly, no matter where he dodged, the other party's breath was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, following him closely.

After dodging a few times, Liu Fan found that he couldn't dodge, and the opponent's attack came instantly.

Liu Fan found that there was definitely something strange in this, but since he couldn't dodge, he could only meet the other party's attack.

Liu Fan's body rushed forward, and in an instant, he made a 180-degree turn and directly faced Zhao He who was following him.

Zhao He, who was originally in hot pursuit, suddenly saw that Liu Fan not only did not run, but turned around directly and attacked him, and his face suddenly showed joy.

"Shenlong goes to sea!" Liu Fan instantly activated the little spiritual power left in his body, and directly used the first form.

"Yin ......" Suddenly, Liu Fan's fist was surrounded by spiritual power, as if a giant dragon was about to fly out of the deep sea from the deep sea in an instant.

"Carving insect skills!" Zhao Hai looked disdainful, after chasing just now, he already felt that he had an understanding of Liu Fan's strength.

Zhao Hai, as a martial artist with a heavy psychic realm, is also considered a strong man in Licheng, and in the face of Liu Fan's fourfold refining body, even if he turns the sky upside down, how big a wave can he make.

"Mountains and rivers fist, one punch moves mountains and rivers!" Zhao He directly shouted in his heart, and his fists became heavy and abnormal in an instant.

This is a set of Xuan-level exercises that he obtained when he went out to practice again.

Although it is the early stage of the Xuan Rank, with Zhao He's comprehension of Shanhe Fist over the years, he can already maximize his own attack.

A punch blasted out the spiritual power in the body, instantly forming a phantom of spiritual power fist on the surface of the fist, and directly attacked Liu Fan in an instant.

Seeing the other party's punch blast out, the spiritual power in Liu Fan's body was also poured into the fist without hesitation, and the spiritual power dragon phantom formed by the spiritual power directly met the fist.

"Peng!"

"Click!" The bombardment of the two can be said to be between the lightning and flint, and they collided together, and a deafening explosion sounded in the air.

"Peng!" Immediately after that, with the hard rock on the ground, a crack directly cracked out a long one, and Liu Fan's body flew out directly, a distance of several meters, and directly smashed on the ground.

"Poof!" Liu Fan directly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The aura instantly withered, and even his face turned much paler in an instant.

"Hehe, sure enough, the martial artists of the psychic realm are not so easy to deal with." Liu Fan was so uncomfortable, the sharp pain that came from his arm, he didn't dare to say.

"Brother Liu Fan!" Liu Lingling, who was not far away, saw that Liu Fan was injured when she hit her, and immediately panicked.

"Don't go!" Lin Ruoqing directly grabbed Liu Lingling.

"Sister Ruoqing, but my brother is injured!" The little girl's eyes suddenly turned red, and tears couldn't help but flow out.

"It's okay, your brother won't be so easily defeated." Lin Ruoqing looked at Liu Lingling's worried and frightened appearance, and couldn't help but comfort her.

"Boy, you're just like that, you can't even catch my punch, so wait for you to die according to what I said before, don't blame me for being ruthless." With a murderous intent, Zhao He once again shot towards Liu Fan with a dodge attack.

"You've got a lot of nonsense." Liu Fanxuan's embarrassed body instantly bounced up from the ground at this moment.

"The dragon returns to the abyss!" Liu Fan drank low in his heart, squeezing the spiritual power in his body again.

The sharp pain from all over the body made the pale face even more difficult to look at at this moment, so that the pain came from the meridians, Liu Fan's face was not tight and twitched.

Originally, it was the fourfold realm of refining the body, and the spiritual power in the body was not much, and it had been used twice in a row just now, and now Liu Fan once again performed the second form of the Cangsheng Fist, which was not intended to overload the body, and originally opened up not many meridians. There are signs of rupture.

"Give me death!" Liu Fan's face was instantaneous, and he was extremely cold.

The second form of Cangsheng Fist is equivalent to the peak of the Xuan Rank, which is much more powerful than Zhao He's Mountain and River Fist.

Seeing Liu Fan, who came up again in an instant, Zhao He's eyes couldn't help but show excitement.

Liu Fan has now reached the fourfold realm of refining the body, which is the so-called marrow washing realm, and the refining body is divided into nine levels: recuperation, refining, strengthening, marrow washing, internal strengthening, pranayama, moves, bravery, and collusion.

And now Liu Fan's fourfold refining body, that is, the realm of washing the marrow, it is already very good to have spiritual power in his body, not to mention that he has also learned the Cangsheng Fist in the Cangsheng Secret Classic, which does not limit the cultivation of those who learn.

"Peng!" The attacks of the two collided hard again.

This time, Zhao He's first form of Shanhe Fist collapsed instantly under Liu Fan's blow from the Hidden Dragon Returning to the Abyss, and the smile on Zhao He's face had not completely spread, and was directly solidified.

Liu Fan's fist attack did not decrease, and the moment he broke through the opponent's attack, Liu Fan's fist speed did not decrease, and he headed towards Zhao He's chest again.

The people who had been waiting around to see the joke were instantly shocked by the reversal of the situation of the battle.

"What ......" many people's eyes suddenly showed a look of shock. With a look of disbelief, they really couldn't figure it out.

"Could it be ......" The people who were thinking of Liu Fan's attack at this moment also woke up instantly.

After all, Zhao He is also a person with some status in Licheng, although he was shocked in an instant.

But when he saw that the opponent's attack was close to the point, the attack changed in an instant.

"Two fists crack the earth!"

"You don't have a chance!" At this moment, Liu Fan's voice sounded directly in Zhao He's ears.

Because the next moment, Zhao He was shocked to find that Liu Fan was holding a long sword in his hand, and the long sword was directly inserted into his chest, piercing his heart with a sword.

"You ......"

"Boom!" Zhao He's pupils bulged, his face was incredulous, and the words in his mouth were not finished, and his body fell directly towards him.

Everyone saw Zhao He, who was falling down at this moment, and Zhao He, who was dumbfounded, did not react, a scene that happened in an instant.

Liu Fan directly pulled out the long sword inserted in Zhao He's chest, bent down and took off a ring from Zhao He's finger, and walked towards Lin Ruoqing.