Seeing this, Wang Zhanlu didn't talk nonsense, walked directly to Chu Fan, and said coldly: "Since you didn't take what I said to heart, then I naturally don't have to be polite to you, come on, suffer death!" ”

"Kill!" Wang Zhanlu said, shouted, and slammed his fist towards Chu Fan.

As his fist burst out, a terrifying coercion also overwhelmingly pressed over.

Wang Mingfeng instantly felt his blood surging.

He was secretly frightened in his heart, and couldn't help but retreat again and again, retreating more than ten meters away, so that he could avoid this powerful coercion.

He just watched and felt so terrible.

Chu Fan, who was facing his uncle head-on, must have felt more than ten times more powerful than he felt.

It's over, Chu Fan, this kid, definitely doesn't have a chance to leave alive today!

Thinking of this, Wang Mingfeng's eyes couldn't help but flash with a touch of joy and pride.

Wang Zhanlu's thoughts are also very similar to his nephew's thoughts.

He saw that Chu Fan didn't make any movement, just stood there in a daze, and suddenly sneered.

This kid must have been stupid, or rather, his own coercion had overwhelmed him, and there was no way to move.

As long as he slammed his punch on Chu Fan's head, Chu Fan's head would definitely be smashed into a rotten watermelon!

Although this kid has the strength of the early stage of the True Yuan Realm, but looking at his stunned appearance, he must have no actual combat experience, he originally thought that this kid could hold a few moves in his hands, but who knew that he couldn't even carry a move, it was too useless.

Wang Zhanlu thought like this, and his fist had already appeared in front of Chu Fan, less than half a meter away from Chu Fan.

At this time, Chu Fan finally moved.

As soon as his body moved, Wang Zhanlu only felt a flower in front of him.

In the next second, he actually lost Chu Fan's figure in front of him.

Wang Zhanlu was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly looked around, but he still didn't have Chu Fan's figure.

"Not good!" Wang Zhanlu suddenly exclaimed.

He looked up suddenly, and saw a pale yellow True Yuan Knife, slashing down at his head.

Wang Zhanlu suddenly gasped and stomped his feet, wanting to retreat as fast as possible and dodge Chu Fan's True Yuan Knife.

But his reaction speed was far from Chu Fan's speed.

As soon as his mind reacted, the True Yuan Knife had already slashed into his shoulder.

"Ahhh

Wang Zhanlu subconsciously screamed.

He waved his hand suddenly, instantly releasing seventy percent of his True Yuan power.

The surging power of the True Yuan suddenly rushed towards Chu Fan.

Instantly wrapped his whole body.

"Damn boy, you actually played me, I originally wanted to have a few tricks with you, but now it seems that I can just pinch you to death!"

"Hahahaha, boy, you are now wrapped in my True Yuan Qi, and it is impossible to escape!"

"Die!"

As he spoke, his face was full of hideousness, and he clenched his fists tightly.

True Yuan Qi instantly began to shrink.

Wrap Chu Fan tighter in it.

The faster the True Element shrinks, the greater the pressure within the True Element Sphere.

If the real ball shrinks to the size of a real basketball.

That Chu Fan's whole person was already crushed into a ball of flesh.

Wang Zhanlu didn't think about other possibilities at all.

He is the True Yuan Realm Mahayana!

It was three stages higher than Chu Fan, and although he was injured by the people of the damned Canglong Sect, there was still no pressure at all to deal with a kid who had just entered the True Yuan Realm.

It's like a person being injured, and it's not an existence that a small ant can bully.

As long as he casually raised his hand, he could directly pinch the ant that didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Therefore, at this time, Wang Zhanlu's face was full of pride, and he clenched his fists tightly, tightening the true yuan qi.

He wants to crush this damn Chu Fan who dares to hurt him directly into pulp!

The True Yuan Ball is getting smaller and smaller, and Wang Zhanlu is getting more and more proud.

He was already sure that Chu Fan would definitely die.

But who knows, when his True Yuan Ball shrank to cling to Chu Fan's body, it could no longer become smaller.

No matter how much he used his True Yuan to control it, the True Yuan Ball still didn't move.

"What's going on!"

Wang Zhanlu's face suddenly became a little ugly.

He didn't expect that his True Yuan Ball was not only not a fatal knife for Chu Fan, but a great supplement!

At the beginning, when Chu Fan was wrapped in the True Yuan Ball, he was still a little flustered in his heart.

He hurriedly released his True Yuan Qi and wrapped his body in it.

When his True Yuan Qi collided with Wang Zhanlu's True Yuan Qi.

He suddenly found that it seemed that his True Yuan Qi was much stronger than Wang Zhanlu's True Yuan Qi.

His True Yuan Qi is more condensed than Wang Zhanlu's True Yuan Qi.

Therefore, his True Yuan could directly devour Wang Zhanlu's True Yuan Qi without any pressure.

Chu Fan was overjoyed.

He hurriedly used the True Yuan Qi quickly.

More and more True Yuan Qi was released by him, devouring Wang Zhanlu's True Yuan Qi, and devouring the True Yuan Qi of True Yuan Qi, it became more powerful, Chu Fan took these powerful True Yuan Qi into his body, and kept running in his body to make them more condensed, and then released them again, devouring Wang Zhanlu's True Yuan Qi.

In this way, Wang Zhanlu's true yuan qi became less and less, but Wang Zhanlu didn't realize it.

He thought that he was shrinking the true yuan qi, but he didn't know that the true yuan qi had already been devoured by Chu Fan.

When the last layer of True Yuan Qi remained, Chu Fan directly incorporated all the True Yuan Qi he said he had into his body.

He looked at Wang Zhanlu fixedly, and suddenly shouted: "Kill!" ”

In an instant, a thick and powerful True Yuan Qi suddenly burst out from his body.

In an instant, Wang Zhanlu's True Yuan Ball exploded directly.

This true yuan qi was even more turbulent towards King Zhanlu.

"This, what's going on? How much of my True Yuan Qi is? How did it become a thin layer? ”

Wang Zhanlu was very puzzled, he was just in a trance for such a moment, and Chu Fan's powerful True Yuan Qi had already quickly rushed towards him.

Without waiting for him to react, Chu Fan's True Yuan had already wrapped him in it.

He instantly felt a powerful coercion pressing down on him.

Wang Zhanlu was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly mobilized the True Yuan Qi in his body.

But who knows, when he releases a trace of True Yuan, he will be instantly devoured by Chu Fan's True Yuan.

No matter how much True Yuan he released, his True Yuan would be devoured by Chu Fan.

Wang Zhanlu suddenly felt a wave of fear.

This, how is this possible!

Why is Chu Fan's true yuan different from his, why is it so fierce.

Could it be that the different cultivation methods of the martial arts realm would cause their true yuan qi to be more condensed than the true yuan qi of the ancient martial arts realm? Is this impossible?

He didn't know what was going on, he just panicked and wanted to escape from Chu Fan's True Yuan Qi.

But no matter how he struggled, there was no way to break free from Chu Fan's true yuan.

Zhen Yuan pressed towards him one by one.

He only felt that the blood in his body was imprisoned, and his whole body began to become stiff.

He desperately tried to release the true yuan, but it was still to no avail.

He felt suffocated, as if his whole body was crushed in the water, unable to breathe, unable to find a way out.

He struggled desperately, but he couldn't break free.

Gradually, his strength became smaller and smaller, and the extent of his struggle became smaller and smaller.

As if drowning, his face was flushed, his eyes were round, his mouth was wide open, trying to breathe, but he couldn't feel the air flowing into his lungs.

"Help...... Help ......"

Wang Zhanlu shouted silently, he fell to the ground with a puff, kowtowing to Chu Fan and begging for mercy with difficulty.

But Chu Fan's face still didn't change at all, he looked indifferently at Wang Zhanlu crying in front of him, he didn't feel guilt and pity in his heart, he only had resentment in his heart!

"If you hadn't saved Wang Mingfeng, how could Wang Mingfeng have come out of prison, how could he have rushed into Shen Man's house, and how could Shen Man have lost his father! How could Shen Man be humiliated by Wang Mingfeng! ”

"If it weren't for him, how could Lin Ruoqiu die!"

All of this is because of him!

The so-called tiger fighter, he definitely does not deserve any sympathy!

The more Chu Fan thought about it, the more angry he became.

His True Yuan Qi seemed to feel this anger, and pressed it even more tightly towards Wang Zhanlu.

What else Wang Zhanlu wants to do, it's completely too late.

I only heard a bang.

His whole person couldn't resist the pressure of this powerful True Yuan, and exploded.

Countless pieces of blood and minced flesh exploded in all directions, with a radius of three meters, and instantly turned into a blood-red piece.