Chapter 111: Instant Defeat

Rumble.

At this moment, a layer of hazy scarlet light on Yang Yifan's body came out.

Emmanuel!

It was generated by the fluctuation of spiritual power after entering the Yellow Extreme Realm!

The eyes of everyone present widened, and their eyeballs were about to pop out, obviously there was no spiritual power fluctuation before.

"How is that possible?"

Zhao Hua shouted.

Yang Yifan's aura is still rising, and his aura is getting stronger and stronger!

Mid-Yellow Polar Realm!

Qiu Wanxue couldn't help but widen her eyes, even if it was a secret technique to cover up her cultivation, she couldn't completely disguise a martial artist as an ordinary person.

Boom.

The spiritual power flowed, the dark blue electric light flickered, and the thunder burst out.

Swish.

Yang Yifan's speed soared again, and it was only a moment before he arrived in front of Zhao Hua.

"Even if you have spiritual power, it's only in the middle of the Yellow Extreme Realm, give me death. ”

Zhao Hua shouted, and the spiritual power in his body surged towards the huge fist, and in an instant, that fist skyrocketed a few points again.

Swish.

Yang Yifan's right hand stretched out, and his index finger and middle finger stood up instantly, and they came together to form a finger gun.

"Spirit snake stings. ”

Shout.

There was a piercing sound of breaking the air.

The finger gun broke through the air and hit Zhao Hua's fist.

Rumble.

The fist that had become the size of a water tank burst instantly, and a wave of spiritual power spread out rapidly in all directions, and the weeds on the ground were swept away in an instant, and the trees next to it were even more shaken by the blowing, and the leaves were all over the sky.

Broken?

Zhao Hua's face was stiff, his eyes were as wide as bull's eyes, he couldn't believe that this was true, his Xuan-rank martial arts were actually broken by Yang Yifan's ordinary martial arts? When was the Xuan-rank martial arts so unbearable, even the Huang-rank martial arts could be broken?

Artistic conception!

Definitely artistic conception!

Qiu Wanxue came from Wave City, she was well-informed, and she could see it at a glance.

Although Yang Yifan did not hold a gun, the moment he attacked, the whole person seemed to have turned into an indestructible long sword.

Man is a gun, and a gun is a man!

Man and gun in one!

She had doubts before, after all, Yang Yifan blocked her sword with a wooden stick, and she thought it was a coincidence at the time, but now it seems that Yang Yifan has indeed comprehended the artistic conception.

Huang Jijing comprehends the artistic conception!

It's no wonder that the young master of Wave City was almost killed, this kind of talent is really against the sky!

At this moment, Qiu Wanxue completely believed what Yang Yifan said before, that is to say, the news that Leng Xuan was hunted down and killed, and the news that the Leng family's Earth Extreme Realm master had died was true.

"Young master be careful, he comprehended the artistic conception. ”

The old man of the Xuanji Realm also shouted, and the whole person rushed over desperately.

What the?

Comprehend the artistic conception?

Zhao Hua's face instantly looked ugly like his dead parents, he had always thought that Yang Yifan was a hillbilly with brute strength, more than 108,000 miles worse than him, but at this moment, the strength shown by Yang Yifan had completely crushed him.

Boom.

Without the slightest hesitation, he stepped a little, and the whole person retreated violently.

However, it was too late.

Bang.

Recovering his spiritual power, Yang Yifan, who performed the thunder blast step, was too fast, and he narrowed the distance in an instant, and with a grip of the five fingers of his left hand, a heavy punch without any fancy smashed over and landed on Zhao Hua's chest.

Click.

The terrifying sound of bone cracking came, Zhao Hua's chest collapsed instantly, and the whole person flew out upside down like a rag, and a large puddle of blood splashed in the air, falling like raindrops.

Boom.

The toes landed, and another thunderous blast broke out.

Swish.

In Zhao Hua's terrified eyes, Yang Yifan rushed over, his body turned, and his raised right foot swept across like a thick iron rod, and even the air made an unbearable crackling sound.

Swish.

At this moment, a bright light suddenly erupted from Zhao Hua's neck, enveloping his whole person.

Boom.

After taking Yang Yifan's kick, his whole person flew upside down again.

Hmph, the warriors in these places are really not comparable to Qingshan Town, and there are many means to save their lives.

didn't kill Zhao Hua with one blow, and Yang Yifan was also a little pity.

Boom.

Smashed heavily to the ground, a humanoid dirt pit appeared, Zhao Hua lay there, struggled for a while, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, staring at Yang Yifan's eyes were already full of fear.

In the middle of the Yellow Pole Realm, artistic conception, brutal strength, and a strong body.

Together, these have completely crushed his self-confidence and courage.

Can't hold up a round?

Zhao Hua's men turned pale one by one, their eyes were frightened, and the horror in their hearts was like a flood, spreading uncontrollably towards their whole bodies, making them feel like they were falling into an ice cellar.

"Young master. ”

The old man of the Xuanji Realm rushed over and helped Zhao Hua up.

It's miserable!

Qiu Wanxue glanced at Zhao Hua, her chest collapsed, and the right side of her face was swollen like a pig's head, obviously, the sudden burst of aura protected this guy, but it did not completely resist Yang Yifan's strong power.

It's so good at pretending!

Looking at Yang Yifan, Qiu Wanxue sighed in her heart, with Zhao Hua's strength, she would not be able to resist it in a round, but no one knew that Yang Yifan suddenly had spiritual power, or the cultivation in the middle of the Yellow Extreme Realm, especially, he actually comprehended the artistic conception.

The strength is amazing, and it can be pretended.

Such a person is undoubtedly the most terrifying!

She looked at Yang Yifan, and she was also a little depressed, it seemed that her Qiushui Sword couldn't be taken back.

However, she did misunderstand Yang Yifan, in terms of Yang Yifan's unconvinced character, she wouldn't pretend to be anything at all, but her spiritual power was sucked away by the evil demon before, so as to sharpen her body and the artistic conception of the gun.

"Up, give it all to me, damn woman, boy, you're all going to die. ”

Zhao Hua shouted fiercely, staring at Yang Yifan and Qiu Wanxue resentfully, at this moment, he had completely torn off his usual disguise.

The voice fell, but the surrounding group of Yellow Extreme Realm martial artists did not move one by one, and Yang Yifan, who stood proudly on the spot, was like that bloodthirsty peerless beast, which made them tremble.

They thought of the shocking scene where Yang Yifan had tamed the Fourth-Order Red Flame Pony King with brute force with his physical body alone, and they also thought of the terrifying picture of Yang Yifan defeating their young master in an instant just now.

And this made them not have the courage to dare to step forward.

This is a real man!

With the strength of the middle stage of the Yellow Extreme Realm, just one person stood there, but more than a dozen martial artists in the late stage of the Yellow Extreme Realm and the middle stage did not dare to take half a step forward.

Qiu Wanxue stared at Yang Yifan, who was standing proudly, with complicated eyes.

"Have you figured out the consequences of disobeying orders?"

Zhao Hua wanted to vomit blood, but he didn't expect so many people to be frightened by Yang Yifan, "So many people, you are afraid... ”

Pedaling.

Before he finished his words, he saw Yang Yifan striding over.

Click.

Zhao Hua's teeth were about to be crushed, what does that guy mean, he killed him alone, and he had to deal with so many people?

"Boy, you are too rampant, give it to me, I want to see how you can rebel against the sky alone. ”

"As you wish. ”

Yang Yifan smiled slightly, pointed his feet, and rushed towards those martial artists.

For more than four months, he has been cultivating day and night, and when he gets back his spiritual power today, he naturally wants to use all his firepower to try where his current limit is.