Qingyan took the lead, his momentum was like a rainbow, and he was as fast as lightning.

As soon as he stepped on the ground, a spider-like crack appeared on the ground, which quickly spread, and his whole body attacked Yang Fan like a cannonball.

As a result of the powerful momentum, the momentum between heaven and earth was mobilized and became fierce.

A punch blasted out, roaring like thunder, with a frenzied force.

The raindrops that fell between the heavens and the earth, driven by this momentum, all moved with the fist, and they all came over to Yang Fan.

It was all done in an instant, without a pause.

Yang Fan stood in place, his eyes were like torches, and two lightning flashes in his eyes.

In his eyes, the trajectory of Qingyan that attacked seemed to be like slow motion in a movie.

He could clearly see the momentum brought by Qingyan's punch.

That punch condensed strong force, and the energy was released, like a gangqi, which made people's hearts palpitate.

And the rain that fell between heaven and earth became extremely sharp under this combined force.

The raindrops of secrets came like ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, like swords, like a rain of bullets.

There is nowhere to hide but to fight.

The spiritual power operated, and Yang Fan's body exuded a pale golden light, and his momentum was like a rainbow, like a god of war, and his aura was shocking.

On the top of the mountain, he descended like an immortal.

The right fist is condensed with fierceness, and the momentum roars out, giving people a sense of impact like turning over the river and the sea.

Under the gaze of everyone, people clashed, fists against bangzi together.

"Boom"

The two fists slammed together, and the forces collided, and suddenly there was a loud bang, like thunder.

The forces collided fiercely, and the strong momentum emitted drove the airflow of the surrounding space, and even blew a violent wind, raging around the two of them.

The rain between heaven and earth swept by this storm of power, moving with the wind.

Those raindrops that had just touched the power turned into smoke in an instant and dissipated between heaven and earth.

At the top of Tianlan Mountain, it is shrouded in rain and mist, forming a magnificent scene.

In the first meeting, neither of them suffered a loss.

Both of them were in the same place, and the Qingtai under their feet had been shattered, as if they had been hit by a huge force.

His eyes froze, the corners of Yang Fan's mouth curled slightly, and he kicked out like lightning, with a strong wind whistling.

Qingyan's face changed, and he sent his hands forward, resisting the blow.

The force made him move backwards before he finally stood firm.

Yang Fan looked at Qingyan indifferently, with a trace of contempt in his eyes.

After this fight, he also roughly figured out the range of Qingyan's strength level.

Although the strength of the person has reached the middle stage of the transcendent realm, the strength is not condensed enough, and it is a little sloppy, and it is obviously just breaking through.

The first time the two met, they were evenly matched, which shocked the hearts of those watching the battle around them.

"Hiss, that kid's strength has already surpassed the innate realm, oh my God"

"This kind of demon, Yan Huang can't find the second one, no wonder he dares to duel with Qingyan, it turns out that he has strength."

"Oh no, he's only in his early twenties."

The martial arts people who watched the battle around shouted in their hearts.

Everyone was already shocked by Yang Fan in their hearts.

A kid in his early twenties, his strength has surpassed the innate realm, this kind of talent is terrifying.

As a martial artist, everyone understands in their hearts that if they want to improve their strength, they need talent and time.

However, very few people can have the strength to surpass the innate realm at Yang Fan's age, in short, Yan Huang has never appeared in hundreds of years.

Isn't that shocking?

Xiao Xuan's eyes narrowed, and his heart was excited.

The strength shown by Yang Fan made him excited, and the desire in his heart was about to move, and he couldn't wait to go up and fight.

But he knew that it wasn't right now, he had to wait until Yang Fan grew up again.

"Xiao Xuan, you won't be lonely anymore" Han Lao looked at Xiao Xuan and sighed.

"Let's see, as long as he can walk down the mountain, I don't think I will be lonely" Xiao Xuan clasped his hands to his chest and stared at the two people on the top of the mountain, looking forward to the next battle.

On the top of Tianlan Mountain, Yang Fan and Qingyan stood opposite each other, their eyes met, and sparks flew everywhere.

Qingyan had to face it squarely, he knew that the young man in front of him was extraordinary, and if he wanted to win, he had to go all out.

After the first encounter, he came to this conclusion in his heart.

The breath of the whole body was mobilized, Qingyan was no longer hidden, and he wanted to shoot with all his might.

At this moment, the momentum he exuded made the surrounding space tremble, as if it was about to tear the void apart.

The roar was like the roar of a ferocious beast.

Yang Fan's eyes stared at Qingyan, the spiritual power on his body was running, and a powerful aura bloomed out, reaching the peak of the transcendent primary level.

His body was shrouded in golden light, and his momentum became even more ferocious.

The golden light flows, gorgeous in the rain, and has a unique charm.

Feeling the intensity of Yang Fan's breath, Qingyan's expression was solemn, and his heart was even more shocked.

He didn't expect that a kid in his early twenties would have his strength about to reach the mid-level level of the god level, which was simply terrifying.

But he himself is a true god-level mid-stage powerhouse, and he will definitely not lose.

With a shock, with a roar, Qingyan sent out a second attack, blasting towards Yang Fan.

Wherever the momentum passed, the void trembled.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and Yang Fan moved.

With a stomp of his right foot, the ground instantly sank, and he rushed towards Qingyan.

Shrouded in golden light, it was like a cannonball fired at an extremely fast speed, and the aura was shocking.

In less than a second, the two met, and then fought.

"Bang"

Everyone couldn't see the figure of the person, only heard a loud noise, as if thunder had descended, earth-shattering.

Everyone looked at the top of Tianlan Mountain and saw a golden light rising into the sky, majestic.

Soon, the golden light fell at a rapid speed.

With a loud bang, Tianlan Mountain trembled for a while, as if it was about to collapse.

After the qi wave dispersed, everyone finally saw a figure standing there.

The figure standing was Yang Fan, and under his feet was Qingyan.

At this time, a bloody hole appeared in Qingyan's chest, his heart was shattered, and he was completely dead.

Without glancing at Qingyan's corpse, Yang Fan walked towards the foot of Tianlan Mountain.

All eyes fell on him until he disappeared from sight.

"Hiss... ”

Everyone came back to their senses and suddenly took a breath of cold air, their eyes showing shock and awe.

Qingyan died, and the leader of the Qing Gang died on the top of Tianlan Mountain.

"Strong, domineering" Xiao Xuan looked excited, his eyes revealed a strong fighting intent, and his heart was extremely excited.

He had never been so excited.

Yang Fan's strength and domineering ignited the long-dormant fighting spirit in Xiao Xuan's heart.

The battle on the top of Tianlan Mountain shook the Yanhuang Martial Arts Realm.

Qing Yan, the leader of the Green Gang, was killed in the second battle, and he was killed by a strong bombardment, and he had no power to fight back.

And after this battle, Yang Fan was famous in the Huangwu Dao world, and was hotly discussed.

A new star is rising in the hot yellow, it is so dazzling, so eye-catching.

(End of chapter)