What the hell!

When Xia Fan's devastating fist slammed into the shining copper bell cover, it suddenly caused a wave of ripples, and the people who came out of the black vortex inside the copper bell cover were unharmed.

This meant that if Xia Fan couldn't destroy the copper bell cover, then he could only watch as the celestial beings in the upper realm continued to descend and converge, and finally formed a huge force of numbers.

"Break it for me!"

Xia Fan naturally did not allow such a thing to happen.

Basically, every time there is a celestial who descends, the more dangerous his situation, and even the situation of this world, becomes.

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Xia Fan immediately exerted the extreme power he could use in this world, and his furious fists and feet continued to frantically attack the copper bell barrier that protected the celestials.

"Senior brother, the brass bell is really going to be fine, right?"

At this time.

The monks in the copper bell cover all looked solemn, nervous, or nervous, or stared at Xia Fan who was violently impacting the copper bell cover, especially after the ripples caused by the shock of the copper bell cover became more and more exaggerated.

Seeing this, one of the friars in good shape couldn't help but tremble at her companion.

"Don't worry, junior sister, the brass bell is not an ordinary magic weapon, but a well-known inferior magic weapon in the sect, even if it is a strong person in the Jindan Realm, it will be difficult to break it for a while, let alone an innate great grandmaster......"

The companion calmly comforted the nunis, but his eyes were always firmly on Xia Fan.

"But...... The strength shown by the other party should not be underestimated, once we fight with him, do not give him a chance to get close, otherwise you and I will not be able to withstand the opponent's blow at all. ”

The subtext in the words of the companion is very clear.

Wait until their men are assembled and the brass bell is removed.

As soon as possible, they had to keep a safe distance from Xia Fan, and then attack the other party remotely by controlling the magic weapon.

Brass bells though extremely defensive.

However, brass bells also have their own flaws.

Because after the brass bell was sacrificed.

Those outside the bell cannot hurt those inside the bell, and those inside the bell cannot hurt those outside the bell.

It's like a turtle's shell, rigid and inflexible.

Even though the brass bell has the defensive power of an ordinary medium-grade defensive magic weapon, it can only be determined as a low-grade magic weapon.

Master Qiu will give them the brass bell for the time being.

On the one hand, it is to avoid repeating the mistakes of the past, and on the other hand, people from other sects have already arrived one after another.

Time is running out.

“...... No way. ”

After countless attacks.

Although the brass bell seemed to be crumbling under Xia Fan's violent hammer, it actually did not really show a tendency to disintegrate.

Seeing that there are more and more celestial beings in the upper realm coming out of the black whirlpool.

Xia Fan knows.

It won't work any longer.

"Sorry little fish. ”

Xia Fan couldn't help but sigh lightly in his heart.

He stopped suddenly.

He looked calmly at the indestructible brass bell in front of him.

"Stopped?!"

"What is he doing?"

"Did you give up?"

Time.

Seeing this, the monks in the brass bell began to speculate in different ways.

And the people who sacrificed the brass bell all breathed a sigh of relief with pale faces.

You must know that the power of the magic weapon is closely related to the strength of the monk.

The higher the strength of the monk's realm, the more he can fully exert the power of the magic weapon.

Although the other party is in the realm of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Period, it is still quite difficult to control a magic weapon like the brass bell.

One is the problem of the realm of cultivation, and the other is the relationship between the lack of sacrifice.

After all, the brass bell is a magic weapon of the sect, and it will only be issued to disciples for temporary use under special circumstances, and it is not at all like the natal magic weapon that he has practiced freely.

Basically, every time Xia Fan attacks the brass bell, the pressure on the user will increase by one point.

Fortunately, it is in the same realm.

The other party can still barely hold on.

I have to say.

A strong person who cultivates martial arts is indeed extremely destructive.

If he faced a Jindan Realm powerhouse, I am afraid that he would have already broken the defense of the brass bell, and even he would have to suffer a lot of heavy losses.

"Why didn't Senior Xia Fan move?"

Meanwhile.

Shi Xiaofei, who had been paying attention to Xia Fan at the top of the temple, was the first to discover the abnormality.

"Uncle Sheng, what's wrong?"

Zhou Xiaoyu, who had limited eyesight on the side and was far inferior to Shi Xiaofei, suddenly asked anxiously.

"I don't know, but I know that Senior Xia Fan is definitely not a person who will give up easily. ”

Shi Xiaofei said with a worried face.

"Uncle Asheng ......"

Zhou Xiaoyu clenched his fists tightly, his eyes fixed on the black whirlpool above the clouds, and he hated himself for not being able to help for no reason.

If.

She can be as powerful as Uncle Asheng.

Then she can bear the pressure that Uncle Ah Sheng is under, and no longer become a burden who can't do anything.

"He's going to break through. ”

Far away in ancient trees.

Ning Duo, who was smiling, gradually stopped shaking his legs.

"What a terrible person, his cultivation talent is rare even in the upper realm, if he enters the Qingwei realm, he will inevitably become the object of competition among the major sects. ”

Uncle Gong couldn't help but feel it.

"Since ancient times, there are still few peerless geniuses who have died halfway through the Qing Wei Realm, not to mention that he is still from another realm. ”

Ning Duo smiled even more.

"Moreover, he has already offended Cangyuanzong this time, once he enters the Qingwei realm, it will inevitably attract the pursuit of Cangyuanzong, no matter what, Cangyuanzong is also a powerful sect in Nanlizhou. ”

"It's a pity. ”

Uncle Gong shook his head and sighed after hearing this.

Geniuses often need a suitable soil for growth.

In this way, geniuses can make the most of their talents.

Once the soil grows is lost.

No matter how talented a genius is, there is a possibility of premature death.

If Xia Fan was born in the Qingwei Realm since he was a child, he would be appreciated and blessed by the big sects.

Then he is bound to become a rising star in the Qingwei world in the future.

Pity.

He was born in the Nether, where he grew up in a harsh environment.

Because the enemies he had to face were not only the natives of the lower realm, but also the monks of the upper realm.

It can be said that the most difficult path has been chosen.

Here's the problem.

They didn't know that this was not Xia Fan's own choice at all.

In fact, Xia Fan is inexplicable.

How did you cross over for no reason?

If there is a choice in crossing.

Who would choose to travel to a little beggar and play a hellish start?

Now.

Xia Fan didn't have time to think about these messy things.

After he decided not to suppress his realm strength anymore, he suddenly felt the overwhelming repulsion of the entire world.

It's like facing a sweeping tide.

Even if you try to fight against the current, it will be difficult to stop the tide from pushing you to the shore.

The higher the realm.

The power of the tide became.

And if Xia Fan wants to prevent the tide from pushing him to the shore, he must maintain a delicate balance.

Therefore, he is letting go of his suppressed realm little by little, as if he is cautiously testing the bottom line of this world, trying to avoid causing a violent backlash in this world.

Xia Fan had always been curious.

What kind of realm is above the realm of martial arts heaven and man.

Right now.

He knew it as he got closer to this realm.

His body and essence were merging.

At the same time, the internal and external confluence of heaven and man can already clearly sense and grasp the legal principles of this heaven and earth.

In a trance.

It is as if he is the master of this world.

Of course.

It's all an illusion created by the expansion of power.

He is not the lord of this heaven and earth.

But he can control the lives of those in front of him!

When he opened his eyes.

In front of the black vortex, at least thirty or forty Upper Realm Celestials had already gathered, and the brass bells hanging over their heads had all grown in size as the number of people increased.

Maybe it's the confidence that comes from numbers.

They all began to stare at Xia Fan, who was immovable.

"I'm not going to give you any more chances. ”

Xia Fan slowly raised his hand and clenched it into a fist.

His gaze calmly looked at the people inside the brass bell.

"If any of you make it back alive, please tell the people behind you that as long as I am in this world, you will never want to come to this world. ”

The words fell.

Xia Fan's fist slammed into the golden light barrier of the brass bell's glitter.

Bang –

It was accompanied by a violent concussion.

The person in charge of controlling the brass bell in the bell turned pale in an instant, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and even the color of the brass bell dimmed a little.

Bang –

Another punch.

Cracks are showing signs throughout the brass bell.

Bang –

The last punch.

The golden barrier formed by the brass bell crumbled into countless flying golden fragments, and the people who wielded the brass bell had already passed out.

“...... Kill!"

"Don't panic!

"Shoot!"

After the brass bell shattered.

The faces of everyone in the bell instantly changed and they panicked.

Suddenly.

Accompanied by a shouting of urgency.

One after another, the flashing colorful magic weapons all flew towards Xia Fan in an instant.

"Broken!"

I only heard Xia Fan gently spit out a syllable.

The raised fist was swung again.

Immediately, the domineering fist intent directly destroyed all the magic weapons that shot at him.

The next moment.

The monks in front of the black vortex all felt this fist intent like the suppression of the mountains.

"Martial Saint?!"

In the midst of the crowd.

A monk blurted out with a frightened look!

The realm after the innate great master of the martial arts is called the martial saint, corresponding to the Jindan realm of the cultivator.

"Impossible! How could the other party be a martial saint......!

Someone subconsciously retorted in disbelief.

If he really is a martial saint.

Then he can't stay in this world!

This is the well-known rule of the Nether.

The problem is that it is difficult to explain that the other party showed the power of the martial artist's fist intent to suppress the mountains and rivers.

The power of the so-called fist intent is equivalent to the divine power of the Jindan realm.

Although the power of fist intent is far less subtle than that of supernatural powers.

But the power of fist intent is often above the supernatural power.

It can be said that each has its own merits.

Xia Fan didn't have the heart to pay attention to what these Upper Realm Heavenly People were talking about.

Because of a few punches in a row.

He has provoked a strong backlash from the world.

And his mind and attention are struggling to support against the repulsion of the world, like a flat boat in a storm, which may capsize at any time.

As for the monks in front of the black vortex, they couldn't resist Xia Fan's last punch at all.

Even before he had time to escape, the fist intent that suppressed the mountains and rivers was crushed into pulp, and for a while, the entire monk in front of the black vortex was almost swept away.

Only a few monks armed with top-level defensive magic weapons survived, and even fled into the black vortex in spite of everything.

"He pry the rules of this world, even if he can bear the rejection of this world, he will not stay long in the end......"

Looking at Xia Fan, who suddenly burst out in the distance with fist intent to shatter the brass bell protection and sweep away the Nether disciples of the Cangyuan Sect.

Uncle Gong couldn't help frowning secretly.

"His current state is a bit strange, obviously he is close to stepping into the realm of the Martial Saint, but he has exerted the power of the fist intent that only the Martial Saint has......"

"He did it on purpose. ”

Ning Duo, who was sitting on the branch and shaking his legs again, said in a lazy tone.

"If he hadn't deliberately stuck in the realm of the Martial Saint, he would have already let the Root Gate forcibly suck it in, and he also took advantage of those punches just now, Uncle Gong, didn't you notice that he transferred part of the world's repulsion to the disciples of the Cangyuan Sect?"

“...... Or the young lady is observant. ”

Uncle Gong shook his head and sighed lightly.

"Now Miss Ben is a little curious, what will Cangyuan Sect do after knowing that there is a half-step martial saint on the other side. ”

Ning Duo suddenly smiled like a flower road.

"What are you talking about?!The person who ambushed us on the other side was not an Innate Great Grandmaster, but a Martial Saint?!"

Behind the Root Gate.

When Uncle Qiu and the others found the people who had escaped from the door in embarrassment, they asked about the situation when they appeared in front of them.

As a result, after they learned that Xia Fan was suspected of being a martial saint, Master Qiu immediately dragged one of them up, and said in surprise and anger.

"Qiu Zhenlin, why bother with an ordinary disciple in the sect, this is too much to lose your identity, right?"

At this time.

A joking voice suddenly came to mind.

"Tong Baili, it's not your turn to talk about the affairs of our Cangyuan Sect!"

Qiu Zhenlin casually let go of the poor disciple and looked coldly into the air in the distance.

I saw someone lying on a floating silver boat in the air, looking at Qiu Zhenlin with a smile on his handsome face.

"Qiu Zhenlin, I am naturally not qualified to dictate the internal affairs of your Cangyuan Sect, but don't forget the agreement between us, although this time it is your Cangyuan Sect that has won the opportunity of the Nether, but if you are given a chance, but you are not useful, then we also have a reason to participate." ”

"And what are you going to do?"

The autumn forest is like a frost road.

"It's not about me, it's about asking us how our fellow Daoists from Nanlizhou are!"

said.

Tong Baili stood up in a dashing posture and waved his sleeves towards the mouth of the mountain.

And the sky above the mouth of the mountain.

A group of orderly monks wearing various Taoist robes had already gathered.

"Qiu Zhenlin, don't you want to know who is sacred to the person who is blocking you on the other side?"