Chapter 635: This is strength

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In front of everyone's eyes, Ju Sang knelt down in front of him.

The whole body was covered in cold sweat, and beads of sweat seemed to fall like rain.

fell on the ground, but it was Ju Sang who was prostrate in front of Ning Fan.

"Say what?"

Ning Fan looked at Ju Sang in front of him, but he felt a little ridiculous, what else did the person in front of him want to say to him, could it be that he was so weak and deceitful.

Or is this Ju Sang's IQ not enough, and at this time, he can't see where the gap between himself and him is?

Ning Fan was standing in front of Ju Sang at this moment, but he remained silent.

But only Ju-san can feel it, and silence is the biggest pressure.

There is no way to talk to Ning Fan at all, and there is no way to do anything at all, so he can only keep it like this.

Ju Sang could feel that if he had any change at this time, then the next thing waiting for him would be death.

The pressure that Ning Fan put on himself had already made him feel such a sense of danger.

However, Ning Fan looked at Ju Sang in front of him, but there was no expression on his face, and in the square of the city hall of the Principality of Shengdi, everyone was quiet for a while.

Because everyone knows that Ju Sang was obviously restrained by Ning Fan at this time.

And Ya Xinlei on the side also looked at Ning Fan with an embarrassed face.

Because Ya Xinlei knew Ning Fan's strength before, but he didn't expect that Ning Fan would be so faceless and obsessed with punishing Ju Sang here.

Secretly, Ya Xinlei was also blaming Ju Sang, if it weren't for Ju Sang's insistence on targeting Ning Fan, Ning Fan would not have made a move on Ju Sang in such a public occasion.

It's okay if Ju Sang is dead, but it's the Alchemist Association that loses face, which Ya Xinlei can't accept.

After all, this Alchemist Association is only a loose organization, and it can't be required to be as tightly organized as the Holy Sect, but there are always so many good people in the organization, if the reputation of the Alchemist Association is really lost in his own hands, then the Alchemist Association itself will be left to the end.

Ya Xinlei stepped forward and wanted to persuade Ning Fan.

However, just when Ya Xinlei had just taken the first step, Ning Fan released a trace of pressure at Ya Xinlei.

With a glance of his eyes, a burst of pressure in his body suddenly surged towards Ya Xinlei.

"Huh?"

Ning Fan's voice was very subtle, but there were still people in the quiet square who could hear Ning Fan's voice.

Suddenly, the people in the entire square heard Ning Fan's tone not very good.

But everyone is not clear who Ning Fan is targeting at this time.

Only Ya Xinlei himself can feel that Ning Fan's strength is really too strong, and there is no doubt that at this time, Ning Fan can kill himself here by hooking his fingers.

"It's too arrogant!"

At this time, Jingtian's eyes narrowed, looking at the scene in front of him, and he didn't care how much he admired Ning Fan before.

At this moment, everything that Ning Fan showed had already exceeded Jingtian's bottom line.

After all, if Ning Fan targeted Ya Xinlei at this time, then it was likely that he would not have any devotion to his so-called holy land.

Besides, this activity was proposed by his own holy land, and at this moment, Ning Fan is causing trouble here, that is, he is provoking the holy land, how can this make Jingtian swallow this breath?

There was a slam bang, but it was a slap on the pillar beside him.

Suddenly, a trace of qi rushed towards Ning Fan.

"Carving insect skills!" Ning Fan glanced at this Jingtian with contempt at this moment, and felt that Jingtian had unleashed the so-called attack towards him, but it was nothing.

And what made Ning Fan feel unhappy was that this so-called Holy Land Jingtian actually made a move against him!

I don't mean to hurt others, but others hurt people's hearts!

In an instant, the momentum on Ning Fan's body was raised again.

Suddenly, the city guards around Ning Fan had already moved out of the way.

The momentum on Ning Fan's body made them unbearable.

Ning Fan is no longer targeting a certain person at this time, but targeting most of the crowd, making everyone feel how strong their strength is.

Indeed, in an instant, everyone felt Ning Fan's crushing strength, as if Ning Fan's breath alone could wipe out half of the people here.

Ju Sang, who was crawling in front of Ning Fan, was already pale at this moment, and he didn't expect that the person he had provoked casually would be so powerful, as if he was so powerful that there was no boundary.

For a while, I didn't know how much regret I had in my heart.

If there is such a regret medicine, Ju Sang will definitely try his best to get this regret medicine and take it, so that he will regret it.

Ning Fan's strength, he can kill himself with his fingers, what else does he want to do to him, now Ju Sang understands the difference between himself and Ning Fan.

Ji Tan on the side had already fainted in fright, no matter what, he was already ruined.

Shi Di looked at Ning Fan at this moment, and he didn't know what kind of eyes he was going to use to look at Ning Fan.

The shock and surprise that Ning Fan brought to himself was really too much.

From the level of alchemy at the beginning, to the strength later, even now there is no need to worry about it.

Didn't you see the representative of the Holy Land, and even your own master couldn't help it?

So who else in this world can stop his master?

Shi Di looked at Ning Fan, and for a while, there was only pride in Ning Fan's eyes.

Ning Fan didn't think how powerful these things were, he just looked at the few people in front of him, but he said slightly: "Your little strength should be put away! It doesn't work at all in front of me!"

When Jing Tian heard Ning Fan's words, his face had already become very unsightly, and everyone knew that this sentence was said to himself.

It doesn't matter if you say this, but at this time, Jingtian represents the Holy Land, and when Ning Fan says this, he is despising the Holy Land!

Looking at Ning Fan in front of him, Jing Tian was furious all of a sudden, looked at Ning Fan angrily, and said, "Do you know how bold you are?"

"Bold?"

Ning Fan felt ridiculous at this moment, and said in a mocking tone: "I really don't know what kind of place this holy land is, is it the so-called place of hiding filth and dirt, it was you who shot at me first just now, but at this time you told me that there is nothing to do, don't you think it's a little ridiculous?"

All of a sudden, the people around felt that what Ning Fan said made sense, and they were all nodding for a while.

This made Jingtian on the side how could he recognize this breath, and it was clear that Ning Fan was defiling the Holy Land at this time!

As the representative of the Holy Land, Jingtian just wants to maintain the Holy Land!

"Look for death!"

Suddenly, Jingtian was furious, and the long sword in his hand was able to attack Ning Fan with a brush.

"The Holy River Knows No Borders!"

A burst of rage.

Ning Fan could feel a fluctuation of power from Jing Tian's body, and this burst of power seemed to be about to strip everything in front of him.

But Ning Fan knew that this was the special effect brought by Jingtian's sword skills.

At the same time, Ning Fan also felt that the power used by this Jingtian was similar to his own soul power, but there were some differences.

Ning Fan was able to analyze these things at this moment, which meant that Ning Fan did not take the Jingtian in front of him in his eyes at this time, but he brushed it violently, and he didn't even use the weapon, he just hammered it at Jingtian with a punch.

"Bully fist! shattered!"

At this moment, Ning Fan fused all the fists on his body into this, and for a while, the soul power on his body was mixed with the breath of "Hegemony", making Ning Fan's fist go towards this Jingtian with a surging momentum.

Before he came into contact with Jingtian's sword skills, Ning Fan already felt as if he was caught in a continuous river of sword skills, and from time to time there was a force that washed over him.

But Ning Fan shook his head slightly, but he felt a little ridiculous! These things are things that he is tired of playing! As early as I don't know how many years ago, when Ning Fan used a ligature sword to fight, he was like this.

But in fact, Ning Fan knows that sometimes quantity is far less important than quality.

The so-called quality quality is also the quality in the front and the quantity in the back.

Some things, even if they reach a certain quantity, cannot be qualitatively changed.

Suddenly, Ning Fan's punch strangled towards the so-called "Holy River Boundless".

The soul power on the body, although it has not recovered to its peak, but the Haoran righteousness seems to have been upgraded to a level, mixed with this soul power, so that the soul power has a trace of a different feeling, and it hits the power in front of him.

Seeing that Ning Fan didn't use a weapon and came to his long sword, Jing Tian felt a kind of anger, an anger that was ignored, he had already used the most powerful sword technique, but he didn't expect Ning Fan to dare to do this to himself.

"Look for death!"

Jing Tian suddenly screamed, and all the power in his body was turned on, heading towards Ning Fan.

The surrounding city guards had already opened the large array in the municipal square, protecting Ning Fan and Jingtian, so that the strength of the two of them could not be transmitted.

Ya Xinlei on the side looked at the scene in front of him with a wry smile, never expecting it to become like this.

Jing Tian had a hideous expression on his face, and shouted at Ning Fan: "Let you know the power of the Holy Force!"

At this time, Ning Fan knew that the power that was similar to soul power was actually holy power, and he couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous.

No matter what the power is, after all, it still belongs to this world, how can it be beyond this world?

His soul power is also so powerful.

"Don't talk big! you take my trick first!"

The hairs on Ning Fan's body had already begun to flutter vertically, and the power on his body exploded in an instant.

The power of soul power, the power of righteousness, and the power of the origin of the muscles in the body.

At a certain time, there is no skill, and some only use force to break the skill!

Epee-free!

Punch invincible!

Ning Fan suddenly broke off and shouted: "Break it for me!"

I saw that the fist in Ning Fan's hand smashed on the so-called "Holy River Boundless"!

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Bang.