Chapter 15 Yan Zhi instructed Fang Ling to stand with his hands in his hands, his white clothes fluttering, as if he was fine, as if Wei Yunfan's punch had no strength.

The people present were all masters, and everyone could see that Wei Yunfan was shocked back by Fang Ling's talisman true qi, and it was not just a simple shock, but even his wrist was broken, what a strong talisman true qi was needed.

It's just that the young man is just a Qi Realm cultivator, and he is also from a small school sect, how can he do such an exaggerated thing?

Wei Yunfan found it even harder to believe what had happened, but he was really shocked back by that talisman true qi, and his wrist was really broken, humiliation and anger surged into his heart together, making him roar in anger, and he was about to call the same door to go up and attack Fang Ling together.

Suddenly, Fang Ling's figure flashed, and he suddenly came to him, the young man's black pupils exuded a deep light, like the immeasurable vast sea, and there was a power that penetrated people's hearts, and at the same time, a strong and fierce murderous aura was released from his body.

This murderous aura is forged through the battle on the battlefield, like a divine weapon that has been tempered for thousands of years, and it is shocking when it comes out, which is enough to make the heaven and earth surrender.

Wei Yunfan was already angry, but when he saw Fang Ling coming in front of him, he couldn't help but make a move, but when he saw the young man's sharp eyes, his heart trembled violently, and then he was wrapped in that terrifying murderous aura.

As if there was a sudden illusion in front of him, Wei Yunfan only felt that he was getting smaller and smaller, while the young man was rising from the ground like a mountain, and even if he raised his head, he couldn't see his face clearly.

Feeling the murderous aura released by Fang Ling, several masters of the Xuan Ice Fluidization Yuan Realm roared at the same time and rushed towards Fang Ling.

Jiang Sixteen and the others were all taken aback, although they didn't know what method Fang Ling had used to shock Wei Yunfan back just now, but now that several Huayuan Realm masters had joined forces to attack, no matter how powerful Ren Fang Ling was, how could he resist it.

The distance of five or six zhang was only a leap away for a martial artist in the Transformation Yuan Realm, and almost instantly, several masters had already jumped onto Fang Ling and blasted towards Fang Ling at several angles.

Then, everyone saw an even more terrifying scene, only to see Fang Ling snort lightly, his arms stretched out, and the boiling talisman true qi gushed out like a thousand-foot sea tide, which shook several masters upside down and flew out ten zhang away, and when several people landed, they couldn't even stand on their feet, and they staggered back more than a dozen steps before stopping.

Almost at the same time, the waves of qi expanded in all directions, and the solid ground of the valley seemed to be shoveled through by a sharp blade, and the gravel was sprayed out like arrows from the string, and everyone present was shocked by this powerful wave of qi and retreated, and it was only with a thick protective true qi that it was able to resist those gravel.

Feeling this powerful force, the python whiskered moth also turned its head, staring at the boy with eyes like hedrons.

The dust fell, the air waves were no longer there, and a large open space with a diameter of twenty or thirty zhang had been vacated in the center of the valley, Fang Ling stood quietly in the middle, next to him was Song Ying'er, who was standing pretty, but the qi of heaven and earth on the young man's body was like a cloud surging, dense as light, and the cultivation shown was suddenly - the beginning of the Tianrong Realm!