Saint Ancestor of Void Extreme

As soon as this word came out, everyone was uproar.

Even Han Feiying frowned slightly.

Who doesn't know the terribleness of the practising warrior, because the body gathers attack and defense into one body, unlike the practising martial arts, who needs to study martial arts and train wizards to practice spells, so they can devour their bodies.

And the Taoist Emperor Xianzong's refining body is even more powerful. After all, it is a master of the immortal world. The tradition of Gongfa and Tianlingdibao are incomparable to other schools. What's more, it's still the refining powerhouse who has reached the Seven Realms?

Don't look at Fan Xuanran's temper, which has offended many people, but there are not many people who really dare to confront him. But he did not expect that Chu Jingtian dared to say such words in front of Fan Xuanran!

Fan Xuanran was so furious that he couldn't believe it and looked at Chu Jingtian:

"You say I'm not worthy to do it with you?"

"Good!" Chu Jingtian slowly said.

Fan Xuanran almost didn't bite his teeth. He focused his head and said, "Okay, okay, okay! Mr. Chu, you have been in the Zhanwutang for more than a month, and I haven't taught you any good tricks. If you can beat me, these nine I will not forget about the anodized stone. If you lose in my hands, I want you to apologize to me! "

The Han Fei eagle next to her also stopped talking.

Chu Jingtian's status, although only lower than him, psychologically he does not agree with the other party. After all, Chu Jingtian only joined the juniors of Zhanwutang recently. Now that he dares to despise Fan Xuanran who is in the same age as him, does it not mean that he has been trampled down.

Therefore, in his mind, Fan Xuanran is more inclined to educate him, this kid who does not know the number of etiquette.

Unexpectedly, Chu Jingtian had no intention of answering Fan Xuanran at all, but looked at Han Feiying lightly:

"Elder Sha, open the ice room for me ..."

"Chu Jingtian, you're so blind!"

There was a hint of shame in Fan Xuanran's eyes.

He repeatedly challenged Chu Jingtian, but instead of agreeing, he simply ignored himself.

"Okay, I'll see. What can you do to ignore me!"

"Roar!"

Fan Xuanran's eyes were fierce, and he drank suddenly. It was like a forest of tigers and mountains in a moment, and the dragon shook into the sky. It was even more three-points than the "Buddha Gong" of the Lotus King Kong Temple.

The members of the Zhanwu Hall around them were hurled away fiercely under this applause.

These people didn't care to get up and quickly looked forward.

I saw Fan Xuanran step out, his arm thicker than the thigh with a shadow, crushed like a poison dragon bite.

"What a terrible punch!"

Everyone was shocked.

These deputy chiefs usually don't see the dragons at the end of their heads. They often only appear in extremely dangerous tasks. Everyone only knows that they are powerful, but they do not know how powerful they are.

Today, this punch really shocked many people.

"Fang Vice Master is practicing Yang Mo Qiankun! This is Zongmen's second-best practice!"

There are a total of ten top-level exercises of Daoxian Sect, and only the ‘Ancestral Dragon Technique’ is higher than the ‘Yangmo Qiankun’, but the Ancestral Dragon Technique is only sevenfold.

Therefore, the disciples of Daxian Zongzong studied the body of Yang Mo Qian Kun more than the secret technique of Zulong.

"The deputy chief of Chu is afraid that he will suffer this time!"

Everyone secretly said.

Everyone has no awe for this young deputy.

Especially in Zhanwutang, you are strong, and everyone naturally fears you. But you are weak and arrogant, everyone naturally disagrees.

"Lao Fan, don't be rash ..."

Han Feiying also choked.

Fan Xuanran was so angry that he didn't know how many lords and deputy lords he had hit, even many elders had been beaten by him.

Of course, did he worry about Chu Jingtian's exile? But I was afraid that Fan Xuanran would be too stupid to start and beat Chu to the ground. By then, he would inevitably think about it for decades.

"Be careful!"

Meng Fan was trembling in shock.

He stood in front of Chu Jingtian. Fan Xuanran raised his hand and almost burst the space. If not most of the force fell on Chu Jingtian, he might be torn by the fist wind.

However, in the eyes of everyone, worrying, gloating, or mocking, Chu Jingtian stretched out his right hand leisurely.

"Boom!"

A loud, loud noise.

Chu Jingtian actually easily held Fan Xuanran's cracked punch, and the five fingers lifted, even under the incredible eyes of everyone, pinched Fan Xanran's hammer-like fist. No matter how he struggled, he could not escape Chu Shocking palm.

"how is this possible?"

At this moment, there was an exclaiming sound all around.

Fan Xuanran didn't anger and laugh, and the deafening voice sounded again: "No wonder you dared to look down on me. You have a little skill. But this is not enough. I will see how many punches you can take me!"

In speaking, Fan Xuanran suddenly bumped forward.

Fan Xuanran was originally different from ordinary people. After practicing Yang Mo Qiankun, he was usually nine feet tall, like a bronze bell. Now the whole person slams forward, like a landslide and tsunami. The momentum is so fast that it gives people an unstoppable attitude.

In the case of any one being hit by him in such a way, I am afraid the whole person will fly out on the spot.

But Chu Jingtian propped up with his left hand, and the whole person didn't move like a mountain, stupidly blocking Fan Xuanran's collision.

"what?"

At this time, even Han Feiying was slightly surprised.

He can naturally see that Chu Jingtian resisted Fan Xanran's two blows not by the mana and the true energy, but like Fan Xuanran, all relying on the strength of Qi and blood.

Even though Fan Xuanran did not use his full strength, but was stopped by Chu Jingtian so easily, he still couldn't believe it.

"No wonder the kid dare not look at Fan Xuanran so much. He turned out to be a warrior!"

Han Fei's mouth raised a smile.

But immediately, he shook his head secretly.

No one knows better than Fan Xanran this weird terror. Fan Xuanran may seem rude, but in the battle there is more than that.

Sure enough, when he was thinking, Fan Xuan had already launched a new round of stormy attacks.

After all, as the deputy chief of Zhanwutang, how could Fan Xuan have only this one. His body turned, and the whole person spun up like a spinning top. The fist that was previously seized by Chu Jingtian even broke free.

Wow!

Almost the next moment, he leaped forward like a cheetah.

At this moment, everyone just felt that there was a flower in front of them. Immediately after that, the sky was filled with fan Xuanran's shadow. Even if these fists are not facing them, they can feel a terrible sense of oppression.

Many more people put themselves into it, but after a while they turned pale.

‘If I ’m in that position, I ’m afraid I wo n’t be able to hold on to the three breaths! ’

Don't look at Fan Xuanran's body shape, but his movements are unimaginably flexible and his body is very soft. Under the shocking eyes of everyone, he used his fists, knees, soles, shoulders ... all over his body and became weaponry, as if he had stretched out hundreds of arms.

If you change to someone else, as long as you can't fight it, you will have to face Fan Xuanran's assault like mercury. Even the refining powerhouse in the same realm can't withstand hundreds of punches in one breath.

Even Han Feiying couldn't help secretly tongue out.

He is a strong self-cultivator, most afraid of encountering such close-fighting opponents. If it is him, he can only add himself to the continuous defense of spells, and at the same time try to find a way to distance, and then wait for the opportunity to fight back.

But who would have thought that Chu Jingtian stood in place, with an understated gesture, that he had intercepted all this stormy bombardment.

Seeing this scene, everyone who was still contemptuous finally changed color slightly.

"No wonder this deputy is so blindfolded that he still has some work to do!"

Many people sigh in their hearts.

"Humph!"

For such a long time, Chu Jingtian was not won. Instead, the other side stood there. Only one hand stopped all his attacks, and Fan Xuanran could not help but be slightly angry.

He snorted and stomped abruptly, and suddenly the sky's shadow of the fist quietly regained his breath, turning it into a simple and strange punch.

"I said, just because you want to do it with me, it's not worth it!" Chu Jingtian frowned slightly, his right hand protruded leisurely, and he flicked towards Fan Xuanran's fist. "go away!"

"Boom!"

A loud thunder sounded like a thunder.

"what?"

In the incredible eyes of everyone, Fan Xuanran shuddered, and the whole person was hit and flew out like an arrow off the string. With the sound of 'Booming', an ancient tree was stopped and broken.

Looking at Fan Xuanran's trajectory going out, he actually formed a wide avenue.

There was silence all around.

Everyone's eyes were about to stand out. No one expected that Chu Jingtian was so fierce that Fan Xuanran was beaten out with just one hand.

This made Zhanwutang, who was waiting to see Chu Jingtian's joke, shrink his neck.

"Elder Sha, open the ice room for me!"

Slowly withdrawing his right hand, Chu Jingtian was naturally too lazy to ignore the shock, and set his sights on Han Feiying.

Han Feiying, who had returned to God, carefully looked at Chu Jingtian, shook his head, and smiled with a smile: "Mr. Chu, don't you think you have defeated Fan Tangzhu?"

"what?"

Chu Jingtian frowned slightly.

I saw Han Feiying grinning ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ with a mock face:

"If Yangmo Qiankun is so easily defeated, it is not worthy of being called the No. 2 Forged Body Exercise of the Avenue Immortal. Fan Tangzhu hasn't worked hard yet! The real battle has only begun ! "

"Ok?"

Chu Jingtian's eyes narrowed slowly.

"Oh my god!"

"Look at ..."

"What the **** is that?"

"Is this really the Yangyang Qiankun body?"

In Han Feiying's words, exclaimed sounds all around.

Chu Jingtian slowly turned around and looked at Fan Xuanran, who had been thrown out like a sandbag, with a hint of play in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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