Barbaric Dragon Truth!
It was one of the most terrifying techniques in the Man Long Army.
Once it was used, one would pay the price of losing all of one's strength. Then, one's strength would skyrocket by ten times or even a hundred times. In a desperate situation, one would be able to kill the enemy.
However, not everyone could cultivate the Barbaric Dragon Truth. Among the four who came to Silent Hill this time, only Meng Renwu had successfully cultivated the Barbaric Dragon Truth. The other three failed to cultivate it. Naturally, they wouldn't be able to use it before their death.
And right now, after Meng Renwu used the Real Explanation of the Barbaric Dragon, at the cost of his own cultivation being crippled, he had already erupted with a strength that was twenty times stronger than before. His strength alone was already enough to crush the combined strength of the nineteen of them.
"Our Man Long Army has an ancestral rule. If you dare to kill one of my people, I will slaughter a hundred of your people. A blood debt must be repaid with blood. Moreover, it will be repaid tenfold!" Meng Renwu roared crazily. An invincible aura filled the earth. His roar shattered the void, "Xiao Fan, go to hell!"
"Boom!"
Meng Renwu punched out. The black dragon shadow behind him seemed to have turned into a real black flood dragon. Then, it wrapped around Meng Renwu's fist and violently punched out!
However!
What greeted Meng Renwu was Xiao Fan's initial slap. Once again, ten thousand tigers galloped, ten thousand elephants roared, and ten thousand beasts trampled. Wherever they went, not even a blade of grass grew. The air exploded, and all living creatures died. It was as if this world was constantly trembling and surrendering.
"Boom!"
When Xiao Fan's palm met Meng Renwu's fist head-on, it directly shattered Meng Renwu's fist. Then, this palm was like a mountain pressing down on him. It carried a surging aura of destruction as it heavily slammed Meng Renwu to the ground.
When the smoke and dust dispersed, Meng Renwu was powerlessly lying on the ground. His limbs were shattered, and all the bones in his body were broken. He was only breathing out. Apparently, he was on his last breath.
"The Barbarian Dragon Scripture is somewhat interesting, but it's a pity that it's only so-so. Goodbye!" Xiao Fan looked at Meng Renwu indifferently and said. Then, he lifted his foot without hesitation and stomped down. Meng Renwu's head was immediately crushed under Xiao Fan's foot.
Meng Renwu was dead!
At this point, the Sacred Flame Sect, Cloud Dragon Chamber of Commerce, and Man Long Army that had come to kill Xiao Fan had all been annihilated. Only Lan Ling and the others from the Goddess Palace, as well as Shen Zhanyang and the others from Zhan Wuzong were left.
At this moment, both Lan Ling and the two elders from the Goddess Palace and Shen Zhanyang and the three elders from the Zhan Wuzong stared at Xiao Fan in fear.
No one could have imagined that the result would be like this. Xiao Fan had absolutely crushed and killed Zhuo Buping, Xue Qianfeng, Meng Renwu, and everyone from the Sacred Flame Sect, Cloud Dragon Chamber of Commerce, and Man Long Army.
Especially Meng Renwu's outburst at the end. Everyone thought that Meng Renwu would make a desperate counterattack, but it was still useless. In front of Xiao Fan, even Meng Renwu, who was on the verge of death and had unleashed the Barbarian Dragon Scripture, was no match for him. He was severely injured by one palm and died on the spot.
And the entire process, from start to finish, absolutely did not exceed 15 minutes.
Everything was like a dream. It was so fake that no one dared to believe it or accept it.
"How, how could this be?" Lan Ling became absent-minded as she stared at Xiao Fan in shock. Her body had become so stiff that she could not move at all. Even the blood in her body seemed to have stopped flowing, as if it had been frozen.
Xiao Fan's strength had shocked her to the point that she was unable to put it into words!
In the younger generation, how many people could be compared to Xiao Fan with such combat strength?
Very few!
Could Xiao Fan be compared to Tuoba Liuyun?
Before this, Lan Ling Shi was certain that Xiao Fan had no chance of being compared to Tuoba Liuyun. Now, it was no longer impossible, but uncertain.
Tuoba Liuyun's fighting strength was shocking and eye-catching. However, his fighting strength was almost the same as Xiao Fan's. Therefore, Lan Ling did not know who was stronger between Xiao Fan and Tuoba Liuyun.
"However, Tuoba Liuyun should still be stronger, right?" Lan Ling seemed to be comforting herself and persuading herself. She muttered to herself and forced a smile. "After all, Tuoba Liuyun has not shown his fighting strength for at least three years. Now, I am comparing Tuoba Liuyun's fighting strength from three years ago with Xiao Fan's! Therefore, Tuoba Liuyun should still be stronger! "
"Xiao Fan still cannot be compared to Tuoba Liuyun. This is something that cannot be doubted …!"
Lan Ling kept muttering to herself in her heart. Over and over again, she seemed to want to re-establish the faith and confidence in her heart.
However, as for whether the faith and confidence in her heart had been shattered, only the rationality in the deepest part of her mind would know.
"Goddess Palace, Zhan Wuzong, have you seen enough? If you have, get your ass over here! " Suddenly, Xiao Fan turned around. His dark eyes looked in the direction of Lan Ling and the other two beautiful elders from Goddess Palace, as well as Shen Zhanyang and the other three elders from Zhan Wuzong.
"Zhan Wuzong?" When they heard Xiao Fan's words, Lan Ling and the other two beautiful elders from Goddess Palace changed their expressions once again.
The three of them did not deliberately hide themselves. Therefore, it was not strange that Xiao Fan could see them. However, even they did not know that Zhan Wuzong's men were hiding behind them. Their expressions immediately changed.
Zhan Wuzong's men were definitely not hiding behind them for fun. Their goal was definitely not that simple. It was as simple as watching a show.
So, how could Lan Ling and the other two beautiful female elders of the Goddess Palace not be alarmed?
However, this was not the time to think about this. In the face of Xiao Fan's cold voice, what should they do? Run? Or go forward?
After hesitating for a while, Lan Ling and the other two beautiful elders from Goddess Palace laughed bitterly. Then, they lifted their feet and walked towards Xiao Fan.
Run?
Could they run away?
Earlier, Xue Qianfeng, Zhuo Buping, Meng Renwu and the others were examples. Not a single one of them could escape!
Since that was the case, they could only go forward.
As Lan Ling and the other two beautiful elders from Goddess Palace went forward, Shen Zhanyang and the other two elders from Zhan Wuzong quickly appeared in their field of vision. After that, they all smiled bitterly and slowly walked towards Xiao Fan.
They wanted to flee as well, but they didn't have the confidence to do so. Moreover, if they fled, they would definitely infuriate Xiao Fan and bring about a fatal disaster upon themselves.
On the other hand, Xiao Fan had only told them to come over. He had not done anything yet. If they followed Xiao Fan's instructions and went forward obediently, they might be able to survive.
"Greetings, sir!"
"Greetings, sir!"
No matter what they thought, Lan Ling and the other two beautiful elders from Goddess Palace, Shen Zhanyang and the other two elders from Zhan Wuzong stood before Xiao Fan. They cupped their hands and bowed respectfully.
In the Central imperial realm, many things were decided by strength!
If one's strength was weak, even if one was a senior, one would still be looked down upon, disregarded, and even trampled upon by the younger generation. If one's strength was strong, even if one was a junior, the seniors would still have to be courteous to them. When necessary, they would even have to respectfully address them as' Lord '.
Strength was the foundation of everything!
Now, Xiao Fan had used his own strength to prove everything. Therefore, even though Xiao Fan was a junior in the eyes of Lan Ling and the other two elders of the Goddess Palace, as well as Shen Zhanyang and the other two elders of the Battle Sect, they had no choice but to put down their pride and dignity as a senior and lowered their heads respectfully.
"You seemed to have wanted to kill me before, didn't you?" Xiao Fan's gaze landed on the somewhat plump beautiful elder from the Goddess Palace as he slowly opened his mouth and spoke in an indifferent voice.
"No!" Upon hearing Xiao Fan's words, the plump beautiful elder from Goddess Palace's expression changed. She then hurriedly shook her head and said, "Sir, I didn't …!"
"You didn't?" Xiao Fan looked at her indifferently and said, "Then the killing intent I felt from you before was fake?"
"I …!" The plump beautiful elder from Goddess Palace was speechless. Her face suddenly turned pale and fine beads of sweat seeped from her forehead. She could not help but tremble slightly.
"And you, did you want to kill me before?" Xiao Fan looked at the short elder from Zhan Wuzong and continued to speak indifferently.
"I, I didn't, I didn't!" This short Combat Sect Elder's face had also completely lost all color. His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his expression was one of panic. He stuttered as he spoke in a terrified voice.
"You don't have to deny it!" Xiao Fan looked at the two of them indifferently as he unhurriedly opened his mouth to speak. His voice was deathly still like the ocean. "My other abilities may be ordinary, but I am extremely sensitive to killing intent. I will be able to sense anyone who wishes to kill me as long as they are within a certain range. No matter how well you hide, you will not be able to escape my senses!"
"The two of you obviously wanted to kill me before. You obviously wanted to kill me. So, what? You dared to do it before, but now you don't dare to admit it? "
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