Slapping Mo Xing in front of everyone, Jiang Xiaofan was a man of his word, making these people's faces pale.
His speed was too fast, like a cloud in the sky, illusory and unpredictable. After the slap, his real body had already escaped the encirclement of more than ten people, coming and going freely, standing in his previous position.
"Boom …"
In an instant, powerful murderous intent surged like a tidal wave, sweeping out in all directions. More than ten people from the House of Zi Yang had cold looks on their faces. Divine light flickered on their bodies. Some of them had already taken out their weapons and locked onto Jiang Xiaofan.
"You hurt a disciple of the Zi Yang House, and even tried to kill the grandson of our House Elder. You cannot be allowed to live!"
One of the men of the Fourth Sky of Spiritual Enlightenment stepped out, rays of divine light rushed out of his body, circling around his body.
Jiang Xiaofan shook his head calmly, and said disdainfully, "Your Zi Yang House is really not the usual kind of overbearing, arrogant, and unreasonable. Do you think you are the number one power in the Zi Wei? I think even Ziweijiao can't compare to you."
The man laughed coldly, and said, "My Zi Yang House has always been like this, what can you do?"
"Nothing, I just want to beat you up!"
Jiang Xiaofan said, not caring at all.
The man huffed coldly, and directly made his move. A light buzzing sound came from the void, and he directly stepped forward, the Qi of the Fourth Sky of Spiritual Enlightenment spread out, firmly locking onto Jiang Xiaofan, and slapped towards his face.
Jiang Xiaofan did not move, and stood still, calmly looking at the big hand coming towards him.
"Hey, didn't you want to beat him up? What's wrong, why aren't you moving?"
"I thought he had some strength, but who would have thought that he would be so scared that he doesn't dare to move, as timid as a mouse!"
The group of people laughed coldly, and wantonly mocked.
The man who made his move was even more disdainful, and the right hand that slapped towards Jiang Xiaofan increased in strength, and said coldly, "You think you are so great just because you are a little faster? In front of absolute power, everything is just a paper tiger!"
Jiang Xiaofan still did not move, and only looked at this person calmly, and smiled, and said, "This is the first time I have heard words from you, and I agree!"
"Talking to me like this, you can't die quickly even if you want to!"
He once again increased his strength. It was very cold. The cultivation of the Fourth Sky of the Juchen Realm combined with his powerful physical body, and the divine light in his right hand made the air blur. It was enough to see how terrifying this palm was.
"Be careful, quickly dodge!"
Behind Jiang Xiao Fan, Ning Meng and Min Hui couldn't help but exclaim. Their cultivation was still far from the Jue Chen realm. Facing such a terrifying palm, they felt that it was really terrifying and difficult to resist.
"Too late, I," the man laughed coldly.
His expression was indifferent, as if he was looking at a dead person, and the light in his right hand burned even more fiercely.
However, in the next moment, Jiang Xiaofan moved. He casually reached out with his left hand. It seemed slow, but there seemed to be a mark of the Dao in his movement. It was in harmony with the existence of this world. He grabbed the man's wrist.
He calmly looked at the disciple of the Purple Sun Sect in front of him, and smiled, "Looks like it's not too late, right?"
"You!"
The person's expression changed, and he tried to pull his hand back, but his wrist was tightly held by Jiang Xiaofan, as if it was clamped by a hard pair of pliers, and there was an intense pain.
He raised his right hand, and his expression became ferocious, and fiercely punched towards Jiang Xiaofan's face. He used ten percent of his strength in this attack from the beginning, and he believed that even a Sixth Sky of Spiritual Enlightenment Realm cultivator would not dare to take it head-on.
Then, to his surprise, Jiang Xiaofan still casually stretched out his right hand and caught the fist that was smashing towards him. Jiang Xiaofan fiercely pressed down, and immediately, a cracking sound was heard. It was so painful that cold sweat dripped down his forehead.
"Let go!"
The man shouted, and his right leg swept out, kicking towards Jiang Xiaofan's waist.
"Bang …"
Jiang Xiaofan was still calm, and his leg moved like lightning, kicking the man's knee. Suddenly there was a cracking sound, and the man's face twisted in pain. His kneecap was broken, and the pain was unbearable.
"Weren't you very arrogant? Wasn't the Purple Sun Sect very arrogant? What happened now?" Jiang Xiaofan said.
"You!"
"Bang …"
Jiang Xiaofan did not speak anymore, because he directly attacked, and took the initiative to attack. His right leg stepped forward, and at the same time, his right hand loosened, slightly clenched into a fist, and fiercely smashed towards the man's chest with great force.
"Crack …"
The sound of his breastbone breaking was immediately heard. The man screamed, and coughed up a mouthful of blood, which flowed down the corner of his mouth and cheeks, dying the ground red.
Jiang Xiaofan slightly twisted his left hand, and another cracking sound was heard. The man's left wrist was also broken, and his whole hand hung down unnaturally. Such a method made him scream continuously, and it was incomparably miserable.
"Damn it, how dare you treat me like this, you …"
Jiang Xiaofan shook his head, and interrupted him, saying, "Looks like you're in good spirits, let's continue …"
"Crack …"
Another cracking sound was heard. Jiang Xiaofan stretched out his right leg, and kicked the man's left knee, and that knee was immediately broken.
"Ah, bastard, you …"
"Crack …"
Jiang Xiaofan's face was expressionless. He raised his leg again, and broke the man's left leg.
"Ah!"
The man let out a blood-curdling scream. Such ruthless methods finally made him feel fear.
"This guy is too violent!"
Ye Yuanxue pouted her cute little mouth, and slightly wrinkled her nose.
The dozens of people from the Zi Yang Martial School changed their expressions. They knew very well how powerful the person who attacked was. He was in the Fourth Sky of the Spiritual Realm, but he was defeated so easily by this person in front of them, and fell to the ground miserably.
Mo Xing roared at the back, his eyes flashing with hatred and resentment. Like a wild beast, he pointed at Jiang Xiaofan and said in a muffled voice, "Kill him, attack together, what are you waiting for!"
"Boom …"
The dozens of people all moved, their bodies filled with strong killing intent.
Jiang Xiaofan sneered, and kicked the man on the ground over. At the same time, he also moved, swinging his silver right hand, and slapped out, covering a few people who were still in the Realm of Refinement.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
A few people flew out, and the weapons in their hands were also shattered.
These people only had the cultivation of Minute Subtlety, so how could they block Jiang Xiaofan's terrifying body that was comparable to a Ninth Celestial Layer of the Illusory God Realm? Like scarecrows, they were sent flying several meters away, and a few of their bones were broken.
"Die!"
Suddenly, a cold shout came out. Another man in the Fourth Sky of the Spiritual Realm stepped into the air, and his palm became crystal clear, shooting out strands of strange flame. It suddenly enlarged dozens of times, and a huge hand of light covered Jiang Xiaofan, and fiercely pressed down.
"Boom …"
This palm was very frightening. It could no longer be considered a normal attack, but a powerful ability. It belonged to a type of secret art that only the inner disciples of the Zi Yang Martial School could cultivate. When it was used, it was truly frightening.
The four great sects had been passed down for a long time, and each of them had their own powerful techniques. Those techniques would never be passed down to outsiders, and the true core techniques would only be passed down to the inner disciples who had passed the strict test.
Jiang Xiaofan felt the power of this palm, but he didn't care too much. He directly raised his right hand, and a silver light flickered. He met the attack with a fist, and used the pure strength of his body to resist this ability of the Zi Yang Martial School.
"Boom …"
The silver light circulated, and Jiang Xiaofan's body was unbelievably powerful. He used brute strength to break the technique, and directly shattered the huge hand of energy in the air. Moreover, he shook a person flying out, causing him to reveal a shocked expression.
"Swoosh …"
Jiang Xiaofan expressionlessly raised his head, and used the Phantom Step, leaving behind an afterimage. He instantly went far away, and appeared in front of this person. The silver light in his left hand exploded, and with a backhand, he ruthlessly slapped the person away.
"Pfff …"
This person solidly received Jiang Xiaofan's slap, right in the middle of his cheek, and immediately fell from the sky. Teeth mixed with blood spurted out from his mouth, and his appearance was somewhat miserable.
"Boom …"
He waved his right hand, and smashed a sword near him. With a bang, a person flew out, and fell to the ground. This was a practitioner of the Third Sky of Enlightenment Realm.
"So powerful!"
Ning Meng and Min Hui were shocked. The current Jiang Xiaofan really had an invincible power.
At this very moment, Jiang Xiaofan almost turned into lightning, leaving behind afterimages in this space. He was faintly discernible, and it was hard for people to catch him. He weaved between the dozens of disciples of the Zi Yang Martial School, and his hands occasionally waved.
"Bang …"
A practitioner who had just stepped into the Enlightenment Realm was sent flying. One of his arms hung down on the spot, and his face revealed an expression of extreme pain. A drop of cold sweat flowed down his cheek.
"Pfff …"
Jiang Xiaofan shook his right hand, leaving behind afterimages with each step. He appeared in front of a man at the Second Sky of Awakened Realm, shattering the hammer in his hand in front of his shocked eyes. His right leg swept out, bringing a gust of wind, causing the man to scream and fly backwards.
"What are you all doing? Attack together, let's kill him together!" Mo Xing shouted, full of hostility. He stared at the field and shouted in a stern voice, "Whoever kills him, I'll let my grandfather give him a spirit weapon!"
Once Mo Xing's words came out, the field immediately rang with the sound of saliva being swallowed. The people who were originally afraid suddenly trembled, and a trace of light appeared in their eyes. The temptation of a spirit weapon was too great, and these people once again rushed over.
Jiang Xiaofan sneered. At this moment, he stared at Mo Xing, and pressed forward step by step. He didn't use the slightest divine ability, and was completely relying on his physical strength to fight. However, no one could stop him, and no one could stop his footsteps.
"Bang …"
When the last person flew out, Jiang Xiaofan appeared in front of Mo Xing, and looked at him with a cold expression.
"You … what are you doing! I'm … "
Mo Xing retreated, and sat on the ground. He looked at Jiang Xiaofan with some fear. He only had the cultivation of the Minute Subtlety Realm, and after seeing Jiang Xiaofan's methods, he was now a little afraid, and wanted to use the people behind him to threaten him.
Unfortunately, Jiang Xiaofan didn't care to listen to his nonsense, and directly lifted his leg, and ruthlessly kicked over.
"Ah!"
An ear-piercing scream rang out, and Mo Xing's legs were crushed one after another. Jiang Xiaofan once again used the power of the Diamond Sutra, causing him to be in heart-wrenching pain. Snot and tears flowed out as he screamed in fear.
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