Thunderstorm was not a good-tempered person. Under Yang Fan's successive provocations, he could no longer bear the anger in his heart, and it broke out! ! !
Suddenly, centered on the body of the thunderstorm, a terrifying aura rose to the sky in a radius of several meters. The air rioted and rolled like a tide. The obligatory disciples who were forced to watch the battle from all directions did not dare to approach the land of three meters.
On the other hand, Yang Fan, the whole body is flat, like that lone boat, drifting away in the waves of the raging sea, at any time, there is danger of destruction! ! !
"Is this Yang Fan frightened and stupid? Just so courageous, dare to provoke a thunderstorm, I really don't know what the dead word is!!!" Many handymen disciples flashed a touch of contempt in their eyes.
"Little beast, be prepared to pay the price for what you just said!!!" The corner of Thunderstorm's mouth curled up, and a cruel smile passed by.
next moment... ... .
In the void, a golden glow, like a changhong, like an arch bridge, merged into the body of the thunderstorm. In an instant, the temperature of the thunderstorm’s four directions increased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the air seemed to boil all at once. stand up! ! !
"Die! Lieyang Jue!!"
Unlike Yang Fan and other handyman disciples, what Thunderstorm does is not the Rong Niu Kaimai Fist, but the Lieyang Jue bestowed by his elder brother Lei Yun. This is a true yellow-ranked inferior martial skill, and it is far more powerful than Rong Niu. The basic martial arts like Kaimaiquan can be compared.
"boom!!!"
A big golden hand measuring several meters in size directly tore through the void, and immediately patted Yang Fan.
"Titicaca... Titicaca... ."
The ground is cracked, smoky, and the heat is emptied, burning the mountains and boiling the sea! ! !
next moment... ... .
"boom!!!"
The golden flame big hand exploded suddenly, turned into an endless golden flame, and immediately enveloped Yang Fan.
"puff!!!"
In the area where Yang Fan was located, the bluestone floor was directly overturned, forming a small mushroom cloud, mixed with countless flowing golden stones, soaring into the sky! The violent heat completely evaporates the air in this area, and white smoke is raging! ! !
"Yang Fan!!!" Qin Hu didn't have time to rescue him at all, and could only watch Yang Fan being swallowed by the hot flames, causing Qin Hu to burst out heart-piercing, like a scream of frustration.
"Hahahaha...little beast, dare to be rampant in front of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will let you die without a place to be buried, hahaha..." The thunderstorm was triumphant and could not help but laugh. Get up, "Remember to highlight the tricks in your next life, not everyone can be offended by you as rubbish!!!"
Regarding Yang Fan’s waste, the thunderstorm really moved the murderous heart. As for the consequences of the killing, he didn’t care too much. It is impossible for Master Zhao to punish himself too much for such a waste. Besides, it will be the annual Tongren Alley. Now, Master Zhao has to rely on himself to win a good ranking! ! !
"What? This flame palm can actually explode. It's too dangerous, and it's hard to guard against!!!"
"It's too powerful. This Lieyang is definitely a yellow-level martial skill. It is really much stronger than the Mang Niu Kaimai Fist that I have practiced!!!"
"The sad Yang Fan didn't know where his self-confidence came from, so he dared to provoke a thunderstorm. This time it was miserable!!!
The disciples of the Sifang handyman took a breath of air-conditioning, and Luo Cheng and the other thunderstorm brothers kept clamoring, "Hahaha... .. Brother Lei is mighty, Senior Brother Lei is domineering, Senior Brother Lei. Invincible... "
"Little beast, you also have today, happy! Really happy!!!"
Just when everyone thought that Yang Fan was bound to die, the ancient bulls roared in the thick smoke in the area where Yang Fan was located. A figure directly broke through the flame air wave barrier, and the dragon walked out.
It was Yang Fan! ! !
At this moment, Yang Fan's whole body was spotless and clean, and it seemed that he hadn't been corroded by the flames at all.
"Ah! This is impossible! Impossible!!!" The thunderstorm's wild laughter stopped, replaced by endless panic and unbelievable. No one knows the horror of his palm better than him. That palm, he simply There is no reservation, it can even be said that using the power of twelve layers, and the Lieyang Jue of the upper Xiaocheng realm, it is an ordinary five-layer heavenly warrior, and he has the confidence to burn it into slag! ! !
It's too late to say, then soon! ! !
A cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, his figure swayed slightly, the crackling of bones kept making a sound, and he made a sudden leap. The slender body directly tore the air, completely ignoring the distance of several meters, and he was in front of the thunderstorm in the blink of an eye. The fist hit the thunderstorm's head like a mountain hammer, crashing down. The air in the space within a radius of several meters was crushed by the fist wind, and a heart-piercing sound erupted.
Regarding the thunderstorm, the wicked man who repeatedly insulted him, Yang Fan didn’t mean to keep his hands. In the early stage of Fifth Heaven, his cultivation base broke out with all his strength. Together with the Mang Niu Kaimai Fist in the state of Consummation, the horror of this fist far surpasses the miscellaneous In the imagination of the disciple, the power contained in it is almost 800 ding power, that is, the weaker Seventh Heavenly Martial Artist, under this punch, it is often a situation of death or injury! ! !
"Ah!!!" An ominous sense of disintegration, deeply sweeping through the thunderstorm's heart, made him burst into the wailing of the beast before he died, and he wanted to dodge, but there is no time, in desperation, the thunderstorm drums. The whole body's spiritual power was raised, fighting back, the flames raging to the sky, and the sound of the tide burst out in the air! ! !
"Puff!", "Puff!", "Puff!"... ... ...
The flames and air waves were constantly crushed by the terrifying fist and wind, and the thunderstorm figure continued to recede. Wherever it passed, two deep ravines were ploughed with both feet, and the smoke was filled! ! !
"Break it for me!!!"
With a grinning grin, Yang Fan's speed suddenly increased by one liter, and his fist was expanding directly in the thunderstorm's pupils.
"boom!!!"
Yang Fan hit the thunderstorm's chest with a fist, and the sound of bone fracture was clearly audible. Accompanied by a scream of thunderstorm, he threw the whole person back in the air.
With a slap on the ground, Yang Fan jumped into the air.
"boom!!!"
The thunderstorm in the air hit another punch.
Between the electric light and flint...
Yang Fan’s right leg swept out like lightning, breaking through the air, bursting out a heart-piercing howl, kicking the thunderstorm away like a sandbag for tens of meters, directly smashing the wall of a bungalow, and smashing the inside of the bungalow. A wooden bed was smashed to the ground before it hit the ground, fucking, convulsing, vomiting blood, struggling to get up, but in vain! ! !
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Rolling all over the floor begging for support, brothers feel that they are not fat enough, so you can save it first, raise it and watch it again! ! !