Chapter 251

When the target disappeared, the cold awn in the scholar's hand rushed to Yama's fist. With a look of awe inspiring, they stopped the attack and looked up.

A magical scene unfolded in front of their eyes, Ning fan stagnated, invisible vitality hovered under his feet, barely supporting his body.

Ning fan is very happy in his heart. This is his temporary intention. He didn't expect to have such effect.

Although he knew that the vitality could not last for a long time, it was beyond imagination. It was more magical than many so-called exquisite martial arts. The vitality was far beyond the ordinary strength.

"It's amazing that I can stay in the air when I let my vitality hover under my feet. Moreover, after entering the third level of Qiankun Jue, my jumping ability has been greatly improved. I can reach the height of six meters, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people."

Looking down at the two people below, Ning fan's look flashed a trace of pride: "I have" Qian Kun Jue "body protection, how can easily die in your hands?"

With the movement of vitality, the momentum of his whole body is undergoing earth shaking changes, like a strong man standing between heaven and earth, awe inspiring and inviolable.

Looking down, Ning fan saw clearly the weapon of the deadly scholar. It was a judge's pen. It was made of fine steel. It was indestructible and cold.

"The two of them must have a better martial arts than Yama. I have to knock down the deadly scholar to fight against Yama wholeheartedly. I have confidence in dealing with the life-taking scholar, but I can't see the depth of the king of hell. He is a cruel character. "

Ning fan quickly made up his mind, heart read a flash, low voice roar: "kill!"

He dived towards the student, and a great momentum suddenly pressed on him.

"Roar!"

The deadly scholar roared up to the sky, and the judge's pen was raised over his head to block. When the king of hell saw that he was very fast, he hit Ning fan's waist and eye with one blow in the air.

Ning fan's palm protects his waist and eyes, and his palm strikes the life-threatening scholar. Regardless of it, he has a posture of fighting for life and death.

A grim smile rose from the corner of the scholar's mouth, and he said to himself, "hum, boy, I really don't know what to do. One is the enemy of two, and you are so big. Do you think you are really invincible?"

In the heart of the king of hell, he was not so relaxed as the life-taking scholar. He had a lot of knowledge and was deeply shocked by Ning fan's Kung Fu and momentum.

"Who on earth is this boy? Why is he such a young man with such a strong strength, and he can stay in the air? Is he the apprentice of some old monsters? No, I haven't heard of their apprentices joining the world. "

Chu Yan's eyes widened. He didn't know martial arts. He just felt that Ning fan was really like an immortal at this moment.

"Ning fan is more powerful than Lao Tzu. I'm afraid his future achievements will be even more amazing. Today it seems that he is trying to win in danger. We won't die here."

All this happened at the moment of lightning and flint, and their thoughts flashed quickly in everyone's mind.

The next moment, the three attacks are implemented.

Bang!

There was a dull sound, like a fight between gold and stone, but it was Ning fan's fist that collided with the judge's pen. Outsiders seemed that he resisted the judge's pen with his flesh palm, but the mystery was only clear to Ning fan.

His hand did not touch the pen, but the vitality attached to the palm burst out and hit the pen. His palm was only shocked and not injured.

But the great power passed directly to the scholar's wrist through the judge's pen. His wrist hurt and his feet stepped back.

"Golden bell jar!" The deadly scholar exclaimed in disbelief.

Ning fan gave a cold hum, but ignored it, because at the same time, a punch and a palm hit together, burst out a strong air flow.

Yama found that there was a feeling of needling in his fist, and a strange air flow got into his fist. He was like being burned by fire, and jumped away like lightning.

"What kind of strength is this? It's so weird?" The king of hell was shocked and his face changed.

"Oh, no, we can't let the momentum run wild." When the king of hell made a quick decision, he drank it in a deep voice, and his whole body's Qi and blood began to boil. All the Qi and energy he had practiced for many years were concentrated on his fist. At that time, the two forces were fighting against each other, and they were almost the same for a moment.

"The power of this Qi force is too overbearing. The Qi force that I have practiced for 30 years is slightly inferior to it. It seems that I will be swallowed up by it. How can this boy have such overbearing Qi force when he is so young?"

Yama exclaimed and resisted the erosion of vitality, so he had no time to pay attention to Ning fan.

Ning fan's palm felt numb. The power of this fist passed through his palm to his shoulder. The bones of his whole arm seemed to fall apart. This fist was more powerful than the lethal scholar's judge's pen.

"The king of hell is really powerful, but my strength is mysterious. It seems that he has suffered a lot. I must take this opportunity to win the life-threatening scholar."

Ning fan didn't care about the pain. He shook his arm and moistened the injured arm with vitality. Then he twisted his head and stared at the life-threatening scholar.

The life taking scholar's mind trembled, and a fear came up in his heart: "it's not good, this boy is staring at me."

"Go to hell!"

Ning fan roars like a tiger coming down the mountain and stands up in front of the deadly scholar.

The lethal scholar screamed subconsciously and stepped back in a hurry. He was shocked by Ning fan's empty handed Kung Fu on the judge's pen just now.

Ning fan is like a shadow, approaching step by step.

"Life seizing scholar, today I will take your life."

Ning fan uses Qian Kun palm very quickly. This time, he will be killed with all his strength. The first move of Qian Kun palm is like wind and electricity. The shadow of his palm flies, the air explodes, and there seems to be thunder explosion. The momentum is very amazing.

"This... Power..."

The deadly scholar was stunned and stagnated.

Just at this time, the first move of heaven and earth palm was like wind and electricity. Under the headgear, the shadow of the palm all over the sky gathered in an instant, completely enveloping the life-threatening scholar.

At this moment, the panic in the eyes of the life-taking scholar turned into calm and resolute. As a killer who has experienced many battles, his ability to deal with emergencies is naturally very high. Although his mind was lost for a moment, he immediately held his mind and burst out his most powerful strength to face the crisis.

"Boy, it's not so easy for you to kill me. I'm a life-threatening scholar. I'm the only one who can take other people's lives. No one can take my life." The life taking scholar is not willing to roar.

"Well, you think it's too beautiful. If you can take other people's lives, I can take yours. Take your life!"

"No way, I want you to die!"

The deadly scholar reluctantly raised the judge's pen and covered his whole body with cold light. All he heard was a dull sound. The shadow of his hand and cold light collided with each other. The air was surging and the strong wind was blowing everywhere.