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Lei Bao was not a good-natured person to begin with. Under Yang Fan's continuous provocations, he could no longer hold back the anger in his heart, and it completely exploded out!

Shockingly, with Lei Bao as the center, a terrifying aura rose up several meters into the sky. The air surged like a tide, forcing the observing janitor disciples in all directions to not dare to approach within three meters.

On the other hand, Yang Fan's aura was ordinary, like a lone boat drifting in the waves of a raging sea, ready to be destroyed at any moment!

"Could this Yang Fan be scared silly? "With this kind of courage, you still dared to provoke Lei Bao. You truly do not know what the word 'death' means!" Disdain flashed across the eyes of many service disciples.

"Little Brute, prepare to pay the price for what you just said!" The corner of Lei Bao's mouth curled up as a cruel smile flashed past.

In the next moment …

A golden beam of light shot out from the void like a rainbow or an arched bridge and fused into Lei Bao's body. In an instant, the temperature of Lei Bao's surroundings rapidly increased at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even the air seemed to boil!

"Die!" "Scorching Sun Art!"

Different from Yang Fan and the other service disciples, Lei Bao was not training in the Wild Bull Opening Fist, but in the Scorching Sun Arts that his big brother Lei Yun had bestowed upon him. This was a true Yellow Rank Inferior Martial Technique, its might was far beyond what a basic martial skill like the Wild Bull Opening Fist could compare to.

Boom!

A golden hand that was a few metres large tore through the air and smashed down towards Yang Fan.

"Crack, crack …" "Crack, crack, crack …"

The ground cracked, smoke rose into the air, heatwaves gushed out, mountains were scorched and seas were boiled!

In the next moment …

"Bam!"

The golden hand of flame exploded, transforming into endless golden flames and engulfed Yang Fan within it.

"Pfft!"

In the area that Yang Fan was in, the blue stone floor was instantly flipped over, forming a small mushroom cloud, which mixed together with the countless Metallic Stone, and shot up into the sky! Violent heat waves completely evaporated the air in this area, causing white smoke to wreak havoc!

"Yang Fan!" Qin Hu was simply too late to rescue, he could only watch helplessly as Yang Fan was engulfed by the blazing flames, causing Qin Hu to explode out with a heart-tearing and lung-splitting scream, as though his life was on the line.

"Hahahaha..." Little Brute, you dare to be so arrogant in front of me, your father will make you die a graveless death, hahaha …! " Lei Bao was proud and filled with boundless killing intent. He could not help but laugh out loud, "Remember to show off your moves in your next life. Not everyone can offend a trash like you!"

As for the consequences of killing someone, he did not mind it too much. Thinking about it, even Master Zhao would not punish him because of such a trash, furthermore, it would soon be the annual Bronze Man Lane, so Master Zhao still had to rely on himself to grab a good ranking!

"What?" This flaming palm can actually explode. This is too dangerous, it is impossible to guard against! "

"Too powerful, this Fierce Sun Art is truly worthy of being called the Yellow Level Martial Skill, it is way stronger than the Frenzied Bull's Pulse Opening Fist that we cultivate!"

"The tragic Yang Fan, you don't know where he got his confidence from, to actually dare to provoke Lei Bao, but this time he's screwed!

All the service disciples in the four directions sucked in a breath of cold air, while Luo Cheng and the rest of the lackeys could not help but clamor, "Hahaha … "Senior Lei is mighty, Senior Lei is domineering, Senior Lei is invincible …"

"Little Chunsheng, you have this day as well! Awesome!" This is great! "

Just when everyone thought that Yang Fan was dead for sure, in the area where Yang Fan was, in the thick smoke, the Ancient Man Niu roared repeatedly.

It was actually Yang Fan!

The current Yang Fan was actually completely spotless and clean, as if he had not been affected by the fire energy in the slightest.

Ah!" This was impossible! "Impossible!" No one was more clear than him about the terror of his palm attack. In that palm attack, he did not hold back at all, it could even be said that he used the power of 12 levels, in combination with the Small Success Stage of the Fierce Sun Art, even an ordinary warrior of the fifth heaven would have the confidence to burn that palm strike into ashes!

Just at that moment!

Yang Fan's eyes glittered with a cold light, and with a slight movement of his body, he let loose a crackling sound as he leapt forward. His slender body tore through the air, and in the blink of an eye, he was directly in front of Lei Bao. The air within a radius of several zhang was torn apart by the fist wind, producing a heart-wrenching sound.

With regards to Lei Bao, the person who humiliated him time and time again, Yang Fan did not hold back at all. His early stage Fifth Empyrean had exploded forth with full power, and coupled with the Perfection Stage of the Barbarian Cow Opening Fist, the terror of this fist strike far surpassed the imagination of the servant disciples. The strength contained within it was almost eight hundred ding, and that of the slightly weaker Seventh Heavenly Layer Warrior, would usually end up being injured or dead under this fist!

Ah!" An ominous feeling of earth crumbling swept through Lei Bao's heart, causing him to let out the howls of a wild beast before it died. He wanted to dodge but there was no time, under his helplessness, Lei Bao gathered all of the spirit energy in his body and fought back with all his might.

"Puchi!", "Puchi!", "Puchi!" …

The flaming shockwaves were continuously blown apart by the terrifying fist winds. Lei Bao's figure continuously retreated, leaving behind two deep trenches wherever he went. Smoke and dust filled the air!

"Break for me!"

With a sinister laugh, Yang Fan's speed suddenly increased. A fist directly beneath Lei Bao's eyes continued to expand.

The next moment …

"Bam!"

Yang Fan's fist smashed into Lei Bao's chest, and the sound of his bones breaking could clearly be heard. Accompanied by Lei Bao's miserable scream, Yang Fan was thrown backwards into the air.

With a stomp of his feet, Yang Fan leapt into the air.

"Bam!"

Lei Bao, who was in the middle of the air, was once again struck by the fist.

In that split-second …

Bang!" Yang Fan's right leg swept out like lightning, breaking through the air and producing a piercing howl. It sent Lei Bao flying like a sandbag for dozens of meters, directly smashing through the walls of a small house and smashing a wooden bed within it into pieces. Then, Yang Fan smashed it onto the ground, spasming, twitching, spitting out blood.