C288 Killing the young master li huo

A sudden change!

The process of the showdown between Yang Fan and the two great Peerless Evildoer could be said to have gone through three twists and turns, rolling up and down mountains!

Originally, in everyone's eyes, it was definitely Yang Fan who had crushed Mo Li, in the end, Mo Li had directly swallowed their Li Huo Zong core — — Fire Drake s, his cultivation had directly increased by leaps and bounds, and in one go, he stepped into the realm of Top Martial Marquis, his fighting strength was even more terrifying, comparable to a first stage heaven stage Martial Sect Expert, they had thought that Mo Li had succeeded in his counterattack, and never expected that Yang Fan had hidden his strength so deeply!

At this moment, the imposing aura he was displaying was so powerful that even the weaker Third Empyrean Martial Ancestors would not be able to match up to him!

Monster! This fellow was simply a monster! Terrifying, too terrifying!

Eastern Altar.

"Yang Fan is actually still hiding, abnormal! It's really too abnormal! " The worried Silver Robed Deacon Xu Baichuan's face instantly changed, he even cursed, 'Just what kind of monster is this, to actually be able to hide it, with this scheming, this strength, he …' Was he really only 15 years old?

"Good!" Good! "Alright!" Han Qianye who was at the side shouted out three words of 'good' consecutively. He was so excited that he was unable to speak anymore. It was too shocking! He had originally thought that he had already overestimated Yang Fan, but he never expected that he would still look down on Yang Fan. His aura, his strength, had even faintly surpassed him, the sect master of a sect.

It was really the blessing of our ancestors that allowed such a A Monster That Defies The Heavens to emerge from our Sect!

In the arena.

"You little bug, how dare you be so impudent in front of me, die!" With his body at the center, it erupted with a kind of desolate and mighty, terrifying energy. Wherever this energy went, the space around it seemed to shatter inch by inch like the surface of a mirror. The terrifying Human-shaped Real Hou were like Prehistoric Berserk Beast s, as they directly pounced towards the three hundred meter tall Glassy Dragon s, who were completely suppressed by Yang Fan's terrifying imposing aura!

"Aooo!"

An extremely mournful dragon's roar resounded throughout the desolate lands.

In the next moment …

Just then, the hundreds of feet long Glassy Dragon, that was overweeningly domineering and overwhelming the world, exploded like glass with a loud bang and completely disintegrated.

Ah!" "Pfft...

Young Master Li Huo instantly spat out a mouthful of blood towards the sky, and his Qi weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not only did Yang Fan's stern cry destroy Mo Li's strongest killing move, it also shattered his Holy Spirit Fire Intent.

Ah!" "I don't believe it, I don't believe it, how can you have such power, how can you have such power …" Mo Li knelt on one knee, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at Yang Fan, his voice completely crazed, like a madman. He could not believe, he really could not believe, he was only fifteen, only fifteen, ah, his grandmother, even if he started cultivating inside his mother's womb, he absolutely could not be so abnormal.

"Obediently go to hell and ask Hades!"

If anyone dares to bully me, I will return it back a hundred times, and this is Yang Fan, since Mo Li dared to have the heart to kill him, then he must prepare to die!

In the next moment …

Yang Fan instantly crushed the void, appearing in front of Mo Li. His body, in the eyes of Mo Li, seemed like a god that had walked out of a legend. In an instant, an indescribable fear enveloped Mo Li's heart.

"Yang Fan, you... Could it be that you want to kill this young master? " Mo Li's body trembled, his face was filled with disbelief. He was the young master of the Li Huo Zong, the only son of the Li Huo Zong sect master Mo Long, if they killed him, the Li Huo Zong would not rest until they died. After killing the Lion King, the young master of the Heavenly Sword, Xia Yu, it could be said that their Seven Stars Sect had completely broken off from the two great Sect, Zi Ling and the Steel Sword.

"What is it? What's wrong with you? I can't kill you? " Yang Fan raised his sword-like eyebrows as a hint of deep disdain swept across the corner of his mouth.

"No …" You can't kill me, you can't kill me, I'm the young master of Li Huo Zong, if you kill me, my Li Huo Zong will definitely not stop until you die … "

He was still young, and he still had a great future ahead of him. He didn't want to die, he really didn't want to die!

"What a joke!" Those who kill will always be killed! "Die!"

In the next moment …

Yang Fan struck out with his palm in shock. So what if it was the young master of the Li Huo Zong, could it be that he was only allowed to kill him, and was not allowed to kill him.

However, with the amplification of the Black Iron Battle Body, the terror of this palm strike far surpassed the imagination of the world. The amount of power contained within it, even if it was not a hundred Billions Of Ding Of Divine Power, it would not be by much, and even if it was a Martial Sect Expert of the second heaven, if one was even the slightest bit careless, it would still be smashed to pieces by this single palm strike.

Black Iron Battle Body that was close to the level of Great Achievement Stage, was not something that could be taken lightly!

Ah!" "Nope …

An ominous omen of earth collapsing, deeply swept through Mo Li's heart, causing it to burst out with a loud and shrill wail of a wild beast before its death. The flames around his entire body ignited and the blazing sun above his head immediately enveloped his entire body.

When Mo Li was at his peak, he could not even defend against this powerful palm strike, not to mention the fact that his true intent had been broken, and he was severely injured!

"Rumble!"

The fist and the palm collided, and a terrifying thing happened!

"Puchi!", "Puchi!", "Puchi!" …

Mo Li's entire right hand, first his finger bones, then his wrist bones, then his arm bones, and finally his shoulder bones... All of them were shaken into smithereens by the violent power. Immediately afterwards, traces of fine cracks started to appear on his Stainless Treasure Body …

Ah!" "Brat, stop right there!

With a heart-wrenching wail, Mo Long could no longer hold it in on his Eastern Altar. He ignored the injunction and immediately stood up, wanting to rush onto the stage to save his precious son. He only had Mo Li as his only son, and no matter what, he could not let anything happen to Mo Li!

At this moment …

"Bastard! Impudent!"

A terrifying pressure descended from the sky, enveloping Mo Long. Almost at the same time, a white hand imprinted itself onto Mo Long's left chest.

This palm was very slow and light, as if it were a casual light pat from a friend. But when it touched Mo Long's body, it was like a savage vicious beast had just rammed into him. His entire body was sent flying dozens of feet away.

Ah!" "Sect Leader …" Several of the Great Elders of the Li Huo Martial School cried out in alarm.

"Humph!" If there's a next time, die! "

Xu Baichuan's extremely cold voice sounded out beside everyone's ears. He was angry, he was really angry, to dare interfere in the battle of the stage in front of the Silver Robed Deacon, this was simply slapping Xu Baichuan in the face. If they did not give him a bloody lesson, did they really think that Xu Baichuan did not have a temper!

"Hiss!" This... ~ Is this the power of the Suppress Martial Lord? Terrifying … "It's really too scary …" A dignified Martial Sect Expert of the Third Empyrean, one of the top expert of the Great Tang Dynasty, had fallen to the ground with just that one light palm strike. This was simply unbelievable, and this was because the other party had shown mercy, if not, Mo Long's heart would have been smashed, and his soul would have perished!

In the arena.

Yang Fan didn't have the slightest bit of hesitation as he continued bombarding Mo Li's body with incomparable berserk energy. He didn't stop Mo Li when he was told, but who the hell did he think he was?

Ah!" "I can't accept this, I can't accept this …" The Sobbing Blood Continent was vast and boundless, and its innate talent was greater than his. Yang Fan was not the only one, why must he go against this little monster? If he had admitted defeat earlier, he wouldn't have ended up like this …

Unfortunately, it was too late to realize it now!

In the next moment …

"Rumble!"

The world was collapsing!

The low-grade Profound Artifact level treasure robe on Mo Li's body exploded with a loud noise into pieces. His Mysterious Artifact level True Body of Li Huo was like a balloon that had been stabbed, deflated, and extremely compressed. Many of his skin, flesh, and blood had been blown apart, and even every single bone had been shattered, splattering in all directions!

One palm! Young Master Li Huo, Mo Li, dead!