Chapter 142

Pan Wenlun's eyes suddenly coagulated, and suddenly a strange feeling of absurdity came out from the bottom of his heart.

He thinks that he has never seen anyone wrong. If ye Xuan is a great master in the way of cultivating immortals, he will be able to recognize it immediately. But ye Xuan can't help but be young, and he doesn't have the breath of an immortal cultivator. How can he understate it and accept the fatal attack of a senior immortal cultivator without any sign?

Do you mean

Pan Wenlun had an unrealistic idea in his mind, but this crazy idea just rose, and was instantly extinguished by Pan Wenlun.

"Impossible, impossible, seventeen or eighteen year old xianzun? This kind of thing is absolutely impossible, in front of this young man may just use some deviant, other unknown means

Pan Wenlun muttered to himself that he would never believe that ye Xuan might be immortal.

"Well! He can only pretend to be a God and a ghost. He's really a liar

Pan Zhicheng was only surprised for a moment, then immediately recovered.

Although Ye Xuan is full of self-confidence and is likely to be a member of the circle of cultivating immortals, he does not think that ye Xuan is a peerless master who surpasses the advanced cultivators.

Even Sima Hongzhe, recognized as the first person among the young generation in China, is now just an immortal who is infinitely close to the immortal and far superior to the ordinary senior cultivator. However, this young man is obviously not ranked in the young generation in China. How can he be compared with Sima Hongzhe?

Pan Zhicheng thought of this, he drank a low, body shape has been fast toward ye Xuanchong.

Its speed and its rapid, just like the gun pop boring, just between blinking to Ye Xuan's front.

"Give me your life!"

Pan Zhicheng's palms are like a pair of iron tongs. From top to bottom, he suddenly pats Ye Xuan's tianlinggai.

The powerful internal power has already accumulated in the palm of the hand. If this move hits solidly, even a huge stone several people high can be blasted into powder by Pan Zhicheng, not to mention Ye Xuan's flesh and blood.

The strong wind brought by Pan Zhicheng is quickly pressed down, and cirendeji feels that death seems to be in front of her, but there is an invisible and more powerful force in front of her, which completely blocks pan Zhicheng from touching her.

She didn't close her eyes. She just watched pan Zhicheng's palm fall quickly.

Everyone doubtlessly thought that Pan Zhicheng would kill Ye Xuan in an instant, but the next moment, a light sound came out from them, and everyone's expressions were frozen in their faces.

Dark red blood splashed out, a shoulder length broken arm flew to one side, and then hit the ground heavily.

Pan Zhicheng doesn't seem to realize what happened just now. He just looks at it from the position where his arm flies down.

It's just, this arm... Why does it look more and more like its own?

"Shua!"

Blood gurgled out and spread all over the ground. One of his arms fell to the ground stiffly, completely out of his master's body.

Pan Zhicheng's eyes were stunned, and he felt that this arm seemed to have a very familiar feeling.

The next moment, a burst of heartbreaking pain came to him. Pan Zhicheng couldn't help howling. At this time, he realized that the bleeding arm was his own.

The other six families and all the people who were present in Yaowang Pavilion were stunned on the spot. Even pan Wenlun, who was practicing immortality, was surprised and full of disbelief.

A senior cultivator took the initiative and was torn by a little boy who was unknown in the world of cultivating immortals?

This kind of thing, how can it be?

Tianshuo and cirendeji are also shocked. Ye Xuan's strength makes all people shudder. This mysterious means makes their worries about ye Xuan disappear.

Pan Zhicheng held his shoulder, which was still gurgling blood, and stepped back. His eyes were full of fear.

In Pan Zhicheng's eyes, a teenager who can easily crush to death is actually a super expert who can stand still and hurt him seriously?

To tear off pan Zhicheng's arm is decisive and ruthless, just like a devil from hell.

"This guy is a master. How can it be?"

Xu Tianyi looked frightened. At first, he thought that ye Xuan was just an ordinary man who could be trampled by them at will. But just now, ye Xuan easily injured a stronger senior immortal and even cut off his arm. How is this extraordinary strength?

Immortal!

These two extraordinary words came out of everyone's mind for the first time!

Who can easily tear the arm of a high-level cultivator and seriously injure him?

You Lianxin's beautiful face also shows a look of horror. This young man she thinks is stupid and beyond her capacity is actually a master of immortal level?

The seventeen or eighteen year old immortal master, isn't this a devilish talent?

"Now that you've taken the initiative to fight me, do you think you can still escape?"

Pan Zhicheng flies back, but ye Xuan pulls the corner of his mouth and smiles, and then follows him like a shadow!

Pan Zhicheng has tried his best to escape. His speed is very fast, no less than that of a car driving at a high speed. At first, ye Xuan was still standing where he used to stand, but the next moment he stepped in front of him!

"No!"

Pan Wenlun recovered from the shock, and his pace was very fast. He shot quickly in the direction of Pan Zhicheng.

At that moment, he had already noticed the strong killing intention of Ye Xuan.

He doesn't know how strong Ye Xuan is, but he knows that Pan Zhicheng's current state can't avoid Ye Xuan's pursuit!

Pan Wenlun's front and back feet are almost close to Ye Xuan's side. Ye Xuan's palm has been pinched towards pan Zhicheng's head!

"Don't you think about it!"

Pan Wenlun suddenly burst out. Pan Zhicheng is the second master of his family, second only to pan Wenlun. He has a pivotal position in the pan family, and is expected to enter xianzun in the near future, becoming the second great master of cultivating immortals in the pan family. He can never let Pan Zhi and pan Cheng die in Ye Xuan's hands.

His single palm splits out under Ye Xuan's rib, and his internal power gushes out in an instant like the tide. He uses all his strength in this blow, aiming to hit Ye Xuan hard!!

Ye Xuan's move to tear pan Zhicheng's arm is enough to make pan Wenlun understand that ye Xuan is a worthy enemy.