Chapter 105 Fierce Battle

The expression on Yan Qing's face quickly changed from surprise to sternness.

Little by little, his fair face revealed a look of displeasure. His sword eyebrows stood upright, and a trace of murderous aura flashed in his slightly narrowed eyes.

"It turns out that you are the strong man of the Yuanyuan. Unfortunately, in front of me, you are still pitifully weak. Kneel down!"

Yan Qing's whole body's gang energy was released suddenly, and the terrifying gang energy condensed a shining Gang Wu formation behind Yan Qing.

Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu four elephants and beasts gathered together, and the pitch-black energy gushed out like waves. Yan Qing raised his hand and pressed down hard on Lu Fan's void.

"The power of the four elephants!"

In an instant, Lu Fan felt a force as if the sky was falling on him. The terrifying force made his feet sink into the black stone in an instant. Several cracked lines extended out. The power of heaven and earth around him is as heavy as iron stone.

The muscles of Lu Fan's whole body were compressed, and the released Gang Qi was pressed tightly against the skin.

The joints of the legs were under tremendous force, and there was a clear bone sound like popping beans.

But Lu Fan still stood straight in place.

"Let me kneel down, you are not qualified!"

Holding an epee, Lu Fan slashed at Yan Qing.

"The power of the soul!"

The sword fell into the void, and Yan Qing's body shook slightly.

Yan Qing's brain was shocked by the terrifying power of the soul.

And at this moment, a blue light rose from Yan Qing's neck, protecting his head and resisting all the power of the soul.

With a heavy cold snort, Yan Qing's figure appeared in front of Lu Fan in an instant like an illusion.

With one punch, Yan Qing hit Lu Fan's chest.

The terrifying fist strength was like a monster devouring light, breaking Lu Fan's Gang Qi instantly.

"Fist shakes the world!"

A strange depression appeared in Lu Fan's chest, his internal organs twitched, and the pain instantly pervaded his whole body.

Grinding his teeth, Lu Fan still swung his sword.

The epee slashed at Yan Qing's body, leaving only sparks behind.

The cultivation levels of the two are so different that Lu Fan's sharp attack has no effect at all.

Changing hands, Yan Qing swept across his leg and kicked Lu Fan's waist.

The terrifying force caused Lu Fan to fly dozens of feet across, and directly hit the stone pillar next to him, making a muffled sound.

Yan Qing looked at the place where he was hit, lightly patted the dust on his clothes, and said lightly: "Weak."

There is no pain in Lu Fan's body, and his throat is slightly sweet, which is the feeling of blood rushing up.

If he spat out this mouthful of blood, he might not be able to forcibly raise his energy to fight.

Lu Fan's eyes were bloodshot, he must have swallowed the blood back. Re-live your energy.

At this moment, the power of the surrounding heaven and earth also began to condense slightly.

Yan Qing looked at Lu Fan, and walked step by step, his footsteps were unusually clear, as if stepping on Lu Fan's ears.

"Are you convinced? If you are convinced, kneel down and apologize to me!"

Yan Qing said calmly.

Lu Fan put his epee on the ground, stood up with force, and said: "If you have the ability, you will kill me. You grandson, you want me to obey you, and wait for the next life."

Lu Fan grinned, and a drop of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth.

Perhaps because of staying with Senior Brother Han Feng for a long time, Lu Fan also learned how to use frivolous words to irritate his opponents.

This is a means of fighting and a strategy. Facing a person whose strength is far stronger than his own, only when the other party's anger burns into his mind can he have the possibility of victory.

Yan Qing was really enraged, her pace quickened, and her strength became even more surging.

"Boy, you shouldn't provoke me. Your mouth is too stinky, it will kill you!"

Yan Qing came to Lu Fan, and Lu Fan secretly counted the distance, twenty steps, ten steps, five steps.

Yan Qing punched through the air again, and Lu Fan also shot in an instant.

With the epee crossed, Yan Qing's fist hit the Wufeng epee with a clang.

Lu Fan's frontless epee flew out, Yan Qing was slightly taken aback. At this time, Lu Fan, who was hiding behind the heavy sword, made a move.

Formless Mountain Breaking Fist!

Wuxiangquan, Shatteringquan and Bengshanquan, the three kinds of boxing strengths are integrated into one, Lu Fan's whole body is crimson, and the fist is as powerful as a rainbow.

The terrifying punch went straight to Yan Qing's head, while Yan Qing was still in a daze, Lu Fan's fist hit Yan Qing's face, and a ray of light splashed out.

Yan Qing's Gang Yi was smashed into a dent, and his cheek was slightly distorted from the beating.

Murderous intent flashed in Yan Qing's eyes, he never expected that Lu Fan could make such a sharp attack under such circumstances. If Lu Fan's cultivation was stronger, wouldn't this punch be able to hurt him?

Yan Qing felt that his Gang Yi was almost unstoppable, and the power of Lu Fan's punch was definitely far beyond that of a warrior of the second or third level of the Outer Gang Realm.

Yan Qing became a little annoyed, if he was injured by a kid whose cultivation was only in the Inner Realm, what would he be ashamed of if he said it out!

Lifting his leg was a kick, which directly hit Lu Fan in the heart.

As soon as he stepped down, there was a muffled sound in the whole hall, and scales appeared on Lu Fan's body instantly, covering his whole body.

Yan Qing kicked Lu Fan into the stone pillar, and his whole body was embedded in the stone pillar.

Lu Fan was so painful that he almost passed out, even though he was covered with scales, Yan Qing's kick still broke at least three of his ribs.

Forcibly escaping from the stone pillar, Lu Fan leaned against the mountain and bumped into Yan Qing's body.

Yan Qing shook for a while, while Lu Fan rolled dozens of times to the other side on the spot by the force of the counter-shock.

Lying on the ground, panting heavily, he raised his hand to pick up the epee that fell aside.

"You still have this kind of martial arts for self-defense, boy, you made me interested. If you were from the Yinyang Academy, I could still save your life. Unfortunately, you are from another academy. When dealing with enemies, I have always been Cut the weeds and root them out."

Lu Fan was not killed in the two shots, and Yan Qing's anger rose at this moment, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was tinged with cruelty.

Moved a few steps to the left, Yan Qing had made up his mind to keep Lu Fan here.

His position blocked all possibility of Lu Fan's escape, and then he walked slowly towards Lu Fan.

This is a kind of forceful oppression, and Yan Qing, who was planning to attack with all his strength, has already begun to show the forceful force that can only be mastered by Yuangang masters.

Warriors in the Inner Gang Realm and the Outer Gang Realm, at best, are able to overwhelm others with aura. But in Yuangang Realm, the energies condense to move the heavens and the earth, and the momentum is transformed into countless means.

For example, Yan Qing's current footsteps, if an unsteady martial artist fights against him, his footsteps will disrupt the rhythm, and even slow down the opponent's strength.

With a word-by-word pause, Yan Qing approached Lu Fan in a condescending attitude, overlooking the common people, and said, "Ask again, whether to accept or not!"

Lu Fan stood up again, took a deep breath, and said with a light smile, "Your uncle!"

With one strike, Lu Fan unleashed all the sword moves he knew in an instant.

At this moment, Lu Fan also burst out his potential, and the sword light bloomed like a flower. In the blink of an eye, Lu Fan forced out dozens of hundreds of swords.

Each sword carried the power of compressed blasting, and the sound of explosions continued.

The clothes on Yan Qing's body were shaken to the point of being beaten. With a loud shout, Yan Qing's hand became a dragon's claw, and he grabbed Lu Fan's epee in an instant.

With the sword in hand, Yan Qing felt that something was wrong, the strength on his body was broken by the Wufeng heavy sword. With this claw, he wanted to break Lu Fan's weapon directly, but he didn't expect that Lu Fan's epee would be fine with one claw, but there was an extra bloodstain on his hand.

A light flashed in Yan Qing's eyes, and the strength on Yan Qing's body turned into a giant python that directly entangled Lu Fan tightly.

"Boy, I want to see how beaten you are!"

A punch hit Lu Fan's face, Lu Fan spat out a mouthful of blood, and the scales were dented.

Yan Qing's left hand turned into a phantom and punched continuously.

Every punch can deform Lu Fan's scales. The originally mighty and domineering, shiny scales are just smashed to a dull, damaged state.

Lu Fan tried his best not to faint, his left hand moved slightly, and the power of heaven and earth around him surrounded Yan Qing without Yan Qing noticing.

Yan Qing suddenly punched Lu Fan's right wrist.

The force of the fist smashed Lu Fan's scales, and the bones of Lu Fan's wrist were directly broken. When the palm was loosened, the heavy sword fell into Yan Qing's hand.

"This sword is not bad. Boy, I accept your sword."

Yan Qing looked at Lu Fan indifferently, held the epee in his hand, and stuffed it into his ring.

With blood dripping from the corner of Lu Fan's mouth, he smiled and said, "Unfortunately, you can't take it away."

After finishing speaking, Lu Fan pressed the last decision with his left hand.

Yan Qing suddenly found a force under his feet that made his heart palpitate, and looked down.

In an instant, Yan Qing saw a huge five-element formation forming under his feet, and a beam of light rushed up instantly.

"what?"

Yan Qing exclaimed.

The terrifying five-element light directly illuminated the entire hall as if it were daytime.

All kinds of empty illusions floating around seemed to burst like bubbles. Lu Fan aroused and ignited all the power of heaven and earth around him. This is a style of fighting that all ends together, called the Small Five Elements Destroyer Formation.

Countless five-element phantom beasts appeared, roaring and galloping throughout the hall.

Lu Fan exhausted his last sliver of energy, and watched the five elements of light rushing towards him, ready to engulf him.

Yan Qing exclaimed, Gang Yi turned into a black flood dragon to protect him with a three-foot space around him, even Lu Fan was not killed by the five elements of light in the first time.

All the rays of light hit Yan Qing's strength.

Yan Qing spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, damn it, why is the power of heaven and earth in this place so strong.

If it was a Qi refiner, he wouldn't be very afraid at this time, it was nothing more than five elements to protect his body, and it would be enough to reverse the formation. With Lu Fan's current cultivation base, even if he ignites his own blood essence, he can deal with a low-level or middle-level qi refiner at most, and even if he wants to deal with a stronger qi refiner impossible.

But to deal with a pure fighter like Yan Qing, the power of this move is enough. Even if Yan Qing cannot be killed, he must pay a heavy enough price.

Yan Qing shouted loudly.

"It's not that easy to kill me. Yin and Yang transform into Tai Chi, break it for me!"