Faced with the pride of the disciples of Fentian, the faces of those Taoists of the Heavenly Master were so gloomy.

They have indeed experienced the skills of Fen Tian.

He also knows the terrible and powerful nature of Yin Tian Wang Buring Tian in the global martial arts world today.

And the young man in front of him may be equally extraordinary.

But after all, they are too young, so even if they dare not have too optimistic hopes for them.

However, just when everyone thought it was a draw.

Ye Fan, who was in the center of the battlefield, immediately raised a curve in the corner of his mouth.

"Um?"

"What's going on?"

"That young man is laughing!"

Ye Fan's reaction made everyone's eyebrows tremble.

And the next moment.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang ~

The nine full rays of energy exploded quietly on the body of Yin Tianwang Fen Tian.

It's like only nine high-explosion grenades.

In the Burning Heaven body, it exploded one after another.

Fen Tian screamed and his robe shattered in an instant.

And he himself was even more shocked to death like a shell.

The body of hundreds of kilograms brought a strange arc in the air.

The blood mixed with internal organ fragments and spitted all over the floor.

Finally, there was another loud bang.

Everyone only saw that in the eyes of the Indian people, the king who supported the sky, fell to the ground in such a mess.

The mouth full of blood poured out, and his miserable appearance was like a useless dog.

All the majesty and dignity before were shattered under Ye Fan's punch.

Dead silence!

Deadly silence.

For a moment, this world was silent.

Everyone was stunned.

Taoist Tianshi widened his eyes, and the disciples of Fen Tian looked at the scene in disbelief.

One punch!

Just one punch!

Before this, who would have thought that this seemingly ordinary young man in front of him would directly blow up the strongest man in South Asia, the guardian of the martial arts of the Indian Kingdom, and Burning Tian with the power of one punch!

God!

What kind of monster is this?

The Taoist Tianshi looked trembling.

Fentian's disciple's face turned pale.

King Yin fell to the ground, his breath was depressed.

He tried hard to activate his strength to suppress his injuries.

However, the violent energy in the tendons and veins swept across his internal organs like a storm.

It made him unable to raise any power at all.

In the end, the injury was even more irritated.

I coughed several times.

Several mouthfuls of turbid blood were vomited out again.

"How about Burning the Sky?"

"What's the effect of my move Wuji Cang?"

"You should be honored."

"You are the first person to witness this boxing technique since I mastered it."

Ye Fan looked down at the Burning Sky under his feet like an ant.

Just as Ye Fan said, this move Wuji Beng was accomplished by his practice during his recovery in the extreme north.

In the two years when Ye Fan recovered from his injuries, he could not see anything else in the extreme north except for the boundless ice and snow.

The only life that is with him is that man.

That is, in physiology, he should call his father's man.

At the most embarrassing moment in life, I opened my eyes and found that the person I hated the most was by my side.

No one could understand Ye Fan's mood at that time.

He would even rather die than let this man see his most embarrassing and weakest side.

But at that time, Ye Fan actually had a luxury to die.

He could only passively accept the healing and healing that the man gave him.

During that period, the man kept talking to Ye Fan on his own initiative.

He was like a chatterbox, talking nonstop in Ye Fan's ears.

From astronomy to geography, from history to the future.

If there is nothing to tell, I will tell Ye Fan the story he made up.

But Ye Fan never responded to a word from him.

Never!

But the man was not discouraged and still chatted with Ye Fan every day.

Later, he even told Ye Fan about his martial arts experience and his experience in practicing.

The inspiration for the boxing technique of "Wujibeng" came from that man's mouth.

.........

"You must have learned a lot from Yun Daotianjue from our Chu family."

"This was created by our ancestor Yunyang."

"If used with Yun Daotian Determination Method, the maximum power and effect can be achieved."

"Everyone thinks that Yun Daotianjue is the world's strongest martial arts."

"But, I have been practicing martial arts for so many years, and I have found that there is no strongest or not strongest thing in martial arts, only the most suitable one."

"So, you don't have to look at Yun Daotianjue so sacredly."

"Sometimes, you can make some adjustments based on your own understanding."

"For example, the second form of Yundao Tianjue, the fierce mountain collapses."

"And the sixth style, Wujijin."

"One focuses on punching, fierce and domineering, and pays attention to instant explosions."

"Wuji power focuses more on the technique of exerting force, which is endless, and it focuses on one stamina. One stamina will produce nine stamina."

"Since that's the case, have you ever thought about combining these two tricks?"

"Use Wuji Power's power technique to use the fierce mountain collapse."

"Maybe, one punch can compare to nine punches?"

"You can really try it if you have time."

"Why might there be an unexpected surprise?"

.........

This is the original words of the man at that time.

Ye Fan had not yet resented his resentment towards men at that time, so he naturally looked down on his words.

But later, as the two of them lived together day and night, Ye Fan's resentment gradually became thinner.

Later, he had already begun to listen to the man's words.
To be continued...