Extract Xiuxian University at the beginning

Speaking of this, Yang Tianba raised a trace of disdain at the corner of his mouth, "I am a little reluctant to kill you." He spat on his shoes, "Come here, lick my shoes clean, I can spare your life."

After that, he stomped his feet fiercely.

Crack~

Where he landed, a crack appeared on the floor, spreading towards Lin Fan at a very fast speed. When it was three feet away from Lin Fan, the crack stopped. It can be seen that Yang Tianba's use of his power has reached the pinnacle.

At this moment, everyone in the audience was stunned. Many people's eyes bulged out and almost bit off their tongues. Then there was a heavy breathing sound, like a drowning person being rescued. It was too scary. Just stomping his feet, such a long and big crack appeared on the floor. If he kicked someone, how could he survive.

As expected of Yang Tianba, he was really powerful. He shocked everyone as soon as he appeared. He was arrogant and arrogant, like a demon god.

Zhou Fang beside Lin Fan was also shocked. She stared at the cracks that spread over her and panicked.

Too strong!

How much force would it take to crack the floor? Zhou Fang's heart was beating non-stop. Could the principal be his opponent?

The whole bar was silent, and the air became more and more condensed and oppressive. Everyone was afraid to breathe and looked at Lin Fan to see how he would respond.

Licking Yang Tianba's shoes was indeed an extreme insult, but compared to his life, it didn't seem so unacceptable. Many people at the scene put themselves in Lin Fan's shoes and found that if they wanted to survive, they had to do what Yang Tianba said.

"I'll lick your mother!" Lin Fan said, while giving a middle finger, his tone full of sarcasm and disdain.

"You're looking for death!!!"

Yang Tianba was furious. This ungrateful thing, he gave him a chance, but he not only didn't appreciate it, but also dared to insult him. He deserved to die. He must let him experience the cruelest torture in the world before he died.

His eyes were full of light, his face was ferocious, and his murderous intent surged out like the waves of a sea of ​​blood, boundless.

Boom!

He took a step forward, and the whole ground trembled. His body was filled with a surging, overbearing, and violent aura, as if an ancient beast had locked onto its prey. The fierce aura alone made everyone present unable to move.

Every step he took left a deep footprint on the ground, and his footsteps were like thunder, deafening. Most people at the scene had blood in their ears, curled up in a corner, and almost fainted.

Even the old man behind Yang Tianba took a small step back, with a satisfied look on his face.

The only people who were not affected were Lin Fan and Zhou Fang beside him. It seemed that there was an invisible wall in front of him, blocking all of Yang Tianba's momentum.

Seeing Yang Tianba approaching step by step, Lin Fan still sat on the stool without moving, with a slight disdain on his face, "You are full of momentum, but if you only have this strength, you are not good enough in front of me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Tianba was only one meter away from him. He clenched his right fist fiercely, and a burst of joints sounded. Yang Tianba's eyes were fixed on Lin Fan, and he raised his fist like a giant hammer falling from the sky, smashing it hard on Lin Fan's head.

Yang Tianba's punch gathered all the strength of his body. Although he was only the first level of Xiantian, his actual combat power was higher. Even the second level of Xiantian was not his opponent.

His punch had a huge force of tens of thousands of pounds. He once killed a second level Xiantian master with one punch, and countless Huajin masters died under his iron fists.

A punch was thrown, and the air under his fist suddenly exploded, with a sharp explosion. Seeing that Lin Fan was still sitting still, a cruel smile appeared on his face. This punch was enough to smash the boy's head.

"No!!!"

Zhou Fang screamed in horror, panicking to the extreme. Is this Lin Fan stupid? He has already hit him with a fist, but you are still sitting there drinking slowly. Do you really want to die?

Just when the fist was about to hit Lin Fan, it suddenly stopped and could no longer move forward. Yang Tianba opened his eyes wide and looked at Lin Fan in disbelief, with horror in his eyes.

This... How is this possible?

He wondered if he had an illusion. In front of his fist, Lin Fan only used one finger to resist his fist that reached tens of thousands of pounds of strength.

No matter how he exerted force or urged, Lin Fan's fingers did not move at all.

Yang Zhiyin was stunned, Yang Yi was stunned, the old man brought by Yang Tianba was also stunned, and the whole audience was stunned. They just stared at Lin Fan's finger against Yang Tianba's fist. It felt like a big hand was hitting their hearts hard, making their heartbeats like drums, extremely fast.

This... This...

No one could describe their shock in words. It was like seeing a person trying to step on an ant to death, but the ant held the person's foot. This completely exceeded the limit of their thinking, leaving only a pair of shocked and shocked eyes.

"No! This is impossible, I don't believe it!! Die!!!"

After Yang Tianba reacted, his face was full of shame and anger. His pride, his arrogance, and his tyranny seemed to have become a joke at this moment. He couldn't accept it, he really couldn't accept it.

"Po Jun Fist!"

He suddenly withdrew his fist, roared, and the energy in his body surged into his right arm.

I saw several veins on his right arm bulging, and they combined strangely, and a fist force that surpassed the peak strength of Wu Zong suddenly swung out.

Boom!

The power of this punch directly caused ripples in the air, like a tall building collapsing, with a deafening sound, making people tinnitus and dizzy.

It was also like a wave of more than 100 meters high suddenly hitting, and the violent momentum directly flooded the entire bar.

Everyone felt that their hearts were pinched by a big hand, and the shadow of death was shrouded in everyone. Yang Tianba's figure was reflected in their pupils like the god of death.

One punch, thousands of troops were broken!

He once used this strongest punch to kill an army overseas. Facing the weird Lin Fan, he used it again without hesitation.

"Good!"

The old man behind Yang Tianba cheered loudly at this time, and looked at Yang Tianba with great satisfaction. He was indeed the most evil disciple in Tianlan Sect in the past hundred years. The old man's name was Duan Li, and he was the elder of Tianlan Sect, responsible for protecting Yang Tianba's safety.

Such a sect's genius would usually be protected by someone to prevent other sects from secretly killing these evil geniuses in the cradle.