Holding the Elder Sister’s Thigh Tightly: I Will Be Invincible!

The atmosphere of the audience was also mobilized with Zhuo Bufan's punch, and the sky exclaimed.

"Peak of God?"

"My God, Zhuo Bufan turned out to be a powerhouse at the peak of Heshen!"

"Gongsun Mingzhu is too deceiving, and even more so, beat him to death for me!"

Even the third princess' eyes moved slightly, shocked.

Such a powerful Zhuo Bufan, such a terrifying talent.

boom!

The power of this punch was about to break through the extreme realm, Zhuo Bufan suddenly killed him, chopped off with one foot, and the ground under his feet shook violently, and then the ground of the 30-foot-long arena instantly shattered, rose silently, and then turned into powder. , were all crushed by his fists.

Chu Yan smiled lightly and reached out to intercept it.

Without dodging, the fist and palm are handed over.

All the strength, all the light, after hitting Chu Yan's palm, it is like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing cleanly, and no more waves can be turned!

Not only did Chu Yan not take half a step back, but the ground under his feet was completely intact, making him the only complete place in the arena.

Countless just cheered, the boiling shouts stopped abruptly, it was really deadly tranquil.

Those pairs of eyes were also suddenly widened, and the throat was dry, unable to speak!

That earth-shattering punch was so easily dispelled by him?

And it is not removed, but completely offset by self-devouring. Is his physical body a steel and iron bone?

"What? You, you..." Zhuo Bufan raised his head in amazement. The power of his punch was infinitely close to 400,000 kilograms. One punch was enough to pierce a mountain. No one of his age dared to fight him.

But the power of the divine fist that he was proud of was taken over by Chu Yan without any effort?

The more he understates it, the more disapproval it is, the heavier the blow to his heart will be.

"It's not bad, the strength is okay, but I believe you can be stronger, come again, come again."

Facing the shocked Zhuo Bufan, Chu Yan showed a bit of interest. With a wave of his hand, he uncontrollably stepped back ten feet away and took the initiative to establish a relationship with him.

"Come, come again, show all your strength, the chance is only this time, don't let me down." Chu Yan beckoned to him with great interest.

The audience was dead silent, and countless eyes were directed at Chu Yan's face with a faint smile.

He is clearly a gentleman, but no matter how he looks at it, he is a little bit ill-fated?

However, no one in the field dared to underestimate Chu Yan.

The people who were clamoring in front of them all closed their mouths one after another, their eyes dignified, surprised, and shocked!

Is this the strength of Gongsun Mingzhu?

Zhuo Bufan's full-strength punch could not affect him in the slightest? What kind of monster is he?

"Does this physical power really exist?"

Mo Feng was also there. He sat beside the third princess and had a panoramic view of Chu Yan's performance just now. The shock that came from his soul could not be hidden.

On that day, Chu Yan resisted his ultimate move. He was stunned, but not too surprised. He thought that Chu Yan had an extraordinary body protection magic weapon, which offset his offensive. Although he was jealous of him, he did not take it too seriously. superior.

But now that he looked at it, he really realized that Chu Yan did not use the magic weapon at all that day, but only resisted with physical strength.

Is he really just in the mood?

Looking at Chu Yan, whose aura was just in line with his mood, Mo Feng didn't know what other people thought, anyway, his heart was messed up.

Countless waves rolled up in the beautiful eyes of the third princess, staring at Chu Yan, her heartbeat accelerated several times at that moment, she had never seen a person who could be so evil.

"How is this possible!??" Wei Wushuang roared in his heart, a Zhuo Bufan had already made him feel extremely stressed, and Chu Yan's performance made him almost despair.

The Jiang family stood up and roared angrily in front of them, wanting to see Chu Yan's tragic death.

When the members of the Yan family saw this scene, not only were they not shocked, on the contrary, there was a hint of gloom.

Is it that their strict family is useless?

This **** is so scary!

"Zhuo Bufan, what are you doing!"

Suddenly, a loud roar resounded from the scene full of shock. It was the third elder. He got up and glared at Zhuo Bufan, who was still in shock: "Show all your strength, don't embarrass the people!"

Zhuo Bufan was shocked, and also woke up from his stunned state, and a sharp light flashed through his eyes.

He is the No. 1 evildoer of the Cangsheng Sect, and shoulders a heavy responsibility. I don't know how many heroes have fallen in front of him along the way. How could he fall here?

"Gongsun Mingzhu, I'm going to be serious this time!"

Zhuo Bufan shouted, encouraged himself, and explained what had just happened. It was a hasty move, and he didn't use all his strength at all.

"Come on, don't let me down." Chu Yan smiled and stretched out his palm to him, so that he could hit where, but don't be too sure.

Zhuo Bufan's eyes quickly turned red, deeply stimulated by Chu Yan's behavior.

boom!

A ferocious shock erupted from his body, and his clothes were quickly shattered, revealing a sturdy, bronze-colored skin. Various runes were poured on top of the skin. The skin had vast magical powers and contained powerful true spirit power. It burned like a flame, and a strong breath woke up, causing his momentum to skyrocket wildly.

A violent storm ravaged the arena, with twelve hurricanes.

He is located in the center, his whole body is sublimated, the second sea of ​​qi in his body is boiling, and he even rushes out of the phantom of the shocking beast.

Four hundred thousand.

Four hundred and fifty thousand.

Half a million!

In the end, it skyrocketed, staying at the threshold of 550,000, and the condensation was completed.

boom!

With a punch, the sky cracked, and there were countless cracks. The black light marks were close to the hurricane in the sky, and the dragon chirped and hissed, carrying his figure and attacking fiercely.

The scene was violent, and countless spectators stood up in shock, dumbfounded.

Is this the true strength of Zhuo Bufan?

boom! Boom boom boom!

When the violent collision resounded, everyone in the audience suddenly enlarged their pupils, held their breaths, and stared at the arena.

Chu Yan still waved his hand calmly, blocking Zhuo Bufan's earth-shattering punch, his face did not change, and he did not take a step back.

The hurricane raged, destroying Chu Yan's real body, but it was all shattered.

Chilong roared loudly, rolled up the violent aura in the sky, slaughtered at Chu Yan, and attracted countless eyes again.

Five breaths, ten breaths.

Fifteen breaths.

Time passed little by little, clearly in a blink of an eye, but it seemed like centuries.

The violent and passionate riots all cooled down over time, and finally dissipated and became silent again.

Zhuo Bufan's eyes collapsed for the first time.

He is the pinnacle of Heshen, and the power of this punch has reached an astonishing 550,000 jins, enough to punch through the void and smash the world.

But was he blocked so easily?

And his strength is... in line with the mood?

And during the period, not even a trace of spiritual power was working?

Zhuo Bufan was really confused. For the first time, he had self-doubt and bewilderment about his future path and his own strength.

"Mr. Mu, can you see through the strength of this Gongsun Mingzhu?"

The scalp of the third princess was numb, and with Zhuo Bufan's punch just now, she almost wondered if he was going to raze this place to the ground.

With such a punch, many Dinghai realm powerhouses would definitely be able to resist, but Gongsun Mingzhu took it so easily? How is this possible...