C23 (2/2)

Waves of sharp Qi started to run all over the place, attempting to enter Chen Fan's body, but the latter would not allow anyone to do as they pleased.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

When he came into contact with the Taiji Fist, he struck it with his palm. The majestic Spiritual Energy collided wantonly in the air, and soon, layer after layer of depressions were formed. It was evident how powerful the collision was.

However, Chen Fan's control over the palm technique was far superior to his opponent's. It looked like it was aimed at the neck, but at the final critical point, he would divert another portion of the force towards the lower abdomen, starting with unbridled destruction.

Which was to say, Lu Ping had the advantage of cultivation realm. Thus, he wasn't the slightest bit worried about the Spiritual Energy being exhausted. Every time he threw a punch, it would be extremely powerful, to the point where he couldn't wait to smash the entire Martial Arts Practice Grounds.

Boundless energy surged as spiritual light flashed and intersected between the two of them. However, there were no traces of it with the naked eye. Cracks appeared on the ground, but they quickly healed.

Not bad, you are much stronger than that brat just now.

Chen Fan said while chuckling. The Heavenly Heart Formula that he was channeling had not stopped since Lu Ping had arrived, and an endless supply was being supplied from his body.

With regards to this, Chen Fan obviously needed to report more. Tiger King had already disappeared, and two slender tongues of flame instantly appeared in his hands, spreading out to a length of more than ten meters, quickly forming a tight protective net with a wave of his hands.

No matter how many strong winds Lu Ping sent out, he was still unable to break through this barrier. The temperature in the air was rapidly rising, but even if he wanted to get close to it, he couldn't.

Ah!” Bastard, within ten moves, I will make you beg for mercy!

Lu Ping shouted harshly. His five fingers came together as a giant palm imprint was released. After brewing for a long time, the amount of Spiritual Energy that was carried on it could be said to be massive. It vaguely had the power to suppress the heavens and the earth.

Before coming into contact with the two tongues of flame, the Spiritual Qi had been constantly gathering along the way. The size of the palm print quickly increased to the size of a house and cast a large shadow on the ground.

Boy, you're dead. Veins throbbed on Lu Ping's forehead. His voice was ice-cold, giving off waves of chilliness.

This fellow's temper wasn't small, so he was quite a good source of nourishment. Chen Fan almost wanted to laugh out loud. If it wasn't for the fact that there were so many Spirit Ruins Sect Rankers around, he would have directly captured Lu Ping and kept him in captivity.

From time to time, he would get angry. With his temper, he seemed to be able to match up to half an elder in terms of atmosphere.

Senior Martial Brother Lu was truly extraordinary; he could kill him with a single slap.

Luckily he had the [Spiritual Consciousness] Inherent Skill, but that was it. He had knelt down and begged for mercy, giving up on the thought of marrying us.

With this brat's treacherous look, Senior Brother Lu must be careful, he might even use Spiritual Consciousness to sneak an attack him.

One person fighting, with a large group of martial brothers guiding them from behind. Although it wouldn't be of much help, it was enough to distract them.

Puff, puff. Chen Fan opened up the wings on his back, but didn't fly up to the sky. After pondering for a bit, he saw hundreds and thousands of Lingyu flying out, and the light aura surged even faster.

Every single one of them was incomparably sharp, and they were like small knives as they surrounded that palm print. Two tongues of flame crackled as they violently twitched in the air.

Normally, it was used to refine various treasures, but now that it had been compressed a little by Chen Fan, the temperature of a few inches of space could even melt metal.

Under normal circumstances, Chen Fan, who was only at Qi Disciple Level 6, was indeed not Lu Ping's match. However, his experience could not be underestimated.