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"What a powerful move."

"If it were me, I wouldn't be able to resist it at all."

Seeing this scene, He Xinyu's pretty face changed slightly, secretly worried for Zhao Fan.

"Emperor..."

The younger sister, He Xinyue, was also nervous, feeling uneasy about Zhao Fan's safety.

"Death to me."

"The Canglong slaughters the sky!"

With a roar, the majestic blue dragon transformed by Sun Wenjun opened its bloody mouth and came to kill forcefully.

The ground collapsed layer by layer, and the sand and stone burst open directly, unable to withstand this terrifying force at all.

Sun Wenjun was majestic, and he was extremely confident in his heart. This time he shot again, without holding back the slightest.

Not to mention Zhao Fan's mere middle-rank Daluo, even if he was a top-rank Daluo, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die in front of this powerful technique he used.

"The power is good."

"but……"

Zhao Fan shook his head and said with a smile, "Too weak."

As soon as his words fell, Zhao Fan took a step forward, like dancing with the tip of a knife, avoiding all the fierce attacks of Canglong.

Zhao Fan immediately stretched out one hand as usual, with five fingers spread apart, containing endless physical strength, he imprisoned the huge dragon head of the Canglong from a tricky angle, and smashed it hard towards the ground.

boom!

The ten-thousand-meter-long blue dragon, like a doll, was slammed to the ground by Zhao Fan, shaking open the spider web-like cracks.

"Dragon fights in the wild!"

Sun Wenjun still wanted to resist, and the transformed Canglong's power of Taoism bloomed, forming a terrifying sharp sword, and slashed in all directions, trying to fight back and break free from Zhao Fan's shackles.

But before the power of Dao Ze rushed in, he was wiped out layer by layer by invisible forces half a foot in front of Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan smiled lightly, grabbed the huge blue dragon that Sun Wenjun transformed into, and smashed it hard towards the ground again.

bang, bang...

The entire open space shook violently, accompanied by Sun Wenjun's shrill roar.

"Master..."

The old servant with a vicissitudes of life and the members of the Sun family looked at the scene in front of them with unbelievable eyes!

Some of them couldn't believe that Sun Wenjun, who used the strongest Sun family's inherited skills, was tyrannized by Zhao Fan with one hand!

And from the beginning to the end, Zhao Fan did not show the fluctuation of the immortal power, which means that the former was just pure physical power, and he tortured Sun Wenjun to death!

"This……"

The two sisters He Xinyu and the disciples of Tongtian Sword Mountain looked at each other in blank dismay.

They were still worried about Zhao Fan's safety, but they never expected that the reversal would come so quickly.

Just now Sun Wenjun was majestic and turned into a black dragon, but now he has been smashed into a worm!

"Sky Cloud Sword Art."

Sun Wenjun was in severe pain all over his body, he opened his bloody mouth, and overwhelming sword energy shot out.

But no matter how fierce the sword energy was, Zhao Fan dropped his big hand mercilessly, annihilating all the sword energy directly, and finally lifted him up fiercely, smashing him to the ground with more force.

"The mad dragon kills the immortals, the dragon fights in all directions..."

Sun Wenjun's heart was bleeding, and he tried his best to fight back, but it was still to no avail.

No matter how he tried his best, Zhao Fan broke through all methods directly with his strength.

In the face of absolute power, it is ridiculous to care about your swordsmanship and Xeon inheritance!

Sun Wenjun yelped as he was hit.

"Zhao Bufan, let me go if you have the ability."

Sun Wenjun howled and cursed.

"Let go of you? You have the ability to break free by yourself."

Zhao Fan grinned, showing his snow-white teeth, and immediately grabbed the blue dragon transformed by Sun Wenjun with his big hand, and slammed it down hard on the ground again.

The smash made him dizzy, the smash made his blood surge, and the smash made him howl again and again!

To tell the truth, if Zhao Fan didn't want to expose his real cultivation level because of his hindrance, if someone like Sun Wenjun dared to shout in front of him when he was in Langya Immortal Territory.

There was no need for Zhao Fan to make a move, Wang Yu and Xiao Jinzi wiped him out in minutes.

He had just shown some of his kendo accomplishments, and Zhao Fan thought that Sun Wenjun would retreat in the face of difficulties and was willing to admit defeat, but he did not expect that the latter would not be convinced.

So now that he has made a move, it is natural to teach him how to be a man.

Chapter 595

"Master..."

The old servant was anxious and frightened. If Zhao Fan continued to fight like this, Sun Wenjun would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

Once Sun Wenjun was seriously injured, after all of them returned to Sun's house, none of them would be able to escape the blame.

In the Southern Territory, the more the Immortal Dao family, the stricter the hierarchy and the stricter the rules.

"This is a fair fight between En Gong and Senior Brother Sun."

"The winner has not been decided yet, so don't interfere indiscriminately."

Noticing the reactions of the members of the Sun family, He Xinyu frowned slightly, and spoke at the right time.

"This……"

After hearing He Xinyu's words, the members of the Sun family who were ready to move looked at each other in blank dismay but did not dare to move forward. After all, this is still the site of Tongtian Sword Mountain, so they should always be wary of the former's attitude.

Coupled with the fact that Sun Wenjun has not conceded defeat until now, it is really difficult for them to intervene.

Under the attention of everyone, Sun Wenjun was smashed 81 times [-] times, and the body of the [-]-meter blue dragon was directly scattered and changed back to the human form.

At this moment, his hair was disheveled, and there were several eye-catching wounds all over his body, like a dead dog, smashed by Zhao Fan.

"Zhao Bufan, let me down."

"I'm done."

At first, Sun Wenjun could still curse, but now he just wants to ask Zhao Fan to let him go.

Otherwise, if he continues to be smashed down, even if he is a strong Da Luo, he will lose half his life if he does not die.

"Are you really convinced?"

Zhao Fan grabbed his ankle and smashed it hard to the ground, shaking the whole mountain trembling three times.

"puff……"

Sun Wenjun's mouth and nose were bleeding, and his heart was racing. If possible, he really wanted to talk about the essence of Chinese culture, and greet Zhao Fan's old mother well!

"Just now you spoke too quietly, I really didn't hear you."

"Are you convinced or not?"

Zhao Fan talked to himself, then grabbed Sun Wenjun and lifted it up high, and continued to slam it hard towards the ground.

Sun Wenjun rolled his eyes and cursed in his heart: "I *&@#..."

"Sister, is your benefactor good or bad?" Seeing this scene, He Xinyue covered her mouth and snickered, and said to her sister He Xinyu.

"A little bit."

He Xinyu also wanted to laugh a little, but considering the mood of the nearby Sun family members, she didn't show it.

Seeing Sun Wenjun's tragic situation, all the members of the Sun family felt ashamed, and felt sympathy for their young master.

As for the disciples of Tongtian Sword Mountain, they all held back their smiles.

Just now Sun Wenjun vowed not to give up and clamored to compete with Zhao Fan.It's all right now, they just smashed you like a pig's head in an understatement, it's a shame to throw you at grandma's house.

The descendants of the dignified Sun family have been taught like this. If it is spread, all forces in the entire Yunxiao realm will inevitably make fun of it.

"I'm really convinced."

"Zhao Daoyou, show mercy."

Sun Wenjun really couldn't hold it anymore, he forced a breath, and begged for mercy in front of everyone.

In order to ask Zhao Fan to let him go, he even changed the name of the former.

"In that case, let's stop here."

Seeing that the other party really begged for mercy, Zhao Fan didn't bother to talk nonsense, and threw Sun Wenjun there casually like throwing a sack.

This throw made Sun Wenjun's buttocks bloom again, and he cried out in pain.

"Grandpa, you are amazing."

"Even Senior Brother Sun is no match for you at all."

He Xinyue stepped forward, like a happy bird, and praised Zhao Fan repeatedly.

"Grandpa, Xinyue is right."

"I didn't expect you to be so strong. I underestimated Engong before."

He Xinyu also echoed,

The two sisters spoke without any scruples, but when it fell into Sun Wenjun's ears, it was like two knives pierced his heart bleeding.

In particular, Sun Wenjun felt that the eyes of the people around him were full of sympathy and pity, which instantly made him feel like a light on his back.

He is a grand descendant of the grandson family. Since his debut, he has enjoyed a lot of glory. Wherever he goes, he is surrounded by stars. How has he ever been treated like this before?

"Master, are you alright?"

The old servant of the Sun family hurried forward, ready to help Sun Wenjun up.

"Zhao Bufan!"

Sun Wenjun gritted his teeth and suddenly roared.

boom!

The powerful and terrifying aura spread in all directions, and Sun Wenjun had no room to react to the messy things Zhao Fan had just smashed one after another.

Now that Sun Wenjun had a chance to breathe, he directly lifted the seal of immortal power that had just been applied to him.

In an instant, his breath soared, and he directly returned to the realm of the top-rank Daluo Jinxian!

"I want you to die!"

Full of anger erupted, Sun Wenjun shot up impulsively, like an angry lion, and rushed towards Zhao Fan's back.

His palm was like a knife, filled with gray luster, like a real heavenly knife, aimed at Zhao Fan fiercely and slashed down.

If he was struck, even a top-rank Da Luo Jinxian would lose half of his life if he did not die.

Sun Wenjun showed a ferocious expression on his face. Even if he has a despicable reputation, he will kill Zhao Fan to wash away the shame he just suffered!

"Ok?"

"It seems that you are still not convinced."

Zhao Fan frowned slightly, turned around almost instantly, and punched out with a backhand.

The power of this punch is permeated with a faint fluctuation of immortal power, which is several times stronger than the power of the punch just now!

boom!

The violent collision of fists and palms was beyond Sun Wenjun's expectations, and he was staggered back by a terrifying force.

"This is impossible!"

"You are clearly in the middle-rank Da Luo Jinxian realm, how can you block my blow?"

Sun Wenjun's complexion changed suddenly. He shot suddenly, and the murderous intent was fierce. Under normal circumstances, even the strong in the same situation could not easily block it.