The layman looks at the liveliness, and the insider looks at the doorway!

Ye Fan's punch, if it falls into the eyes of mortals in the world, I am afraid that there will be no subtlety.

But most of the martial artists present were Tianjiao on the hidden dragon list, as well as many martial arts celebrities.

At this moment, they were all dumbfounded, their faces showed disbelief, and their hearts set off a monstrous wave, and they were so surprised that they couldn't be more surprised.

He never expected that Ye Fan's power with one punch would have the power of destroying the world.

Even from a long distance, everyone was palpitating and depressed, and it was even difficult to breathe.

One force will drop ten!

With overwhelming force, crush everything.

What a domineering thing this is!

In the ring, Nie Ren, who was shrouded by the power of boxing, was even more shocked.

Ye Fan in front of him seemed to have transformed into a god above the nine heavens, carrying the will of the heavens and dominating all things.

The punch has not arrived, the momentum has arrived!

The power contained in it is like a blue sky falling, not to mention the mortal body, even the mountains, rivers and mountains cannot resist it.

At this moment, in Nie Ren's sight, everything dissipated, and only this punch that touched the origin of the Great Dao remained.

He even had the illusion that not only would his physical body be destroyed, but even the invisible three souls and seven spirits seemed to be beaten out of his body by this punch!

Out of one's wits!

For the first time in his life, Nie Ren felt his own insignificance, like an ant facing the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon, no matter how much he resisted, it was useless, he could only sit and sit still.

At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly withdrew his fist, just like a high-speed train suddenly stopped, extremely abrupt, completely violating the law of inertia.

But this also proves that his control of this punch has reached the realm of retracting and releasing freely.

At this moment, Ye Fan's fist was only three inches away from Nie Ren's face.

Even if it didn't hurt Nie Ren's body, the domineering will contained in the fist had already exploded out.

One punch can break the soul, plunder the soul, attack the heart, and seize the will!

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The weak kill themselves, and the strong break their souls!

Before, when Ye Fan was learning Overlord Fist from his father Ye Nantian, Ye Nantian had used a similar magical power, and his fist intent broke his soul!

For a martial artist, even if his limbs are injured and his dantian is abolished, he may still rely on heavenly treasures or extraordinary exercises to re-embark on the path of cultivation.

But if the soul of the samurai is damaged, if you can't overcome the demons in your heart, I'm afraid that your realm will plummet and your strength will be damaged.

And now, Ye Fan punched sharply, completely capturing Nie Ren's mind.

For a while, there was silence in the field, the needle drop could be heard, and there was a deathly silence.

All the martial artists in the audience seemed to have been given a fixation technique, standing in place, unable to move, and even breathing was stagnant, almost suffocating.

Ye Fan's punch in front of them caused an unprecedented visual impact and spiritual shock to them.

And Nie Ren, who escaped the catastrophe, had dull eyes, dilated pupils, and a face like ashes, as if he had lost his soul.

After more than half a minute, Nie Ren's body shook and he was shocked, and only then did he recover from the shock, and his face was a little more bloody.

However, his face was full of unconcealable fear, as if he had walked before the ghost gate closed, gasping for breath, and the clothes behind him were completely soaked with cold sweat.

Finally calmed down, Nie Ren looked at Ye Fan in front of him, bowed deeply, and said respectfully:

"Thank you Mr. Bai for your mercy!

Nie Ren knew that if Ye Fan hadn't stopped at the last moment, he would definitely be blood-spattered on the spot and killed Huangquan now.

Prior to this, Nie Ren realized the sword intent of "Ruoshui", and it was inevitable that there would be complacency in his heart.

Until this moment, he knew that there were people outside the world, and there was a sky outside the sky!

Ye Fan's punch made him tremble in the depths of his soul and was completely impressed.

Immediately after, Nie Ren did not hesitate and flew off the stage.

And Ye Fan also walked off the stage slowly, with a calm momentum, deep and mountainous, not arrogant, not discouraged, not impatient.

As if for him, victory was a matter of course, everything was under control.

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Next, there is the duel between Dongfang Mingyue and the Buddha, which is also very exciting.

Although Dongfang Mingyue is from the Hidden World Sect and is the holy daughter of the Yaochi Sect, she is too young after all, only 18 years old.

A few months ago, when she was fighting against Ye Fan, she had just broken through to the peak of the Yellow Realm.

And now, she is already a powerhouse in the middle of the Xuan Realm, and with such a cultivation speed, it can be said that she is on a rocket, crowning Huaxia and leaving countless Tianjiao behind.

But because of the loss of age, in terms of realm, she is still a little worse than the Buddha at the peak of the Xuan Realm.

In addition, the Buddha is the reincarnation of a living Buddha, and he has many mysterious powers, and his combat power is difficult to estimate with common sense.

Therefore, this competition can be described as evenly matched.

After the Buddha stepped into the ring, he repeated his old skills, sat cross-legged on the ground, folded his hands, and said:

"Amitabha, good and good! Fairy Bright Moon, the little monk came to participate in the Qingyun test this time, and he didn't want to meet each other, if you can break the little monk's Vajra and not bad magic skills, then the little monk will admit defeat!"

As he spoke, the Buddha twisted the rosary in his hand, and the golden light on his body was magnificent, revealing a sacred breath, just like the Buddha Protector Vajra.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mingyue's eyes lit up, and her lips opened slightly: "So good!"

As she spoke, she didn't hesitate, and her jade hands were folded on her chest, forming one mysterious mark after another.

"Huh!"

The next moment, a golden flame rose from her neon feather coat, rising in the wind, burning fiercely.

Bathed in flames, Dongfang Mingyue was not harmed.

Looking closely, I can see that in her pupils, there are two golden flames, constantly beating, although they are only the size of a fingernail, but they give people an illusion, as if they can burn a whole ocean!

"Boom!"

That golden flame spread out quickly, if it weren't for Wu Tianshi personally laying out the formation, I am afraid that it would be able to cover the sky and the sun in an instant.

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"Oh my God...... What the hell is going on?!" Someone in the audience immediately exclaimed.

They don't know much about Dongfang Mingyue, and many people even see her for the first time, only knowing that she is a contemporary saint of the Yaochi Sect, with a face that captivates the country and the city, but they don't know what exercises she has.

On the other side, Ye Fan's eyes flashed with a dignified look.

He is probably the person who knows Dongfang Mingyue the most in the field.

A few months ago, in the great war between the two, Dongfang Mingyue was hit hard and fell into a state of "rampage" before uncontrollably unleashing the fire of Nirvana.

And now, she can exert such a great power in a conscious state, which means that she has been able to control the phoenix bloodline in her body.

With such a speed of progress, it can be called a thousand miles in a day, and Rao is Ye Fan dare not underestimate it.

At this moment, Dongfang Mingyue's body erupted with a divine aura, like an abyss like the sea, steadily overpowering the Buddha.

Many warriors in the field, as if they had encountered a natural enemy, were silent, trembling, and instinctively gave birth to the intention of bowing and bowing down.

The beautiful eyes of the bright moon in the east are as bright as the stars, the clothes are windless and automatic, and the three thousand green silks dance wildly, with a coquettish voice:

"Fire-Phoenix-Flame-Plain!"

As soon as the words fell, a phoenix tore through the space and suddenly appeared, as if it had come from before the flood.

"Boom!"

For a time, the fire soared into the sky.

Even if the phoenix is not an entity, but an illusion condensed by the fire of Nirvana.

When it appeared, the ground of the ring made a "stabbing" sound, as if it was about to vaporize.

Everyone in the audience seemed to be in the crater, their bodies were completely soaked with sweat, and their skin was suffering from burning pain.

"Plop Leng! Plop Leng!"

The next moment, the phoenix flapped its wings, its wings spread for tens of meters, as if it had found its prey, and flew towards the Buddha who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Everywhere he went, everything was burned and turned into smoke.

"Boom!"

A high-pitched phoenix roar was like a clash of gold and iron, resounding through the heavens and the earth, making the eardrum vibrate.

In the sea of fire, the Buddha continued to chant Buddhist scriptures.

Although real gold is not afraid of fire!

But compared to the fire of Nirvana, the golden light on his body became more and more dim, and it seemed a little insignificant.

King Kong's incorruptible body, like porcelain being scorched by high temperatures, shows signs of cracking, and may fall apart at any time.

In extreme danger, the Buddha could only shout helplessly:

"The bright moon fairy has magical powers, and the little monk is not an opponent, so admit defeat!"

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