Chapter 283: Fan Zhongyan! I call you Little Fan...... is there a problem?!

Mount Song, Shaolin.

Murong Longcheng was not feeling well at all, his mentality completely broken, and he began to scream crazily.

He knew he was no match for Li Changsheng, but he never expected that he would use all his means, his divine abilities would be vast, yet he couldn't even take one of Li Changsheng's moves.

Hum!

Just then, that golden palm print, spanning the firmament, fell with unstoppable force.

Bang!

Facing the suppression of the Demon-Subduing Seal, Murong Longcheng could not resist at all, and with a plop, he knelt directly on the ground, his eyes bleeding, his aura chaotic, his Dharma body severely injured, his magic power collapsed, his hair disheveled, and he was in a sorry state.

"This... Ancestor?! Ancestor Longcheng..."

"Ancestor Longcheng... actually couldn't even take... one of Li Changsheng's moves?!"

Murong Bo looked blankly at the scene before him, as if unable to believe it, rubbing his eyes involuntarily, thinking he was having an illusion.

"This... is this the world's peerless expert, the only one who could contend with Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin... Ancestor Longcheng?!"

"This... even Ancestor Longcheng is no match, then we..." ===== CHAPTER 285 =====