Chapter 117: Super-First-Class Like Ants

Kou Zhong ultimately didn't get to go on stage. He was stopped by Su Fan. He came here to seize the Imperial Jade Seal, not to duel. Sparring could be done at any time.

"Master Liaokong, Holy Monks, we came here today for the Imperial Jade Seal."

"Amitabha!" Liaokong just chanted a Buddhist name and then remained silent.

Su Fan frowned at this. These people were clearly ignoring him.

"Liaokong, Masters, I respect you as Holy Monks, which is why I am speaking to you nicely. Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for being impolite."

"The Imperial Jade Seal has been a symbol of Huaxia since ancient times. You are people outside the world; do you actually want to occupy the supreme treasure of our Central Plains?"

"Do you really think there is no one in our Central Plains?"

"Evil King, Yin Empress, why don't the three of us work together? As for whose hands the Jade Seal finally falls into, we will see who has the means."

Since these monks refused a toast only to drink a forfeit, Su Fan naturally wouldn't give them a good face anymore, speaking directly to the Yin Empress and the Evil King.

"Work together?"

The Yin Empress and the Evil King heard this. The latter was somewhat moved; he knew that if he relied on himself alone to fight Jingnian Zen Temple and the Four Holy Monks, it would not be so easy.

Don't look at how he just injured Liaokong; he had already used all his strength.

Liaokong was, after all, a half-step Grandmaster. If the other party were to fight back to the death, he would likely be injured, not to mention there were four other Holy Monks.

Four peak Grandmasters working together—even a Grandmaster would definitely not get any benefits.

If they worked together to seize the Jade Seal from Jingnian Zen Temple first, he would have more confidence when facing these two later.

He saw Zhu Yuyan's strength; she was at most a little bit stronger than Liaokong. But her state of mind was flawed, and she had forcibly practiced the Dao Heart Planting Demon Great Art, which had improved her strength.

But in his eyes, she was easier to deal with.

Only this young talent of the Yuwen Clan before him made him hesitate. However, he remained confident.

"Work together! Fine!"

Su Fan was not surprised that Shi Zhixuan agreed, because he knew Shi Zhixuan was a smart man. Cooperation was mutually beneficial; after all, no matter what, the strength of Jingnian Zen Temple and the Buddhist sect was the strongest.

Relying on one side alone was somewhat difficult.

After working together, as for which side the Jade Seal fell into, it would depend on their own means. And he was quite confident in his own strength and means.

It was also very favorable for Shi Zhixuan, so naturally, there was no possibility of him not agreeing.

Being able to obtain what he wanted at the lowest cost, Shi Zhixuan was of course willing to accept it. As for working with his enemies, he didn't care at all. Someone like him, who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals, didn't care about these things.

"Master! Agree to them first. When the time comes, our Yin Kui Sect will have the strongest strength, and there will definitely be no problem with the Jade Seal."

Wanwan also whispered a suggestion from the side.

"Fine!"

After Zhu Yuyan thought about it, she ultimately suppressed her anger and nodded.

Now that the three parties were working together, the pressure suddenly shifted toward Jingnian Zen Temple.

"Amitabha!"

The Four Holy Monks and Liaokong could only bite the bullet, because once they retreated, the blow to the Buddhist sect would be quite significant.

Especially when facing people of the Demonic Sect like the Yin Empress and the Evil King, they could not afford to give way.

"Sigh! I hope Benefactor Fan can return quickly."

Dixin thought secretly in his heart. Two Grandmasters, plus this young Grandmaster working together—their pressure could be imagined.

Fan Qinghui had already gone to invite Ning Daoqi.

If Ning Daoqi arrived, they would no longer be at a disadvantage.

"Make a move!"

Su Fan didn't want to create extra complications. Cihang Jingzhai hadn't appeared yet, and he already knew they had definitely gone to invite someone—none other than that disgrace of the Daoist sect. If Ning Daoqi came, plus Cihang Jingzhai.

At that time, it would take more effort.

Su Fan was clear about the Buddhist sect's strength; it was indeed very strong, even vaguely above the Daoist sect. During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the Buddhist sect developed in the north, and almost no one stopped it.

Southern Chen even became the base camp of the Buddhist sect.

The three made their move. Everyone had seen the strength of Zhu Yuyan and Shi Zhixuan.

And when Su Fan made his move, it was as if the earth shattered and the sky fell.

"Scram!"

A fierce tiger roared, its momentum like thunder, the sound waves rolling and terrifying to the extreme.

The Four Great Vajras were about to besiege him, but were shaken by this roar, their entire bodies trembling as if a giant rock were pressing on their chests.

Their blood and Qi surged, and the violent air waves blew the four of them back repeatedly.

This roar was even more terrifying than the Buddhist sect's Lion Roar Skill. If not for their deep internal energy, this roar would likely have shaken them to death.

The many martial monks behind them even covered their ears, falling to the ground and screaming.

"So strong!"

Even the martial arts experts a hundred zhang away had solemn expressions.

After the roar, Su Fan clenched his fists, his blood and Qi erupting suddenly, his entire person like a solar furnace.

Before the punch was even thrown, the Four Great Vajras felt the air become thin, as if it had been burned by something, and their breathing became rapid.

They looked at each other and rushed up in a hurry. They knew that once the other party threw this punch, it would definitely be of terrifying power that would shake the heavens and earth.

They no longer dared to underestimate the other party.

However, the four were fast, but Su Fan was faster. Once the punch momentum was unleashed, it was like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, blood and Qi forming Gang, Gang Qi condensing into form.

Under the blessing of divine soul power, a phantom resembling a fierce tiger pounced toward the four.

The Four Great Vajras were terrified, their expressions changing wildly at Su Fan's monstrous momentum.

With a boom, the heavens and earth changed color. The four were firmly locked on and could not escape at all.

So they could only grit their teeth and choose to fight head-on, the four of them erupting with all their power against that fierce tiger.

The collision of the two forces produced a heaven-shaking explosion, energy overflowing and a wild wind rising. Su Fan, however, was unaffected.

He stood there faintly.

Smoke and dust filled the air, broken stones flying through the sky. Four figures flew backward out of the smoke and dust, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air with a 'wah'.

The four's faces were like gold foil, their eyes lost.

They lay on the ground, their aura withered to the extreme.

"Hiss!"

"How is that possible?"

The Four Great Vajras, four super-first-class experts working together, couldn't take a single move from this Yuwen family youth.

The expressions of everyone present changed instantly. Originally, they all felt they had overestimated this person's strength; now it seemed they had misjudged him.

Heavily injuring four super-first-class experts in one strike—this was no longer an ordinary Grandmaster; he definitely had the combat power of a peak Grandmaster.

Especially the other party's martial arts, which were different from most martial arts in the martial arts world.

This also made everyone curious: what kind of martial arts did this person from the Yuwen Clan practice? The attack unleashed had no existence of True Qi.

"Is this the Prefect's strength?"

"So strong!"

As for Kou Zhong and the others behind Su Fan, they could perceive what kind of power the strike Su Fan just unleashed had.

Su Fan's punch, with the fierce tiger as the form and the divine soul as the intent, unleashed a punch power that was not weak. Even if a Grandmaster came to take it head-on, they would not get any benefits.

He had firmly suppressed the four's energy, making it impossible for the other party to escape his cage.

Moreover, the punch power was condensed to the extreme, not leaking beyond a zhang of the four—what terrifying control of power.

Outsiders only saw Su Fan injure four people with one punch, but they didn't perceive the power of that punch at all.

Only Shi Zhixuan, who was fighting the Four Holy Monks, seemed to perceive a trace and even turned his head to look at Su Fan specifically. ===== CHAPTER 118 =====