Chapter 143

"Come again!"

Bi Xuan's roar full of fighting spirit made the people around him furious.

Many of them had used all their strength to block the previous punch from that man, and some even suffered intense collisions, causing their internal organs to shift and sustaining internal injuries.

Come again? Wouldn't they be beaten to death alive by the opponent?

On the other side, Fu Cailin condensed his lifelong sword intent, and a flashing sword beam also broke that fist aura.

His figure didn't move; he used a clever force to break the surface, looking easier than Bi Xuan, whereas Bi Xuan had fought head-on.

However, in reality, his face suddenly turned pale; the fierce fist momentum in the opponent's fist aura caught him off guard, causing some backlash.

"Could this child have broken through again? Just how strong is he?"

"Could it be that he really has comprehended the secret of the Imperial Jade Seal?"

Those who knew Su Fan had their faces change wildly; the opponent had used only one punch to suppress the dozen or so of them until they couldn't breathe, and although it was just one punch, it had split into a dozen or so.

Everyone had almost used all their strength to receive it.

If this punch hadn't been dispersed, then who could have blocked it?

Many people faintly retreated; if they continued, they would really die.

They were only at the Master level and were simply no match for a Grandmaster.

Although the Evil Emperor Reliquary was good, wanting to extract the essence from it was not that simple.

Only some of the Sage Monarchs of the Demonic Sect throughout the ages knew.

Perhaps even if they were lucky enough to obtain it, they might be unable to absorb the power within to enhance their own cultivation.

Of course, there were also those who were unwilling to give up.

It was just that Su Fan wouldn't give them the time.

"Haha! Since you want it, this official will grant your wish."

"Take another punch from me!"

Clenching his five fingers, he smashed out fiercely, his blood-qi erupting, and his whole person was like a furnace; in this dark night, he seemed like a blood-red lamp.

The fist aura erupted accordingly.

This punch was like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami.

With this simple punch, everyone felt as if the sky had collapsed.

"Not good! Retreat quickly!"

Swish, swish...

When Su Fan clenched his fist, some people were already retreating wildly.

"Hahaha!"

Bi Xuan advanced instead of retreating, his whole body's True Qi igniting again, turning into a scorching sun, the light shining brightly; in this dark night, it was like broad daylight.

"Break for me!"

Taking a deep breath, Bi Xuan poured his body's True Qi into his palms; in an instant, the crimson True Qi turned into a fire dragon and soared into the sky.

The Red Dragon Ascends to Heaven.

Boom!

"The Trapped Dragon Ascends to Heaven, get down for me!"

Su Fan shouted sharply, his hands pressing down fiercely, and instantly the terrifying fist aura turned into a mountain that covered the sky and the sun, pressing down fiercely toward Bi Xuan's red dragon.

Roar!

Two terrifying forces collided abruptly in mid-air, the violent power seeming as if it would shatter the void.

A crack faintly appeared in the void, only to disappear instantly.

The earth-shattering loud noise and violent power triggered a tsunami-like air wave, surging toward the surroundings.

Crack, crack, crack!

The stone bridge on the Ba River could not withstand this force either, and it immediately broke from the middle; this stone bridge, which had stood for hundreds of years and undergone several major repairs, finally turned into rubble and fell into the Ba River with a splash.

Pfft!

Suddenly, Bi Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood, his robes scattered and torn, and on his chest was a blood-colored fist imprint.

"What a powerful fist aura!"

"This old man is defeated."

After speaking, he instantly gathered a breath of True Qi and flew rapidly toward the rear.

This abrupt flight also caused the dozens of figures around to be stunned for a moment, but soon, they also swished and followed in retreat.

Martial Venerable Bi Xuan was a Grandmaster, and in the martial arts world, he was originally a figure slightly superior to Ning Daoqi.

His Flame Sun Great Method was even more terrifyingly abnormal.

Who would have thought that after taking two punches from that man, he would be seriously injured, vomit blood, and flee?

Even Martial Venerable Bi Xuan had fled; did they still dare to stay?

"Amitabha!"

Several holy monks looked at each other, their eyes very solemn; they could feel that the man's strength seemed to have increased again.

In the battle at Jingnian Zen Temple, although the former had injured Shi Zhixuan, it was also relying on the power of the Imperial Jade Seal, which could be considered a clever trick.

But now, he had genuinely suppressed Bi Xuan.

Bi Xuan was such a proud person, yet he had admitted his defeat.

Such a person, if he came into conflict with their Buddhist Sect, would definitely be the greatest enemy of the Buddhist Sect.

Especially since this person was also a hegemon of one side and might become a king or emperor in the future, the threat to the Buddhist Sect was even greater.

At this moment, the holy monks didn't know what to do either.

In terms of personal martial power, the opponent could suppress the four of them; even if Liaokong had broken through to become a Grandmaster, he was still likely no match for him.

And relying on the army, the opponent was even less afraid.

What to do?

The holy monks couldn't figure it out and could only retreat first.

Zhu Yuyan was also a problem.

The opponent had obtained the Evil Emperor Reliquary; once she absorbed the essence inside, this person's cultivation might also increase, and by then, she might very well be the second Yuwen Chengji.

And these two both held hostile attitudes toward their Buddhist Sect.

The pressure suddenly surged significantly.

"Hehe!"

Watching everyone leave, Su Fan did not pursue them but instead stood there, feeling the trace of power lingering in the air.

"Sure enough, my idea was correct; the next step in martial arts is to integrate one's momentum and intent into one's Gang Qi."

"The power has indeed surged significantly; the fist aura has spirit, and the divine power is such."

This punch could open mountains, break water, and split the earth.

Su Fan felt that his attack had improved by more than seventy percent compared to before.

And this was just his initial attempt.

If the power had increased this much, then if his fist momentum were condensed even stronger and his comprehended fist intent were even stronger, wouldn't the attack be even more powerful when integrated into it?

It was just that comprehending this fist momentum and fist intent was also quite difficult; even for him, having practiced for so many years, it was only the surface.

"However, that Fu Cailin has indeed comprehended a trace of sword intent, and the sword beam he struck out was indeed very sharp."

"It's a pity he is too old and has already decayed."

Su Fan felt a trace of decay from the opponent's sword beam, unlike Bi Xuan, who still had the ambition to advance bravely.

The former no longer had that ambition.

He no longer posed any threat, and as he grew older, the opponent's sword beam would only become duller.

As for Bi Xuan, Su Fan actually thought quite highly of him.

Perhaps the opponent had a glimpse of that supreme Grandmaster realm, which was the Shattering of the Void.

Of course, whether he could succeed depended on his own fortune.

He let the opponent leave naturally because he was not afraid of the opponent's strength increasing.

Because he always believed that his own strength would increase even faster.

If only his own strength were increasing, then in this world, he would also lose that motivation, just like with Fu Cailin.

This was not what he wanted to see.