Chapter 687

"Are you human or demon?"

Zhang Yuan looked at Su Fan.

Even if a monster beast transformed into a human, its physical body couldn't be that strong; only a monster beast that had reverted to its original form could possess such a strong physical body, which would make sense.

His Golden Sun Arrow Talisman was a fifth-grade spirit talisman, and its power was even a few points stronger in attack than artifacts of the same grade.

As a result, it was just like that, pinched by the opponent's hand in a calm and relaxed manner.

Bang!

With a sound, Su Fan exerted force with his thumb, instantly crushing the arrow, which turned into origin energy and returned to the heavens and earth.

"Human or demon?"

Su Fan turned into a blur.

Bang!

In just an instant, he closed the distance, not using anything else, just kicking out fiercely.

Immediately, this person seemed to turn into a shooting star and flew backward.

The opponent was also experienced; the moment Su Fan disappeared from his sight, he made a response, directly releasing a defensive light screen in front of him.

As a result, just as the light screen was released, Su Fan's heavy foot arrived, carrying an unrivaled momentum, and smashed into it fiercely.

The force of over ten thousand tons directly kicked the light screen to pieces.

And this was still him holding back his strength; otherwise, with his exerted power, one hundred thousand tons would be easy, and smashing a mountain peak with a single punch would be no problem at all.

His punching power was comparable to a divine ability.

When physical strength reaches a certain level, it is also extremely terrifying.

In the mythical world, Yang Jian, the Erlang Shen who achieved sainthood through his physical body, was the number one among the third-generation disciples under the Yuxu Sect; you didn't see him using any divine abilities or spells, and the magic treasures in his hands, other than that three-pointed double-edged spear, were non-existent.

But his combat power was the strongest among the third-generation disciples.

He relied on the physical strength cultivated through the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art.

Moreover, in the mythical world, that Pangu was a peerless god-demon who used physical strength to execute the Law of Strength, suppressing the three thousand laws.

Therefore, physical strength, when cultivated to the extreme, is also extremely terrifying.

The "Nine Refinements Golden Body Art" that Su Fan obtained from the Swallowing Star World was a technique specifically for cultivating the physical body and was a town-clan technique of a human race in the universe.

Physical martial artists specifically polish their bodies, using extreme strength to dominate the universe.

This Nine Refinements Golden Body Art seemed to refine the physical body into a magic treasure.

Just Su Fan's current physical body alone was not inferior to some fifth-grade artifacts.

Resisting artifacts head-on alone was also no problem at all.

That was why he dared to resist the divine might of a fifth-grade spirit talisman with his bare hands.

At this moment, kicking the opponent's defensive spell to pieces was also a very normal thing.

Thud!

The next second, that Nascent Soul stage cultivator of the Shangling Sect fell heavily to the ground, smashing out a huge deep pit.

Cough, cough!

It must be said that a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, having experienced the tempering of two heavenly lightning tribulations, had at least exercised his physical body quite a bit.

Just from this blow alone, the opponent's physical body didn't shatter, but his internal organs suffered a huge impact.

Spitting out blood clots, Zhang Yuan looked at the cultivator above his head with a face full of fear; he was even more panicked in his heart.

Regardless of whether the opponent was human or demon, now he only knew that the opponent's strength was far above his own; facing the opponent, he actually had no power to fight back.

"Fellow Daoist! I admit defeat; this person is yours."

"I will leave right now!"

Unable to win, Zhang Yuan didn't want to fight for the Clear Water Ren Lotus anymore; he only thought about leaving safely and then finding a safe place to heal his injuries.

Just a single blow had severely injured him, and his internal organs were heavily damaged; if he didn't heal quickly, he would be in trouble.

"You want to leave now!"

The killing intent in Su Fan's eyes had already been revealed, so naturally, he wouldn't let go; he wasn't afraid of an enemy who was a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, but for the Su family, it was definitely a threat.

Since both sides had already become enemies, he didn't believe that if he let the opponent go, the latter would be grateful to him; in his heart, the opponent probably wished he could eat him alive.

"Too late!"

After Su Fan finished speaking, he acted again, not giving the opponent any chance at all.

He threw another punch, the pressure of which dominated the world, and an extremely overbearing divine might erupted along with it.

With his powerful physical strength, combined with the unrivaled fist intent he had cultivated in multiple worlds years ago, this punch felt to Zhang Yuan like a terrifying mountain pressing down on him.

Before it even got close, he felt the air solidify.

"Move!"

Zhang Yuan roared hysterically, yet the space seemed to be imprisoned, and he was completely powerless.

Boom!

With a roar, his physical body was instantly shattered, and his flesh and blood were vaporized in the high temperature of the air friction.

"Whoosh!"

But the next second, a palm-sized, illusory green little person flew out from the ground, flashing like lightning toward the distance.

Its speed was several times faster than before.

"Hmph! Can you escape?"

Su Fan sneered; he had long been prepared. Once the physical body is shattered and only the Nascent Soul remains, the speed will be faster, but the opponent was fast, and he was faster.

In just an instant, he caught up to the opponent, stretched out his palm, and pressed down fiercely, like a giant palm supporting the sky, enveloping the Nascent Soul.

It was as if it were the Five Finger Mountain, trapping the Nascent Soul tightly.

"Ah!"

Then the next second, Su Fan crushed the Nascent Soul.

He didn't do as other cultivators did, capturing the Nascent Soul and refining it; a cultivator's Nascent Soul is almost the evolution of a lifetime, and it is itself an energy body containing powerful energy.

Some cultivators specifically hunt Nascent Souls to use for cultivation.

However, Su Fan wouldn't take this path; after all, this Nascent Soul contained the cultivation path of another cultivator, and even if you extinguished the opponent's divine soul will, you still couldn't eliminate it cleanly.

It's just like the Star-Sucking Great Art in the martial arts world, which absorbs others' internal energy but can never perfectly fuse it with one's own.

This is the same.

Of course, there are also people who use this Nascent Soul for alchemy.

The Human Origin Great Pill is also a fifth-grade spirit pill.

Su Fan disdained it; this is equivalent to cannibalism.

If it were a monster beast, that would be fine; after all, humans and monsters are incompatible. Su Fan always maintained his humanity; he didn't want to become one of the many inhumane people in the cultivation world.

"He just killed him."

Seeing Su Fan solve a Nascent Soul stage cultivator so easily, Lu Qingshan, who was on the side, was also dumbfounded.

How long had it been? Excluding the verbal sparring, the actual time spent in battle didn't even last a cup of tea before it ended.

The total suppression made him even more curious about Su Fan's strength.

Regardless, this Shangling Sect member was at the peak of the first layer of the Nascent Soul stage, yet he couldn't last two moves in Su Fan's hands.

The former's strength was likely not at the early Nascent Soul stage; it was very likely he had reached the mid Nascent Soul stage, or even stronger.

Especially the fact that the opponent pinched a fifth-grade spirit talisman to pieces with one hand, he was also extremely shocked.

This was simply too unbelievable; how was this done?

How powerful was his physical body? All of this.

Lu Qingshan took a deep look at Su Fan before slowly walking to the side of the old ghost Shangguan.