1656: C1656 Hand Tearing!

C1656 Hand Tearing!

Yang Qing!

As the last two words came out of his mouth, Meng Fan's eyes flashed with a trace of intense grief.

Yet another beauty had left him, causing him to once again feel this exceptionally powerless feeling. And what he could do was to pursue Yang Qing's hatred to the end.

Regardless of the bloodline's attitude, regardless of whether it was Yang Family's attitude or not, to Meng Fan, Yang Qing was his friend, a friend that he could make friends with. Thus, his hatred towards his friend was enough for him to do something, such as … make the Imperial Sect completely disappear.

In the battle back then, Zhang Qixian, Yuehan, Imperial Sect and many other high ranking members all died. In fact, the entire Imperial Sect was already famous for its existence, with a majority of the casualties.

It had to be said that the trump card the Imperial Sect had this time was not right. It had been placed on Zhang Qixian, and he chose to fight against Meng Fan. Under Meng Fan's bloody measures, not a single member of this hitman group, which had been passed down throughout the ages, survived.

However, if Di Feng was here, then the entire Imperial Sect would undoubtedly burn endlessly, and spring wind would rise again.

Di Feng was a Half Step Into the Celestial King Stage expert. With a wave of his hand, he could have a large number of followers at any time.

Therefore, the moment Meng Fan saw Di Feng, the killing intent in his heart had been completely settled. He brazenly rushed forward just to kill him!

With his entire abdomen pierced by Meng Fan, an endless pain assaulted him, causing Di Feng's face to contort at this moment. His gaze met Meng Fan's and he let out a roar from his throat.

"Meng Fan... I never thought that you could really reach such a level, and could really become a tyrant! My Imperial Sect have been very meticulous over the years, but I didn't think that there would be a single mistake, and it was actually … They all lost! "

His tone was filled with a complex feeling.

When he first heard the name Meng Fan, the latter was just a young generation with potential in this world.

In Di Feng's eyes, Di Feng was nothing more than an ant that he could crush at any time. It wasn't worth paying attention to.

So when Di Feng let Yuehan and the others take action on their own later on, he was even more confident that, by relying on the resources and methods of the Imperial Sect, he could nurture a person even more terrifying than Meng Fan, which was Zhang Qixian.

But unexpectedly, in the current two thousand years, Meng Fan had already reached such a state. Not only did he completely lose his Imperial Sect, he even killed himself today.

This kind of feeling made Di Feng's heart feel like it was being struck by a bottle of spices. It was extremely complicated.

However, it was too late for any of his thoughts. At that instant, Meng Fan had already madly attacked and his methods were extremely ruthless. As he flicked his finger, his other hand threw out another punch.

His fist was like lightning and it almost made Di Feng despair. Currently, Meng Fan was fighting with his physical strength, and with his complete physical strength, he was still fighting against Di Feng who was a half cripple, and the previous clash was without a doubt an increase in strength. Under the current situation of close-combat, Di Feng being able to guarantee that he would not be completely crippled was already not bad.

If it was the previous trap, if he had killed Meng Fan earlier, if he had discovered this beforehand … Countless remorse appeared in Di Feng's eyes. Unfortunately, there was no 'if' in all of them.

Boom! *

Di Feng's head was crushed once again by Meng Fan!

Half-step Celestial King, his head was shattered twice, this was … What sort of ability was this?

From the beginning till the end, Meng Fan had always been one stage higher than Di Feng, but the other party had long since stepped into the Half-step Celestial King, existed for countless ages, but was continuously beheaded by him.

Perhaps such a scene was rarely seen in the entire world. Only a true heaven-shaking emperor, who seemed to have been destroyed, would be able to witness such a situation when the heavens were rising up.

The latter was worthy of being called the first Heaven's Pride of the golden era. He went against the heavens and fought his way out from the mortal world. He had done what only a few people in ancient times could do.

His body exploded and blood splattered everywhere!

In an instant, the entire world was dyed red with Di Feng's fresh blood. The latter's soul turned into a ray of light and flew out from his body.

"Subdue!"

Meng Fan was expressionless as he spat out each word.

Now, he would not give Di Feng any means of escape. With a single word, it was like a law and the entire world was locked down by him. An enormous cauldron figure appeared, sealing even the mountains and rivers.

Even if it was Di Feng's soul, he wouldn't be able to escape!

"Meng Fan, I never expected you to have such an opportunity. I, Di Feng, will die in your hands in the end, haha..." However, do not be complacent, believe that before long, you will also come down with me. The hall master is at the last layer of seal and once they break through, they will definitely kill you, causing you to disappear without a trace. The person you are protecting will also die, and he will die in a very ugly manner … "

Di Feng's voice resounded through the entire world. It came from his soul. Without a physical body, his soul was like rootless duckweed that could be killed by Meng Fan at any time.

However, Meng Fan's body took a step forward and there was only indifference. With a swipe of his hand, he had sealed Di Feng's soul.

With one palm imprisoning him, Wu Tie's strength began to circulate as he directly began … The tearing of the hand was a true tearing of the hand. This method was more painful than tearing of the body, but Meng Fan was currently facing the Half-step Celestial King. The pain of his soul being split apart was like being immersed into water, unable to be pulled out.

"Ah!

Di Feng's miserable howl resounded throughout the world, and it did not affect Meng Fan's movements in the slightest. Against the enemy, the latter was always an Asura, and every time his palm landed, it would split apart a part of Di Feng's soul. After seven or eight times, Wu Tie finally clapped his hands together and the large hand fell like a Great Buddha and completely shattered Di Feng's soul!

Boom!

One palm, shattered!

The leader of Imperial Sect, the leader of a formidable generation, had actually died in front of Meng Fan. His death had vanished like smoke into thin air, leaving not even a trace behind.

And with Di Feng's death, the last remaining pillar of the Imperial Sect fell. Most likely, the entire Imperial Sect would not even need to be crushed by Meng Fan a few years from now, and the remaining evils would completely disappear from this world. The Imperial Sect that Di Yu created would be destroyed just like that, in this long river of the world.

Meng Fan was expressionless as his palm fell. He was covered in blood and his eyes were filled with fear.

From the moment his Imperial Sect had become his enemy, until now, Di Feng had fallen. An ancient clan had died in the hands of Meng Fan, its descendants were all killed, but to Meng Fan, it was far from enough.

The tree was silent but did not know, if you are not strong, then your enemy is strong, then you will be able to taste that type of wound that melts into the marrow, this principle, is already very clear in Tianhan Mountain.

Meng Fan's gaze swept across the surroundings and fell upon the four ghosts. Now that they were entangled by a sparrow, a tortoise, and the others, they were unable to extricate themselves. They saw Meng Fan kill Di Feng with their own eyes, and all of them gnashed their teeth in hatred.

A moment later, the four ghosts roared out at the same time. Black Qi of Death surged out as they looked down at the sky, causing the entire sky to explode.

Boom!

Meng Fan, One Sparrow, One Turtle, and the others clashed with him, but after a short moment, several people were directly sent flying. These were the Four Great Half-step Celestial King after all, and even if they were severely injured, the power they possessed was too terrifying.

If it was a normal situation, Meng Fan and the others' actions would have been courting death. Only after they were tricked by Meng Fan did they come out to fight.

"Tsk tsk, Meng Fan, even if you can kill Di Feng, you will have to pay the price today. There is no need for the hall master to help you. We can let you die here!"

One of the old men from the four Western Wastelands let out a roar. His face became even more pale than before, as if he were a mummified corpse.

Previously, when Meng Fan and the rest were in their best condition, they had suddenly attacked, not giving them any room to breathe.

However, the situation for Meng Fan and the rest had passed, and each of them was heavily injured. Under this situation, they would not have much of an advantage left.

The four ghosts of Xiangxi were ancient monsters. Now that they had activated their secret art, their auras were even more powerful, giving them the feeling of a dead tree meeting spring. No one knew what sort of price they had to pay to gradually suppress their injuries in such a short period of time.

If this dragged on, perhaps in the time it took for half an incense stick to burn, they would give the four ghosts some breathing space. Then, Meng Fan and the others would die a more miserable death than having their bones shattered.

"Oh!"

Meng Fan's gaze swept across the four of them. He sneered and nodded.

"That's right, with four Half-step Celestial King, I can't do anything to you four. Instead, I want to be killed by you four!"

His tone was extremely sincere, causing the four ghosts of Xiangxi to be stunned. They looked at Meng Fan in surprise.

"What did you say?" Since you know about it, why aren't you courting death? "1

One of the old men replied.

Towards this, Meng Fan could only smile and shake his head. This kind of smile was filled with a kind of indifferent confidence and calmness.

"Perhaps you all do not know that one of us is missing a person to participate in the battle. His name is... God monkey! "

These words caused the Four Devils' hearts to jump, and they instinctively felt that something was amiss.

After a short moment, Meng Fan's voice spread throughout the entire sky. It was exceptionally cold.

"Indeed, we are no longer your match, but I feel that... True Devil Sparrow, Toad Fairy and the others should be pretty good opponents, enough to be together with you guys … A decisive battle! "

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