287: C287 The Foundation of the Eight Fist Palace

C287 The Foundation of the Eight Fist Palace

"This... How is that possible? "

Not to mention people like Quan Hai, who faced him directly.

Even Quan Shan couldn't help but smile.

He never thought that there would be someone that could be so strong, to be able to kill over a dozen of his peak Eight Fist Palace in a single move.

"Who exactly are you?"

Quan Hai finally started to panic.

He never thought that he, who was still an expert of Manifestation Stage, would actually still be like this.

"The person who killed you."

Qin Fann looked at Quan Hai as if he was an outsider.

Zuo Ci did not hesitate. With a crane cry, he sent out a few more wind blades.

What Quan Hai practiced was fist fighting technique, Tyrant Fist.

Tyrant Fist was the word 'tyrant'. It was extremely domineering and unparalleled.

The fist power produced waves of ripples in the air. Several punches finally dissipated the two wind blades, but even so, the more Quan Hai fought, the more shocked he was.

His fist power was exceptionally fierce. However, he also clearly knew that his own fist power had stopped. And right in front of him, there was still a wind blade flying over like a crane.

The faint cry of a crane was like the cries of hell, shaking his already unstable mind.

Quan Hai didn't stop and immediately took a step back and grabbed an elder beside him.

"Quan Hai, you dare …"

He was a member of the Zong Clan of the Seven Families, and he was only aware of Quan Hai's strength. However, in the current situation, he couldn't care about anything else.

However, Quan Hai didn't care about him at all. He directly grabbed it and threw it at the wind blade.

Sizzle...

The Elder was instantly chopped into two halves, but he didn't stop at all.

As if he had grown eyes, he continued to attack Quan Hai.

"What …"

Quan Hai was shocked.

He hurriedly retreated and turned around to see Vice Palace Master Zong Feixiao.

"Quan Hai?"

Zong Feixiao looked at Quan Hai's eyes. Within a short period of time, he already understood Quan Hai's thoughts. He wanted to run, but even though he managed to block the two wind blades, his internal injuries were too severe, and he couldn't move his legs at all.

"Go!"

Quan Hai grabbed Zong Feixiao and threw him towards the wind blades.

Bang...

A thunderous sound rang out as the immortal crane like wind blade directly collided with Zong Feixiao before directly exploding into pieces.

Zong Feixiao's cultivation was much higher than that of the previous elder, so his body was naturally even more tyrannical.

Zuo Ci was aware of the power of his Wind Blade, and was even more wary of Quan Hai's ruthlessness.

"I can't let you stay."

Saying that, he sent out a few more wind blades. This time, they did not target anyone else, but all of them charged towards Quan Hai.

"Crap!"

Quan Hai retreated quickly. Behind him were a few corpses and two severely injured elders.

This time, Quan Hai was much more proficient. Using both hands, he directly threw those corpses and the two elders towards the wind blades. It seemed that he had calculated it well, and when all the shields were used up, there was even a wind blade.

Puff … -

He spat out a mouthful of blood, but Quan Hai was decisive and directly withstood the wind blade. Borrowing the huge force of the wind blade, he actually jumped a distance of seventy to eighty feet.

"Humph!" You want to run? " Zuo Ci let out a cold humph and was prepared to charge forward.

"Forget it, he won't run."

Moreover, he had also understood the topography of Quan Shan before. The Eight Fist Palace was located in the middle of Quan Shan's abdomen, and there were shining cliffs on all four sides. Furthermore, they were tall enough to pierce the clouds and enter the Eight Fist Palace, so even a martial artist with the ability to fly would not be able to fly out.

Only then did Zuo Ci remember that there were still a few survivors.

"Asgard Mistress … Asgard Mistress, save me! "

"Mistress, I beg of you, please spare me!"

"It was all forced on us by Quan Hai! We don't want to rebel! "

When they saw Zuo Ci look over, the remaining few elders immediately ran away in fright.

At this moment, they saw Zuo Ci and Qin Fann as Quan Shan's helpers, so they naturally kowtowed to Quan Shan and begged for mercy.

How could Quan Shan not know what these people were thinking? However, he was not completely confused. These two monsters, he didn't even know where they came from!

However, Qin Fann's expression was one of impatience.

Zuo Ci understood his emperor's temperament. Seeing his expression, he threw a few wind blades at their necks.

Pah pah pah pah …

Blood spurted out from the headless neck and hit the tree trunk that was over ten meters tall.

"Let's go!" Quan Hai should be ready, let's go kill him, and also kill this Eight Fist Palace. Right, you don't have any objections, right? "

Qin Fann said. When he said the last sentence, he turned around and looked at Quan Shan, who was lying lifelessly on the ground.

Quan Shan was stared at by Ye Zichen and didn't know how to reply.

"Forget it, asking you is useless."

After he finished speaking, the horse below him began to move forward leisurely.

The first thing Quan Hai did when he returned to Eight Fist Palace was to ring the alarm bell.

Countless disciples began to gather as the hall masters began to hand in missions. In response to such a crisis, every sect would always have some practice.

Quan Hai rushed into the Inner Palace without stopping, among them were a dozen or so seniors who were in closed-door training, these were people that their Eight Fist Palace s could establish a foothold in.

Since Quan Shan became the palace master, this place had been sealed for dozens of years. The entire high ranking Eight Fist Palace s were all guessing, perhaps there were already a few strong Manifestation Stage practitioners among the Supreme Elders in the inner palace.

That was a genuine Manifestation Stage.

When he opened the door of the inner palace and saw the six Supreme Elders walking out, his originally apprehensive and frightened heart immediately calmed down.

Six, within the Eight Fist Palace, there were actually six true experts of the Manifestation Stage.

Surprised and surprised, he actually felt a trace of fear.

"What is it? How dare you wake us up from our seclusion?"

"Where's Quan Shan?" Why don't you see him? "

A mighty voice resounded. The one who spoke was an old man with a head full of white hair and a long white beard.

Quan Hai quickly told the whole story, including Quan Shan's story.

As expected, the moment the six people heard Quan Hai's words, they were enraged.

"My Eight Fist Palace was established more than two hundred years ago, but today, someone has actually bullied us."

"Big Brother, I'll go and get his head for you right now."

"Humph!" "You reckless fool."

Not only was the white-haired old man excited, but the other five were also eager to give it a try. It was clear that they had been in closed-door training for many years, and were all preparing to slaughter everyone around them.

At this time, outside Eight Fist Palace, Qin Fann, riding his little white horse, had already arrived.

At this moment, Zuo Ci still felt that there were a few more forces inside that he shouldn't underestimate.

What made him curious was that he initially felt that his strength was on par with those few people's, but with the appearance of those six waves of energy, he felt that his strength had unexpectedly risen by several levels.

"Young Master?"

He was really scared, and everything that had happened since he arrived surprised him.

The originally terrifyingly powerful strength had actually increased by so much.

From what he knew, the only person who could possess such incredible means was his Majesty.

Because he was too shocked, he even reverted back to how he used to be called.

"What's wrong?"

"There are six streams of power inside, all much stronger than the previous person."

Qin Fann was shocked. Luckily, this young master had used such overconfidence, otherwise, he would really be courting death.

"You should be fine, right?" Although it was a question, there was a sense of certainty in his tone.

"It really is Young Master."

When Zuo Ci heard that, he immediately knew what was going on inside his body.

"En!"2

"Alright, go and slaughter them."

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