Pure Yang!

Chapter 140: Feng Pingan, the Lord of Scorched Earth and Fire! Zhang Fan is so terrifying now

The blazing flames shot up into the sky, stirring up dark clouds.

Such a violent explosion razed the surrounding houses to the ground, turning them into ruins in an instant. The shockwaves covered an area of ​​800 meters, and the sound could be faintly heard five kilometers away.

The rising smoke and dust instantly attracted all the experts stationed in the surrounding area from Jiangnan Province.

"Everyone, rush to area [D].

A hurried voice was heard from the intercom, and at the same time, a man in a Taoist robe with a faint scar between his brows flashed into the blocked old residential area.

"Zhao Yao, what was that just now?"

At the same time, three figures appeared behind the man in Taoist robes like ghosts. Their auras were equally powerful, their true yang was blazing, and they were pure and unified. At this moment, they were finally no longer hidden.

As high-level warriors trained by the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance, even they felt a little bit of fear when faced with the explosion just now.

"I don't know... but one thing is certain... that should be the source of stealing dragon energy..." Zhao Yao gritted his teeth.

Yujing City is located at the source of all the water dragons in the world. It steals the dragon's energy and steals the secrets of heaven. If such means existed in ancient times, the person would be hidden in the city and be dangerous, and must be a demon.

"You'll find out when you get there." Zhao Yao said in a deep voice.

The four great masters, with their figures as thin as a line, passed through the alleys of the secluded residence and flew towards the direction of the Zhang family's old residence.

"Everyone, can you please stay for a moment?"

At this moment, a disrespectful voice sounded at the entrance of the alley. At the same time, a slightly hunched man, pushing a pancake stall, blocked everyone's way.

"Get out of the way!" Zhao Yao raised his eyebrows and shouted sternly.

"Tsk tsk... Xiao Zhao, I haven't seen you for many years. You have become a high-level practitioner... You must be very respected in the Taoist Alliance these years."

Feng Ping'an wiped his greasy hands on his dirty apron, untied the strings and put it away.

"Huh? Who are you?"

Zhao Yao was stunned for a moment. His eyes were fixed as he looked at the plain-looking pancake vendor in front of him. He felt that he looked somewhat familiar.

"No matter who you are, the Dao Alliance is in charge now, get out of here immediately."

At this moment, the woman in white clothes spoke next to her. She was the only female among the four great masters.

The explosion just now was so horrifying. If we don’t rush there in time, God knows what terrible consequences and impacts will occur next.

At this moment, she had no time to think about the identity of the small vendor in front of her.

"Young man, you are just a little impatient and have too much anger!"

Rumble…

Feng Ping'an sighed softly, and just as he finished speaking, a horrifying flame shot up into the sky and instantly engulfed the woman in white.

"Ah ah ah..."

A tragic scream suddenly rang out, and everyone's faces changed slightly. Before they could react, the woman turned into a piece of charcoal and froze in place.

However, her painful moans still came out intermittently from the charred body, as if the charred body had become a cage that imprisoned her.

"This is……"

At this moment, Zhao Yao's expression suddenly changed, and some dusty memories seemed to be revealed in his trembling eyes, and a sense of fear arose spontaneously.

"you dare……"

Beside them, two top warriors could no longer sit still, and they suddenly became murderous and furious, ready to take action.

"Don't... don't do it... she's not dead..."

Zhao Yao quickly raised his hand to stop him, but beads of sweat the size of beans fell from his forehead. He looked at the ordinary pancake stall owner with trembling eyes.

"Xiao Zhao, you still have good eyesight... I'm not the kind of person who would kill someone just because of a disagreement..." Feng Ping'an grinned and chuckled: "I'm not a perverted murderer..."

"You're right!?"

"I... I don't know when you returned to Yujing City." Zhao Yao whispered, his eyes full of vigilance.

"Back? I don't remember leaving." Feng Ping'an chuckled and turned off the stove.

"Zhao Yao..."

At this moment, the two great masters behind him became anxious and hurriedly reminded him that no matter what the person in front of them came from, now was not the time to reminisce about the past.

"Please move aside." Zhao Yao gritted his teeth.

"Xiao Zhao, you still don't understand the situation."

Feng Ping'an rubbed his hands, and his slightly hunched body slowly straightened up. At this moment, he turned around completely and looked at the three high-ranking masters from the Taoist Alliance.

"With me here, no one can get through."

Rumble…

As soon as the words fell, everyone's faces changed suddenly, and they saw that the ground under their feet turned into scorched earth, and the eerie flames burned, and in an instant, it spread all around.

“Is this an exterior scene!?”

The eyes of the three great masters trembled, their souls were illuminated, and they entered the external scene. At this moment, they seemed to have fallen into an endless purgatory. The pagoda was on fire, and the ground was scorched. The burning sensation made the true yang in their bodies seem to be burning.

"Who... who is he?"

"The external scene appears alive, the pressure from the primordial spirit is so terrifying!?"

The two high-ranking masters looked at each other in disbelief. Since they entered the [High-ranking Master] level, they had never encountered such aggressive fear.

"Xiao Zhao, come to think of it, you followed me for a period of time. We haven't seen each other for so many years, do you want to try your skills?" Feng Ping'an raised his eyes slightly, grinned, and revealed a cruel smile.

Zhao Yao clenched his fists, his clothes already soaked with sweat.

So many years have passed, but facing the man in front of me, that feeling of powerlessness and oppression is still there.

“Back off…”

At this moment, an old voice sounded faintly, echoing in the scorched earth scene.

At the same time, a wrinkled palm fell on Zhao Yao.

"President...President..."

Zhao Yao turned his head and saw an old man standing there. He was wearing a long robe and had a Taoist look. It was none other than the president of the Jiangnan Provincial Taoist Alliance, Lou Hechuan.

"President, we..."

The other two masters saw this and quickly spoke up as if they had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Of course you are no match for him..."

Lou Hechuan walked slowly in front of Zhao Yao, his eyes fixed on the man in the alley.

At this time, the smile on Feng Ping'an's face gradually faded.

"He is the former vice president of the Jiangnan Provincial Dao League..."

"Lord Jiaotu Yan, Feng Ping'an!" Lou Hechuan whispered in a low voice, with murderous intent flashing in his turbid eyes.

"Long time no see, Mr. Lou!"

Feng Ping'an's eyes darkened slightly, and a flame was clearly visible behind him, rising about ten feet above the ground.

……

At this time, the Zhang family's old house had already been razed to the ground.

There were ruins everywhere and in a huge deep pit, the strange stone statue slowly emerged before everyone's eyes after the smoke and dust dissipated.

"The leader of all spirits, the master of all laws!"

"The throne of the Great Spiritual Sect King? What kind of god is this? How come I have never heard of it? An evil god of lewd worship?"

"There is no fragrance but there is fire... Did they steal the dragon energy from Yujing and turn it into incense to worship this statue? "

At this moment, many surprised eyes fell on the clay sculpture.

Among those present, there were disciples like Xu Zhixia who came from an ancient Taoist family, as well as masters like Ma Buting and Sui Chunsheng who had joined the Taoist Alliance with a legitimate family background... They were extraordinary in their knowledge and what they knew was beyond that of ordinary Taoists, but the strange clay statue before them made them all fall into surprise and doubt.

Stealing the dragon's breath to create incense, molding clay to create a deity! ?
I have never heard of such means!
"The throne of the Great Spiritual Sect King? Is this what my father left in the old house?"

At this moment, only Zhang Fan's mood was different from others. He looked at the clay statue with his eyes trembling, and he couldn't help but feel an extremely wonderful feeling.

At this moment, he seemed to be looking at Zhang Lingzong, and also seemed to be looking at himself.

His soul was restless and about to burst out, as if it wanted to escape from this original body and enter the strange clay statue.

"What the hell is this!?"

Zhang Fan guarded his heart and suppressed his mind.

At this point, everyone knew that no matter what this clay statue was, it contained the truth of this investigation, the source of the chaos, and the destination of the dragon energy.

"Now I will..."

At this moment, Ma Buting spoke. He was a member of the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance and was currently the most powerful person here, so he naturally had to take charge of the overall situation.

"Now I will take over this clay statue."

However, before he could finish his words, a disrespectful voice sounded and interrupted him.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and looked in the direction of the voice, and saw Zhang Fan slowly walking out from the corner.

"you!?"

Ma Buting was stunned for a moment. At this moment, even Sui Chunsheng and Zhan Xinyue felt a little surprised.

"This thing must be a lewd worship of the evil god, a first-rate heretic..."

Zhang Fan spoke softly, looking like a demon slayer.

"For everyone's safety, I'll be in charge of this thing for the time being."

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, and the huge open space fell into complete silence.

"You mean to say that you have the highest level of cultivation here and are not afraid of the evil gods?" Zhou Miaoyu sneered.

"That's what I meant."

Zhang Fan grinned and chuckled. His originally gentle gaze suddenly became sharp, sweeping across everyone like a knife.

"Zhang Fan... Is he really Zhang Fan?"

At this moment, Xu Zhixia's eyes were a little dazed. After not seeing each other for several months, she found it difficult to connect the Zhang Fan in front of her with the Zhang Fan she had been with day and night for nearly four years.

He was low-key and silent just now, but in a blink of an eye, his words were as sharp as a knife and his movements were as abrupt as a sword.

This is completely different from his previous personality.

The most important thing is that the people he is facing are not ordinary people, especially Ma Buting...

"What a big tone! I just want to see how you handle things."

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly rang out, as loud as the beating of drums.

hum...

Almost at the same time, Ma Buting shot out like a cannonball. The terrifying force blasted a deep pit where he was originally standing. In an instant, he appeared in front of Zhang Fan. The speed was so fast that it was jaw-dropping.

Rumble…

In a flash, before everyone's eyes even had time to move, a punch packed with mighty true yang smashed into Zhang Fan's chest.

Bang...bang...bang...

At this moment, everyone was in a trance and only heard a heavy sound, like a heartbeat, like thunder.

"This is……"

Xu Zhixia's pretty little face trembled slightly, and she saw Zhang Fan's chest heaving violently. The terrifying true yang was like a flood bursting through a dam, gathering together and actually blocking Ma Buting's sudden punch.

Rumble…

The two figures collided violently, and the aftermath caused a violent gust of wind.

"The canopy canopy, the nine-yuan evil boy."

"Wuding Dusi, Gao Diao Beiweng."

……

At this moment, a loud curse resounded in everyone's ears, with a mysterious and powerful aura.

"The Taoist method has been passed down for tens of millions of years, and the North Sky Emperor is the first to kill!"

"Is this... the Tianpeng Curse!?"

Xu Zhixia's eyes trembled. She couldn't believe it. The Beidi Method, known as the best killing method of Taoism, and the Tianpeng Curse, which had been lost since the great calamity of Taoism, actually appeared in Zhang Fan's hands! ?

"how come?"

At this moment, a huge wave rose in Xu Zhixia's heart.

The Zhang Fan I had lived with day and night for four years, the gentle and low-key Zhang Fan, the ordinary Zhang Fan...

Everything seemed to be torn to pieces at this moment under the mighty and discontinuous Tianpeng divine spell.

After many twists and turns, when we meet again, I am still myself, not myself anymore.

Xu Zhixia knew that the Zhang Fan she saw at this moment was the real Zhang Fan, a Zhang Fan who possessed Taoist magic and had such terrifying cultivation.

Rumble…

A ray of blood surged, and three parts of evil spirit condensed. Then, a phantom of a tooth appeared in Zhang Fan's hand. The fangs were as fierce as knives, and the mighty power was fierce and terrifying.

"Tian Peng Fang!"

In the distance, Li Gaoyang's gold-rimmed glasses were about to fall off. He never dreamed that... Xu Zhixia's unknown ex-boyfriend was originally thought to be just an ordinary person who grew up in the slums.

But at this moment, the methods displayed by Zhang Fan made him feel a little creepy.

That is the Beidi method.

That is the Tianpeng Curse.

"Don't leave once you're here."

Zhang Fan's arm swung like a spear and suddenly grabbed Ma Buting who was about to retreat. The latter reacted instinctively, and his powerful true yang surged and spread throughout his body in an instant.

hum...

At this moment, Tianpeng Ya suddenly appeared, Taiyin became evil, and turned into a fierceness, like a sharp blade, easily breaking Ma Buting's true yang, and the sharp murderous light pierced the opponent's shoulder, and scarlet blood gushed out.

"it is good……"

Ma Buting felt a pain and his face changed suddenly. Suddenly, his shoulders shook violently, his bones trembled, and the gushing blood stopped suddenly.

"It's not over yet!!"

At this moment, Zhang Fan was like a maggot attached to the bone, following him like a shadow. He lowered his right hand, and the Tianpeng Fang pierced into Ma Buting's chest...

At the same time, a big hand fell down, like a shadow, directly covering the opponent's face. The terrifying strange force suddenly pressed down, smashing the opponent directly into the ground, and smashed a big hole. The scattered smoke and dust were mixed with the pungent smell of blood.

"Oh my god... this... this is too cruel."

The huge open space was completely silent, and everyone's eyes were wide open with awe in them.

Especially Xu Zhixia, she seemed to no longer recognize Zhang Fan in front of her.

"Now, this clay statue is in my custody..."

Zhang Fan didn't even look at them, turned around, and swept an indifferent look over the crowd. His tone became soft again, and he asked in a democratic manner.

"I've finished speaking, who's in favor and who's against?!"

(End of this chapter)