Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 444 Across China
Shuiyue thought that as a magician, Zheng Fan's physical strength was not much higher than that of a warrior.

He was surprised for a moment, but soon became excited.

Shuiyue looked at Zheng Fan, like a wolf seeing delicious food, "Boy, tell me why your physical body can cultivate so powerfully?"

After he finished speaking, he paused and said, "If you are willing to speak out, I swear I can spare your life!"

Shuiyue was sure in her heart that Zheng Fan must have learned some exercises.

Otherwise, how could it be possible for a sorcerer to cultivate his physical body to be almost the same as a martial artist.

I am extremely eager for this kind of skill that can make the body of the sorcerer so powerful.

I imagined how my strength would improve after I learned this technique.

Perhaps reaching the real divine realm is not too far away.

Zheng Fan listened to Shuiyue's words and sneered, "You are not qualified to practice."

What he said was true, what Zheng Fan practiced was the method of cultivating immortals, and at Shuiyue's current age, he couldn't practice it at all.

It's just that these words fell into Shuiyue's ears, but it changed a bit, and Zheng Fan was humiliating him, thinking that his strength and Zheng Fan's strength were not in the same world.

Shuiyue was angry in her heart, her eyes seemed to be burning with flames, she wanted to swallow everything up, she said sharply: "Boy, you have provoked me again and again, now I will torture you severely."

After he finished speaking, like a furious beast, his body turned into a bolt of blue lightning, leaving afterimages in the air, and rushed towards Zheng Fan quickly.

The light blue halo bloomed in the fists of the moon in the water, revealing terrifying energy fluctuations, and the void seemed to burst open, making bursts of booming noises.

Zheng Fan watched the moon in the water approaching aggressively, with a calm expression, and the crimson flame on his right hand, like a ball, was gently thrown out by Zheng Fan.

shake.

The moment the basketball-sized flame flew out of Zheng Fan's palm, it continued to split apart, forming dozens of small fireballs.

The little fireball moved quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it came to Shuiyue and surrounded it in the middle.

Shuiyue looked at this scene, her eyes were full of disdain, and she didn't pay attention to Zheng Fan's fireball at all.

Shuiyue didn't know how many times she had seen this kind of technique.

In the end, all the sorcerers were killed by him, without exception.

In Shuiyue's mind, Zheng Fan's fate is the same as that of those sorcerers, and there is no hope of surviving.

Therefore, Shuiyue directly ignored the flames surrounding her, and rushed out in one go.

When his body touched these flames, he failed to destroy them like before.

boom.

The black clothes on Shuiyue's body were ignited by the flames, emitting plumes of black smoke.

Even if the sky rains heavily, the flames on his body cannot be extinguished.

Seeing this scene, Shuiyue was puzzled, "What's going on?"

It was the first time he saw such a situation, and he would get angry.

When Shuiyue was puzzled, Zheng Fan flicked his right hand lightly in the air.

The other fireballs surrounding Shuiyue obeyed Zheng Fan's order and all bombarded Shuiyue.

Bang bang bang!
It was as if someone was setting off fireworks in the air, one after another.

Shuiyue wailed in pain, this was the first time he was crushed and beaten after he became famous.

The opponent who crushed him was still a young man in his twenties, which made him completely unacceptable.

Shuiyue didn't believe it, why didn't Zheng Fan use this method when he was in the Sun family's villa earlier.

Zheng Fan only started to use this method when he was in the sky.

"Ah!" Shuiyue made a loud noise, her eyes bloodshot from being too angry.

He clenched his fists tightly and looked at Zheng Fan with eyes full of resentment.

Immediately afterwards, the raindrops that were originally as big as peanuts changed amidst the roar of the moon in the water.

Every drop of raindrops has a strong destructive power, mercilessly falling on Zheng Fan's body.

Some raindrops fell directly on the ground, smashing the ground into a pitted appearance.

The five old men outside the Sun family's mansion looked at the raindrops falling from the sky, and they came with deadly attack power.

The five of them looked tense, and fled away one after another without any demeanor of a superior.

The five old men did not escape too far, and after they reached the safe area, they stopped escaping.

In their minds, Zheng Fan was already a dead person.

Next, as long as Shuiyue left, the Sun family would become their property.

During this wait, they even picked up their mobile phones and started contacting their clansmen, asking them to start robbing the Sun family's property.

It is necessary to occupy the Sun family's property in advance before the other four families.

Inside the Sun family mansion.

Sun Yutian's expression became more and more nervous.

He couldn't see the scene where Zheng Fan and Shuiyue were fighting fiercely in mid-air.

You can only see the raindrops smashing the ground out of potholes with powerful destructive power.

"Father, I'm afraid Mr. Zheng has already died in battle." Sun Yutian looked at everything in front of him and said in a trembling voice.

The more you face death, the more afraid you feel.

Listening to his father's words, Sun Hanyi shook his head and said, "Impossible, Mr. Zheng is so strong, how could he lose."

She has always firmly believed that Zheng Fan will not fail.

Although the moon in the water in front of him is indeed very strong, he is a strong man in the divine realm.

But this does not mean that Zheng Fan will definitely lose.

Listening to Sun Hanyi's words, Sun Yutian felt very irritable, and said listlessly: "Han Yi, there is nothing you can do if you don't admit it. No one can beat Shuiyue's strength."

Listening to Sun Yutian's words, Sun Xiaotian slapped him hard on the face, and said sharply: "The battle in the air is not over yet, so you think Mr. Zheng is dead?"

Sun Yutian received a slap from Sun Xiaotian, and the restlessness in his heart had just been more than half healed.

He lowered his head and whispered, "Father, I... I was wrong."

in the air.

Shui Yuetian's face was ferocious, and the veins on his forehead appeared like a little green dragon.

All the black clothes on his body were burned by the flames, and black smoke kept coming out.

Due to the relatively dark sky and the extreme distance from the ground, it is difficult to distinguish them.

"Boy, I... I'm not finished with you." Shui Yuetian endured the pain of being burned, and said angrily: "Even if I die, I will drag you in."

While he was speaking, he raised his hands that were burned by the flames, and ran to Zheng Fan's position, ready to use his strongest method.

Zheng Fan looked at Shui Yuetian, who was as humble as an ant, and said in a cold tone: "With your strength, you have been able to rule China for so many years?"

While he was speaking, he held a long white sword formed by condensed spiritual power in his hand, and when he tapped it lightly, there was a whistling sound.

The long sword of spiritual power pierced towards Shui Yuetian's heart.

(End of this chapter)