Xianhong Road

Chapter 323
There was a dead silence on the field, which formed an absolute contrast with the stormy lake water.

There were as many as a thousand monks watching the battle around the lake, and the scene was unprecedentedly grand.

At this moment, they were all staring at the lake that had not returned to calm, as if they were waiting for a result.

Bang!Bang!
Huge waves as high as ten feet fell one by one, and the lake kept tumbling, almost turning into a scourge, rushing towards us with its teeth and claws.

"Don't say it's not damaged at all, whether it can survive is a question..."

A monk in the concentration period sighed softly, breaking the dead silence.

Afterwards, the monks on the field went into a commotion, with shocked expressions on their faces, obviously deterred by the terrifying blow of the heavy magic weapon.

"As expected of an expert in the Foundation Establishment Stage, the blow just now was simply shocking. Even a small mountain would be razed to the ground."

Many low-level monks showed yearning and admiration.

The middle-aged man in brocade robe stood on the surface of the lake, with a smile on his face, secretly proud of himself.

The blow just now poured one-third of his mana into his body, and this charged blow has reached the limit and peak of what he can do.

Such a blow, in terms of destructive power alone, even faintly touched a high-level level.

During the foundation building period, if one does not have the top-grade defensive spiritual weapon to protect one's body, one will be doomed to suffer this blow.Even with a top-grade defensive spirit weapon, if one takes a terrifying blow from this heavy-duty magic weapon head-on, at least one will be seriously injured.

No one in the world of cultivating immortals would choose to do this for a heavy-duty magic weapon, not even high-ranking monks.

"what?"

At this moment, several foundation-building stage cultivators on the field let out a little gasp, and their spiritual sense penetrated into the lake, and they obviously found something.

Is he not dead?
There is a glimmer of expectation in the hearts of the monks.

Bang!
At this moment, a figure that does not touch a drop of water flew out of the lake, and stood lightly on the lake.

It was Yang Fan!

Yang Fan who looked intact!

Whoa!
There were more than 1000 monks on the field, and there was an uproar, and the result was unbelievable.

"how can that be……"

The middle-aged man in Jinpao looked pale, questioning and shocked, and the rest of the foundation-building monks also showed horror.

Not only that, even the senior Jindan who was spying secretly was quite surprised.

In front of this heavy-duty magic weapon with a charged blow, even a high-ranking person would choose to dodge.

"Jiang Daoyou is quite strong, the blow just now almost injured Yang."

Yang Fan cupped his fists and smiled.

"Are you really not hurt at all?"

The middle-aged man in Jin Pao obviously didn't believe it.

"Perhaps he suffered some internal injuries, which can't be seen on the surface... After all, it is a heavy-duty magic weapon. Even with the top-grade spiritual weapon protecting the body, the terrifying power can still be shocked into the body."

An older foundation-building monk analyzed.

"If you don't believe me, you can come and check my situation. As a pharmacist, how can Yang not even see this?"

Yang Fan said lightly.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man in Jinpao walked up to Yang Fan and put his hand on his shoulder.

Yang Fan let him check.

A moment later, the middle-aged man in Jinpao withdrew his hand, his face was pale, and his expression was even more horrified.

For a moment, he fell into silence, his expression gloomy.

"what happened?"

The monks on the field were a little impatient, and were very concerned about the final result.

After a long silence, the middle-aged man in Jinpao let out a long sigh: "Yang Yaoshi is indeed not injured. I checked just now, and he didn't even have the slightest internal injury."

"What! Is it really not injured, and it's not damaged at all?"

The rest of the foundation-building monks were horrified to the extreme.

To be able to do this, how strong is the strength?
In their thinking, it is impossible for someone under a high level to do this, even a monk who has established a foundation and completed the Dzogchen is no exception.

"Jiang Daoyou, you have verified it, and it is Yang's turn to make a move."

Yang Fan said with a half-smile, his words brought a kind of psychological pressure to the middle-aged Jinpao.

To resist such a blow, Yaoshi Yang's strength is simply unfathomable.

He even doubted that the other party might be a high-ranking powerhouse who came here to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

However, only Yang Fan knew that resisting the blow just now was extremely dangerous.

A heavy-duty magic weapon at the level of a top-grade spiritual weapon has turned into a huge monster like a hill. Not to mention anything else, the terrifying power alone is not something that a monk in the foundation period can handle.When he was hit by the giant hammer, Yang Fan was wearing the top-grade spirit armor, and there was a green grass armor on the surface to relieve the force. Even so, he was almost injured. This is not a lie.

At the critical moment, he used that force to fall into the water, and then lost half of the force.

Under such circumstances, Yang Fan managed to survive without any damage.It would be easy for Yang Fan if he was only slightly injured, but it was a bit difficult to get no damage at all.

Of course, even a slight injury is almost negligible to Yang Fan's abnormal physique, and he can recover in an instant.If not, he would not choose to bet in this way.

"How about it, Jiang Daoyou, are you ready?"

Seeing that the middle-aged man in brocade robe seemed hesitant, Yang Fan urged him.

"Yes, it's Yaoshi Yang's turn!"

All the monks around were excited.

The three of Tian Xingzhou also showed gratified and proud smiles. Yang Fan's strength was far beyond their imagination.

To be able to gain a foothold in the world of cultivating immortals in Kyoto and become the number one genius doctor, how easy is it?
"This..." The middle-aged man in Jinpao forced a smile on his face and said, "Yang Yaoshi is extremely powerful, and in the foundation building period, I am afraid that no one can beat him..."

He obviously wanted to admit defeat directly.

"Hmph, do you want to abstain from the battle?"

All the monks on the field were suddenly a little unhappy.

"Jiang Daoyou, it's not kind of you to do this. According to the bet, you attacked Yang Yaoshi, then it's the other party's turn. Don't tell me you made a move and just thought about it."

A monk in the foundation-building period sarcastically said: "If you really do this, you will only be ridiculed by your colleagues in the world of cultivating immortals."

The middle-aged man in Jinpao looked extremely ugly, but his heart was awe-inspiring. If he gave up now, he would never be able to raise his head and be a man in Xiuyu Pavilion in the future.

"Alright, Yaoshi Yang, you can make a move now!"

Gritting his teeth in the brocade robe, he motioned to Yang Fan.

After finishing speaking, he immediately sacrificed a shield, injected the remaining mana, and condensed a defensive light curtain with the pattern of an ancient shield in front of him.

Even so, he didn't feel at ease, so he condensed a layer of defensive shield.

"Then I'll do it!"

Yang Fan spread out his palm, and with a grip, a green ruler appeared.

This thing is a high-grade attack spirit weapon.

To deal with the middle-aged man in Jinpao, he still doesn't need top grade spiritual weapons and more powerful trump cards.

shuh~
Yang Fan waved the blue ruler in his hand, and in an instant, the air trembled, and a phantom-like layer of three-color aura swept across the linear space between him and the middle-aged man in the brocade robe.

After possessing the advanced soul realm of Jindan, Yang Fan can exert [-]% of the power of the Sanling Ruler.

And in an instant, the three spirit rulers took away a quarter of his mana, which is absolutely impossible for low-level monks.

At this time, the middle-aged man in Jinpao was still pouring mana.

"Ah, so fast!"

The complexion of the middle-aged man in Jinpao changed drastically, and he couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

bang-

The next moment, he was hit by layers of three-color aura and submerged in it.

Click!

The defensive light curtain with the ancient shield pattern shattered.

Then, there was another "click", and a layer of cracks appeared on his middle-grade defensive spiritual weapon, which was forcibly torn apart by that terrifying force.

puff!

In the end, his defensive shield was pierced, and he let out a muffled groan.

Those layers of defense are like paper.

With a scream, the middle-aged man in Jinpao broke dozens of ribs and was sent flying. He even vomited three mouthfuls of blood in mid-air, his face was as pale as paper.

Seeing that he was about to die here, his face was full of despair.

Swish!
Seeing that the situation was not good, Yang Fan swung most of the green ruler and suddenly turned around, canceling half of its power.

thump!
The middle-aged Jinpao fell into the lake, and there was no movement for a while.

"Hurry up and save Senior Jiang!"

The monks in the Hundred Attic reacted, and immediately several monks in the Concentration stage went into the water and salvaged the middle-aged man in Jinpao.

After landing, the middle-aged man in Jinpao had a faint breath, and was on the verge of death, and his injuries were extremely serious.

"This injury...I'm afraid I won't survive."

An expert in the Foundation Establishment Stage came over to take a look and sighed softly.

The other two foundation-building masters from Baigelou rushed over. When they saw this scene, their faces were gloomy, but they didn't dare to attack.

They have also seen Yang Fan's strength, even if they fight together, they are not opponents.

"Let me do it," Yang Fan flew over and put his hands on the middle-aged man in Jinpao.

After a while, the internal injury of the middle-aged man in Jinpao was controlled by Yang Fan, and he began to stretch his tendons and bones.

After half a cup of tea, Jin Pao's middle-aged man regained his blood color.

In less than half an hour, Yang Fan stood up, clapped his hands, and said lightly: "It has been cured."

"What? Healed!"

The monks around were stunned.

"Who is he? There is such a rejuvenation magic?"

Someone got curious.

"Thank you Yaoshi Yang for your rescue. He is worthy of being the number one genius doctor in Kyoto. Jiang is convinced and ashamed of himself."

The middle-aged man in Jinpao bowed to Yang Fanchang, but he didn't feel ashamed.

In the face of this level of strength, it is difficult for any strong man in the foundation building period to challenge him.

"Fellow Daoist must abide by the bet just now." Yang Fan had a gentle face.

"From today onwards, as long as Jiang is here, the 'Hundred Pavilion' will not have any plans against Tianxing Pavilion."

The middle-aged man in Jinpao declared with a serious face, loudly.

"What! Is he the number one miracle doctor in Kyoto?"

"I heard that he is now one of the owners of 'Tianxing Pavilion'..."

All the monks on the field discussed one after another.

The number one genius doctor in Kyoto!

All the monks looked stunned, no wonder they have such supernatural powers, and they are such big men.

After a while, a turmoil finally ended, and Yang Fan and others returned to Tianxing Pavilion.

"Yang Yaoshi, you rescued us twice, and my three brothers, Tian Xing Zhou, can't repay you. How about this, I will share [-]% of the assets and profits of 'Tian Xing Pavilion', and hand it over to you."

Boss Yuan was inexplicably moved.

Yang Fan smiled lightly, but did not refuse the kindness.

In the next half day, all the high-ranking officials of Xiuyu Pavilion came to ask to see Yang Fan.

After learning that Yang Fan is the big boss of Tianxing Pavilion, the high-level officials of these forces expressed their willingness to protect Tianxing Pavilion in the future and prevent it from being touched by any forces.

For this, Yang Fan thanked them one by one.

At this time, he deeply realized the role of fame.

After staying in Xiuyu Pavilion for a day, Yang Fan drifted away.

Strangely, his next destination was not Wuliu Town, nor Yangjiabao.

He actually flew towards the wilderness in the north of Xiuyu Pavilion.

That is the direction of the Nine Serenity Secret Realm and the Nameless Forest.

(Second update, the last day of 2010, don't waste the monthly pass. Well, by the way, I will book the guaranteed monthly pass for the first day of 2011. I also wish you a happy new year.

PS: Hmm... By the way, there will be an update in the early hours of the morning, and there will definitely be an update tomorrow, at least three more!As for whether there will be more explosions, it depends on the monthly pass, hehe. . . )
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