gold coins."Kid, if you've got the guts, add some more!"He Changsheng glared harshly at Ye Bufan."Paying such a high price for a single pill Only an idiot would do that! I'm not adding!"Ye Bufan has..."Holy **, what the hell is going on"

This slap not only sent Han Tianhu flying, but also shattered the eyes of everyone present.

Three days ago, this young man slapped Han Tianlong. But that was different, Han Tianlong was only at the mid-stage of the Earth Rank and ranked last on the Dragon Ranking list.

And Han Tianhu now obtained the inheritance of the Heavenly Tempest Hall, that is a genuine Heaven Rank Great Accomplishment level master, the two are completely incomparable.

In this case, he was still slapped away. Just how strong is this young man

The hardest hit was Han Tianhu. He had originally received the inheritance and was full of confidence, believing he could secure a place for himself in the Dragon King's Palace with his cultivation.

I originally wanted to make a grand comeback, but I was beaten up like a dog the moment I made my move.

Now he's finally seeing clearly, realizing the strength of this young man before him, that he can't defeat him easily.

"Kid, I didn't expect you to have some skills."

Han Tianhu, though shocked, remained calm because he had not yet used the martial arts techniques passed down from the Heavenly Tempest Hall.

The inheritance is divided into two parts. One part helps him quickly improve his cultivation level, even ordinary people can reach the peak of the Heavenly Rank in one leap. The other part is martial arts.

Looking at the list of experts on the Dragon's Eye Leaderboard, each achievement represents a superior martial art, unbelievably powerful.

Ye Bufan glanced at him: "Use whatever abilities you have, don't wait until you die to complain to the King of Hell."

"What a conceited little brat, I'll show you what it means to wield inherited martial arts."

Han Tianhu let out a roar of anger, then raised his hand and threw a punch.

Everyone present was dumbfounded. Just now, Ye Bufan slapped them away with a slap, and the distance between the two of them was as far as 20 meters.

At this moment, his feet remained motionless. He simply flung a punch into the air with no power behind it, as if he were just playing around.

When everyone else was clueless about what was going on, Ye Bufan sensed something amiss. A sense of crisis surged up from within him, and he hurriedly circulated his protective true qi to shield himself.

And at that very moment, an invisible force struck him, landing with a thud against his chest.

That blow was powerful, sending him stumbling backward seven or eight steps. Luckily, his protective true qi shielded him, so he wasn't injured.

Even so, it was enough to shock everyone present.

Invisible and intangible, able to injure someone from afar with a single punch. What kind of skill is this

Seeing his attack land, Han Tianhu burst into laughter.

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He laughed heartily, his face beaming with pride.

"Well, how's that Have you tasted the power of my Phantom God Fist"

"The Shadowless Divine Fist, it truly lives up to its name. With such an invisible and intangible strike, how can one possibly defend against it"

"Such a long distance, someone can hit you but you can't fight back. You truly live up to the legacy of martial arts, it's really amazing..."

People were shocked by Han Tianhu's Wuxiang Shenquan. For ordinary people, this martial art with long-range attack capabilities was absolutely unbeatable.

Ye Bufan patted the chest that was struck, but his heart wasn't too nervous. He was caught off guard just now and got ambushed by the other party.

"Boy, I'll send you to the West Heaven right now."

Han Tianhu took two steps forward, let out a loud shout, and suddenly unleashed a shadowless divine fist.

Just when everyone thought Ye Bufan would be hit again, he slightly sidestepped and easily dodged the punch.

"Uh... what's going on It actually dodged it."

Han Tianhu was slightly taken aback. His Wuxiang Shenquan (Invisible God Fist) was intangible and formless, unlike ordinary boxing techniques that relied on fierce momentum. It relied entirely on internal force to injure the opponent.

After inheriting the martial art, he had countless times imagined how to defend himself if someone used this style against him. In the end, he realized there was no way to defend against it.

But right now, this young man actually dodged it! How is that possible How did he sense it

After the shock, he threw two more punches.

"Just some small tricks."

After two confrontations, Ye Bufan had already figured out the ins and outs of the opponent's Wuxiang Divine Fist.

Although it was dark energy, with a sweep of consciousness, one could still feel the fluctuation of that energy. Since one could capture the traces of the opponent, dealing with them would be simple.

He raised his hand and unleashed two punches, precisely blocking the incoming two Wuxing God Punches.

Like the style of martial arts "Wuying Shenquan," its greatest strength lies in its elusive and intangible nature. However, once you catch a glimpse of its movements, its attack power pales in comparison to conventional boxing techniques.

So the two fists met, easily broken apart.

“This is impossible, how could this be”

A flicker of panic flashed across Han Tianhu's eyes. This time, he obtained the inheritance of the Heavenly Tempest Hall, with one trump card being cultivation at the peak of the Heaven Rank, and the other being this Shadowless Divine Fist.

Now it seems that neither card is usable in front of this person. In terms of cultivation, this young man seems to be higher than himself, and his boxing techniques have been completely deciphered by the other party.

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In a panic, he hit out again and again, dozens of times, but they were all broken with ease.

"Feeling good after that Now take this punch!"

As they spoke, Ye Bufan had already arrived before Han Tianhu and suddenly punched out.

After reaching the peak of the Heavenly Realm, this punch had surpassed the sound barrier. The sharp sonic boom only reached him after the fist arrived.

Han Tianhu was shocked and dismayed. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late. He could only grit his teeth and meet the punch head-on.

Two masters at the peak of the Heavenly Rank clashed, their aura was astonishing. Their fists collided with a earth-shattering boom.

In the midst of billowing smoke, Ye Bufan stood there motionless, while Han Tianhu flew backwards like a kite with its string cut.

Han Tianhu began to spew blood from his mouth while still in mid-air. He realized that he was absolutely no match for the person before him, and any thoughts of revenge vanished. The only thought in his mind was to run.

After his feet landed, he didn't care about the injuries to his internal organs at all and immediately tried to run away.

It was too late. A gigantic foot appeared before him, kicking him to the ground with a deafening thud, then stomping on his chest.

Now the entire island was in an uproar, this scene had just happened three days ago, that's how Han Tianlong was trampled to death.

The same scene is playing out again, this time with the powerful Han Tianhu taking center stage.

"My god, is this a newcomer They're not even an opponent for the heir..."

"Damn, that's incredible! It's really unbelievable for a newbie to be this skilled."

"Great, kill him! He's the one who took my wife away from me..."

"And my brother, he died at his hands too..."

Among the crowd, some were shocked, others furious. Those who had been oppressed before and dared not speak out now, seeing Han Tianhu trampled underfoot, immediately roared with rage.

“You…you…you can’t kill me.”

Han Tianhu looked at Ye Bufan, his face filled with terror.

"Indeed, you're brothers. Three days ago, your brother said the same thing." Ye Bufan sneered. "Give me a reason to let you go."

"The Four Divine Dragons' protector, Xue Protector, is my sworn brother. He's ranked fifth on the Dragon List, a master swordsman. If you kill me, he won't let you get away with it."

"The reason is invalid."

Ye Bufan's expression turned cold, a glint of killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he raised his right foot and stomped down.

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