Chapter 164                                                                                                                             

No warrior who has experienced the period of the Nine Realms of Tianhuang nine hundred years ago can forget the fear brought by the blood of the Immortal Emperor.

That period of time was the trembling and despair of the beings in the Nine Realms in the Nine Realms. One person passed away, all the geniuses in the Nine Realms trembled, countless bloodlines in the world were crushed by the blood of the Immortal Emperor, and countless terrible races were all crawling under the sword of the Immortal Emperor.

The Great Emperor of the Immortal World, Jiang Fan, a name that once shone on the heavens like a bright moon, and a figure that was destined to be invincible for a lifetime.

Reborn nine hundred years later, today, practicing with peace of mind in this human emperor realm and staying away from the Nine Realms of Heaven and Heaven. Some memories of the previous life have long been suppressed by Jiang Fan in the deepest part of his memory, but unexpectedly, today he actually felt the extremely familiar bloodline here... the blood of the mortal emperor.

Once upon a time, my own bloodline!

Any bloodline in the world can be passed down. Only the blood of the Immortal Emperor cannot be left behind in later generations. Jiang Fan in his previous life was obsessed with swordsmanship. I don’t know how many goddesses and saints came close to him, but Jiang Fan has always been disdainful and has no descendants at all.

All kinds of thoughts emerged in an instant, and a cold murderous intent burst out from Jiang Fan's pupils. The calm attitude of dealing with things disappeared, and a cold air that was extremely strange broke out.

Xuanyuan Mingyue, who was standing beside Jiang Fan, suddenly couldn't help but retreat. Even the old courtyard owner Nie Taixuan couldn't help but frown and retreated for three steps.

With Nie Taixuan's ability to reach the extreme of the Human Emperor realm, he shouldn't have such a performance, but he took three steps to retreat and was a subconscious action. Perhaps Nie Taixuan himself did not really react, and he was invisibly shocked by the momentum that Jiang Fan burst out.

In the blink of an eye, in the earth ahead, Di Wuchen had already stepped forward, reaching the extreme strength. The blood in his body vibrated, as if a hidden force was sealed. At this time, this force burst out, and a blood-colored space field evolved above Di Wuchen's head, as if a blood-colored world was about to reproduce.

Moving forward step by step, as he approached Jiang Fan, Di Wuchen rushed to the sky with murderous intention: "If you are defeated, not only the destructive heavenly pill, I will take your dog's life."

"Ant!"

Jiang Fan had only these two words, his body moved violently, like an arrow leaving the string, rushing forward fiercely.

One punch, the simplest punch, was killed without any skills or any changes, just like an ordinary person who had never practiced, taking an angry attack.

"The Emperor's Fist of the Immortal Celestial!" Di Wuchen's eyes were so angry that he spoke sternly.

His punch also hit the ground, but the power contained in this punch was extremely terrifying. During the riot of the fist, there was a sign of a blow to the vacuum of the earth with one punch.

With a vacuum explosion, Di Wuchen's seemingly invincible punch collided with Jiang Fan's fist head-on, and the earth trembled violently.

The moment the ground under the two of them broke, they saw Di Wuchen's body being smashed a hundred meters away by Jiang Fan's punch. It was extremely miserable. There was no chance of resistance and was completely crushed. A stream of blood was sprayed out in the air, and then it hit the ground with a bang.

While Di Wuchen was knocked out by a punch, Jiang Fan was extremely fast and rushed over in a blink of an eye. Before Di Wuchen could react, Jiang Fan killed the man's body with his second punch.

The power of tens of millions of pounds was completely exploded by Jiang Fan's punch without any reservation.

Many masters in this staggering courtyard only saw smoke and dust rising in the earth, like the earth shaking and the earth roaring, and thousands of cracks appeared in an instant.

Blood splattered all over the ground, Di Wuchen's body trembled, and his whole body roared in pain, struggling constantly.

However, his body was deeply trapped in the pit of the earth, and in an instant he endured Jiang Fan's third punch, heart-wrenching, and the extremely angry roar spread across it, making his scalp numb. No one could imagine how terrible pain and pressure Di Wuchen had endured.

In Di Wuchen's body, the true qi was chaotic, and the invisible human emperor's aura rose up. He began to unblock the power in his body, wanting to crush Jiang Fan with his own realm.

Any physical competition, any victory or defeat have become a joke. Di Wuchen only knows one thing. If all the power is not completely exploded and killed Jiang Fan, the only result will be that he will die and be beaten to death by Jiang Fan with his fist.

As soon as his true energy gathered, it was shaken away again. The pressure given by Jiang Fan reached an incredible level, making Di Wuchen unable to fight back at all and it was difficult to turn over.

He was roaring in pain and struggling constantly, but he was always trampled by Jiang Fan.

boom!!!

At some point, Jiang Fan thrust out hard, pulling Di Wuchen away for dozens of meters again. His body fell heavily under the wall of the Tongtian Battle Tower not far away.

Di Wuchen wanted to scold him angrily, but he roared the next moment, staring at Jiang Fan with great hatred and anger. If his eyes could kill people, then Jiang Fan might have been cut into pieces by thousands of knives at this time.

The earth was in a dead silence, and no one dared to breathe loudly. Everyone felt that they were in a dream, and all this was unreal.

The extremely powerful Di Wuchen was seriously injured by Jiang Fan's consecutive punches, and was trampled on the ground like a dead dog, lying here and unable to turn over?

A moment ago, Di Wuchen wanted to explode, to unblock his most powerful bloodline power, suppress Jiang Fan in one fell swoop, and plunder the Death Death Pill? Why did he become such a miserable look in the blink of an eye?

"You are worthy of having the blood of the Immortal Emperor?" Jiang Fan's voice shook the world like a bell, exploding everyone's eardrums like muffled thunder.

"You are also worthy of practicing the Emperor's Fist of the Mother?" Jiang Fan spoke again.

As the sound fell, he trampled on him again with a fierce kick. The extremely crisp sound of bone cracks appeared, and Di Wuchen roared again.

"Jiang Fan, don't be impulsive!" Seeing that Jiang Fan was about to take action again, a dean rushed up in the earth behind him.

"Hmm?" Jiang Fan's eyes were cold and he glanced at the elder of the third level of the Heavenly Man Realm.

The elder smiled bitterly: "He has been defeated. Although Di Wuchen is a little rude and rash today, he is a disciple of the academy. He has been punished. The academy will make him think about his mistakes seriously in the future."

It's just a joke. How could Jiang Fan be so fierce? After Di Wuchen's blood power completely exploded, even the deputy director and many senior elders, Nie Taixuan, the old master, and others were shocked. They even thought that Jiang Fan would be directly crushed, and were ready to come forward to stop Di Wuchen at a critical moment, in case that the consequences of blood staining the earth and human life damage occurred today.

After all, Jiang Fan is the only genius who has been able to penetrate the 999th floor since the establishment of the Tongtian Battle Tower in the past nine thousand years. The Academy cannot let him die.

Who knew that it was Di Wuchen who lost. The strength of both sides was not on the same level at all. With the power of physical body and blood, Di Wuchen was simply a joke in Jiang Fan, and he couldn't even be a foil.

If Jiang Fan wins, the courtyard will not be able to watch Di Wuchen be beaten to death, right? Obviously, Di Wuchen no longer has the chance to resist at this time. Even if he is a master of the third level of the Heavenly Yuan Realm of Heaven and Man, and even controls the human emperor's aura, it is still useless. Under such injuries, he can no longer gather true energy, and cannot use martial arts and magical powers.

“Get out of here!”

Jiang Fan glanced at the dean.

If he was in a good mood, Jiang Fan would naturally give him some face to this hospital. There is no need to kill Di Wuchen, an opponent he had just met for a while.

But when he knew the bloodline that the other party had, he saw that the other party could actually use the Fist of the Fan Chen Emperor, Jiang Fan had a fierce murderous intent. It was impossible for him to let go of Emperor Wuchen. No one could save him. Not to mention this elder, even if all the senior officials of the courtyard here came forward together, Jiang Fan would not be able to sell their face.

The dean frowned and smiled bitterly again: "Geniuses often have unparalleled will and cannot be suppressed. I understand all of this, but as the dean, how can you give me a face today? Your grudges will be resolved in the future, and everything will end here today."

“Get out of here!”

Jiang Fan still had those two words, and then said coldly: "I am not far away as an enemy of the courtyard, and I am even more unwilling to take action. Otherwise, even if you are the third level of the heavenly being, you will not be able to stop me."

"Jiang Fan, say something slowly, this grudge may not be resolved." Xuanyuan Shuo spoke, and in the blink of an eye he came to Jiang Fan.

Looking at Xuanyuan Shuo, Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes: "Secretary Master Xuanyuan, do you want to block my Jiang Fan's way? For the sake of Mingyue's face, I will not care about it, let go."

Xuanyuan Shuo was stunned. Unexpectedly, Jiang Fan didn't even give him face, and he didn't expect that Jiang Fan's tone was so domineering and arrogant. He was a real human emperor. Could it be that Jiang Fan felt that he had the strength to fight with the human emperor?

At this time, many senior officials of the courtyard approached here one after another, and Nie Taixuan also spoke in person: "Jiang Fan, what happened?"

Nie Taixuan was a man of great age and naturally saw that Jiang Fan's condition was not right. Otherwise, with Jiang Fan's unstoppable personality, he would not have been so angry and strong because of Di Wuchen's provocation just now. He was unwilling to retreat when he was about to kill Di Wuchen and took a big advantage.

"Okay, I won't kill him for the time being!" Jiang Fan glanced at the many senior officials of the courtyard here, then stared at Nie Taixuan: "However, I have to ask some things clearly, how?"

"No problem!" Nie Taixuan agreed readily.

Many senior officials of the courtyard made way out. With Nie Taixuan, the old courtyard owner, here, they were not worried that Jiang Fan could really kill Di Wuchen.

Looking at Di Wuchen who was struggling like a dead dog in front of him, Jiang Fan said coldly: "Who taught you the Fist of the Vanchen Emperor? How did you get the Blood of the Vanchen Emperor?"

Even if the blood of the mortal emperor he cultivated step by step and the mortal emperor fist he created himself, it should have been lost and obtained by others, and it should have been circulated in the Nine Realms of Heaven and Heaven. This is really something that Jiang Fan is puzzled by Jiang Fan. Could it be that the woman Ji Muyue, who killed him, appeared in this realm? Or today nine hundred years later, the power of Ji Muyue and even the Ji clan has reached a point of influence on the heavens?

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