C168 One Person Picking Three Thousand
C168 One Person Picking Three Thousand
"Among all of us here, the strongest is only the second elder of Xin Family. With only the strength of a second level Immortality, how can we withstand his attack!"
"Let's run! If this big hand is swatted down, the entire inn will be shattered into pieces. If we stay, we will only wait for death. I don't care about that foolish young master!"
When the people inside the inn felt the power from the giant hand, their faces all changed and fear surged into their eyes. Some of them even jumped down from the window of the inn and ran away.
They didn't think that Ye Xiaofan could block this hand attack.
"Two days ago, Young Master Ye was able to destroy a formation that was equivalent to the power of a fourth level Immortality with his own strength. How could that large hand before him be able to do anything to Young Master Ye?"
Xin Family Second Elder did not say anything. There was not even a hint of fear on his face and there was even a hint of a smile on his face.
A faint smile hung on Ye Xiaofan's small face as he watched the palm that covered the sky. From the strength of the hand, he could tell that it had reached the power of Third Level of Immortality Stage.
If it was any other type of Third Level of Immortality Stage, Ye Xiaofan might have had to retreat, but Ye Xiaofan didn't need to retreat at all for the cultivation method of Blood Devine Sect.
Because Ye Xiaofan, who possessed the Thunder Technique and the Thunder Blade, was the nemesis of these evil beings.
"Thunder Technique: Thunder Blade!"
"Crack, crack, crack …"
"Sizzle …"
When Ye Xiaofan's big hand was about to grab him, there was no trace of fear on his face. He let out a light laugh and slowly raised his arm. Thunder rumbled from his left palm and a purple lightning appeared.
"Bam!"
Ye Xiaofan's small hand collided with the Sky Shrouding Hand, causing a muffled sound. The air became a little illusory, and when the two forces collided, the surrounding space began to crack.
"Sizzle …"
"Crack, crack, crack …"
Purple lightning flashed. The dazzling light illuminated in all directions, making everyone cover their eyes as they could not bear to look at it.
The blood-red hand was entangled with thunder, and the purple thunder snake swam around it, emitting firecrackers of explosive sounds, and immediately following, the air was filled with a burnt smell.
"Pa Da …"
The blood-red hand was entangled by lightning and after a few breaths of time, it turned into blood and disappeared into the air.
The dark room immediately regained its brightness.
"Puff …"
ta ta … *
The 3000 followers on the street all coughed out large mouthfuls of blood as they held their chests. Their faces were green and they all took a few steps back.
"What?" How is that possible? "
Black Robe's eyes widened with disbelief. The combined attack of three thousand Golden Core Disciples had been shattered in just a few breaths' time!
"This, this Young Master Ye, he's so, so powerful, he shattered that big hand that is equivalent to the level of Third Level of Immortality Stage in one move!"
"The way that lightning was flashing just now, I thought it was lightning!"
"Young Master Ye is truly powerful, to be able to destroy three thousand Golden Core Disciples on his own, even if a Third Level of Immortality Stage expert were to come, he might not be able to defeat three thousand people!"
Everyone returned to their senses after seeing the scene. Smelling the burnt smell in the air, their eyes were all filled with disbelief as they spoke one after another in shock.