Taoyuan Mountain Village: Beginning as a Grandpa

It never occurred to him that a person could punch himself like this with his bare hands.

Under the leadership of Lei Jue, the remaining elders of the Iron Fist Sect retreated to Bu Congfeng's side.

When they saw the iron fist in Bu Congfeng's hand, their complexions changed drastically, and even their pupils continued to dilate, as if seeing a ghost.

The invincible iron fist was covered with dense cracks, which looked like spider webs, and seemed to be broken at any time.

You must know that the glove in the hands of the master of the Iron Fist Sect is not an ordinary glove, but a treasure that incorporates black iron spar into it to the greatest extent. Under the sweeping, there was no injury.

If it is the most powerful defense, it is not an exaggeration.

But now, the dense cracks are enough to prove what kind of impact the glove has experienced before.

And Chen Yifan, who did all this, did not use any magical weapons, and only relied on his own pair of flesh and blood hands.

That way, is this guy's body made of some god mine?
The hearts of many elders couldn't help feeling numb. If such a fist hit them, they would be smashed into a pool of mud along with the iron fist in their hands.

Gradually, an inexplicable sense of oppression surfaced in their hearts.

Chen Yifan just stood there with an indifferent expression, but everyone felt a great coercion wandering around, making it difficult to breathe.

"Fist!" Bu Congfeng gritted his teeth, put his fists in front of his chest, and roared angrily.

Lei Jue and the others, as if awakened from a dream, quickly changed their formation.

Their guru-level vigor was agitated, and there was no more hesitation, their steps moved again and again, and the movements of their hands did not stop.

Although Chen Yifan was very scary, they were not fools. Now that they had reached the point where they would never die, there was no need for any nonsense between the two parties, only to kill and be killed.

No matter how much fear and regret they have in their hearts, they dare not slow down their movements at all.

Fourteen grandmasters, with 24 black iron fists, at this moment, under the vigor of the grandmaster level, let out bursts of rumbling low humming sounds.

The Grandmasters of the Iron Fists swayed, their aura rose with the wind, continuously condensing in the void, like a black gust of wind.

boom!This breath seemed to be condensed to the limit, and finally exploded in the void, causing a burst of chaos in the air in all directions.

All I saw was, in the strong wind, a black iron fist with a length of seventeen or eight meters floated above the void, descending from the escape like a small house.

The wind of the fist whistled, even before the fist landed on the ground, a deep depression appeared on the ground.

Chen Yifan raised his head playfully. Although the formation of these 14 people was rough, it allowed their auras to combine and unleashed a punch comparable to the pinnacle of a master.

But even so, it was futile to deal with Chen Yifan with such fists.

With a light touch, a streak of bloody energy, like a drop of water, flew towards the sky.

The energy of the inconspicuous water drop and the huge black fist collided heavily in mid-air, and a huge roar erupted.

The frenzied air waves hit all directions, forming a huge cloud ring in midair, and spreading towards the surroundings.

In all directions, it was like a huge wave crashing past. Within a radius of [-] meters, the rocks collapsed, the trees were completely destroyed, and a large pit with a depth of tens of meters appeared on the ground.

Under the incredulous gazes of the crowd, the energy that was obviously only the size of a water drop shattered the seventeen or eight meter long black fist in an instant.

The energy scattered in all directions forced everyone in the Iron Fist Sect to back up again and again. Cracks appeared in the iron fists of several Iron Fist Sect elders, spreading towards the entire fist.

"Not good! Hurry up!"

As soon as the crowd stood still, they heard Bu Congfeng's terrified shouts. When they looked up, they were so frightened that their souls would fly out of their bodies.

I saw the energy like a drop of water, after shattering the fist, it fell from the escape and fell towards the position where they were standing.

It was obviously just a drop of water the size of a little fingernail, but in their eyes, it was more terrifying than a cannonball.

And this vigor did not disappoint them either.

There was a loud sound, and the entire Iron Fist Gate began to tremble. Where the strength touched the ground, the rocks continued to crumble, and huge deep pits spread towards the surroundings.

When the trembling finally stopped, everyone stood still and looked over there subconsciously.

With just one glance, their bodies are stiff, and the pupils in their eyes are constantly dilated.

Then I saw cracks several meters wide spreading out from that piece of ground, and didn't stop until they penetrated into their Iron Fist Gate.

What frightened them even more was that the corpses of the five elders were shattered and fell into a pool of blood. The two black fists that symbolized the Iron Fist Gate were all shattered into pieces.

"Chen! One! Fan!"

Bu Congfeng's eyes were about to bleed, and there was a monstrous murderous aura on his body, which made the air in all directions freeze.

Between the two black fists that were full of cracks, there was a bit of dark red vigor and light, and the ground under his feet was cracking inch by inch.

Under the rage, Bu Congfeng's cultivation seems to have taken half a step forward.

boom!The iron fist erupted, the black fist glow mixed with the dark red aura, rushing like a beam of light, cutting the ground with a sunken trace.

The strength of the fist condensed the anger of Bu Congfeng, which was comparable to a full-strength blow of a half-step god, and the powerful coercion shocked everyone in the four directions.

"This kind of coercion? Could it be that the suzerain broke through again?"

"Great, Chen Yifan is nothing more than a pinnacle grandmaster. Now that the suzerain has half-stepped into the legendary realm, isn't it more than enough to kill Chen Yifan?"

"Hmph, this guy who doesn't know how to live or die is simply seeking his own death."

All the disciples of the Iron Fist Sect were extremely excited. No one expected that Bu Congfeng would be able to break through in advance.

At this moment of despair, they once again saw the hope of winning.

Unexpectedly, in the face of this terrifying punch, Chen Yifan just gently stretched out a finger.

This is a finger as slender as a jade onion, without the slightest power, it seems to be just casually pointed out by ordinary people, but I didn't expect it.

When the punch hit this finger, it seemed to hit a solid wall, but it was completely blocked and dissipated with the wind.

The finger shattered the light of the fist, and did not stop, but continued to point forward until it touched Bu Congfeng's heart.

puff!There was a muffled sound, blood flowed horizontally, and everyone's faces were pale. Even if they didn't need to look, they knew what happened.