Invincible Non-stop Upgrading System Chapter 117

Fu Du's hand directly passed through Ye Fan's body, but not a drop of blood came out. The next second, the body in front of him slowly dissipated.

It was actually an afterimage!

In other words, Ye Fan's attack was even faster than Vault's, so it was unknown where he had escaped to!

How is this possible? Fudu turned pale with fright as he hurriedly retracted his palm.

"Trash, your speed is as slow as a tortoise in my eyes, and you still have the nerve to show it off!" Ten meters away, Ye Fan strangely appeared once more.

Stunned!

It was completely dumbfounded!

Everyone was looking at this scene in shock, and their hearts were in turmoil.

"Lie down!" What happened? His speed is even faster than the Son of Vodu! "

"Fighter 5-dan is faster than Pinnacle 8-dan, how is this possible?"

However, the truth was right in front of him.

Xu Qing nodded, and thought to himself that this kid was indeed not simple, even he was starting to be unable to see through him.

"Next, let me show you what true speed is!"

"Superior Grade Profound Ranked Martial Technique, Cloudstep Steps!"

took a step forward, and his figure strangely disappeared from the spot he was standing. The ground he stepped on began to crack like a spider web.

How could he be so fast?

Fu Du was alarmed. He felt a chill on his back as the other party suddenly appeared behind him.

A kick hit him right in the face!

Fu Du was sent flying by this enormous force. He took a few steps to stabilize his body. At this time, a cold voice rang out beside him:

"Too slow, you're practically trash!"

By his side, Ye Fan appeared like a ghost and struck out with his palm.

"This move is called Eight Desolations Nine Stacked Palms!"

Weng ~ A three meter tall golden palm shadow smashed over horizontally, the powerful pressure caused even the surrounding space to roar.

Fu Du only had time to raise his hands. As soon as his protective barrier appeared, his huge palm came slapping forward.

With an explosive sound, a figure was sent flying a hundred meters away.

Silence!

The entire square was dead silent!

He had actually crushed the existence of the Holy Son with a single palm.

Monster!

"What just happened? That's at least an Earth Ranked Martial Technique, right? "

"A high-grade Mysterious rank movement technique and an earth-step palm technique. Isn't this way too monstrous?"

Are you still letting others live?

All the elders were also stupefied. Those elders who were originally supporting the Son of Vodu, had an extremely unsightly expression on their faces.

It felt terrible!

Holy Son of Anlan swallowed his saliva. Although he was shocked, with just that technique alone, he should not lose.

"An Lan, are you really going to let him kill me?" Even if I am dead, you can forget about me! " Son of Vodu crawled up from the ground and roared loudly.

"Brat, you are indeed very strong, but the strength of an eighth level pinnacle expert is beyond your imagination!" Holy Son of Anlan laughed coldly, his hands forming a strange seal.

After Ye Fan heard this, he quietly raised his middle finger, and spoke in an arrogant voice: "In my eyes, you are all trash, and are not worthy to fight with me!"

"Humph!" Don't be arrogant. Earth Ranked Martial Technique, Seal of the Mist! "

In front of the Holy Son of Anlan's palm, a huge seal that was several tens of feet tall was slapped out, bringing with it a mountain-shattering pressure.

"Lie down!" Holy Son of Anlan's strongest killing move, the Earth Ranked Martial Technique! "

"Such a strong aura, he really is worthy of being called the Saint Child!"

"With this move, we managed to kill a ninth stage expert. Ye Fan is in trouble this time!"

Ye Fan's brows twitched, and shouted: "You actually have the face to take out this trash?"

"Blood Tyrant!"

"Vast Void Golden Body!"

"Zhongchi's Berserk Body!"

Boom ~ An extremely terrifying aura exploded from Ye Fan's body.

Chapter end