Chapter 403 Ten strokes determine the winner or loser
This... everyone looked at He Pingfan in a puzzled way, and even the leader was stunned.
The two strong men represent the strength of the upper class of Yunxuan Sect. Apart from a few strong men who barely squeezed into the Grandmaster realm, their strength is the strongest.
Just now, Shi Dongfang was defeated by someone, and the moves of the two people in front of him were resolved by He Pingfan.
How is this possible?
A large group of people looked at He Pingfan, and they felt fear in their eyes.
Logically speaking, with the strength of the two of them, how can ordinary people easily find flaws?
Even the two of them were proud of their magical hands being resolved by him, which was incredible.
The two of them were stunned, "Who are you from?
How could you know our skills well?"
"Did you steal our martial arts?"
He Pingfan snorted, "I haven't seen this little skill of your Yunxuan Sect yet."
The head of the sect couldn't hold back his face, and he looked at He Pingfan with his eyes fixedly. He had also heard that He Pingfan was the descendant of the mysterious arts family of the He family in Jiangzhou.
I just didn't expect that he had reached such a state at such a young age.
The head of the sect said in a deep voice, "Young man, if I don't take any mistakes, your strength is nothing but the realm of Xuanling, but you are just relying on your own skills to take advantage of your tricks."
"If you have real skills, you will definitely not be able to hold on to ten moves."
He Pingfan was also shocked and thought that this leader still had some skills and actually saw his own strength level.
But at this time, you must not show weakness. Even if you are really not someone else's opponent, you cannot lose your momentum.
In fact, at the beginning, he didn't think he could get out of it.
What I am facing today is the full power of Yunxuan Sect.
Not to mention other strong people, just the head of the sect in front of him, his strength should have reached the Lingkong realm.
This means that he is very likely to have entered the realm of a master.
He Pingfan said coldly, “Is my ability false?
Oh, if you have the ability, you can come here to try it yourself?"
"You—" a strong man next to him was furious, "You are worthy of the leader to do it yourself."
"I can destroy you."
As he said that, he rushed over.
"Slow down!"
The head yelled and called on the strong man.
"You are not his opponent by yourself."
The head took a step forward, and his tall and majestic figure excited everyone at the audience.
Someone couldn't help but shout, "Boy, you're dead, the head of the sect is the real master."
He Pingfan felt a stern. The mysterious spirit body he possessed could crush powerful people below the Grandmaster.
If you fight the Grandmaster, you are really not sure.
But the situation today is like this, and he has no choice.
Leng Fanyi stood beside him, very nervous.
The head of the sect is going to take action himself.
His eyes were as sharp as a rule.
He waved his hand and everyone retreated to make a bigger place.
"Young man, now I'll give you a chance to be self-destructive."
The head of the sect said proudly.
He Pingfan was blind and he was just secretly guarding himself.
After all, this is the first time that I have fought with a strong man at the Grandmaster level. If I am not careful, I may die here.
The head of the sect carried his hands on his back and said lightly, "Maybe you have already discovered the secret of Yunxuan Sect's martial arts, it's no big deal."
"Under the Grandmaster, you may be able to resolve their moves, but once you break through to the Grandmaster, your cultivation has reached another new level."
"Everything in the world can be used as weapons. All moves can be understood as no moves or styles. It depends on how you resolve them?"
No moves or postures, flying flowers and falling leaves can hurt people.
Oh my God, this is the real strong man.
But who in the world can really do this?
He Pingfan shook his head, "Don't brag, this is no longer the level of the master. He has already surpassed the level of the master."
"Of course I know that in the world of our cultivators, entering the realm of a master is another new beginning."
"It is the starting point of another world, but at most you are not the first entry threshold."
"Stop talking. Since you want to pretend to be a comparison so much, let's start, and see the truth of your subordinates."
Everyone was shocked. This kid was so arrogant that he dared to challenge the leader.
Does he want to die?
The head of the sect's face was even more unhurried, his eyes were like a knife, and he said coldly, "Boy, I don't know how to kill you today."
I saw him take a step and a breath hit him.
The sleeves were free from wind, and even the fallen leaves and dust were shaking.
What a powerful momentum.
"Everyone retreats and waits for me to kill this kid to avenge my shame."
The head of the sect was angry.
Leng Fanyi was anxious, "Wait!"
The head turned around suddenly, with anger and stared at Leng Masahiro, "Go!"
Although Leng Masahiro is the best disciple in the sect in recent decades, how could he be attracted by the head of the sect?
Especially at this time, what did she say?
Leng Masahiro bit his lip and was about to speak, He Pingfan shouted, "Since you are the head of a sect, do you dare to make an oath with me?"
The head of the sect said angrily, "What oath?"
He Pingfan said, "You are the head of Yunxuan Sect. In a battle today, no matter what you win or lose, your grudges will be eliminated from now on."
Grass! The disciples and the strong behind them were angry, "No matter whether they win or lose?
I'm sick."
The head of the sect looked annoyed, "As long as you walk ten moves from me, I will let you down the mountain, and I will not investigate in the past."
"Sect Master!"
A strong man behind him rushed to stop him, "How could he let him go?
He must be broken into pieces."
The head gaze stood out, "Are you saying that I can't take him within ten moves?"
It's outrageous! If even the dignified head master can't defeat He Pingfan, what kind of face does he have to fight?
He Pingfan laughed, "See, have you seen it? Even you yourself have no confidence in you. I don't think there is any need to fight this battle."
"Shut up!"
The leader was furious. He Pingfan broke into Yun Xuan Sect and killed Yun Sanqian. How could he let him leave alive?
"You will take your life within ten moves."
Huh—The head of the sect is on the verge of anger, and he is completely indifferent to everyone. He raised his palms and took He Pingfan directly.
This attack was indeed without moves or postures, fierce and domineering.
A powerful aura emanated from the scene, and even the wind and clouds moved faintly in an instant.
Sure enough, he is worthy of being the head of Yunxuan Sect. His aura and strength are rare in the world.
Even though He Pingfan was carrying a mysterious spirit body, he did not dare to fight hard.
The opponent's strength has reached the level of a master.
Seeing the other party slapped him with a palm, He Pingfan had to use the magical footwork of the Eight Steps of the Immortal Trace, and suddenly the figure moved several directions.
Boom - The head hit a blow and bombarded heavily at the position where He Pingfan was standing just now.
A powerful force poured out, damaging the thick wall.
In front of everyone, the stone wall was suddenly cracked.
Cracks spread out like spider webs.
The master's strength is indeed extraordinary.
This is no longer comparable to the great achievement of internal strength.
Even He Pingfan secretly felt sweat. If the attack hit him just now, I don’t know if he could withstand it.
Chapter completed!