Chapter 3247 Too weak

"Well……"

Everyone was stunned at this moment. No one expected that the sect leader would actually ask Ye Bufan to fight.

If others lose, they lose. In comparison, it does not cause much loss to the sect’s face.

Moreover, both Luo Bingyan and Shen Qiyun are at least as good as the Great Yi Immortal. There is not much difference between them, and their lives will not be in danger even if they fail.

But now that we have sent a monk who doesn't even have immortal energy, how can we fight this battle? Isn't it just a matter of death if you go up there?

The key identity is still extremely special. Now he is the direct disciple of the newly appointed sect leader and the future heir to the sect leader.

If a person like this goes up, he will be slapped to death. Where will the Liuguang Sword Sect's face be put? It was a huge blow to the sect's honor.

Could it be that the sect leader has been in seclusion for too long and does not understand the situation outside at all, or is it that he was deceived by the illusion that Ye Bufan passed three levels in a row?

Although everyone has different ideas in their minds, Gong Qingxuan has always been true to her word in the Liuguang Sword Sect, and others dare not question the things she specified.

There are also many people who are happy, such as those who were punished by Ye Bufan on the third and fifth peaks, such as Zu Fangkui and Bai Lingpu.

Bai Lingpu, the old fox, had just pushed Ye Bufan out in a grand manner for this purpose.

As long as this direct disciple is killed, Sima Cuo will have a new opportunity, and there will be hope for the Fifth Peak to rise again.

Even if he doesn't die, if he performs too poorly, he probably won't be noticed by Gong Qingxuan.

In short, the people present had their own thoughts, some were happy, some were worried, and some felt sorry for Ye Bufan.

Although his cultivation was a bit poor, this young man had excellent medical skills after all and was the master of the Spiritual Medicine Hall. It would be a shame to die like this.

"yes!"

Compared to other people's emotional changes, Ye Bufan was as calm as water.

It seems that what he is facing is not a great immortal at all, but an ordinary ordinary person.

He agreed and walked up to Feng Jinglei.

"Hahaha, is it just you?"

Seeing that the young man in front of him didn't even have any immortal energy, Feng Jinglei burst out laughing arrogantly.

"You're such a loser, I can stab you to death with just one finger.

If you have any last words, please leave them as soon as possible. You can't stand a single move in front of me. "

"Really? Then give it a try!"

Ye Bufan's expression remained unchanged, he raised his hand and punched him.

His punch would still be very powerful in the world of cultivation, but it was not worth mentioning in the world of immortality. Seeing everyone around him shaking his head and sighing.

Bai Lingpu's lips curved into a sneer, his revenge was finally avenged.

Sima Cuo, Xue Ze and others were also full of excitement, clenching their fists, waiting to see the end of Ye Bufan being killed instantly.

Feng Zhiwu, Luo Bingyan, Shen Qiyun and others' eyes were full of concern.

"Brother, come on!"

Fu Jundie shouted heartlessly, cheering for Ye Bufan.

"What a waste, I'd better send you on your way!"

Feng Jinglei smiled contemptuously, waved the Sky-shattering Hammer in his hand, and suddenly a lightning bolt several feet long struck over.

Although he just struck casually, the power of Da Yixian's attack was astonishing. The thick thunder and lightning came to Ye Bufan in the blink of an eye and struck him hard in the chest.

"It's over. It's a pity to lose such a medical genius!"

Many people sighed in their hearts. In their consciousness, even Xuanxian could not resist this thunder and lightning with his physical body, let alone a waste that did not even have immortal energy.

Sima Cuo and others became more and more excited and couldn't control their smiles, but the scene in front of them instantly stunned them.

I saw thunder and lightning striking Ye Bufan's body, but there was no reaction at all, not even a little bit of obstruction, as if nothing happened.

"this……"

Everyone's eyes widened instantly, as if they had seen a ghost.

How strong Feng Jinglei's lightning power was and how powerful the Sky-shattering Hammer was, they had just witnessed with their own eyes. After all, Shen Qiyun and Luo Bingyan had not fully recovered yet.

But even such a powerful blow had no effect on the man in front of him.

Little did they know that Ye Bufan, who practiced the Thunder God's Body Training Technique, was not afraid of the power of thunder.

Although Feng Jinglei has some ability, the thunder and lightning he releases are many times worse than the God of Extinction Thunder, so how can it have even half an impact?

The most shocked person was Feng Jinglei himself. He knew very well how strong he was and how powerful the Sky-shattering Hammer in his hand was.

Normally, for a monk like Ye Bufan who didn't even have immortal energy, ten thousand wouldn't be enough to block this attack.

Because of this, just after he took action, he felt that the other party was already dead.

But he never expected that he would not be affected at all, and his fist would be in front of him in the blink of an eye.

However, he still didn't take it too seriously. Although the other party used some special means to withstand his thunder, he was just a monk after all. How could he break through his body-protecting immortal essence?

But in the blink of an eye, he realized how wrong his idea was.

Ye Bufan's fist hit his chest. It looked ordinary, and the force of the blow on his body was not too great.

But there was an irresistible force of destruction. The destructive power was beyond imagination. It destroyed most of the meridians in his chest in an instant, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

This was naturally no ordinary punch. Ye Bufan incorporated the destructive power of the God of Extinction into it and named it the God of Extinction Fist.

Although the power of fists is not as powerful as thunder arrows, it is not easy to defeat the opponent under a sneak attack.

Feng Jinglei pushed back seven or eight steps, then fell to the ground with a plop.

He struggled to stand up, but he couldn't do it at all.

At this moment, he realized how serious the consequences of this negligence were. He had not suffered such a serious injury in many years, and now he had simply lost his combat effectiveness.

At this moment, everyone around was completely dumbfounded. No one knew what was happening, and they were all stunned.

When they came back to their senses, these people rubbed their eyes desperately, trying to see if they were hallucinating or if they saw something wrong.

A loser who didn't even have immortal energy, a person who had always been despised by them, actually defeated Feng Jinglei with one punch.

If this was not the disciple brought by He Honglian, if they had not just defeated Luo Bingyan and Shen Qiyun, they really thought that this was the one brought by Ye Bufan, which was impossible no matter how they looked at it.

Whether it was the extremely weak aura on his body or the seemingly non-threatening punch just now, there was no reason to win at all.

Bai Lingpu, Zu Fangkui, Sima Cuo and others stared so wide that their eyeballs almost flew out of their sockets.

Isn't this the legendary waste of ten thousand years? Isn't this waste that even immortal energy has failed to transform? He actually won this round, how is this possible?

But whether they believed it or not, the fact was before their eyes. After all, Feng Jinglei was still lying there spitting out blood.

Ye Bufan retracted his fist and smiled contemptuously: "Too weak! He was chattering. He thought he was so powerful that he couldn't even block my punch!"