Super Student's Three-realms Army

3But until now, Sai Bayu could only feel that deep and profound aura that was as deep as the sea, and he was unable to find out what Zhang Xiaofann's current cultivation of the Vital Spirit had reached!    2

    

However, if Zhang Xiaofann were to calculate according to the results he had achieved before, he would at most be a few points stronger than a cultivator at the Perfect Stage of the Supernatural Power Stage. In front of him, he was simply not worthy of being called a half-step Incarnation Infant Stage Expert!    

    

However, the punch that Sai Bayu had used all his strength to attack just now was actually unable to cause him any serious injuries when Zhang Xiaofann's door was wide open?    

    

Furthermore, according to what Zhang Xiaofann had said just now, his punch just now had only caused him some superficial injuries, and it was not even worth mentioning!    

    

Moreover, this was not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing was that the punch that Zhang Xiaofann had casually thrown out just now carried a thunderous force, and it was even more powerful than the Siamese Holy Fist Emperor.    

    

In an instant, it forced Sai Bayu to retreat more than fifty meters.    

    

Furthermore, just from the short exchange with Zhang Xiaofann, his intuition told him that Zhang Xiaofann did not use her full strength in that punch just now!    

    

"Originally, the reason why I said that I wanted to kill the nine clans of your Holy Fist Sect was just to make a harmless joke, and I wanted to use this method to force you, Sai Bayu, to come out."    

    

"However, just because of the arrogant words you just said in front of me, not only do you want to cripple my cultivation, you also want to cripple my hands and feet?!"    

    

"Good... Very good... Very good..."    

    

After saying that, Zhang Xiaofann turned around and looked at the disciples of the Holy Fist Sect who were thousands of feet away, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.    

    

"I'm sorry, it seems that you haven't seen the calendar today."    

    

"Just because your Sect Master was just talking nonsense, today, all of you will die for the Holy Fist Sect!"    

    

In the face of the cold and emotionless face, the elders, protectors, and disciples of the Holy Fist Sect were all terrified to the point that they could not describe it with words.    

    

In the next moment, Zhang Xiaofann raised his hands high up into the sky and said with a cold smile.    

    

"All things are ashes, the scorching hell —!!!"    

    

A gorgeous flame wave swept across the night sky, illuminating thousands of feet away. The scorching airflow filled the entire area.    

    

Zhang Xiaofann stood in the middle of the raging flames. His right arm quickly turned into magma, and his left hand was filled with raging flames, as if he was a true god in the flames.    

    

"Today, I, Zhang Wutian, will turn the entire Holy Fist Sect into a living hell!"    

    

The flame wave soared into the sky, illuminating the area thousands of feet around it as if it was daytime.    

    

Zhang Xiaofann stood firmly in the midst of the raging flames, his aura dominating the world. His left hand held the raging flames, and his right hand held the lava. It was as if a god of fire had descended, causing everyone in the Holy Fist Sect to tremble in fear.    

    

As for Sai Bayu, his old face was filled with deep shock and fear.    

    

After all, Zhang Xiaofann had not put up any defense at all. In a situation where he had opened up a huge gap, he had used his physical strength to take a punch from him. Although he had spilled blood from the corner of his mouth, his aura had not decreased at all.