258: C258 The Wheel of Battle

C258 The Wheel of Battle

Yang Fan understood what Hee Yu meant.

It was a battle of attrition!

But even if he knew, so what? Yang Fan still said that if Devil Thunder Sect didn't admit defeat, he wouldn't rest.

Defeating a God Refining Stage Layer Three disciple of the Devil Thunder Sect wouldn't consume much of his true qi. The Lightning Strike skill circulated a few times in his body. Adding the fact that Yang Fan had already recovered, he was far more powerful than ordinary people.

Even if he defeated all the God Refining Stage Layer Three disciples one after another, his true qi would still remain at its peak state.

Only those few God Refining Stage Layer Four disciples needed him to use a few more techniques, but it still wouldn't consume too much of his energy.

Therefore, Yang Fan had the confidence to say those words.

Soon, another God Refining Stage Layer Three disciple came out from the Devil Thunder Sect.

"I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible." This man looked at Yang Fan and said with a sneer.

Yang Fan didn't say anything, he just looked at him with a smile.

This disciple was infuriated by Yang Fan's attitude of ignoring him. He immediately launched an attack. However, although the attack looked fierce, it always left him a way out.

It was obvious that this man's intention was to fight.

Yang Fan could tell with a glance, but unfortunately, he wouldn't give his opponent a chance.

With Yang Fan's current strength, defeating a martial artist of the same level was as easy as flipping his palm!

Swoosh!

Yang Fan took the initiative to launch an attack. His body flashed as he approached his opponent. After which, under the widened eyes of his opponent, he directly struck out with his palm and repelled his opponent's defence.

With a muffled sound, this disciple from the Devil Thunder Sect was sent flying backwards.

Under Yang Fan's control, the disciple had just retreated to the other disciples of Devil Thunder Sect, and was able to stabilize his body.

Although this disciple wasn't injured at all, the disciples of Devil Thunder Sect were even more shocked because of this.

This control of strength was definitely as light as lifting a heavy weight.

It was very easy to defeat a person, but at the same time, he didn't injure the opponent at all. This could only be done under circumstances where one's strength was absolutely overwhelming.

The corners of Hee Yu's eyes twitched violently. He looked at Yang Fan and had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Don't give him a chance to rest. Next, continue!" But at this time, there was no way out. Hee Yu waved his hand and let the disciples continue to attack.

Immediately, another God Refining Stage Layer Three disciple walked out.

As soon as he walked out, he attacked.

Right now, the Devil Thunder Sect disciples were thinking that if they could remain silent, they should try their best not to speak. He attacked directly, not giving Yang Fan any chance to rest.

At this moment, they couldn't care less whether their means were despicable or not.

This was exactly what Yang Fan wanted. The reason he made this request was to earn battle points.

Seeing this person attack, Yang Fan raised his left leg and kicked him. However, his opponent used an extremely fast movement technique to dodge it.

However, Yang Fan followed up with a roundhouse kick, sending the Devil Thunder Sect disciples who had just circled around to the back flying.

Everyone from the Origin Returning Sect looked at this completely one-sided battle and felt that it was very normal. All of them had relaxed expressions on their faces. They weren't worried that their Young Sect Master would be defeated.

As for the people of Devil Thunder Sect, the shock on their faces was getting stronger and stronger.

Especially Hee Yu, his expression was extremely ugly.

At this moment, another two God Refining Stage Layer Three disciples were defeated by Yang Fan.

Out of the nine God Refining Stage Layer Three disciples of Devil Thunder Sect, five of them were defeated, and there were still four of them left. However, Yang Fan still didn't show any signs of fatigue after defeating five of his peers in a row.

The true qi waves circulating around his body were no different from before.

Unconsciously, fine beads of sweat appeared on Hee Yu's forehead, but he did not notice it at all.

"Green Feather Wing Saber!"

Another God Refining Stage Layer Three disciple rushed out, clasped his hands together, and pulled hard. True Qi crazily gathered between his hands, and finally condensed into a jade green True Qi Winged Feather.

At first glance, this True Qi wing looked like an incomparably sharp long blade.

Swish!

The God Refining Stage Layer Three disciple put his palms together, raised them high, and then slashed down heavily. The jade-green feathered long blade drew a sharp trajectory in the air.

In the next moment, it appeared above Yang Fan's head.

Such an attack was indeed tricky for other God Refining Stage Layer Three warriors.

However, Yang Fan only stretched out his finger and flicked at the long saber.

Bang!

Powerful true qi suddenly erupted and destroyed all the long blades as easily as crushing rotten wood. Furthermore, that shockwave also sent that God Refining Stage Layer Three disciple flying.

After defeating this person, Yang Fan shook his head and sighed, "This is too much of a waste of time."

Hearing this, the faces of the people from the Lightning Devil Sect turned ugly.

The meaning of this sentence was that they felt that their strength was too weak, and that it was a waste of time to fight them?

Yang Fan said with a smile, "I'll give you all another chance."

Hee Yu's eyes lit up.

Elder Zhuo and the others' hearts jumped. What was Yang Fan going to do now?

"All of you, attack together. As long as you can defeat me, what I said just now will still be effective." Yang Fan's finger swept across the remaining three God Refining Stage Layer Three and four God Refining Stage Layer Four disciples of the Devil Thunder Sect.

Elder Zhuo said hastily, "Young Sect Master..."

However, before he could say what he wanted to say, he was stopped by Yang Fan.

Yang Fan waved his hand at him. Without turning his head, he said with a faint smile, "Don't worry, I'm confident."

Upon hearing this, Elder Zhuo didn't know what to say. Although the others were a little worried, they still remembered what Elder Yu had said. Yang Fan could even defeat the genius disciples of Void Profound Holy Sect.

Currently, there were only a few God Refining Stage Layer Three and God Refining Stage Layer Four warriors working together. It shouldn't be a problem.

With this thought in mind, all of them heaved a sigh of relief.

Hee Yu couldn't help but laugh. If it was in the past, he would only be angry when he saw such an arrogant young man looking down on the disciples of the Devil Thunder Sect.2

But now, he could only feel happy.

"I hope you won't regret it!" Hee Yu sneered and ordered his disciples to attack together.

Xun Hui was the leader of the seven.

As the strongest young disciple of Devil Thunder Sect, Xun Hui's face was full of confidence. When he looked at Yang Fan, the corner of his mouth carried a trace of disdain.

In fact, in his opinion, he alone could defeat this man.

The gap between a God Refining Stage Layer Three and a God Refining Stage Layer Four was not something that could be easily wiped out. Furthermore, he had gone through many battles during these past few days.

This allowed his combat strength to be incomparable to ordinary God Refining Stage Layer Four warriors.

Right now, the seven of them had joined hands to deal with a God Refining Stage Layer Three warrior. He felt very embarrassed.

However, this was a critical period. In order to protect the sect, it was fine to lose face once.

"Are you ready? Have you accepted your failure?" Xun Hui looked at Yang Fan and sneered.

Yang Fan sneered, "I'll give you the same thing."

He could tell that ___ was very proud and confident in his own strength. However, when he met him, he had no other choice but to accept defeat.

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