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Lin Haochen, Late Period of Enlightened Stage has awakened the Netherworld Martial Soul.

The difference between the two was an entire realm. In everyone's minds, the difference between Body Refinement Stage and the was like the difference between heaven and earth, and no matter what, a Martial Cultivator would never be able to defeat a Martial Cultivator.

This was everyone's common line of thinking. The Body Refinement Stage Martial Cultivator should not be a match for them.

There was a qualitative difference between the two and it was impossible to surpass it.

However, people tend to overlook the fact that when the equivalent changes to a certain extent, it causes a qualitative change. A mouthful of saliva won't drown a person, nor will it have any effect on him, but a hundred people, a thousand people, or even thousands of people's saliva can drown a person.

This was exactly the situation for the current Lin Fan.

He did not reach Enlightened Stage nor did he awaken Martial Soul, however, his strength had exceeded his limit.

He punched forward, the extremely powerful Heavenly Astral Fist, condensed into a fist imprint, instantly shattering Lin Haochen's palm imprint, the fist imprint struck Lin Haochen's body, sending him flying.

Puff.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backwards.

"You... "You, how is this possible …"

did not think that Lin Fan had that kind of strength, nor that he had that kind of strength. How old was he, even if he took drugs, his strength would not be able to increase by this much in a month.

In this palm strike, Lin Haochen used all his strength, even using all his strength. He was deeply aware of this logic.

All of his suspicions and imagination vanished like smoke into thin air with Lin Fan's punch.

As the fist and palm collided, Lin Fan stood there steadily like Mt. Tai. His entire body seemed to have become connected to the earth, as though he stood there majestically without moving an inch. A powerful force exploded from his fist and entered's body through his palm.

This extremely fierce fist power was like a primordial beast, darting around inside his body.

This punch from Lin Fan had already surpassed the limit of his Body Refinement Stage and sent Lin Haochen flying. This was Lin Fan's complete body refining strength.

He took two deep breaths and adjusted his chaotic aura.

This time, Lin Haochen did not attack recklessly, this punch from Lin Fan, made him afraid.

He stared fixedly at Lin Fan. It was fine if he did not look at it, but when he looked at it, Lin Haochen was shocked, he could not even see the depth of Lin Fan's strength. He did not know what realm Lin Fan was in right now.

How is this possible, Lin Haochen was shocked inwardly.

Could Lin Fan be an ordinary person? Impossible, that was something that could be seen from that punch just now.

Then what realm was he in now? If Lin Fan was in Body Refinement Stage, even if he was beaten to death Lin Haochen would not believe it, how could Body Refinement Stage have such strength. He had definitely already reached Enlightened Stage.

Since he had reached the Enlightened Stage, then what kind of existence was his Martial Soul?

From the very beginning, Lin Fan had not revealed his Martial Soul, which made Lin Haochen even more wary. He did not use his Martial Soul, but he could still faintly suppress himself.

Lin Haochen didn't dare to think further. He was afraid that he would be scared, afraid that he would be scared.

Taking two steps back, using this to cover up the fear in his heart, he stared at Lin Fan and said: "If you are not Lin Fan, then who are you?"

He could not believe that the person in front of him was Lin Fan.

In his eyes, Lin Fan was still the trash bastard, how could he be the person in front of him? Suddenly, he thought about how Lin Fan's meridians were innately weak, and could not cultivate.

The only explanation he could come up with was that this person was not Lin Fan, but someone else.

"Heh heh."

Lin Fan couldn't help but chuckle, and said: "Lin Haochen, you're right, but I'm not Lin Fan."

"What?!"

Lin Haochen's body trembled. It was one thing to guess, and it was the same thing to hear Lin Fan's answer. He could not help but be astonished and ask, "Who are you? Why are you pretending to be Lin Fan, where is that bastard Lin Fan? "

"Hmph!"

Lin Fan coldly said: "I am indeed not Lin Fan, not the cowardly Lin Fan of the past, not the Lin Fan who can't be bullied by you all anymore. Lin Haochen, you unjustly call yourself an elder, and actually scheme against your brother and nephew like this, why would there be someone like you in this world?"

"Indeed, back then, my father had concealed all of your brilliance. However, have you never looked for the reason yourself? You don't work hard, yet you resent others for being more outstanding than you. You keep complaining, instead of turning grief and indignation into motivation for your own cultivation. No wonder you have only cultivated to this level after more than ten years, it is because your heart is so small that it has created your current realm!

"Right now, I am more outstanding than Lin Yue. As my uncle, not only did you not protect me, you even tried to kill me. How could there be someone as venomous as you, who wants to kill me as soon as possible?"

"Humph!" "No matter how eloquent you are, I will definitely kill you today!" Lin Haochen coldly said.

"Kill him! Kill him! He must have used some kind of secret technique to increase his strength in a short period of time. Once he exceeds a certain time limit, he will die. Attack!"

With a command, dozens of death warriors surrounded Lin Fan.

"How reckless!" Lin Fan snorted coldly.

"Thirty-six Heavenly Dipper Fists, Righteous Energy of Heavenly Dipper!"

The fist shadows divided into two, splitting into three, and at the instant Lin Fan punched, it turned into fist prints that filled the sky, releasing it. The power of 249 cows at the perfect body refining stage exploded out, condensing into a fist.

The power of the fist burst out, with Lin Fan as the center, it released a gust of wind.

Dozens of Deathsworn flew out, their blood splattering all over the ground, and the smell of blood permeating the air.

Lin Fan stood there, imposing and imposing like a Devil God.

Lin Haochen was stunned, Lin Yue was stupefied, Lin Haohai and the rest were stunned. Meng Hanyue was shocked, she knew that Lin Fan was very strong, but she never thought that Lin Fan's strength was that strong.

This punch was no longer a question of whether he could withstand it or not. It was a question of whether he would die.

Even though her strength had already reached the Late Period of Enlightened Stage, facing dozens of body refining ninth level Martial Cultivator at the same time, she could only run away.

A single punch had sent these people flying.

Too powerful, too domineering. Was this his true strength? As expected of a pervert.

When Lin Fan had cleared the Tianmen Acupoint, his strength had reached two hundred cows and broke through the limit. Then, due to a lucky encounter, he stepped into the perfect body refining stage, causing his strength to once again increase, and his strength increased to two hundred and forty-nine points.

If this power were to explode out, what would it look like? It was just like how it was right now.

With the coordination of the Martial Soul, he gathered this energy, making the power become even stronger. However, the Glazed Golden Body Spell that Lin Fan cultivated in, his use of energy reached an extremely high level, and the degree of concentration of energy was not lower than that of the Late Period of Enlightened Stage Martial Cultivator.

After that punch, the lives of those tens of warriors were unknown.

This scene also deeply shocked Lin Haochen. At the same time, a trace of fear emerged within his heart towards Lin Fan.

This level of strength was not something he could contend against.

Staring at those eyes of his, Lin Haochen felt as if he were staring at a beast from the depths of the ocean, causing him to panic and he said in a trembling voice, "Lin Fan, you … "What are you going to do?"

Lin Fan laughed coldly, "Lin Haochen, even though you are heartless, I can't be unrighteous. No matter what, you are my father's Sibling, and are blood related to me, so I will forgive you this time.

"So fast!" Lin Haochen was shocked.

Before he could react, Lin Fan's fist had mercilessly landed on his abdomen, breaking his ribs. The fist force rushed into his body, dispersing the Qi that was circulating in his body, and injuring his internal organs.

He used the same method to injure Lin Haohai.

After doing all of this, Lin Fan calmly said, "Hanyue, let's go."

As for Lin Yue, his heart had already collapsed and he was smashed into pieces by Lin Fan. It was practically impossible for him to recover any further and he would be like this for the rest of his life.

Meng Hanyue asked: "Lin Fan, there's something I really don't understand, I don't want your style of doing things."

Lin Fan smiled mysteriously and said: "Hanyue, you're talking about why I let them go, they are my relatives after all. They are cold-blooded, but I am not cold-blooded."

"Bullshit!" Meng Hanyue glared at him.

"Go fool with the children! "You will allow them to live. Then what was that killing intent just now? I can feel it very clearly. You have killing intent. You definitely won't let them get away with it!"

"Hehe, as expected, nothing can hide from you, Hanyue. Do you know what kind of place this is?"

"The Mandang Mountain Range! "What's wrong?"

"Since you know that this is the Mandang Mountain Range, what else do you need me to explain?"

"You … "You …" Meng Hanyue was shocked, and couldn't help but let out a cold sweat. Having been reminded by Lin Fan, she immediately reacted: "This is the Mandang Mountain Range, the territory of the Demon Beast. The commotion just now must have attracted the attention of the Demon Beast, especially the stench of blood in the air.

It wouldn't be long before the Demon Beast surrounded that area.

Originally, with the strength of Lin Haochen and the rest, a mere group of Spirit Demon soldiers was not worth mentioning. However, Lin Fan's punch just now had severely injured them and damaged their strength, who knew how much more they could unleash.

With their severely injured bodies, it was very difficult for them to escape the Demon Beast's bloody mouth.

This was Lin Fan's plan.

Didn't Lin Haochen and the others want to use this to kill Lin Fan? I'll return it to you now.

"Lin Fan, I'm going back!"

"En, I'll go back then. Remember to go back and cultivate properly. Don't be so foolish!"

"Bastard, do you have nothing to say to me?"

"What are you saying!?" There didn't seem to be anything to say. Oh, and be careful on the way. Don't look like it anymore.

"Bastard, bastard! Lin Fan, you big bastard! Shut your eyes, I have something for you!"