Chapter 1097 Turning Point

When Zu Tiangang and others thought about it, they concentrated all the true energy of the fourteen people into one punch. Even if they couldn't kill Fang Bai, they could still cause him to suffer heavy damage and lose his fighting power.

However, what they didn't expect was that Fang Bai actually received their punch. Although he looked a little embarrassed, it didn't seem to be anything serious.

Such a result was obviously not what Zu Tiangang and others wanted. While they were disappointed, they also became more wary of Fang Bai's strength.

Being able to block a combined attack from the fourteen of them shows that Fang Bai has the strength of an early-level Zhou level powerhouse.

If Fang Bai doesn't die, he will become a nightmare for all the disciples of their Ziyan Sect.

When Zu Tiangang and others were shocked, Fang Bai's counterattack came suddenly.

A ball of fire energy the size of a football, containing powerful energy, detached from Fang Bai's fist and swept up a rolling heat wave. Like a fire beast emerging from the wild world, it pounced on Zu Tiangang and others, seeming to swallow them whole. .

The power of Fang Bai's Raging Flame Fist was much more powerful than the punch that Zu Tiangang and others formed the snake formation to blast.

The fire energy he condensed with the Nine Turns True Fire Technique is pure and rich, the flame temperature is higher, and the destructive power is stronger. It bombards ordinary warriors, even if they are protected by true energy, they cannot withstand it.

Zhu Hongyan, the elder of the Ziyan Sect just now, is an example. Because of a sneak attack on Fang Bai, he was killed by Fang Bai with one punch. His body was roasted into charcoal by the scorching fire energy.

At this moment, in the eyes of the hundreds of disciples from various major sects who had retreated to the far side of the stone platform, when Fang Bai fired out his raging fist, it was as if he had plucked the scorching sun from the sky, and then smashed it towards Zu Tiangang and the others. People, just the monstrous heat wave makes people feel scared and dare not block it.

Just now Zu Tiangang and fourteen others joined forces to repel Fang Bai, causing Fang Bai to suffer a small loss.

And now Fang Bai's counterattack, can Zu Tiangang and fourteen others join forces to catch it?

Everyone is waiting to see.

Everyone understood that Fang Bai's punch was likely to be the turning point in today's battle.

If Zu Tiangang and others can take over, the two sides can continue to fight. It is not yet known who will win.

If he fails to catch it, Fang Bai's attacks will continue, and Zu Tiangang and others will be in danger.

Zu Tiangang and others knew this very well.

"This guy is awesome, invincible!"

Facing Fang Bai's wrathful flame fist, feeling the terrifying high temperature and destructive power contained in it, Zu Tiangang and the thirteen Hong-level warriors of the Purple Flame Sect behind him felt a little fear in their hearts. The idea of ​​​​temporarily avoiding the front.

However, at this moment, Fang Bai's coercion enveloped the entire stone platform, and Zu Tiangang and others seemed to be in a quagmire. Their strength was not enough to escape from this restraint, so their movement speed slowed down a lot, and it was too late to dodge.

The dazzling fire energy arrived in an instant, and the scorching heat seemed to tear apart the body-protecting essence of Zu Tiangang and others, causing their skin to ache.

In desperation, Zu Tiangang and others had no choice but to bite the bullet and receive Fang Bai's punch.

"Everyone, work together to kill this boy!"

Zu Tiangang shouted loudly, his eyes widened with anger, his robes were billowing, his beard and hair were messy and flying, and he instantly raised his true energy to the limit, looking like an angry lion.

The thirteen powerful men of the Purple Flame Sect behind Zu Tiangang all had solemn faces and serious expressions as they once again introduced their true energy into his body.

"Hey!"

Zu Tiangang let out a violent roar, raised his fists tightly together high above his head, and then slammed them down. A ball of fire energy burst out from his fists, facing the anger that had been blasted ten feet in front of him. Flame Fist.

If the fourteen Hong-level warriors of the Purple Flame Sect, headed by Zu Tiangang, had just punched with all their strength, then with this punch, they had raised their true energy to the limit, making the punch even more powerful and powerful. .

boom--

The sound of the collision of true energy sounded again, deafening, and everyone present was trembling in their hearts.

The dozens of overturned stone chairs at the edge of the stone platform were like leaves flying into the air under the shock wave of wildly spreading true energy, and then fell with a crash, shattering to pieces.

In an instant, stone chips splashed on the stone platform, smoke and dust filled the air, and the figures of Fang Bai, Zu Tiangang and others became blurred.

Immediately, a muffled sound was heard coming from the diffuse smoke, and someone was obviously injured.

But who was injured? The disciples of the major sects who had retreated to the far side of the stone platform had no way of knowing for a while. They could only stare and watch.

The people at the scene who were most concerned about the outcome of the duel were undoubtedly the disciples of the Bitao Martial Arts Academy and the disciples of the Ziyan Sect. Because this duel could change their destiny and even determine their life and death, they raised their hearts high and expressed it in their expressions. Feeling nervous and anxious.

A gust of wind blew by, and the stone chips and smoke quickly dispersed, and the scene on the stone platform once again appeared in the eyes of the disciples of the major sects.

"How is this possible!"

After seeing the scene on the stone platform clearly, everyone was amazed.

At this moment, the stone platform was in a mess. Only two of the fifteen strong men in the duel were standing, and the remaining thirteen were all slumped on the ground.

The two people standing were Fang Bai and Zu Tiangang.

Fang Bai frowned slightly, shook his head with a wry smile, and muttered something to himself, as if he was dissatisfied with the results of his punch.

Zu Tiangang's fists drooped, his body was trembling, and blood was constantly flowing out of his mouth and nose. He looked at Fang Bai with a bit of fear in his eyes.

It can be seen from Zu Tiangang's weak and messy warrior aura that he was seriously injured in this collision with Fang Bai and his combat power was greatly damaged.

As for the thirteen Hong-level experts from the Purple Flame Sect behind Zu Tiangang, the situation was much more tragic.

The beards, hair and clothes of each of them had ceased to exist under the high temperature of Fang Bai's flame fist. The skin on their naked bodies was burned in many places and dripping with blood, which looked shocking.

Their eyes were dull, their spirits were listless, their warrior aura was extremely weak, and they had almost lost their fighting power.

Fang Bai won this battle completely.

"God bless Bitao Martial Academy...God bless Bitao Martial Academy..."

In the distance of the stone platform, Ge Feng, who was standing in front of several Bitao Martial Academy disciples, stared at Fang Bai on the stone platform, murmuring to himself, his voice trembling, and unknowingly, tears had blurred his eyes.

The defeat of Zu Tiangang and others heralded the beginning of the decline of Ziyan Sect, and Bitao Martial Academy, with Fang Bai in charge, was bound to rise rapidly.

As for the dozens of other sects present, who were frightened by Fang Bai, who dared to compete with him?

Defeating the Ziyan Sect and becoming the largest sect in the Qianhu Kingdom has been the wish of all the disciples of Bitao Martial Academy for thousands of years. Now it is finally expected to come true. How could Ge Feng not be so excited that he burst into tears?

"This son is only more than 20 years old, and he is already a universe-level powerhouse. He can be compared with the proud sons of those second-grade sects and even first-grade sects. From now on, he will be assisted by Ziyan Sect's large amount of training resources and practice diligently. In another twenty years, it will be possible for him to advance to the level of a universe-level powerhouse. By then, he will be among the top powerhouses in the true martial arts world!"

Han Xingyu, the elder of the Xuannv Sect, was also looking at Fang Bai on the stone platform, his eyes sparkling with admiration in his heart.