At this moment, Zhang Fan, who was spinning rapidly, stopped in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the spiritual power in Zhang Fan's body also madly gathered towards the war spear in his hand.

Afterwards, the war spear turned into a beam of light and Zhang Fan threw it towards Leng Changqing with all his strength. A frightening aura diffused from the war spear's body, making the surrounding space seem to be completely torn at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Fan directly used the "floating light and glancing shadow". In an instant, Zhang Fan had already arrived behind Leng Changqing.

"Pumpy!"

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Fan slapped Leng Changqing's back with a dozen palms.

It seems that every palm is light and light, it is the "floating cloud palm".

Afterwards, Zhang Fan's figure flashed before returning to the original place again.

This momentary change made Leng Changqing horrified, and he had no time to react. It was just that he didn't understand that Zhang Fan had a chance to severely inflict him on him just now, but why he looked light and fluttering, no different from itching.

He didn't know that the war spear that Zhang Fan threw was just to attract Leng Changqing's attention. The real killer move was Zhang Fan's dozens of consecutive palms.

At this time, Zhang Fan's war spear had already come to the front, and when Leng Changqing's figure moved, he instantly thought that his right hand was offset by about one meter, and he successfully escaped Zhang Fan's blow.

"Boom!"

Afterwards, Zhang Fan's war spear also directly hit a boulder not far away.

In just an instant, this huge boulder the size of a house burst open from the middle, and pieces of basketball-sized rubble flew in all directions.

Leng Changqing was also taken aback, even Liu Hong in the distance was standing upside down at this moment.

Such a terrifying power is comparable to the powerhouses in the middle stage of the Martial Spirit Realm. Although they can do it, they are definitely not as easy as Zhang Fan.

After that, Zhang Fan did not continue to attack Leng Changqing, but stood silently in place, expressionless.

"It seems that Zhang Fan, your strength is nothing more than this, that is, your strength is a little bit bigger. With your strength, wanting to do me nothing is undoubtedly a foolish dream."

At this time, Leng Changqing settled down and said with a sneer on Zhang Fan's face.

"Really? Blast me!"

Looking at Leng Changqing, Zhang Fan was also smiling but not smiling. Then, his face became cold and he shouted directly.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

......

As Zhang Fan's voice fell, a dozen violent noises rang from inside Leng Changqing's body.

"what......"

Suddenly Leng Changqing's body trembled suddenly, and he also let out a painful roar.

"puff!"

Immediately afterwards, Leng Changqing immediately spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person knelt on one knee directly on the ground, his face turned pale at this moment.

At this moment Leng Changqing, his body was already overwhelmed, and even his dantian had cracks. Obviously, he had been injured to his origin.

The tremendous pain caused Leng Changqing to almost faint at this moment.

"Let me go, what is this move?"

At this moment, Liu Hong saw Zhang Fan's voice fall, and Leng Changqing spit out blood, kneeling on the ground, with a shocked expression on his face.

The change before and after was really too sudden, and it's no wonder that Zhang Fan just stayed in place and watched Leng Changqing silently, apparently already in his grasp.