The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 1070: Killing the Great Elder

Chapter 1070: Chapter 1070: Killing the Great Elder

The raging storm howled, turning the entire world into a whirlwind of chaos, with dense clouds hanging low in the sky, foreshadowing a mountainous rain.

The robust spiritual power even affected the weather, as Shuang’er and the others stood amidst this fierce wind, completely unstable. They could only support each other to barely maintain their forms.

"This is the spiritual technique I’ve developed over many years! This fist can shake mountains, split the earth, and obliterate the sky!"

"Ning Fan, meet your demise!"

As the Great Elder punched out, a terrifying sonic boom exploded around them.

His speed wasn’t fast, yet he could still cause such a deep sonic boom, only because the power contained in his fists was too vast.

It was merely by the layering of strength that a sonic boom had been created!

The roaring gale raged on, sweeping everything in its vicinity, with trees thick enough to require three people to encircle them being uprooted entirely.

Huo Erba let out a low growl, golden light spilling from his body, making him heavy as a mountain. Only then did he barely manage to protect the few of them, preventing them from being swept away by the savage winds.

Feeling this whistling force, Ning Fan’s eyes flickered with solemnity.

At the moment, all of the Great Elder’s attention was focused on him, including Zhai Yonghui and the others watching him.

Now was the best opportunity!

"Go!"

Ning Fan let go and hurled the long saber toward the Great Elder.

Robust spiritual power coursed through the long saber, clashing violently with the Great Elder’s fists, and a tremendous roar resounded once more.

In that moment, it seemed the entire world trembled, with even Zhai Yonghui raising his hand to block the scattering power.

The rolling dust obscured the sky, making it impossible to see the situation inside.

Just then, a figure suddenly flew out from the dust.

"Trying to escape?!"

Zhai Yonghui’s eyes turned cold, about to make a move to intercept, but then he saw several more figures flying out from the dust.

"What is this?"

He paused, suddenly thinking of something, and violently swung his sleeve.

Spiritual power wrapped in ferocious winds instantly swept away the dust in front of him.

In the clearing, only the Great Elder and Ning Fan remained.

As for the people of the Feiyu Sect, they had all been sent away by Ning Fan just now!

"Master!"

Shuang’er struggled forcefully in mid-air, but the spiritual power binding him tightly held him captive, unable to break free.

By his side were none other than Huo Erba, Vice Sect Master Zhuang Peng, and Yan Shuang.

"I’ll come for you."

Ning Fan looked back at them, and without waiting for Zhai Yonghui to react, he exploded forward, charging at the Great Elder.

Robust spiritual power condensed in his palm, turning into a Spiritual Sword Ray that brutally slashed at the Great Elder.

"You scoundrel! Bold and reckless junior!"

Zhai Yonghui’s eyes bulged with rage as he sent a palm strike toward Ning Fan, carrying the weight of a mountain!

The Great Elder, shattered by Ning Fan’s move, was currently trapped in a daze.

To be successively defeated by father and son was a blow beyond what ordinary people could imagine.

He looked ahead blankly, murmuring to himself.

"Impossible... It can’t be... How could this happen..."

Even as Ning Fan approached, he showed no sign of response.

"Scoundrel! Cease at once!"

Zhai Yonghui’s bellowing voice reached his ears, yet Ning Fan didn’t stop; his movements grew even faster.

He punched out, his robust spiritual power gathering at his fist, nearly forming into a solid beam of light.

Only at this moment did the Great Elder come to his senses, quickly trying to muster his spiritual power to defend against the strike.

"Bang!"

The dull sound, like a heavy hammer, crashed heavily onto the Great Elder.

The Great Elder’s protective spiritual power instantly burst apart, not even lasting a moment.

The Great Elder’s face changed dramatically, and he turned to flee.

But Ning Fan’s speed outclassed his, and a second punch landed unfailingly on the Great Elder’s back.

"Pfft!"

The Great Elder’s chest was pierced straight through, and bright red blood spurted from the wound.

"Your power... why..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Great Elder completely lost his vitality, his body collapsing heavily onto the ground.

An Elder from one of the Five Great Sects of Kunlun, a mere step away from the Pseudo-Dan Realm, died such an obscure death before Ning Fan.

As Ning Fan dealt the killing blow to the Great Elder, Zhai Yonghui’s furious strike also descended upon him.

"Die!"

Seeing the Great Elder slain, Zhai Yonghui’s anger flared to its peak.

To raise those ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators was not difficult for the current Flying Immortal Sect.

But to cultivate a steadfast power like the Great Elder required an immeasurable amount of time and resources!

In his rage, Zhai Yonghui even forgot that he had not made a move precisely because he did not want to kill Ning Fan.

Ning Fan reacted extremely fast. Facing the oncoming palm strike and knowing he could not dodge at this distance, he directly counterattacked with a punch.

"Boom!"

Spiritual power poured out furiously, clashing harshly with Zhai Yonghui’s palm.

Ning Fan’s spiritual power was utterly overpowered by Zhai Yonghui’s palm, pressing it back violently.

Ning Fan’s pupils dilated with shock.

This was the first time he encountered an existence whose realm and power completely overwhelmed him!

Was this the power of the Pseudo-Dan Realm?

"Boom!"

The next moment, the spiritual power completely collapsed, and Zhai Yonghui’s strike fully descended upon Ning Fan.

The ground beneath them instantly sunk, creating a massive palm-like impression!

Dust and smoke billowed, rolling like a surging tide.