The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 379: Qi Refinement Ninth Level_1

Chapter 379: Chapter 379: Qi Refinement Ninth Level_1

Suddenly, a wild wind howled into being!

Following that, the dust settled, and the huge gray mass slowly dissipated.

But what was seen was Ning Fan sitting cross-legged on the ground, his eyes tightly closed, his clothes in disarray, yet his breathing was incredibly steady.

"How... How is this possible?!"

Fei Zhongzhi almost had his eyeballs pop out, as the strike he had just delivered was the combined Inner Strength of seven men, intensified by sixty-four times!

Even he himself would not be able to withstand it!

How could this damned Ning Fan not be dead?

Clang!

Right then, Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes and stood up, with his aura soaring higher and higher, piercing the skies!

Soon, this aura seemed to break through a threshold and reached a new realm!

Boom!

In the void, a thunderous sound seemed to ring out, and yet, it was as if nothing had made a sound.

Only the presence of Ning Fan, all of a sudden, seemed to have changed.

"Qi Refinement... Ninth level!"

Ning Fan, feeling the surge of Spiritual Power inside him, formed a cold smile on his lips.

Having absorbed the pure Spiritual Energy from the token ring, he had not only blocked Fei Zhongzhi’s charged strike but had also advanced in his cultivation.

He looked up ahead, his eyes brimming with thick murderous intent.

"Fei Zhongzhi, now it’s my turn to kill you all!"

"You scoundrel, what does it matter if you block one punch? I can launch the same attack five more times, ten times, twenty times! How many can you block?"

Fei Zhongzhi’s face suddenly twisted into a hideous expression.

He gathered his strength again, the remaining six quickly cooperating, their surging Inner Strength once more converging onto Fei Zhongzhi.

Ning Fan beckoned at him with his fingers, his voice cold, "Then try it and see."

"Die!"

Fei Zhongzhi swung his fist fiercely, the Inner Strength surging forth like before, transforming into a ferocious dragon and roaring towards Ning Fan.

Faced with the oncoming ferocious dragon, Ning Fan’s eyes flashed, and he raised his right palm to meet the attack with a punch.

Boom!

The ferocious dragon collapsed on contact, scattering into the sky as dissipating Inner Strength.

Now, Ning Fan had reached the Ninth level of Qi Refinement, his strength unknowably multiplied several fold compared to before!

"This..."

Fei Zhongzhi’s eyes widened, his face filled with shock.

"Again."

Ning Fan beckoned to him again; he intended to completely shatter Fei Zhongzhi’s boasted Northern Seven Stars Formation!

Fei Zhongzhi, filled with embarrassment and rage, roared thunderously, and once again threw his punch!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

This time, it was not one punch but three!

Three fierce tornados, more powerful than before, roared like real dragons towards Ning Fan.

Boom!

The next moment, Ning Fan raised his hand and punched out three times in succession.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

He smashed Fei Zhongzhi’s three punches into smithereens!

"Ahh—"

Fei Zhongzhi screamed, staggering backward several steps, blood spurting from his mouth.

He looked up in utter horror, scarcely believing his own eyes.

"Again!"

Fei Zhongzhi wanted to gather his strength again, but he found that there was no more Inner Strength coming from behind.

Looking back, he saw the six in the formation had pale faces, clearly depleted of their energy.

"It seems, this is the end for you all!"

Ning Fan’s voice coldly rang out.

Bang!

A powerful punch thundered out, a torrent of Spiritual Power surged forth, sending Fei Zhongzhi flying!

The Northern Seven Stars Formation also shattered violently, with the remaining six collapsing to the ground.

Ning Fan’s legs powered up, and he shot through their midst like a phantom, his palm striking down on the three Third Grade Peak Grandmasters.

"No! Please don’t!"

"Spare us!"

"We... We know we were wrong..."

However, Ning Fan did not give them a chance to plead, his palm landing on each of their heads.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The three of them stiffened, dying instantly!

"Damn it!"

"This kid is too strong!"

"Flee! We can’t stay here and wait for death!"

The three Fourth Rank Grandmasters, having witnessed Ning Fan effortlessly breaking the Northern Seven Stars Formation, were filled with panic and despair, turning on their heels to flee.

However, how could Ning Fan let them escape?

"Too late to run now!"

Ning Fan leaped up, moving as fast as lightning, instantly catching up to the front-runner Grandmaster.

"You! Don’t kill me!"

The Grandmaster’s face was stricken with terror, and he instinctively tried to beg for mercy.

Ning Fan did not waste words and simply struck his head with a palm.

Thump!

Like a watermelon being smashed, the Grandmaster’s head exploded, and he died on the spot!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Seeing this, the other two Grandmasters didn’t dare to hesitate and leaped desperately to escape.

Ning Fan’s gaze followed them with icy detachment. His legs pushed off with force, and like an arrow, he swiftly caught up to the two in an instant.

"Die!"

He soared into the air, palms striking out, and his formidable Spiritual Power shot violently into their bodies.

The Spiritual Power torrent was like countless arrows, shredding their internal organs.

Splat! Splat!

Both spit out blood, a mixture of shredded organs mingling with the crimson flow.

They then fell from midair, turning into cold corpses, motionless.

After doing all this, Ning Fan finally turned back but saw Fei Zhongzhi madly rushing toward Xu Yourong, obviously trying to seize her once again as a hostage.

Seeing Ning Fan had noticed him, Fei Zhongzhi no longer concealed himself, striking a mad palm towards Xu Yourong, screaming hysterically:

"Ning Fan! Watch your woman die before your eyes!"