Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 252: The person with super powers has arrived, and the blue sky is here!
On the gloomy long street, Fang Can was the only one standing on the entire hundred-meter-long street.

The rest of the imperial guards were all captured by his force field, floating in the air in a panic.

The eyes of these imperial guards were panicked and they looked around, but they could not utter a single word, as if they were under a spell of immobilization.

They felt as if they were trapped in a space and no matter how hard they struggled, they could not break free.

At the same time, there was a tremendous force that was tearing their arms to the sides.

At this moment, the thousands of imperial guards who were working together all felt a sense of tearing.

Soon, intense pain began to fill their minds. Their arms had been stretched to the extreme and could be dislocated at any time.

Just when they were in despair, suddenly, a furious shout came: "Fang Can, you bastard, how dare you do this."

As the words were spoken, the earth trembled slightly, and a figure was approaching rapidly at this moment.

It was obvious that he could no longer sit still after seeing Fang Can's behavior and was ready to take action.

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There was no chance for the other party to make any noise, and blood was spilled all over the street with the sound of flesh being torn.

Amid the countless screams that came out of throats, Fang Can turned around and asked indifferently:
"What did you say just now? I didn't hear it clearly. Please repeat it again."

"You...you..." The man pointed at Fang Can, obviously very angry about Fang Can's behavior.

The man was dressed in court robes, obviously a high-ranking official in the court. He had an unfathomable aura, not inferior to Fang Can, and his strength was probably at the third level.

But Fang Can didn't care about the other party's identity. He was in a terrible mood.

As soon as he came here, he was threatened by Liu Qingmeng, and then his mansion was surrounded. All the people he knew played ostriches, and the imperial guards were ready to arrest people.

In his sea of consciousness, the sun that had been meditating these days was now continuously releasing terrifying heat.

As his sea of consciousness was stirred by emotions, Fang Can's strength increased more than ten times faster, but along with it came emotional instability.

Those golden chains of order kept trembling under the shining of the sun, and seemed to be on the verge of breaking. They could only continuously absorb and devour the bursts of light to strengthen themselves in order to maintain their sanity.

But in reality, Fang Can, who was directly affected by his emotions, had a face as cold as ice, and beneath his icy face were emotions that were about to explode.

'Kill! Kill! Kill!'

Forcing himself to suppress the surging consciousness, Fang Can gently raised his right fist, and the expression of the third-level courtier also became slightly serious.

But in the next moment, Fang Can put down his arm again, his expression returned to calm, he turned around and ignored the third person, and walked into the mansion.

"Hmph! I want to escape!"

Looking at Fang Can's unstoppable back, the minister snorted coldly: "You beat the imperial guards and thought you could be safe if you just hide."

"If you don't surrender now, I will demolish you and everyone else in the mansion."

"You can protect yourself, but can you protect the family behind you?"

As he spoke, the courtier's mind transformed into surging true energy, which condensed into a brilliant energy ball emitting white light in his palm.

Although it was not launched, all the hidden forces knew that once the ball of light exploded, no grass would grow within a hundred meters.

This is also a blatant threat. If it were Fang Can alone, it would certainly be difficult to deal with him, but Fang Can now has a large family and a powerful fortune, so the monk can run away but the temple cannot.

Ignoring the bright ball of light behind him, Fang Can stepped into the mansion and looked at the nervous people.

Ye Yonglie said with a heavy face: "God, don't bother with us. Just escape and ascend to heaven. You will have revenge and even resurrect us one day."

All the believers and the woman nodded in unison, but they heard the courtiers' sneer behind them: "Escape? Where can you escape to? You will definitely not be able to leave the capital today." "Fang Can! I'll give you three counts. If you don't surrender, prepare to be buried with your men."

"three……"

The voice of the courtier came from a distance, and the energy ball in the palm of his hand shook unsteadily, and it could explode at any time.

"two……"

The courtier's voice seemed to come from the bottom of everyone's heart. The residents who had been hiding around began to fear that they would be affected and prepared to flee immediately.

"1." Fang Can, who had his back to San Zhuan, helped the other party to spit out the number in advance.

Almost at the moment the words fell, a middle-aged man with a scar on his face appeared behind the courtier.

The moment he appeared, the white ball of light on San Zhuan's arm disappeared instantly like a candle flame that had lost its burning medium.

Then a strong hand stretched out from the man's chest and pressed on the head of the third-turn courtier.

The palm was not perfect, and one could even see pores on it like those of an ordinary person.

But under this hand, San Zhuan's head was unable to stop the downward pressure of the arm, and his cheek was squeezed into the mud at supersonic speed.

"boom!"

As the soil flew, San Zhuan's cheek squeezed out a three-meter-wide deep pit on the hard bluestone slab, as well as spider-web-like cracks around it.

silence--

Everyone on the street stared at this scene in a daze, without reacting.

All that was heard was a loud roar coming from the man's body.

"Who dares to hurt my Lord Song...Brother Fang Can!"

As the words were spoken, everyone watched as a figure walked out of the body of the middle-aged man with a scar on his face.

A man wearing a red and white tights, a blood-red cloak behind him and a huge letter F on his chest walked out of Ji Donglai's body.

Just like carrying a dead dog, Superman F grabbed San Zhuan's head and pulled him out.

The next person who came out was an eighteen-year-old young man with black hair and headphones hanging around his neck. He walked out slowly with his hands plugged in.

By the time everyone around reacted, five people with completely different appearances, genders and clothing had already walked out from the middle-aged man with the scar on his face.

"The hero always appears last. My Xiao Yan-style rescue came in time." The Rotten King looked at Fang Can and raised his eyebrows.

In the hands of Superman F, San Zhuan's face was bruised and swollen. He knew that he was definitely no match for the people in front of him, so he simply questioned:

"Who are you... How dare you protect Fang Can? Aren't you afraid of the fourth level..."

"Fuck you, if you keep pushing me, I'll let you fly."

F raised his foot with great enthusiasm and directly kicked San Zhuan's penis, testicles and pelvis, shattering them.

Amid the screams, seemingly still unsatisfied, Superman F punched San Zhuan in the face with his fist as big as a sandbag.

While smashing, he cursed: "You are a barbarian without super powers. You don't even kowtow to the great master with super powers. You are the opposite of Tian Gang."

After saying that, he seemed unsatisfied and directly grabbed a brick beside him and threw it at San Zhuan's face.

The originally fragile stone bricks seemed like an indestructible rigid body under the blessing of the force field. After a few hits, San Zhuan's head was deformed and his entire forehead was sunken.

(End of this chapter)