Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

However, Zhu Bufan's thoughts had changed now because he knew that if he didn't finish off this little boy, many people would tragically die by his hands.

From the murderous intent bursting out from the little boy Duan Xiaowu's eyes just now, one could tell that this boy had already killed many.

"Hmph! Die..." Duan Xiaowu shouted explosively through clenched teeth.

Then he swung his small fist directly towards Zhu Bufan's forehead.

Zhu Bufan remained calm.

He raised his fist directly in response to Duan Xiaowu's small fist.

A large fist against a small fist, issuing a muffled 'bang' sound.

This time, neither was blasted backward.

Instead, using the force from Zhu Bufan's punch, Duan Xiaowu leaped into the air.

Yes, this meant that Duan Xiaowu would next employ his unique technique.

Red Flame Fist!

When Duan Xiaowu reached a certain height, nearly touching the banquet hall's ceiling, he stopped ascending.

He roared:

"Red Flame Fist First Form: Annihilation."

Instantly, just like the last time, the surrounding temperature surged.

This was already inside a hotel, and due to the earlier bomb explosion causing an electrical short-circuit, the air conditioning had been off for a while.

Thus, the temperature in the entire banquet hall changed abruptly.

Everyone immediately felt a wave of heat strike, sweat involuntarily flowing from their bodies, but at this moment, no one wiped the sweat from their bodies, instead staring wide-eyed at Duan Xiaowu suspended mid-air.

At this moment, Duan Xiaowu hovered in midair, eyes blood-red just like before, but with one difference— he now resembled an electric grill, bursting forth bursts of fiery red sparks from inside his body, illuminating the somewhat dim banquet hall.

And at this moment, Duan Xiaowu's spiritual power was continuously rising, meaning his strength was getting stronger.

Watching Duan Xiaowu float in midair, Zhu Bufan's eyebrows unconsciously furrowed.

From the feel of it, the power of Duan Xiaowu's Red Flame Fist this time would definitely be many times greater than last time.

In an instant, Zhu Bufan gathered his utmost concentration.

Actually, Zhu Bufan wasn't concerned about this first form, but about the second form that Duan Xiaowu didn't use last time; Zhu Bufan vaguely sensed that this time Duan Xiaowu would definitely be able to execute the second form of Red Flame Fist.

As for what kind of move the second form of Red Flame Fist was and what its killing power was, Zhu Bufan was completely clueless at this moment.

A killer move becomes one because the opponent does not know about it.

At this time, Duan Xiaowu seemed to have gathered enough energy; he suddenly opened his tightly clenched eyes, spread his arms, shouted loudly, then clenched his small fist, swung his arm around, and then one could see his arm shrouded in firelight.

Then, he swung his small fist backward.

"Go to hell!"

Duan Xiaowu screamed oddly.

Then one saw a sphere-like flame fist, as large as a washbasin, directly bombarding toward Zhu Bufan's location.

Wherever the Flame Fist passed, screeching sounds were emitted, as if the surrounding air couldn't withstand its high temperature and was trembling.

Watching the Flame Fist continuously approaching and feeling the high temperature it emitted, Zhu Bufan's pupils constricted; he didn't dare to bluntly receive it!

He instantly dodged to the side.

However, at that moment, it seemed as if the Flame Fist had its own intelligence, seemingly knowing that Zhu Bufan would dare not face it head-on and choose to dodge to the side; it automatically altered its trajectory just as Zhu Bufan darted away.

"Fuck, is that still the same Red Flame Fist from before? Damn it, it even has homing and maneuvering capabilities! Shit, did you little brat go upgrade it?"

Zhu Bufan cursed in his heart.

A burning heat came from his back; Zhu Bufan had no choice but to run around frantically. Joking aside, if he got hit by that huge Flame Fist, he'd either end up dead or crippled.

He glanced at Mi Tao.

Then, Zhu Bufan just ran straight towards him.

Zhu Bufan believed that Mi Tao could definitely disperse that Flame Fist.

In mid-air, Duan Xiaowu saw Zhu Bufan scuttling everywhere, and a playful smirk formed on his lips.

However, before he could maintain that smirk for long,

Mi Tao just threw out a punch right away.

A punch filled with powerful intent, and one could vaguely see a tiger's head within Mi Tao's punch.

As soon as the tiger head appeared, a buzzing noise arose in the surroundings.

The noise wasn't loud, but if you listen carefully, you could still hear it.

There was also a gust of wind blowing simultaneously.

"Bang…" A loud noise echoed.

Then, you would see the tiger head fist colliding with the Flame Fist.

Instantly, the Flame Fist cracked inch by inch, while the tiger head fist remained unchanged.

Everyone was shocked, Zhu Bufan gasped in cold air.

Mi Tao's strength was really extraordinary!

After shattering the Flame Fist, the tiger head fist didn't disappear but directly flew towards Duan Xiaowu in the air.

Just as the tiger head fist was about to hit Duan Xiaowu, the withered old man made his move.

With a flicker, he appeared right next to Duan Xiaowu and simply waved his hand, dispersing the tiger head fist directly.

"Fuck, what kind of power is that, so freaking awesome." Zhu Bufan's eyes widened as he yelled.

If that tiger head fist had been directed at him, he certainly wouldn't need to resist; it would have been waiting for death.

Yet such a fierce tiger head fist was casually dispersed by a wave of the withered old man's hand; what immense strength he must have!

"Fragmentation Period!" Mi Tao casually remarked.

"Uh!" Zhu Bufan was taken aback.

"Fragmentation Period? What's that?" Zhu Bufan was confused, and after thinking carefully, it seemed to be the name of a realm.

This was actually Zhu Bufan's first time hearing the term Realm.

He found it very strange; he had never thought that there really were distinctions of realms. His earlier shout was just a blurt because Zhu Bufan had read many novels before which clearly divided realms.

Similar to his own cultivation of spiritual power, there were clear distinctions in realms. Initially, Zhu Bufan didn't care about these distinctions, but as he met more powerful people, he unintentionally inquired about it.

Upon learning that realms were clearly distinguished, Zhu Bufan originally wanted to ask Mi Tao immediately. However, seeing the situation here, he decisively quelled his urge to ask and walked over to Mi Cai's side.

Because from the beginning, Mi Tao had instructed him that if a fight broke out, he should take care of Mi Cai. Now that it looked like a melee was going to happen, and he still had questions about realms to ask, Zhu Bufan would need to make an effort.

"Mi Tao, you dare attack my grandson, you're seeking death," the withered old man bellowed.

Then he immediately charged towards Mi Tao.

At this moment, seeing the withered old man making his move, the robed figure didn't even think before launching an attack, and the several people who came with him also launched their attacks in succession.

Thus, the melee began.