Xiaoyao Demon's aura suddenly changed after he used the secret technique. His tall body and steel-like physique brought an unprecedented sense of oppression to people. Even Huang Yun, Yan Zhenqing and other extremely senior figures could not help but be overwhelmed by the overbearing Jedi.
Awe-struck by his aura, he was secretly amazed.
When Liao Cang took action again, he had already put away the Mad Demon Stick, and instead used a pair of fists that were more powerful than the Mad Demon Stick to hit Feng Jueyu's head fiercely.
Because he had used the Demonic Shocking Technique, he no longer bothered to use any weapons, his body was the weapon.
boom!
A punch to suppress the air, before it really landed, it made the surrounding space tremble with fear and trembling. The void in the sky was like a smashed mirror, torn apart, and the terrifying power of the cave turned into a fist as big as a small mountain.
Shadow, even the ground sank several feet again.
"A good move kills the devil with an empty fist. This is the scary thing about the free devil."
"With just this move, Feng Jueyu no longer dares to be arrogant. This arrogant little guy will eventually have to pay for his arrogance."
Yuan Chongtian, Leng Yunfei, Xu Lei, Li Changxian and others secretly committed suicide.
People like Yan Zhenqing, Huang Yun, Chen Chong and others even hid their juniors behind their backs, releasing huge qi energy to offset the oppression caused by the power of the punch, fearing that Yan Xin, Wen Su, and Chen Yang'er would be affected.
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But despite this, everyone's clothes and robes were blown violently by the fist wind, as if they were about to be torn to pieces.
Such an astonishing punch was many times more terrifying than the dozens or hundreds of moves put together.
How can this little seventh-turn god stop him?
Everyone turned their attention to Feng Jueyu, their eyes burning. They wanted to see how Feng Jueyu defended against this domineering and ferocious move.
Terrifying energy was flowing around, and that area of the world felt like it was being squeezed out, making bang-bang-bang explosion sounds.
Before the huge shadow of the fist arrived, a phantom-heavy and powerful fist field force field was woven around Feng Jueyu, blocking almost all his escape routes.
Liao Cang's punch was not fast, but it captured all the wishes of the universe. He himself was very satisfied with this punch.
"It's comfortable. It's been a long time since I've used the secret art of using the Secret Magic Technique. Little guy, today you can make me use the Magic Magic Technique as an exception. Even if you die here, you can become famous in all walks of life in Western Japan...
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"You...you can rest in peace."
He spoke with contempt and looked with disdain, treating Feng Jueyu like a dead person.
At the same time, his fists were astonishing, and he was approaching Feng Jueyu step by step. As the distance got closer, Liao Cang's self-confidence and fists increased to the point where no one could beat him, causing the void around him to scream.
There was a muffled sound, and countless fragments of light fragmented and fell off, as if a surrounding area had collapsed.
Everyone in the audience nodded secretly. This punch shook the sky and earth, shattering Zhou Xu. How could Feng Jueyu block it?
You can't stop it at all!
Just when he thought of this, he saw Feng Jueyu rising into the sky, a pair of golden ghost dragon wings attracting howling winds.
I saw his figure pause in the air, and then, beyond everyone's expectation, he flew towards the fist shadow without retreating.
Don't hide, don't hide, but want hard steel.
This made everyone watching look confused.
Is he really not afraid of death?
"What a weird magic trick, it's nothing more than a small body-refining magic of the devil. If you want to defeat all magic with one force, it depends on whether my fist agrees or not."
Feng Jueyu roared proudly, and the sound struck in all directions.
As he shouted out his words, the onlookers suddenly had the illusion of seeing the sun through the clouds and becoming so heroic that they couldn't help but change their eyes.
Before the thoughts in everyone's minds emerged, Feng Jueyu made a seal with his palm and punched him.
The seemingly weak fist burst out with amazing potential, like a blazing white sun rising slowly, dazzlingly.
With this punch, the sky and the earth were shaken, and the Zhouxu in all directions also showed signs of cracking and collapse. Countless fragments of the Zhouxu danced wildly under the strong winds set off by the two fists, like a strange and astonishing event.
The storm is trying to swallow up this whole world.
Just for a moment...
The two fists collided hard together, and a deafening roar suddenly erupted from the terrifying force collision. It was visible to the naked eye that there were mighty energy ripples spreading out between the two fists.
The impact of this energy ripple was so great that it was like a circular blade spanning the sky, instantly slicing off a large section of the top of the mountain.
The terrible destruction directly wiped out everything on the mountain, turning them into smoke and disappearing.
"That's awesome, go back quickly."
Seeing the destruction and crushing of that energy impact, it formed an unprecedented power. Many masters stood up from the ground at the same time, controlling flying artifacts to escape the starry sky, not daring to stay where they were.
Then he looked towards the scene of the battle and saw two figures shooting out at the same time.
Feng Jueyu retreated a hundred feet away, and the sleeve of his punching arm was blown open by the fist of the strange demon. The skin of the exposed arm seemed to be exploded by a powerful force, and was broken into pieces.
Blood flowed out piece by piece.
Liao Cang's punch was not weak. If it had been another seventh-level god-man here, his arm would have been beaten to a bloody pulp, and his body would have been blown apart.
Looking at Xiaoyao Demon Liao Cang again, he retreated seventy feet away, and the sleeves of the Confucian robe on the same arm exploded layer by layer, revealing a dark purple arm like steel.
The glowing magic light looks extremely gorgeous and dazzling.
Obviously, Liao Cang had the upper hand with this move.
The onlookers who flew into the air finally breathed a sigh of relief. This is only reasonable. If a seventh-turn god-man is physically stronger than Liao Cang, then he is in trouble.
Xiaoyao Demon Liao Cang laughed proudly, and the arrogance in his eyes became more intense: "Little guy, I haven't tried my best yet, so I can't bear it anymore? If so, I advise you to hand over the treasure as soon as possible, so
I can also give you a happy death."
Everyone looked at Feng Jueyu and saw that Liao Cang's words were not about arrogance, but confidence in his strength.
What about Feng Jueyu, how should I choose?
At this moment, Feng Jueyu also laughed: "You want me to admit defeat with just one punch. You are too happy too soon."
"What? Do you still have the energy to fight?"
Liao Cang laughed ferociously. In his opinion, Feng Jueyu's behavior was totally disrespectful.
"I haven't been punched before, so how do I know if I haven't been punched before? Why don't you take a punch from me and give it a try?"
Feng Jueyu smiled, his expression excited and heroic, and there was no trace of the confusion in his mood after the injury.
And when he finished laughing, he turned into a white light and rushed out.
His speed was not so fast that everyone could see that his arm was wrapped in many complex and mysterious avenue symbols, and emitted bunches of demonic and ghostly blazing brilliance, just like there were many brands.
The silk thread with divine words quickly wrapped up the almost useless arm.
And this phenomenon was completed in just an instant.
When the blazing light was no longer dazzling, everyone discovered that Feng Jueyu's bloody arm had long since returned to its original state, even more delicate and smooth than before, and at the same time filled with majestic power.
Rejection!
He made a seal with his palms, put his fingers together into a fist, and waved his arms like steel whips, making the air crackle.
"If you are stubborn, I will let you die."
Seeing Feng Jueyu not retreating but moving forward with a fist to kill, Liao Cang's purple-black eyes flashed ferociously and he fiercely punched to meet him.
Bang!
The two fists collided together again. This time, an even more terrifying storm surged and exploded with the two of them in the center. The impact caused all things in the world to shatter and dissipate in an instant. The energy ripples were like a turbulent wave that collapsed like a tidal wave, causing the mountain to sink.
, and briefly became shorter.
Following this fist fight, the two men shot out like arrows from the string again, but this time, Feng Jueyu retreated less than a hundred feet, while Liao Cang retreated two feet further than before.
"It's really a pleasure."
Feng Jueyu thought to himself.
The reason why he took the initiative and made a high-profile attack was actually to confirm some conjectures.
The Ascension Dao Body Technique itself is not refined and pure enough, and the Xutian Cave has just been opened. The potential contained in the two is as deep as the sea, and even he does not know the limit.
But as long as you fight life and death, you can develop your own potential to the greatest extent, so that your own strength can achieve leaps and bounds again and again.
Now, he found the answer, just as he had guessed.
This made Feng Jueyu extremely excited.
Therefore, I am more excited and happy.
"Come again!"
Feng Jueyu laughed loudly, as if he was the only one in the world and no one could stop his progress.
In the eyes of other powerful people watching, this kind of behavior is tantamount to going crazy.
Even though he was crazy, Feng Jueyu's strength was gradually recognized and shocked by everyone.
"This boy's strength is so amazing, how dare he use his physical strength to fight against Liao Cang Hard Steel, who was born as a demon cultivator?"
Everyone was shocked and couldn't believe it.
Only Yan Xin thought for a long time and said, "Oh, do I know who he is?"
"Girl? What did you think of?"
Yan Zhenqing was the first to turn his head, and then everyone looked at Yan Xin.
"Does Miss Yan know his origin and background?"
"No, I just remembered where I had heard of these three people, Feng Jueyu." Yan Xin said seriously.
"Where have you heard it?"
Because Feng Jueyu's realm and the strength he displayed were completely different and completely exceeded everyone's expectations, everyone was naturally very curious about Feng Jueyu's identity.
"Hunbao Tower!"
Yan Xin's eyes were blazing, like a ball of fire burning: "More than 2,500 years ago, Hunbao Tower announced the latest four major lists, and a man named Demon Slayer Young Master suddenly appeared on the list. That man
Just call it Feng Jueyu?”
"You mean that little guy who killed so many people in the Night Demon Plane?"
After hearing this, Chen Chong immediately remembered that incident that seemed to him to be a trivial incident back then.
"Yes, that's him."
"Master Demon Slayer, he suddenly appeared during the Night Demon Civil War and killed many contemporary geniuses in the Night Demon Plane. But at that time, didn't he only have the cultivation level of the Fourth Transformation Realm? At that time, there were many people in Xiyingzhou who
Many people feel dissatisfied that Hunbaolou included a fourth-level kid on the list of contemporary geniuses. How many years has passed now? How could he reach such a point?"