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Chapter 693

"kill!"

Abdulrahman took action first.

He brandished a golden machete, and flashes of light flashed on the machete, intending to blind people's eyes.

This is the treasure of his Golden Sword Martial Arts School. It is a powerful magical weapon that has been passed down for nearly a hundred years. This sword has the ability to cut through gold and jade. No matter what it is, it can cut through thick tank armor in one go.

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He wants to kill Yang Yifei first, become the number one martial artist in Asia, and make everyone else surrender under his command.

"Since you want to die first, this sect will allow you to do so."

To deal with such a person, Yang Yifei didn't even bother to use weapons. He made a fist seal with his right hand and struck casually.

"How dare you underestimate me so much."

Abdulrahman was furious, brandished his machete, jumped up suddenly, and slashed at Yang Yifei.

Even if several other powerful men in the heavenly realm want to fight him, they must be careful and use their strongest magical weapons. But this kid actually used his bare hands and hit him casually. How could he not be angry?

Buzz!

Spiritual energy from all directions surged toward Yang Yifei's fist, forming a cyan fist mark. The fist mark shook the void, and the space between Yang Yifei and Aduraman seemed to be violently shaking paper. After the vibration, it made a rattling sound.

This punch looks simple, but after absorbing the surrounding aura, it is already several times more powerful than Da Xin's full use of Buddha's Mahamudra.

boom!

The fist mark hit the golden knife hard.

Click!

A clear voice came out.

The sharp golden sword, the indestructible golden sword, which seems to be able to cut through space, has no ability to resist this random punch.

A series of cracks spread on the blade surface, and then it broke into countless pieces.

All that was left in Aduraman's hand was the handle of the knife.

"No!"

Abdulrahman roared.

That's his treasure.

But then, his roar turned into fear.

The punch did not disappear after shattering the golden sword, but continued to move forward.

There are strands of green light behind the cyan fist seal, like a green dragon, soaring through the nine heavens.

"not good."

Aduraman was horrified. Only then did he realize that the gap between himself and Yang Yifei could not be bridged by one knife or two. The power of this punch was not simple.

However, Da Xin and others did not come to rescue, and just looked on coldly.

"Damn it, they want me to test out Yang Yifei's strength first. It's best if we both lose so that they can take advantage."

Aduraman suddenly understood, but he had no choice. He was already being targeted by Yang Yifei and could not avoid it. He had to mobilize all the power of heaven and earth to form a golden sword and rush forward suddenly.

"You want to kill me, but that's not enough." Aduraman roared angrily, and then turned into despair.

He thought that everyone was a great master of the heaven realm. Even if there was a difference in mobilizing the power of heaven and earth, the difference was not big. He used the golden sword formed by all the power of heaven and earth that he could mobilize. Even if he could not kill Yang Yifei, he could still block this random attack.

fist.

However, all this is just Aduraman's self-righteousness.

When that punch came, it had already shattered the fist seal of a golden sword. It easily shattered the golden sword formed by Aduraman with the power of heaven and earth again, and then hit him with the force.

boom!

The fist seal exploded and blood splattered everywhere.

A figure suddenly flew out.

boom!

Aduraman was like a kite with a broken string, hitting him in the distance and throwing up a cloud of dust.

Dust was rising, covering the sky and the sun.

Faintly visible, Aduraman lay there, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

hiss……

Everyone was shocked.

There were gasping sounds everywhere.

A light punch, which in their opinion could not even kill a chicken, actually knocked away the strongest man in Malaysia, the master of the heavenly realm, Aduraman. This was even after he blocked it twice in succession.

In this case, what would have been the result if we had not blocked those two times?

The most important thing is that Yang Yifei's punch seemed effortless, he didn't use all his strength at all, and it even seemed to use only a trace of strength.

So how strong should his full power be?

Overturning mountains and seas, destroying heaven and earth?

The smoke and dust dispersed.

Aduraman smashed into the earth and sank deeply.

This punch did not kill him, but the powerful force rushed into his body and destroyed all the meridians in his body, which was more difficult for him to accept than killing him.

From then on, this ambitious master of Malaysia became a useless person.

A useless person who is inferior to ordinary people.

On the other hand, Yang Yifei stood there calmly and gracefully, as if he had just swatted away a fly, instead of destroying a powerful heavenly realm expert.

"Master is so strong!"

Saranu's eyes were full of admiration.

Only when you enter the martial arts world do you realize that life can be so colorful.

"I knew that Yang Zong would definitely win."

Li Jianhua and Yu Chenzi were very excited.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yifei's strength actually improved again. He was even stronger than when he killed Mashiro Yanagihara with his sword and set foot in the Japanese martial arts world. Originally, they thought that Yang Yifei would go through a hard fight and then lose less humiliatingly.

It can also be regarded as saving a little face for the Chinese martial arts community. Now it seems that it is not just about saving face, but also to show prestige for the Chinese martial arts community.

"You... are stronger than before."

Furuya said solemnly.

"It's not that we are stronger than before, but that our previous opponents were too weak and there was no need for our sect to use more strength. You are the same, you are all ants. It's a pity that no one in the world can make our sect use all its strength."

Yang Yifei sighed.

"Baga, you're talking nonsense."

Furuya Yukirong felt humiliated.

Could it be that the entire Japanese martial arts world failed to bring out your true strength?

No, that's definitely not the case. You're bragging and trying to boost your confidence.

After thinking about this, Furuya Yukirō breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Yifei stood proudly, as if a dragon soaring in the nine heavens was looking down at the ants: "Submit, or perish."

Da Xin's face suddenly turned ugly, and so did Dirang Kumar and others.

Many people besieged them, but they were suppressed by one person. If word spread, how could they have the dignity to lead a country's martial arts world?

If nothing else, as long as Yang Yifei leaves alive today, they will be completely embarrassed.

"Boy, we are not that reckless man like Aduraman. You can defeat him, but you can't defeat us."

Dirang Kumar has long disliked Yang Yifei. Even though he is young and in the same realm as himself, he is still stronger than him. How can this be unreasonable?

He waved his long sword, and the skull made a sound of ghostly cries and howls, as if Abi Hell had descended.

This kind of attack specifically attacks the soul. No matter how strong the physical body is, once the soul cannot resist it, it will be killed in an instant and become an idiot.

This is a move specially developed by Dirang Kumar to target Yang Yifei's weaknesses.

Strange howls rang in his ears, as if they were dragging Yang Yifei's soul into the endless world, where he would endure pain and never be reincarnated.

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