When Yang Huang saw an old man suddenly appear in front of him, he was not polite at all. His fist did not stop, but blasted the white-haired and white-bearded old man's body into a ball of blood mist without any obstruction.
There is a gap between this old man and Yang Huang in terms of cultivation, and his cultivation in the middle stage of King Realm was basically accumulated through pills, making him vulnerable to a single blow.
Yang Huang directly blasted his body into pieces, and then hit Wei Boyang's Nascent Soul with an unstoppable second punch.
Wei Boyang, who only had half of his Nascent Soul left, finally got a little chance to breathe between Yang Huang's first punch and his second punch.
In this short period of time, he fell into the fear of death. There was a voice in his subconscious telling him that he must not die here in such an unexplained way. How many years had he lived to die here?
In the city of ten thousand years.
But Yang Huang's strength was too terrifying, and he could only throw out all his defensive magic weapons during this gap.
Alchemists are very rich, especially those of level seven or above. Wei Boyang threw hundreds of level seven immortal weapons in an instant.
If the time was not really too short, he could even throw out thousands of magic weapons, even fifth-level and sixth-level magic weapons, because he was afraid that he would die without a burial if he used his Nascent Soul to resist Yang Huang's power again.
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"You! You arrogant junior!!!" The old man with white hair and white beard never expected such a result.
When he came, he obviously came with an elder's appreciation for the younger generation. He even wanted to accept Yang Huang as his apprentice, but he didn't expect that he would be accepted as his apprentice in an instant.
The junior's body was destroyed with one punch.
This is a complete big deal. Losing the body is a small matter, but being so humiliated by a junior, the old man with white hair and white beard really can't bear it.
Because he thinks that he has lived in Xuanming City for a long time and is a highly respected creature. Most creatures will nod and bow to him when they see him. If he can get his approval, it will be the happiest event in the world.
However, Yang Huang, a junior, actually destroyed his body after meeting him for the first time.
"He is simply a junior who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth!" Yuanying, an old man with white hair and white beard, appeared not far away. He had an indignant look on his face, but he did not dare to approach Yang Huang again.
Because he realized that this junior was actually much stronger than him.
boom!
Yang Huang's second punch failed to break through Wei Boyang's defense. After all, there were hundreds of defensive weapons with astonishing power. Even if Yang Huang's cultivation reached the late stage of King Realm, it would be difficult to defeat him at once.
"One more punch!"
After failing once, Yang Huang raised his fist again and used up all the power of the talisman to hit Wei Boyang's only half Nascent Soul.
boom!
This time, although he only punched one punch, there were hundreds of millions of punches overlapping each other. Although Wei Boyang had many defensive weapons, his current strength was greatly reduced and he could not exert the full power of the weapons.
So under Yang Huang's last punch, his immortal weapon was completely shattered, and his Nascent Soul was damaged to the greatest extent, with only one tenth left, and was blown away tens of thousands of kilometers by one punch.
A huge black hole appears in the distant space.
Wei Boyang's life breath was also severely damaged at this moment, losing almost 90% of it. At this time, if Yang Huang launched another attack, there is no doubt that Wei Boyang would die.
As one of the top alchemists in Xuanming City, there must be people who don't want him to die in such an unexplained way, especially the senior officials of Xuantianmen who are in charge of the entire Xuanming City.
Just when Yang Huang was about to kill them all, the old man who had appeared in the square when Yang Huang challenged Chen Xiuqin, who was hiding in the folded space, finally arrived. This time it was his true self who arrived.
It can be said that he has given enough face. What he came to the square before was just a spiritual clone. He was afraid that Yang Huang would think that he was not sincere, so he specially asked this person to come over.
You must know that the identity of this old man is by no means simple. He is the supreme elder of Xuantian Clan, the largest sect in Xuanming City, and Master Wuxian.
At the same time, he also brought another giant of Xuantianmen, the headmaster of Xuantianmen and one of the most powerful alchemists on Tongxuan Island, Zuo Ci.
The reason why Master Zuo Ci was called here is because Master Zuo Ci and Wei Boyang are fellow villagers, which means that he and Yang Huang are also fellow villagers. They are both monks who came out of the earth.
Zuo Ci is the greatest alchemist who walked out of the earth, and has now grown into the top alchemist on the entire road to immortality. The most important thing is that his cultivation time is very short, only about two thousand years.
Not only has his cultivation reached the level of King Realm Great Perfection, but his level of alchemy is also extremely high. He is only one step away from becoming an eighth-level alchemist.
It can be said that Xuantianmen is determined to win Yang Huang and has given enough sincerity.
However, after they arrived, they did not stop Yang Huang from killing like the old man with white hair and white beard. They actually just looked at Yang Huang from a distance, with a hint of praise in their eyes.
They were very entangled before, because Wei Boyang was not a simple person, and any seventh-level alchemist was hard-earned, and they did not want such an alchemist to be buried on Tongxuan Island like this.
But the previous old man with white hair and white beard has proved that Yang Huang is very determined and once decided, he cannot change it at all. If it is not completed, it will even affect his Taoist heart.
Master Zuo Ci and Wuxian both saw this, so they changed their minds when they came here. Because they were originally here to stop Yang Huang from killing people.
At this time, they were just bystanders and did not intervene, because Yang Huang's talent in alchemy and cultivation was even more terrifying, and could not be matched by ten thousand Wei Boyang.
You know, Yang Huang's lifespan is less than a hundred years old, which is even more terrifying than Zuo Ci.
Wei Boyang, who had only one-tenth of his Nascent Soul left, was in danger, but at this time, Yang Huang felt an aura that even exceeded the level of King Realm.
This aura came from Wei Boyang's Nascent Soul, but this aura was not aggressive at all. After this aura appeared, Wei Boyang's aura completely disappeared from Tongxuan Island.
Yang Huang frowned. It was obvious that as a king-level monk, it was impossible to be killed so easily. This was because they often had very strong life-saving means.
In fact, Wei Boyang was careless because he underestimated the enemy. If he had paid attention to Yang Huang from the beginning, he might have discovered the gap in strength between the two sides very early, and he would have fled long ago, instead of leaving until the Nascent Soul was almost destroyed.
"Is your name Yang Huang? Come here!"
Just as Wei Boyang left, the white-haired and white-bearded old man who had been far away spoke at this time. He had been punched by Yang Huang before and his body was shattered, and he had always been grudges about it. After all, Yang Huang was just a junior, and he was on Tongxuan Island
It took him at least 30,000 years to become a seventh-grade alchemist.
In his opinion, a junior like Yang Huang, no matter how talented or powerful he is, should be respectful when meeting him.
Zuo Ci and Master Wuxian were a little helpless. They originally thought that after Wei Boyang escaped, they could finally calm down and talk to this talented young man, but at this time another one appeared.
They all know the old man with white hair and white beard. His name is Zhang Shikun. He is also a highly respected seventh-level alchemist. He has been on Tongxuan Island for a long time and is now one of the best alchemists in Xuantian Sect.
call out!
As soon as Zhang Shikun finished speaking, Yang Huang appeared in front of him in a flash, so fast that he didn't even react.
Yang Huang, who came in front of Zhang Shikun, rarely released a terrifying aura. This aura was full of chilling intent, as if he was a hell on earth. The extremely terrifying evil aura soared into the sky, even dyeing a small area of the sky red.
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Yang Huang's eyes glowed strangely with a dark red light.
Under such a breathtaking aura, Zhang Shikun's face instantly turned pale, and his whole body was trembling as he was still unruly before. However, he was a king-level monk after all and would not be directly defeated by such an aura, but he was still shocked.
Because Yang Huang's momentum is extraordinary.
"An aura that is completely condensed from evil aura and murderous aura! This young man...how many creatures has he killed!" Zuo Ci, who was on the side, was also extremely surprised. Because he was an alchemist, his analysis of the aura was even more thorough.
You know, if you hadn't killed enough people, it would have been impossible to create such a strong evil spirit.
In fact, when Yang Huang was on the earth, he led the Flame Army to conquer the north and south, and indeed killed many living beings. In addition, now that the soldiers of the Flame Army have been refined by him one by one and put into talismans,
The evil spirit condensed by the three hundred thousand flame army is the same as his.
Tongxuan Island is a paradise for alchemists. There are many alchemists here, so even though some of them have survived for a hundred thousand years, they have not killed too many living beings.
"You...what do you want to do?" Zhang Shikun's old face turned pale with fright, but he tried hard to stay calm.
Just kidding, there was such a big commotion today, and there are certainly millions of creatures gathered nearby. He has always been a condescending seventh-grade alchemist, and he cannot afford to lose face like this.
However, Yang Huang's momentum was so overwhelming that he could hardly hold on.
You know, alchemists are not good at fighting. They spend almost all their time refining the flame, because the level of the flame directly determines the quality of the elixir.
"Since you asked me to come here, you must be prepared to die!" As soon as Yang Huang finished speaking, the evil energy from the sky burst out like magma and shot straight into the sky.
From a distance, it looks like a thick red gas gathering together, emitting intense heat, forming a huge pillar.
"My little friend, can you listen to me?"
At this time, Zuo Ci finally spoke. He had to speak, because Zhang Shikun's strength was simply vulnerable in front of Yang Huang. Although the old man's cultivation had reached the middle stage of King Realm, there was no way to transform this cultivation.