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Chapter 3422 as a foot pad

At this moment, Yao Jianyuan took action, flipping his hand and blasting it out. The terrifying energy exploded, like the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder landing on the world, making a continuous rumbling sound, which was very terrifying.

The moment Yao Jianyuan took action, the momentum was so great that all the creatures in the starry sky battlefield could feel it.

The two Taoist masters, Lu Yeliang and Mei Zian, who were originally stationed in the Western Starry Sky Camp and the Southern Starry Sky Camp, were also awakened. They both walked out of the retreat and focused their attention on the Eastern Starry Sky Camp.

Over at the starry sky camp, terrifying energy emerged in the sky, with world-destroying power, sweeping over it. It was extremely terrifying and conspicuous.

"Is this the aura of Yao Jianyuan? What is he crazy about? Why did he take action in the Eastern Starry Sky Camp? Is he going to destroy the Eastern Starry Sky Camp?" Lu Yeliang, the master of the Western Dao, looked gloomy, stepped out, and rushed towards the Eastern Starry Sky Camp.

"What is this guy Yao Jianyuan doing?" Mei Zian, the southern Taoist master, couldn't hold back anymore. He took a step forward and headed towards the eastern starry sky camp.

Not only Lu Yeliang and Mei Zian, but all the other monks in the Starry Sky Camp were awakened. They all gathered towards the Eastern Starry Sky Camp, wanting to see what happened in the Eastern Starry Sky Camp to have such terrifying things escape.

Energy fluctuations.

When everyone was gathering towards the Eastern Starry Sky Camp, Yao Jianyuan was suspended in mid-air, like a god or a demon, and the offensive attack with his remaining left hand had already fallen.

Powerful energy condensed into a golden palm as huge as a mountain, roared in mightily, and landed above Zhuo Wen's head.

The monks near Zhuo Wen were already far away, looking at the golden palm in shock.

They knew that Yao Jianyuan was really angry. This move was unreserved and the power was too terrifying, giving people a feeling as if the whole world was about to collapse because of this palm.

Especially those monks around who had complained about Yao Jianyuan before, their faces turned extremely pale after feeling the horror of this blow, and they secretly vowed never to talk nonsense in front of Yao Jianyuan again.

In the hands of such a strong man, they are not enough to give them a slap in the face.

Boom!

The golden palm was very fast and landed on Zhuo Wen in an instant. The fiery golden light instantly submerged Zhuo Wen's figure, making it invisible to everyone.

And on the ground where Zhuo Wen was standing, terrifying cracks began to appear, and then began to collapse, forming a deep and terrifying pit, as dark as an endless abyss.

"This fellow Taoist is dead! He just kept talking, and he might not be killed! He was quite courageous, and he actually took action directly, angering Taoist Master Yao. This is the only way he could end up!

"

The monks around him shook their heads and sighed, feeling quite sad when they saw Zhuo Wen being wiped out like this.

After striking out the palm, Yao Jianyuan slowly put away his right hand and put it behind his back. His eyes showed arrogance. Looking around, he found that everyone was silent and their eyes showed fear and awe. He was very satisfied in his heart.

It seems that killing the chicken to scare the monkey this time has a good effect.

In the future, these monks from the Eastern Starry Sky Camp may no longer dare to oppose him.

Although his right arm was cut off, he was angry and killed the monk who offended him like this. He felt that it was too cheap for the monk.

However, he also felt quite gratified to have such a significant effect of killing chickens to scare monkeys.

"Is this your full blow? The so-called Taoist master seems to be a bit weak!"

Just when everyone was talking and Yao Jianyuan was feeling proud, a cold and ruthless voice came from the deep pit below.

Accompanying the sound was the sound of footsteps.

The footsteps were very regular, but when they stopped in everyone's ears, they had a different kind of magic power, causing them to stop talking involuntarily and freeze in place.

The expression on Yao Jianyuan's face froze instantly. His eyes almost protruded, staring intently at the pothole below, where a figure slowly appeared.

This figure was very familiar to him. It was the middle-aged man who he thought was dead just now.

When Zhuo Wen finally appeared in front of everyone, the clothes on his upper body had been completely torn, revealing his strong body.

Moreover, his body exudes the brilliance of colored glaze, which is constantly flowing around his body, as if it were forged from the most exquisite jade in the world.

Everyone found it incredible. They actually saw the golden palm struck by Yao Jianyuan's full blow, hitting Zhuo Wen.

But Zhuo Wen didn't have any wounds on his body, not even a drop of blood.

How terrifying is this guy's physical body? He actually withstood a full blow from a strong man in the middle stage of Tongtian Lord. It's really incredible!

Yao Jianyuan was also shocked, especially when he saw Zhuo Wen's perfect body, his heart went crazy and he felt a sense of panic.

"Reciprocity, you had a great time beating me just now, now it's my turn!"

The corners of Zhuo Wen's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a hint of a bad smile. He kicked his right foot violently, and his whole body flew out like an arrow from a string.

Yao Jianyuan's expression changed drastically, and he immediately took out his natal artifact and protected it over his heart.

This is a heart-protecting mirror, forged from bronze, with the luster of lapis lazuli flowing through it. It is very extraordinary.

Zhuo Wen punched the breast mirror, and the terrifying power exploded. The breast mirror actually had cracks, and then it fell apart and shattered into countless pieces of powder.

Then, Zhuo Wen's fist struck Yao Jianyuan's heart through the broken heart mirror, like a rainbow piercing the sun.

Poof!

Blood spattered, Yao Jianyuan's eyes widened, his whole body trembled, and he looked at his heart in disbelief.

Zhuo Wen punched him in the heart, blood spurted out from the back of his heart, splashed into the air, and fell down, turning into a rain of blood.

And his heart, under the terrifying punch, had exploded into pieces.

cough!

Yao Jianyuan coughed up a mouthful of blood and stared at Zhuo Wen. He still couldn't believe that he was defeated like this. With just one move, he was beaten half to death and was now on the verge of death.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold, and he shook his right fist suddenly. Yao Jianyuan grunted, kept retreating, and broke away from Zhuo Wen's fist.

But the moment he broke away from Zhuo Wen's fist, his chest was trampled hard by a foot. His sternum was sunken and he fell to the ground like a meteor, creating a deep human-shaped hole.

Yao Jianyuan tried his best to stretch out his hands to support his body, trying to stand up.

Unfortunately, he had no chance. Zhuo Wen fell to the ground and put his feet on his chest, using it as a footpad to stand.

At this moment, all the monks around were stunned. Looking at this extremely dramatic scene, they wondered if they were hallucinating. It was incredible that Yao Jianyuan was defeated so easily.

Now he is being beaten like a dead dog and being stepped on as a foot pad. This is really frustrating!


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