C234 A world-shaking punch!
C234 A world-shaking punch!
Beitang Tianxiong was extremely shocked, the divine ability experts behind him were all ashen-faced, all because of Huangfu Changtian's terrifying palm, it was as if it could cover the entire world, the entire world, and the might of it. Facing this palm strike, there was no way to dodge it, no way to avoid it. It was as if looking up at the sky falling down and then feeling helpless, one could only imagine the despair in his heart.
It was only now that Beitang Tianxiong realized that he had made a huge mistake, a huge mistake. He had not only underestimated Huangfu Changtian's cultivation, he had also underestimated Huangfu Changtian's spirit.
This Qing-Yun Sect Sect Master, who was reputed to be the strongest in Yuzhou before Nie Fanchen had appeared out of nowhere, had lived in seclusion for dozens of years and did not weaken her courage.
Die!
At this moment, Beitang Tianxiong finally felt the taste of death.
He regretted everything.
A desire to beg for forgiveness had already appeared in his heart, but before he could say anything, a change occurred in the sky.
A somewhat dark and cold laugh pierced the air, as if it had come from the depths of hell along with a faint, cold wind. It instantly gave off a bone chilling feeling, and those who heard it all felt their hairs stand on end, as they looked into the sky in astonishment.
A snow-white hand that was as slender as a woman's sliced through the sky. Black streaks of lightning appeared between his five fingers like dragons and serpents. It roared towards the sky and released a pressure that shook the heaven and earth.
"Huangfu Changtian, to think that a immortal powerhouse would dare to attack a group of small characters from the Divine Secret Realm, isn't this a bit too much of a loss of status?"
One palm against one palm, the latter coming from behind, pushing Huangfu Changtian, directly forcing Huangfu Changtian to give up his attack on Beitang Tianxiong, going against the latter's attack, and colliding head on.
The strange thing was …
The two palms clearly possessed the power to bring down the mountains and seas, but when they collided, they annihilated the aura of all of the forces. If not for the crack in space between the two palms, one would probably think it was a friendly handshake.
Only he was able to see that this was a clash between two immortal powerhouse s. In that instant of collision, the two of them clashed countless times with their great Daos, fiercely testing each other's depths and depths. It was just that in the process, both of them intentionally compressed their powers to the limit, deliberately ripping open space so that the power that could annihilate half of the Qing-Yun Sect would be channeled into the void.
From Mo Xingtian's point of view, this test was a draw. Both sides had exerted quite a bit of strength, but neither side had used their full strength. They had also not been able to test the other side's limits.
Su Ye was somewhat shocked just by a glance. It was not because Su Ye recognized this skinny little man, but because he recognized the clothes this man wore. It was actually a set of deep blue silk that was embroidered with a bird crane pattern;
"Is this a eunuch from the Imperial Palace?" Su Ye could not help but mutter to Mo Xingtian.
Mo Xingtian nodded his head: "It should be, it shouldn't be wrong."
However, at this moment, the man seemed to have heard Su Ye's muttering, and two gazes suddenly swept over. It was as though two rays of sword light that came from beyond the void, had almost minced Su Ye's soul through Su Ye's eyes.
Mo Xingtian snorted angrily, his body releasing a force as powerful as the Mountains and Seas, the man in the air exploded out, "In front of me, you actually dare to come and secretly scheme against me!"
At the same time, he waved the horsetail whisk in his hand and sent out a powerful strike. In an instant, a violent wind blew and layers of clouds were shattered. The man in the air shook his body violently twice, and his already pale face became three times paler.
Clearly, the man in the air had suffered a loss.
Beitang Tianxiong was even more shocked as a look of shock appeared on his face. Originally pleasantly surprised by the appearance of the man in the air, his head was once again covered in cold sweat.
He didn't notice in the slightest that the person beside Su Ye who had a calm expression on his face was actually a immortal powerhouse. Only now did he recall the description of Su Ye that Meng Qiandu had asked Bai Xingchuan to give him using the Three Thousand Li Tri-Breath Sigil. This Su Ye really did have immortal powerhouse protecting him!
"Who are you!?" A person like you does not exist in the Qing-Yun Sect, why must you help me out?! " The man in the air screamed, his eyes full of vigilance.
Mo Xingtian had made him suffer a small loss just by relying on his aura alone. Although this was the result of him not being fully prepared, it still filled him with dread.
Mo Xingtian sneered, "It's just a eunuch entering the palace, who am I, you think you're qualified to ask?"
When Mo Xingtian's words came out, other than Huangfu Changtian, the rest could not help but look at Su Ye, as expected, Su Ye was able to be so arrogant and rooted himself in place, and Mo Xingtian's arrogance was not something an ordinary person could compare to.
The expression on the man's face changed drastically. Anyone who was a eunuch with a broken body would have a different kind of heart than normal people. His personality was either extremely ferocious and couldn't be provoked, or he would be humiliated. He was clearly one of the first.
"Bastard!" "How dare you insult me!"
The eunuch bellowed, his eyes filled with savagery, the horsetail whisk in his hand suddenly swept towards Mo Xingtian, instantly causing pitch-black lightning to surge, transforming into a three-headed lightning dragon, spurting out yin flames, full of the power to destroy the heavens and earth.
Huangfu Changtian's expression changed as he shouted in anger: "Bi liang, you dare!"
The moment Huangfu Changtian said the name of the eunuch, the expressions of everyone present changed. Especially the Heavenly Punishment Spiritual Master, as a trace of fear appeared in his eyes.
Bianyi, was rumored to be the steward of the Heavenly Abyss Kingdom's Inner Palace, one of Nie Fanchen's trusted aides. In the past, there was a rumor that his cultivation was deep and unfathomable, and he was suspected to be a powerhouse of the ninth stage of the Divine Arts, but he had lived in the Eternal Rest Palace for a long time and had never made a move. Who would have thought that he was actually immortal powerhouse?
If even the palace eunuch was a immortal powerhouse, then what kind of realm did the Heavenly Abyss Emperor, Nie Fanchen, reach?
The Heaven Punisher man was suddenly extremely worried. Even if the Qing-Yun Sect had Huangfu Changtian, who had the Immortal Stage, it would still be difficult for him to compete with the Heavenly Abyss Kingdom.
At this time, Mo Xingtian laughed out wildly, he took a step forward, and as if he was stepping from a huge mountain, he punched towards the sky.
There were many experts present, and very few of them were able to see through the profoundness of Mo Xingtian's punch. There were even some that were unable to determine whether this punch was a spell or a sacred punch.
Bang!
As expected, this punch was powerful enough to destroy the lightning dragon flame thrown out by Bianshui's horsetail whisk without any pause. It struck straight towards Bianlian's body.
He tried his best to block Mo Xingtian's punch, but he still could not withstand the tyrannical power of the punch. He only felt that this punch contained an endless amount of terrifying energy that almost crushed his body to the point of collapse, and his life would be in danger as he was forced to continuously retreat like a mirror that was being smashed into pieces.
Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!
In an instant, Bianshuyan's body actually retreated several tens of kilometers, and had long since left the range of the Qing-Yun Sect. However, he was still being pressured by Mo Xingtian's continuous punches, yet Mo Xingtian's body was still in the Qing-Yun Sect's fighting arena.
Such a shocking punch, had already exceeded the limit of what many people could comprehend. Even Huangfu Changtian had furrowed his brows, looking at Mo Xingtian's punch, his heart was filled with waves of shock.
At this moment, Beitang Tianxiong and the others were already sweating profusely as they sank into a deep state of fear. The promotion of Huangfu Changtian to the Profound Sky Continent was already far beyond their expectations.
He never thought that Su Ye's backer would be even more terrifying. Even though he was also a immortal powerhouse, Biao Fuyan was not weaker than Huangfu Changtian in the slightest, but he could not withstand one of Mo Xingtian's punches. This was truly hard for people to imagine.
Just who was this person?
How could he possess such terrifying strength?
Puff!
He could not take it anymore, the terror of Mo Xingtian's punch had completely surpassed his imagination. He had already waved the horsetail whisk in his hand thirteen thousand times, he had already fully unleashed the Way of Life, but he was still unable to dispel this punch.
This punch had already displayed a shocking Dao quality. It was as if the great power of the world was enveloping Biyan's body.
At most, Bianshui could only retreat three miles before his body was crushed and everything was destroyed by this punch. In other words, this punch of Mo Xingtian's was aimed straight for Bianyan's life!
At this time, Su Ye's eyes were as bright as the sun, with his current realm, it was naturally impossible for him to see the subtlety of Mo Xingtian's punch. However, Mo Xingtian's fist, which seemed to be refining a sandbag, actually had an aura that could push it forward a thousand miles. It made his blood boil, and he inexplicably felt an intense excitement in his heart.
He suddenly thought of the Heaven Seeking Sword Technique that he had unintentionally learned. Inwardly, he felt a faint enlightenment surge forth from his heart …