"Pure Yang Palm!"

Yang Dingtian shouted violently.

Immediately afterwards.

Accompanied by a muffled sound, the phantom of the palm print a hundred feet high appeared above his head.

Although the palm was transformed from the vitality, it was like a substance. The palm lines on it were clearly visible, bursts of golden light burst out, carrying endless pure yang energy, and there seemed to be a sun in the air.

"go!"

It was just his thoughts.

The huge palm print flew towards Tang Muyang with a whoosh.

The moment I saw this scene, many people began to exclaim.

"What a terrible breath!"

"The power contained in this palm is probably comparable to the full-strength attack of the peak powerhouse in the kingdom, right?"

"It is said that the Chunyang Palm was created by the founding ancestor of Chunyang Sect. After practicing to the extreme, you can ignore the gap between small realms and reach an invincible state at the same realm... It seems that Yang Dingtian has completely understood this move."

"..." For a moment, everyone looked different.

Some are shocked, some are envious, and some are worried... on the battlefield.

The Chunyang Palm was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it flew over a thousand meters away and came to Tang Muyang.

The palm wind blew on his face, and the surging weather waves were enough to blow over a thousand-meter-high mountain, but Tang Muyang was still standing there, motionless.

"Vulnerable!"

Tang Muyang sneered, his face full of disdain.

At the same time, he raised his hand.

"break!"

I heard him slowly spit out a word.

Immediately afterwards.

Whoosh! A green light shot out, like a sharp arrow, piercing through the void, and in a blink of an eye it collided with the huge palm print.

Compared with the palm print that is hundreds of feet high, Tang Muyang's attack seems too small, as if the next moment, it will be crushed by the palm.

That's what Yang Dingtian thought.

"Boy, it's useless. My Pure Yang Palm has been perfect. Except for the walking of a sect like Zhao Qinghan, it is impossible for a king-level warrior to break the entire Xuanwu Realm..." As he spoke, his face was full of pride.

However, the next moment, the smile on his face frozen.

The scene where the Pure Yang Palm easily crushed Tang Muyang's attack did not appear. On the contrary, as Tang Muyang's attack approached, spider-like cracks appeared on the originally indestructible Chunyang Palm... "This... this is impossible!"

Yang Dingtian rubbed his eyes, unbelievable.

However...crack! A crisp sound of cracks sounded, and there were more cracks on the palm prints.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling green light lit up, and a force that was even more terrifying than the peak of the King Realm swept across the entire void.

The palm print, which was hundreds of feet high, disappeared into the air without even a breath.

This scene was beyond everyone's expectations.

But what they didn't expect was that the green light did not dissipate immediately after shattering the Chunyang Palm, but rushed towards Yang Dingtian with constant speed.

After seeing these.

Yang Dingtian's expression changed drastically.

A strong sense of crisis arises in my heart.

"not good!"

He exclaimed without any hesitation and rushed out of the dark mountains.

Although he really wanted to kill Tang Muyang, through the brief fight just now, he understood that Tang Muyang was much stronger than himself. He had only felt the terrifying aura just now in the elders of the sect.

The elder of Chunyang Sect is a warrior in the early stage of the Imperial Realm! The Imperial Realm... Tang Muyang actually has the combat power at the Imperial Realm level?

After these thoughts popped up in my mind.

Yang Dingtian felt cold all over. Seeing the green light behind him chasing him, he did not dare to delay at all, so he hurriedly took out a token to crush it.

This is a simple teleportation array, a life-saving thing given to him by the sect. Once he encounters danger, as long as he crushes the token, he can be teleported back to the sect in an instant.

These thoughts just popped up in my mind.

Whoosh! A golden light flew out from the token and fell on him.

It's almost there! There are still two breaths left, and the teleportation array will be completely activated.

At this time, the green light was at least a thousand meters away from him.

It was completely too late! So Yang Dingtian's face relaxed a lot. He even began to plan to bring two powerful emperors back after returning to the sect and tear Tang Muyang back... However, the next moment, his dream was shattered.

"Want to leave?

Did I agree?"

A cold sound rang.

Yang Dingtian came to his senses and immediately saw Tang Muyang standing ten meters away and raised his hand at him.

Whoosh! Punch out with one punch.

This punch contains terrifying power far beyond the peak of the King Realm, and terrifying pressures spread like a tide, crushing towards the teleportation array.

Bang! Just a moment of encounter, the teleportation array light curtain was crushed.

After seeing these, Yang Dingtian looked frightened and was about to run away immediately. Unfortunately, his speed was too slow.

Soon, the energy attacked Yang Dingtian.

"No! Brother Wenhong save..." Yang Dingtian was extremely desperate and subconsciously began to ask his friends for help.

However, before his words could be finished, an explosion sounded.

In the void, Yang Dingtian was gone, only a cloud of blood mist was floating in his original position.

In the distance, when everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but open their eyes wide.

"I read that right?"

"Yang Dingtian fell?

Even the soul is not preserved?"

"The strength of that Daxia tribe... is so terrifying!"

"..." for a moment.

Everyone was talking.

Some were shocked, some were afraid... But without exception, their eyes when they looked at Tang Muyang, no longer had the contempt they had at the beginning, and replaced by an unconcealed awe.

In the crowd.

Ling Ruohan breathed a sigh of relief with relief.

"No wonder he refused to leave before, it turned out..." She murmured, and the eyes looking at Tang Muyang were very complicated.

It was not until this moment that she realized that she had underestimated Tang Muyang. With the ability to easily kill Yang Dingtian, he naturally could not be afraid of revenge from Chunyang Sect.

However... Yang Dingtian's strength is not in the top ten in Chunyang Sect. Killing Yang Dingtian does not mean that Tang Muyang has the qualification to challenge Chunyang Sect. On the contrary, this will make Chunyang Sect even more angry.

Maybe Chunyang Sect will send powerful people from the imperial realm to kill him next time... After these thoughts arose in his mind.

Ling Ruohan couldn't help but worry about Tang Muyang again.

Although she knew that this was not the case, after all, she was already a disciple of Chunyang Sect... just when she was extremely entangled.

On the battlefield.

Tang Muyang had already put away Yang Dingtian's storage ring and flew towards Si Wenhong and Jiuyuehua.

After seeing these.

Si Wenhong and Jiuyuehua turned pale, and they felt their legs were weak and almost kneeled down.

"No... I don't know what instructions do you have?"

Si Wenhong asked with a sad face and a trembling voice.

Jiuyuehua didn't say anything, but just pulled the corners of her mouth, as if she wanted to show a kind smile to Tang Muyang. Unfortunately, under great fear, her smile was even worse than crying.

"Do you want to avenge Yang Dingtian?"

Tang Muyang asked coldly.
Chapter completed!