Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

Facing this terrifying, fiery, huge palm print that was pressing down.

"Half-saint." Hun Yu's face shuddered fiercely.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the faint fear in his heart, and changed his hand print.

A mysterious family pattern slowly emerged from his brow.

And with the appearance of this family pattern, Hun Yu's aura also surged at this moment.

Then, his hand prints changed into complex seals one after another, and the cold black fighting spirit in his body condensed into a dark palm print in front of him like lightning.

Above the palm print, there were bursts of shrill screams constantly coming out, and faintly, there was a hideous soul face emerging.

Heaven-level fighting skills.

"Soul-destroying palm!"

As the shrill screams on the palm print became more and more intense, Hun Yu also shouted angrily, and the dark palm print instantly swept out, like thunder, and took the lead to meet it.

Although the dark palm print seemed small in size, it contained extremely cold and terrifying Dou Qi. The shrill screams made people feel pain in their eardrums and uncomfortable in their souls.

The powerful soul clan, the Nine Phoenix clan, and the Sky Demon Phoenix clan all attacked at this moment.

However, their all-out attacks seemed to be vulnerable to the huge hot palm print that Xiao Yan slapped.

The two sides collided, and the purple-brown flame palm print continued to fall steadily. No attack along the way could resist it even for a moment.

Crack~

Then, everyone was shocked to see that all the attacks, including the dark palm print that condensed most of the Dou Qi of the soul jade, were destroyed by Xiao Yan's seemingly casual palm.

This kind of power is an absolute crushing of the two sides who are not at the same level at all.

At this time, everyone truly felt the real gap between the semi-saint and the Dou Zun.

The confidence that everyone had built up by joining forces to defeat the five semi-saint puppets collapsed completely at this moment.

Only then did they realize that a true semi-saint is far from being so simple.

Bang!

All the attacks launched by the Soul Clan and the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan exploded in front of everyone's gaze, and finally turned into nothingness.

Puff~

Hun Yu and others vomited blood and retreated.

Then, the remaining flame palm prints fell straight down.

Rumble~

The surging flames exploded, forming a huge purple-brown arc-shaped energy shock wave, sweeping and raging around.

In the shock wave, there were many figures flying around like broken sacks.

When the dust settled, everyone was silent.

On the ground, there were many miserable figures lying in all directions.

One blow, just a simple blow, Hun Yu and others were all seriously injured and lost their combat power.

Hiss~

Everyone who witnessed this couldn't help but take a deep breath, the air still had a hot breath.

"Brother Yang, has Xiao Yan really just entered the semi-saint stage? This seems a bit too strong, right?" Xian'er said in surprise under the Bodhi tree.

Nearly twenty Dou Zun strongmen who have entered the ninth stage joined forces, and there was also an unusual Dou Zun at the peak of the ninth stage. Even with the joint efforts, they couldn't resist Xiao Yan's seemingly casual palm.

Semi-saints are indeed strong.

But they are still not real Dou Saints. This is a bit too outrageous.

If so, how abnormal would the combat power of a real Dou Saint be?

"Ordinary low-level semi-saints don't have such strong combat power, and Xiao Yan is obviously not an ordinary semi-saint." Wei Yang said softly.

After the ancient Bodhi tree expanded his base several times, Xiao Yan's combat power has long been different from the past.

Similarly, Wei Yang is the same.

Ordinary semi-saints can fight ten.

"Isn't he just an ordinary half-saint?" Xian'er thought.

"Candidate for the leader of the Soul Clan, the future leader of the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan? He is vulnerable!"

Xiao Yan stood in the air, looking down, looking down from a high position, at the people who struggled several times but couldn't get up, curling their lips in boredom.

"Asshole!"

Hun Yu and Jiu Feng lay there powerlessly, looking up with difficulty, staring at Xiao Yan with gloomy eyes.

They were full of reluctance, they knew that if Xiao Yan hadn't experienced the opportunity of Bodhi enlightenment, he would definitely not be their opponent more than a month ago.

But no matter what, the fact has actually happened.

They were crushed.

Just one palm!

"Haha."

Xiao Yan laughed, and completely lost the interest in teasing. He had already felt the pleasure of teasing the enemy, so there was no need to play anymore, let's end it.

He swung his palm violently, preparing to completely beat them all into powder.

Suddenly, he received Wei Yang's secret message.

Hmm?

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, then nodded slightly, and his mind moved.

A large piece of blazing flames burst out from his sleeves, and then condensed into a huge flaming hand that was a hundred feet long, swift as thunder, grabbing down like lightning.

Seeing Xiao Yan's move, Hun Yu and Jiu Feng gritted their teeth unwillingly, wanting to resist, but they were powerless.

The previous flaming palm print, the hot and powerful force contained in it, penetrated into their bodies, and was raging wildly.

Now, their fighting spirits were being shattered by the extremely fierce and unstoppable fiery power, and they could not gather together in a short time.

Therefore, the two could only watch the flame hand grab them like lambs to be slaughtered, and then they were picked up like two chickens.

"Xiao Yan!" Hun Yu roared angrily, struggling desperately regardless of the injuries in his body.

The black fog surged out, turning into ferocious black fog beasts, howling wildly, trying to tear open the flame giant hand that imprisoned them.

Bang bang bang!

However, these black fog beasts, at the moment of touching the flame giant hand, burst into smoke in an instant, and then were evaporated by the terrifying high temperature.

"Fight to the last!"

Xiao Yan smiled faintly and clenched his palm lightly.

Boom!

The black fog permeating Hun Yu was completely shattered in an instant.

Finally, a stream of hot wind, like a poisonous snake, drilled into Hun Yu's body, making his face pale, and a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out, and his body was completely shriveled, no longer able to struggle.

Compared with Hun Yu, Jiu Feng seemed much calmer.

Although he felt very humiliated to be captured in such a way in public, he was much calmer and did not do too much useless work to make himself suffer.

"Today, the situation is over, and it is futile to struggle. Now it is not only that Wei Yang, but also Xiao Yan, this kid, has really become a force to be reckoned with. Only the supreme elders in the clan can take action to compete with them." Jiu Feng's eyes flickered slightly, and finally swallowed the anger and murderous intent in his heart.

At this time, if he showed any abnormality, he would undoubtedly end up like Hun Yu.

And it seems that Xiao Yan does not intend to kill him.

That's right, his identity is different. He is the next clan leader determined by the Tian Yao Huang clan, and it is face.

Under the premise that there is no life-and-death feud between the two sides, it seems that there is no need for Xingyun Pavilion to completely tear its face with its own clan.

"Benevolence, as long as I can return to the clan, I may not have no chance of revenge in the future!" Jiufeng slowly closed her eyes.

Holding the Soul Jade and Jiufeng in his hand, Xiao Yan glanced at the remaining people of the Soul Clan and the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan, turned his head and smiled at Ada not far away: "Ada, the remaining people will be left to you to deal with."

"Yes." Ada was overjoyed when he heard this. He had been waiting for this sentence silently throughout the whole process. He immediately bowed slightly and said: "Thank you."

"Ha." Xiao Yan waved his hand, and then he moved his body, holding the Soul Jade and Jiufeng without resistance, and flew to Wei Yang under the Bodhi tree.

Ah Da rubbed his hands vigorously with great excitement, waved his sleeves, and a huge black wind dragon was formed in the whistling black wind. It rushed out and swallowed the nearly twenty strong men lying on the ground who didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

Ang~

Then, the black wind dragon turned around and flew back. The huge body quickly shrank and returned to Ah Da's wide sleeves.

"Hehe, this time, I'm really rich, a wave of fat!" Ah Da patted his sleeves and flew back excitedly.

With so many spiritual souls, it seems that I am not too far away from the half-step heavenly soul!

And once I reach the half-step heavenly realm, then the half-saint will be open to me and become within reach!

After all, with so many bodhi seeds, I should be able to get one.

I, Ah Da, have the hope of becoming a saint!