The Morning Wheel Saint King roared angrily, and his figure was like a fierce beast, directly attacking Yang Tian.

The eyes of many strong people around were all looking at the ring.

Yang Tian and the Morning Wheel Saint King were both deputy hall masters of the Witch God Temple, and their previous strength was not much different.

Yang Tian's face was calm, looking at the Morning Wheel Saint King flying over, his face was calm, and his figure didn't move at all.

"How dare you hold it up?", the eyes of the Morning Wheel Saint King were full of rage, in hundreds of thousands of years, he also got some opportunities, and his strength improved a little, at least stronger than before.

The current Yang Tian didn't even care about him at all.

Finally, he came to Yang Tian's side.

Wow!

Yang Tian stretched out his palm, then grabbed it forward, and then the fist of the Morning Wheel Saint King was grabbed by him, and the rioting body actually stopped directly.

"What?", there was a hint of disbelief in the eyes of the Morning Wheel Saint King, he was now unreserved, exerting his most powerful strength, but he was resisted by Yang Tian so easily.

"Morning Wheel Saint King, with your strength, you dare to target my disciple?", Yang Tian's eyes flashed with coldness.

"Click!"

A crisp sound came out, but the source of the sound was none other than the right fist of the Morning Wheel Holy King. His right fist was directly crushed by Yang Tian.

"Bang!"

Yang Tian kicked out again, and the body of the Morning Wheel Saint King was directly kicked away like an ordinary object, hitting a palace, directly collapsing the palace.

Under one blow, the Morning Wheel Saint King is completely defeated!

The void suddenly fell silent, and all the powerhouses looked at Yang Tian with an unbelievable look in their eyes.

"Oh my God, it's just an attack, Yang Tian's deputy hall master is to knock the morning wheel deputy hall master away, this strength is definitely crushing!"

"Six hundred thousand years ago, Yang Tian's Deputy Hall Master's strength was no match for the Morning Wheel Deputy Hall Master, in just a few hundred thousand years, his strength has improved so much?"

"The Morning Wheel Deputy Hall Master is a three-source Saint King-level powerhouse, and Yang Tian's Deputy Hall Master's strength has reached at least the four-source Saint King level!"

......

After a short silence, many strong people were constantly discussing, looking at Yang Tian, their eyes were full of awe.

The strength Yang Tian showed was too terrifying.

"The teacher is amazing!", Xinjue and Xinyu looked at Yang Tian, their faces full of excitement.

They have worshiped Yang Tian as their teacher for so long, and it is the first time they have seen Yang Tian make a move.

The Morning Wheel Saint King is a powerful space-time level powerhouse, they have known the monstrous power and status of the Morning Wheel Saint King in the Witch God Temple for so long, but now they have been defeated by Yang Tian with one blow!

It's a complete crush.

"Click!"

The huge palace completely broke open, and then a figure came out of it, it was none other than the Morning Wheel Saint King.

However, at this time, the Morning Wheel Saint King looked extremely embarrassed, there was blood at the corner of his mouth, his chest was sunken, and his bones were broken at a glance, but these injuries were not fatal to the Morning Wheel Saint King.

At this time, the Morning Wheel Saint King's eyes were full of anger when he looked at Yang Tian, and there was a hint of disbelief, he had just felt Yang Tian's power, and his body couldn't bear it at all.

"I don't believe it!", the Morning Wheel Saint King felt the gaze around him, his face changed sharply, and he wanted to rush forward again.

"Chenlun, stand down! You are not Yang Tian's opponent. The Moon Ink Saint King said directly.

"Hall Master, I...", hearing the words of the Moon Ink Saint King, the Morning Wheel Saint King subconsciously stopped, this is the deep awe of the Moon Ink Saint King, he has seen the Moon Ink Saint King make a move.

But he wanted to say something.

"Yang Tian, his strength reached the level of the Four Origin Saint King five hundred thousand years ago. ", Moon Ink Saint King said.

The figure of the Morning Wheel Saint King was stunned for a moment.

Yang Tian, whose strength was lower than him in his opinion, surpassed him a long time ago.

Rumble!

After the Moon Ink Saint King finished speaking, he looked at the huge ring, but his figure moved and flew up directly.

"Look, it's the hall master!"

"Is the Moon Ink Hall Lord also going to fight with Yang Tian's Deputy Hall Master?"

"The strength of the Moon Ink Hall Lord is unknown, but he can easily defeat the Morning Wheel Deputy Hall Master. ”

"I estimate that the strength of the Moon Ink Hall Lord is definitely stronger. ”

......

Many powerhouses looked at the ring, they had hardly seen the Moon Ink Saint King make a move, but they knew that the Moon Ink Saint King was absolutely powerful.

Fifty witch god temples, fifty hall masters, almost represent the strongest fifty people in the witch god world.

"The Lord of the Temple. Yang Tian looked at the man in front of him.

"Yang Tian, 500,000 years ago, I told you that I hope you can reach the point where you can match me head-on!", a smile appeared on the Moon Ink Saint King's face, and he said, "Looking at your current appearance, you should have broken through to the Five Origin Saint King level, right?"

Yang Tian nodded, not denying anything.

"Okay, since your strength has also reached the level of the Five Origin Saint King, then I can also make a move to my heart's content!", the Moon Ink Saint King laughed.

Rumble!

On his body, a terrifying momentum fluctuated, and as soon as he stepped on the ground, a huge crater appeared directly under his feet, and countless cracks continued to spread around.

This ring was made of extremely solid rock, which was difficult to destroy even for an ordinary space-time level powerhouse, which showed the terrifying strength of the Moon Ink Saint King.

Before Yang Tian and the Morning Wheel Saint King fought, there was no damage in the ring.

"Yang Tian, can you catch this punch of mine?", the Moon Ink Saint King laughed, waved his fist, and attacked Yang Tian directly.

His attack power is direct, without any fancy, and his physical cultivation is to break through ten thousand laws with one force.

Yang Tian took a deep breath, even though his strength was strong, he still felt the pressure brought to him by the Moon Ink Saint King.

Even at the Five-Origin Saint King level, the strength of the Moon Ink Saint King is extremely strong among the five-source Saint King-level powerhouses.

Rumble!

Yang Tian did not hesitate, he urged his strength with all his strength, and then waved his fist, colliding with the Moon Ink Saint King fiercely.

He had fought with the Morning Wheel Saint King before, but he actually retained a lot of strength.

"Bang!"

A huge sound like thunder came, and the terrifying momentum fluctuations continued to spread around, and even the Qianyun Saint King and the Morning Wheel Saint King, who were close to here, felt a terrifying coercion.

In the ring, the bodies of Yang Tian and the Moon Ink Saint King were completely still, but the ring under them was directly shattered, and the bodies of both of them sank a little.

After three seconds, the fists of the two separated, but the two of them seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure of the collision, and kept retreating behind them.

With each step, a crater appeared in the ring, and countless cracks spread around it.

Finally, the Moon Ink Saint King took a hundred steps back and stopped.

Yang Tian took a hundred steps back and stopped.