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The face is like a crown of jade, the skin is better than snow, and in the hunting in a blue robe, with the long hair fluttering, it looks fluttering, like a god across the heavenly river.

With such a face, he looks like a handsome scholar, and his age seems to be no more than twenty years old, purely from the appearance of the other party, it is difficult to imagine that the other party is a peerless powerhouse.

But.

As the other party stepped slowly, there were disillusioned lights and shadows constantly emerging around him, and the aura spread out, even more like cutting the sky, just the wisps of fluctuations that diffused were enough to collapse the sky and shatter the shackles.

Everywhere you go.

The remnants of the extraterritorial evil clan trembled even more in the flesh, their faces were pale with a terrible color, and the look of horror in their eyes was extremely clear.

This is a peerless powerhouse, a lawless existence.

Just now, their ancestor-level Sata, how strong he was, even if his strength had not recovered, he could suppress these nine heavens and ten earths, but in the face of this blue-robed youth, he was beaten and powerless to fight back, which made them so frightened.

"Yo...... It is worthy of the evil race of the ancient era, even if it is the body of the human race that is taken away, but this vitality is still very tenacious. ”

The young man's eyes were burning, and there was a ridiculous and naughty tone in his words, but the coldness and harshness in his voice were completely unconcealed, especially in this body, the breath that permeated and emanated in wisps, as if he was a fierce beast in the dark.

Terrifying and powerful, it has nothing to do with the handsomeness and dustiness of his body.

"It's him!"

Looking at the handsome young man, Brahma seemed to have a clear understanding, his lips moved slightly, and a wooden but full of charm voice came out.

"This guy is terrifying, he is definitely a powerhouse of the monarch-level Sevenfold Heaven, obediently, this is the battle of the disciples of the sect, and the monarch-level Sevenfold Heaven was really born, isn't this nonsense! To be able to reach such a level, all of us together are not enough for him to cut!"

The fat man Xia Liu's face clearly had a hint of unhappiness, but the pair of mung bean-sized eyes flashed with envy and amazement.

A fist mark tore apart an extraterritorial evil clan, and moreover, it smashed Nasata into the ground, which was enough to disobey the sky and shock the universe.

"You know?"

Wu Yangyu glanced at Fan Panruo curiously.

"It seems that it is indeed him!"

Before Brahma could speak, the fish intestine seemed to react, with a touch of solemnity on his face, and slowly opened his mouth to groan.

"In eternity, the sect is strong, every powerful sect has a complete inheritance, so that the disciples of the sect are strong and transformed under this complete inheritance, and the strength of the sect is also based on one strong disciple after another, without disciples, the sect is just an empty shell!"

"However, there is one sect that is completely different from other sects, and there are only three people in their sect!

A sect of three people?!

This statement is simply selfless and fearless, even if Wu Yangyu has experienced too many incredible things, but when he first heard about it, he couldn't help but show surprise.

"Yes, the three of them are the sect, these three have the inheritance of the entire sect, the three of them do not increase or decrease, unless someone falls, otherwise, there will never be a new disciple to join in!

Heaven's Gate.

In the name of the sky!

What a domineering, what a boldness!

And.

This domineering name will always have only three disciples!

Such a thing is really unacceptable.

"That punch just now is called the Heavenly Killing Fist, one of the Heavenly Gate Peerless Learnings!"

It seemed that he saw the many doubts in Wu Yangyu's heart, and Fan Panruo also opened his mouth to explain.

There are only three disciples of the sect, and it is absolutely impossible for the peerless knowledge in it to be leaked.

Brahman, since he recognized the other party's mastery, then the identity of the other party will naturally not be faked.

"Boom!"

At the moment when the group was communicating, there was a roar in the deep pit on the ground.

A black shadow, wrapped in the power of the sky, as if it was a dark black python, distorted the space, and stepped out fiercely, the terrifying speed tore through all the shackles, and the barrier of space, like paper paste, quickly shattered, constantly turning into a shattered light in the sky.

The figure flew away, and then revealed its true face, which was none other than Sata himself, who had been driven deep into the ground.

Now.

Sata was covered in blood, his breath was messy, and his muscles, bones, and flesh and blood were torn out of countless wounds, and the whole person was clearly seriously injured by the Heavenly Killing Punch just now.

"Junior...... You actually hurt me, you are so bold, so bold!"

A vicious countenance bloomed on Nasata's face, and his eyes were scarlet and flashing like a venomous snake enraged in the dark, pregnant with venom that would devour its prey at any moment.

The energy boiled, and the evil breath was vented, with his physical body as the center, frantically exploding huge ripples, the ripples rippled, forming ripples in mid-air, and the sound of 'snorting' spread endlessly, that is, the space was broken and torn apart by this ripple.

Under the rage, Sata had obviously used his power to the extreme, especially that thick layer of energy directly turned into substance, as if a terrifying black armor had evolved into his body.

"I was wrong...... I was really wrong......"

Coldly, just as Nasata's voice fell, the mysterious Tianmen disciple patted his head, his face showed a strong apology, and his mouth was even more apologic.

With such a style of painting, even with the concentration of Wu Yangyu and others, they couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

What about the demeanor of a good master? What about the suppression of a good shot?

Especially just now.

This guy punched Nasata deep underground, why did this painting style suddenly reverse?

Just when everyone was surprised, the young man's face suddenly turned cold:

"I shouldn't have used only eighty percent of my strength, I should have used all my strength!"

"Boom!"

Between words.

On his body, the true yuan force boiled for a while, and the whole person seemed to be incarnated into the eye of the storm, and everywhere he went, a strong air flow was rapidly generated:

"Die!"

The voice resounded through the sky.

In an instant.

A brilliant fist mark was formed again.

On the fist print, densely inlaid with ancient runes, the runes flew and gathered, as if they were entangled in chains, and under the urging, the fist mark directly broke through the air, covering a small half of the sky, and the sky and the sun fell down and killed the past.

The power of one punch can destroy the sky!

This punch is clearly the so-called heavenly killing punch.

But.

At this moment, the power of the Heavenly Killing Fist suddenly increased several times compared to He Zhi just now.

The starry sky trembled, and the heavens and the earth shook.

Under the shroud of that fist mark, the shackles within a radius of a kilometer were forcibly crushed, and even some of the remnants of the extraterritorial evil clan were covered by this fist mark again at this time.

Their bodies, under the suppression of that fist seal, no longer had half a point of resistance, and instantly turned into a rain of blood and dissipated into the void.

"Is this the level of the Monarch-level Sevenfold Heaven?!"

Under such a scene, all the martial cultivators present were all impressive.

That punch, even if it was far away, was powerful enough to shock their minds, and their own blood and qi were constantly tumbling.

For a time, the gods and thoughts were intertwined.

Among these divine thoughts, there were even monarch-level sixfold heavenly powerhouses, but after feeling the surging fist intent in them, those divine thoughts began to disperse without looking back.

Powerful as they are, but they don't dare to fight easily, the power of one punch is enough to make them hate it.

"Scary guy!"

Fish intestines and others are also retreating.

There was also surprise on his face.

Over here.

Wu Yangyu's eyes flickered.

He is worthy of being a disciple of the Heavenly Gate of the three-person sect.

He himself has such a terrifying boxing technique as [Tianlong Town Prison Fist], and he also has a great understanding of boxing, and in this punch of the other party, he sees more and more terrifying things than other disciples.

"If you want to fight with my strength, the only way to do it is to use the Hell Suppression Divine Body!"

At this moment, although Wu Yangyu was shocked, he had not yet reached the level of timidity.

His hell-suppressing god body is so rebellious.

Once opened, it will inevitably blend with his immortal battle body, and after that, the power generated will also burst out in a gushing posture, and it may not be without the power of a battle.

Merely.

After facing the tyranny of the monarch-level Sevenfold Heaven, his heart was still shocked.

Arguably.

The strength of the Monarch-level Sevenfold Heaven has surpassed the Monarch-level Sixfold Heaven by much, much.

According to Wu Yangyu's estimation, even if the combined forces of the ten Sixfold Heavens powerhouses may not be able to shake the powerhouses of the Sevenfold Heavens, even if this gap is only separated by a Heavy Heaven, it is also a world of difference.

"Strength, comprehension, exertion, and so on are not at the same level...... With my strength, it seems that I can at most fight with the Monarch Sevenfold Heavens, but there is absolutely no possibility of killing!"

"Boom—"

Meanwhile.

At the moment when the young man unleashed the Heavenly Killing Punch, Sata also had the strength to strike.

"Roar!"

Vaguely.

There was a beast roar, and Sata raised his right hand, and in the roar of the beast, an ancient beast shadow opened up the heavens and the earth, and slowly was born.

This is a pitch-black beast, with no flesh and blood, only black bones, behind it, there are sharp black bones, standing straight like a knife, the cold light flashes in it, the head is like a skeleton, two scarlet flames, ignited and jumped in that eye socket, in this Sata's urging, with his urging, it roared and rushed out.

"Pluto Split!"

The fierce beast shadow exuded a ferocious aura like the sky, and in an instant, the two forces were already like two evil dragons, and they were biting out......