Chapter 409: Angering the Crowd

"How is that possible".

A monk's eyes were sharp, and when the energy storm had just dissipated, he saw Yang Yibu, who was not moving at all, and his hair was not even a little messy, standing quietly in the air.

"How could Shang Banjin's such a strong punch not even make Yang Yibu take a step back."

One monk spoke out in astonishment, his tone full of disbelief.

"Shang Banjin, for you and me, don't take out this kind of temptation move, if you want to fight, let's have something real."

Yang Yibu was not in the mood to bother with the noisy chatter of the monks watching the battle, and his clear voice sounded softly.

"Yang Yibu, it seems that my previous worries were unnecessary."

Shang Banjin also chuckled lightly and said with some self-deprecation.

"Shang Banjin, what are you worried about".

Yang Yibu pouted at Shang Banjin disdainfully and said, how could he not understand the meaning of Shang Banjin's words.

"Yang Yibu, I'm worried that if I hit you casually, I will shoot you to death."

Shang Banjin also knew that Yang Yibu had heard the meaning of his words, so he directly said what he thought in his heart.

"Shang Banjin, are you too arrogant, just rely on you, can you shoot me to death with one blow?"

Yang Yibu looked at Shang Banjin with wide eyes and said, he didn't know why Shang Banjin thought so.

"Yang Yibu, I thought you were as vulnerable as these junk Yuan Infant Stage ninth-level peak cultivators in the Immortal Realm."

Shang Banjin gave Yang Yibu the answer he wanted, but his words also offended all the ninth-level peak cultivators in the Immortal Realm.

"Cut! This is still half a gold is so shameless, even a foreign monk dares to insult our monks in the fairy world."

As soon as Shang Banjin's words fell, a monk immediately scolded loudly with righteous indignation.

"That's it, this Shang Banjin is a white-eyed wolf who can't be raised, he is using the cultivation resources of my immortal realm while insulting the cultivators of my immortal realm, I think he should be expelled from the immortal realm immediately."

A radical monk raised his arms and shouted, spitting at Shang Banjin.

For a while, the monks of the fairy realm spat at Shang Banjin, and they couldn't wait to drown Shang Banjin on the spot with their spittle stars.

"Hehe~, Shang Banjin, do you know that you have committed public anger".

Yang Yibu laughed a few times, and said to Shang Banjin with schadenfreude, Yang Yibu was very happy to see Shang Banjin being drowned in saliva.

"Yang Yibu, don't be too happy, what's wrong with my anger, I'll just stand here and see what kind of garbage can do to me."

Shang Banjin said in a very rampant tone, he was not afraid of offending the monks of the immortal realm at all.

In his eyes of Shang Banjin, the ninth-level peak monks of the Yuan Infant Stage in the Immortal Realm were a bunch of things that were inferior to garbage, so he looked down on all the ninth-level peak monks in the Immortal Realm at all.

"Yang Yibu killed Shang Banjin Natian's shameless guy, we support you, come on."

There was a cultivator at the peak of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage who really couldn't listen to it, but he knew that he couldn't beat Shang Banjin.

So the monk began to encourage Yang Yibu to kill Shang Banjin, and he began to cheer Yang Yibu on.

"Yang Yib, come on"

"Yang Yib, come on"

"Yang Yib, come on"

..............................

The whole sky was full of excitement, and all the monks raised their sons to cheer for Yang Yib.

"Shang Banjin, the monks in the fairy world you see can't wait for you to die, it seems that today you don't want to die and die."

Yang Yibu laughed softly, looked at the emotional monks around him, and then looked at Shang Banjin and said.

"Cut! Yang Yibu, you don't have the ability to let me die, as for them, they're just a bunch of garbage, I don't take them to heart."

Shang Banjin didn't care about the excitement of the immortal realm cultivators at all, and he still didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Yang Yib, kill him".

This time, all the monks in the fairy world roared in unison, and the endless spittle stars turned into a surging river, ruthlessly drowning Shang Banjin, if the spitting stars could really drown people, Shang Banjin would have died dozens of times.

"Yang Yib, it seems that this group of garbage has high hopes for you, come on, let's give it a go and see who takes whose life."

Shang Banjin didn't pay attention to the spittle of the cultivators in the Immortal Realm at all, he glanced at Yang Yibu and said.

"Okay, Shang Banjin, I also want to see how powerful you really are, you dare to treat the monks of the Immortal Realm as nothing."

Yang Yibu was not timid at all, and he said to Shang Banjin-for-tat.

"Death~".

As soon as Yang Yibu's words fell, Shang Banjin was no longer verbose with Yang Yibu, and he suddenly stepped forward.

The moment he stepped out, wide cracks appeared in the void beneath his feet, and the cracks flickered away.

As soon as he raised his palm, Shang Banjin's big hand covered the heaven and earth, and at a speed beyond time, he slapped Yang Yibu with a palm.

Shang Banjin's palm used at least seventy percent of his whole body strength, and Shang Banjin controlled all the power of his palm.

When he made a move, he didn't leak out a single bit, and he didn't have the powerful power of the blow he had just tested Yang Yibu.

The many monks who watched the battle could only see a huge palm that covered the sky and the sun slapping towards Yang Yibu, but it was only in their eyes.

Shang Banjin's palm has no majestic foil, and it looks a little weak.

It's just that in their eyes, Yang Yibu looks a little small and weak under the big hand of Shang Banjin.

This is like the current big palm of Shang Banjin is like a huge wave, but Yang Yibu is a boat that is about to capsize.

Under the blow of this monstrous wave, this inconspicuous boat is about to be shattered.

"Good time!"

Seeing Shang Banjin's big hand, he was about to slap on his body.

Yang Yibu suddenly roared, stepped forward, raised his fist, and blasted out with a punch towards Shang Banjin's big hand that was about to fall.

"Boom~".

There was a huge crash in the sky.

Countless spatial rifts filled the entire void in just a moment.

There was a golden liquid carrying a golden glow that poured out of these palm-sized cracks.

As soon as these golden liquids appeared in the sky, they turned into palm-sized spatial wind blades.

In the endless wind of collision, these palm-sized spatial wind blades cut the void of the entire immortal world to pieces.

Milky white scratches covered the entire sky, and the area cut by the spatial wind blade expanded in a large area.

Seeing the incessantly sharp spatial wind blade sweeping and expanding, the monks who were watching the excitement around were forced to retreat again and again.

If they didn't retreat, these extremely powerful and dense spatial wind blades would cause powerful damage to his claws.

"Boom boom boom~".

The powerful crashing sound still lingers in the sky.

Yang Yibu, who was shrouded in Shang Banjin's giant palm, was suddenly illuminated by a bright light and revealed.

"Is it broken".

Yang Yibu raised his head, looked at the sky shrouded by Shang Banjin's giant palm, and muttered softly.

"Wow~".

A sound like a shattered mirror came to the ears of the monks, and they looked at it with great eyes.

I saw that in the sky, Shang Banjin's huge palm covering the sky and the earth was now like a broken glass, covered with cobweb-like cracks.

Then it suddenly shattered and slowly dissipated.

"Yang Yibu smashed Shang Banjin's big hand."

While all the monks were still in infinite shock, the screams of one of the monks pulled the monks back to reality.

"This Yang Yib is so powerful, he is stronger than we can imagine."

Another monk screamed, his cry full of disbelief and incredulity.

"Yang Yibu seems to be able to defeat the invincible Shang Banjin."

It wasn't until Yang Yib broke Shang Banjin's big hand that some monks had a little confidence in Yang Yib.

Because this Shang Banjin's reputation in the immortal world is too great, he has never been defeated in the battle of monks of the same level in the immortal world.

And every time he fights, Shang Banjin always wins with one move very easily, and he has never made two moves.

So from the very beginning, no one was optimistic about Yang Yibu, although Yang Yibu's reputation is also very big, and at the same time, Yang Yibu is also a demon who can leapfrog the challenge.

"Yang Yibu, are you really good? I still underestimated you, you were able to break my seven successful palms."

Shang Banjin didn't care what the onlookers were saying, he just stared at Yang Yibu tightly with his small eyes.

There was a cold light in his eyes that kept flickering, and in his heart, he had always thought that Yang Yibu was very powerful among the monks of his level.

But in the eyes of his Shang Banjin, he Yang Yibu is nothing, just a shrimp that jumps relatively high.

With a little bit of effort, you can pinch this shrimp to death effortlessly.

But now, Yang Yibu, who he has always looked down on, not only blocked his casual blow effortlessly.

After that, he seemed to be very easy to burst the palm of his seven successful powers, which forced him to change his opinion of Yang Yib.

"This Yang Yibu must die today, otherwise he will pose a threat to himself in the future."

Shang Banjin sentenced Yang Yibu to death in his heart, although it has always been said that Shang Banjin is going to kill Yang Yibu, but this time, Shang Banjin's determination to kill Yang Yibu is very firm.

"Shang Banjin, you overestimate yourself, in your heart, you think your seven successes are very amazing, but in my opinion, your seven successes are just so-so."

Yang Yibu said coldly as Shang Banjin, who was as huge as a mountain of meat.

"Yang Yibu, you are so calm, I see that you are already your limit when you take the blow of my seven successful powers."

Shang Banjin thought that Yang Yibu should have suffered a lot of injuries after blasting his seven successful blows.

He decided that the current Yang Yib must be holding on, so he was just relaxed.