Shang Banjin, once the huge Roshan takes a step, it is a great thing, and he is constantly saving strength every time he takes a step forward.

Therefore, every time Shang Banjin took a step forward, there was a sound of "boom~", and the ground shook for a while, and the momentum was very huge.

In contrast, when Yang Yibu walked towards Shang Banjin, his voice was much weaker, and he did not make a loud noise like Shang Banjin that shook the earth.

It's just that under his feet, every time he takes a step forward, a lotus-like pattern is generated on the soles of his feet.

However, the existence of which patterns were extremely short-lived, and every time he took a step forward, the lotus patterns appeared, and when he raised his feet, the lotus patterns disappeared.

This is like a golden lotus of one step and one step of a Buddhist monk.

In fact, this is not a lotus pattern at all, but Yang Yibu's steps are too heavy between walking, stepping on the space out of fine cracks.

"Yang Yib, suffer death."

When Shang Banjin's battle intent and momentum rose to the peak, he slowly raised his giant palm.

The moment he raised his palm, the heavens and the earth instantly changed color, and the calm void suddenly generated a powerful gust of wind.

Under the blowing of this fierce wind, Yang Yibu, who was standing opposite Shang Banjin, his thick and loose long hair fluttered in the wind, and the clothes on his body made the sound of "hunting".

Shang Banjin's palm continued to enlarge in the sky, and finally his big hand covered the entire sky above Yang Yibu's head.

This makes Yang Yib, who is below, feel like he is in the dark.

"Huhu~".

Shang Banjin's huge and incomparably big hand carrying the endless wind slapped down on Yang Yibu, and the boundless momentum was like the entire sky pressing towards Yang Yibu together.

Shang Banjin's palm is not powerful, this is a palm condensed by the strength of his whole body, and this is the most powerful palm he has ever used in his life.

With this palm, Shang Banjin wants Yang Yibu to know that in front of him, he Yang Yibu is an out-and-out clown.

In the same level, he is still the king of half gold, and he is the first person in the fairy world who deserves it.

Shang Banjin wanted to use his most powerful palm to slap Yang Yibu's palm into mud, so that he didn't even have a chance to resist.

In Shang Banjin's mind, once his palm is slapped, Yang Yibu will definitely die, and there is no possibility of survival.

"Huhuhu~".

With a devastating palm, he quickly slapped Yang Yibu on the head.

"Kill~".

Yang Yibu watched as the all-destroying palm fell straight down on him, and he was about to shoot the top of his head.

Yang Yibu opened his mouth, looked up to the sky and roared, and then punched the big hand that pressed towards him.

"Boom~".

At the moment when Yang Yibu made a move, a huge dazzling light rose one after another, which was a shining fist.

Which bright light is the light produced by Yang Yib's fist being too fast and too powerful to rub against the air.

Yang Yibu's punch is many times more powerful than the previous punch.

This punch was the addition of all the strength of Yang Yibu Yuan's ninth-level peak cultivation and the full strength of his physical body, as well as the power of the thirty-five super-large worlds in the Zhenshi Tower.

If Yang Yibu's punch really hit the immortal realm, the entire immortal realm would definitely be bombarded into ashes in an instant.

Yang Yibu's punch, he did not use all the power he could use, this is not to say that Yang Yibu looked down on Shang Banjin and did not go all out.

In fact, this is Yang Yibu's last resort, because he Yang Yibu has too many enemies in the fairy world, and he is afraid that once he is exhausted.

His enemies immediately jumped out and it would be very dangerous to do something to himself, so he had to hide some power just in case.

"It's so strong, Shang Banjin's palm is much, much stronger than the previous two attacks."

The monk who was watching the battle from a distance said softly that he really didn't dare to speak out for fear of affecting the battle between the two.

"Yes, such a powerful palm has surpassed the power that can be emitted by the ninth-level peak of the Yuan Infant Stage, and it should reach the power that can only be emitted by a Mahayana monk."

The monk with vicious eyes stared at the two people in the battlefield and said.

"With such a strong force, can Yang Yib take it?"

A monk asked uneasily, he was worried about Yang Yibu in his heart, how to say that Yang Yibu was a native monk in the fairy world.

But Shang Banjin was a foreign monk, and just now, Shang Banjin was ashamed to provoke the anger of the public.

"I look at the hanging".

A monk looked nervously at the battle arena and replied casually.

"I don't think so, haven't you noticed? Yang Yibu didn't have a panicked expression at all under Shang Banjin's palm."

A very carefully observed monk spoke.

"That's right, Yang Yibu is not afraid at all."

Another monk nodded and replied.

"I hope Yang Yibu can resist Shang Banjin's palm, but after this move, the winner should be decided, pray that Yang Yibu can be injured a little lighter."

One of the monks took a deep breath and said in a helpless voice.

In the monk's heart, he decided that Yang Yibu would not be able to catch Shang Banjin's palm at all.

In fact, it was not only this monk who thought so, but most of the monks present thought so, and there was only one reason, which was that Shang Banjin was too powerful.

"Boom~".

Amidst the discussion of the monks, Yang Yibu's fists finally collided violently with Shang Banjin's giant palm.

The boundless wind dispersed, and at the center of the collision, the void completely collapsed and turned into nothingness.

A fist-sized black hole was formed at an extremely fast speed at the moment of collision, and then expanded at an extremely fast speed, and in just a short time, it turned into a huge black hole.

Countless golden wind blades with golden light rushed out of a huge black hole, and swept through the entire void accompanied by the violent wind.

"Click~".

In the midst of the collision, the sound of bones shattering was clearly heard.

"Wow~".

The sound of bones shattering was followed by an earth-shattering, creepy scream.

"Who's screaming".

Some of the monks watching the battle stopped yelling.

"There was only a scream, and the person who didn't make a sound had disappeared."

Another monk asked in a puzzled voice.

"I think it should be a lifetime injury, otherwise how could there be only one scream, the sound of the bone cracking just now is very dense."

A monk said with his eyes firmly fixed on the center of the battlefield covered with energy storms.

"Yes, this brother guessed right, and this should be the case."

The other monk chimed in, because his guess was the same as that of this cultivator.

"You've all guessed wrong, look".

At that moment, a sharp-eyed monk stared at the center of the battlefield and screamed.

At this time, the violent energy mist in the center of the battlefield had gradually dissipated, and two figures appeared on the battlefield.

This fashionable half-gold Na Na's huge body like Roshan has disappeared, and his body has become the same as that of an ordinary person.

And at this time, Shang Banjin's right hand had disappeared, and the right hand was Shang Banjin's palm used to attack Yang Yibu.

At the corner of Shang Banjin's mouth, a trace of blood flowed down, and Shang Banjin was injured.

At this time, Yang Yibu, who was standing quietly in the air, his hair was messy, and his clothes were in tatters, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Master~".

With a loud roar, five figures shot towards the battlefield at lightning speed, and the person who spoke out was of course Li Xingxing.

Seeing that in the battlefield, Yang Yibu stood quietly, and Li Xingxing, Jin Erjiao and others were anxious, for fear that Yang Yibu would make a mistake.

"Ibu~".

When Li Xingxing and the others shot into the battlefield, there was a coquettish roar, and Li Ya also shot lightning into the battlefield from another direction.

"Go back, I'm fine".

Just as Li Xingxing, Li Ya and the others shot into the field, Yang Yibu, who was standing motionless and quietly, suddenly raised his head and shouted.

"Huhuhu~".

Come fast, go fast, hearing Yang Yibu's words, Li Xingxing, Li Ya and the others obediently retreated.

Regarding Li Xingxing, Li Ya and others breaking into the battlefield, Yang Yibu was still very worried.

He was afraid that Shang Banjin would be angry and angry, and he would angrily attack Li Xingxing and Li Ya, and he would suffer anything.

Yang Yibu's heart was clear, Li Xingxing and Li Ya couldn't catch Shang Banjin's blow under the anger at all, so he spoke up and asked Li Xingxing and Li Ya to go back.

"How could it be? This Yang Yibu is so powerful, we have always underestimated him too much."

Hearing Yang Yibu speak, the monks watching the battle came back to their senses, it turned out that they had been worried about Yang Yibu, who was slapped to death by Shang Banjin's palm.

In such a strong collision, there was no at all, but he had always been strong, and Shang Banjin, who was favored by everyone, suffered a big loss in this big collision.

This Shang Banjin not only lost an arm, but also bled from the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be a serious injury.

"I've gotten my eyes, I've gotten my eyes, I didn't expect this Yang Yibu to be so powerful, so I was worried about him in vain."

One of the monks muttered, and though he tried to silence his voice, wishing to speak quietly, he was so shocked that the sound reached the ears of every monk like thunder.

"Yes, yes, this brother is right, we are all blind."

Some monks echoed and said, because which brother was so right that he went to his heart, and he tried his best to agree.

"What a pig to eat an elephant, this Yang Yibu is pretending to be too fucking real, you have such a strong strength, you took it out earlier, it makes us worry in vain."

In the excitement, another monk shouted loudly, and because of the excessive excitement, he even used the national scolding.