Chapter 716 Shake the Sky with a Punch

"Trade fair center!"

Looking at the pitch-black plaque on this Babel Tower, which is carved with five quaint and atmospheric handwritings, if you look carefully, you will feel a kind of heavenly momentum. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Now, Yang Ming has this strange feeling, although it can't cause any substantial harm to people, but it gives people an extremely terrifying shock.

However, Yang Ming only thought about it a little, and found the clue in the plaque, the person who carved this thing must have injected his own artistic conception with the power of the soul, otherwise it would definitely not make people have such a strange feeling.

However, time has passed, this plaque has gone through so many years, and most of the artistic conception on it has disappeared, otherwise, with Yang Ming's current strength, watching it for so long will definitely cause unpredictable backlash.

Standing at the gate of Babel Tower, Yang Ming's eyes were firmly fixed on the five majestic words on the pitch-black plaque, and gradually, a strange feeling rose in his heart.

However, as soon as this wonderful feeling appeared, Yang Ming's brain was suffocated, as if he was about to faint directly, and this sudden feeling instantly shocked it.

Just when Yang Ming wanted to quit this feeling, between his eyebrows, a faint warm current suddenly appeared, relieving his dizzy feeling.

At the same time, Yang Ming also ran the "Nine Secrets of the Mountain", and a vague aura emerged from his body, and this momentum actually matched the momentum of the black plaque.

As soon as this momentum appeared, Yang Ming completely fell into this weird feeling and couldn't extricate himself.

It was a strange feeling, as if the footsteps around it had disappeared, the sound of low conversation, and even the sound of the wind.

At this moment, Yang Ming felt a distortion around him, as if the stars were shifting, and instantly appeared in a starry sky, and when he appeared, a burly figure stepped into the sky.

This person is wearing a black robe, not angry and arrogant, the terrifying momentum emanating from his body, Yang Ming is almost the only one he has seen, looking at the man in black who strides over, he faintly has a feeling that this kind of momentum seems to be able to stand between heaven and earth, completely dividing heaven and earth into two parts.

Such a terrifying momentum actually appeared on a person's body, which couldn't help but make Yang Ming feel sluggish and shocked.

At this moment, Yang Ming almost had a terrifying feeling, could this figure be the legendary god of heaven?

However, as soon as this thought appeared, he was stifled in the cradle.

In fact, Yang Ming already had a faint guess in his heart, this person must be the legendary powerhouse of the Tongtian Realm.

This person stepped from the starry sky like this, his empty gaze looked around, and finally landed on Yang Ming's position, and in an instant, a terrifying coercion like heavenly power descended instantly.

Feeling this terrifying power, Yang Ming almost had the urge to kneel and worship, but as soon as this feeling appeared, he was stopped by his perseverance.

Yang Ming knew very well in his heart that once he knelt down today, it would be extremely difficult to make another breakthrough in the future.

Martial artists, it is not only internal strength that cultivates, especially when it comes to Yang Ming's realm, the state of mind is also a very important part, so not to mention that this person is powerful, even if it is a real heavenly power, Yang Ming cannot be allowed to kneel.

"What a terrible person, such a terrible might!" This gaze was just a fleeting thing, but it made Yang Ming sweat profusely, and his heart was full of fear.

Even if he has fallen, he has such a terrifying power, which shows how terrifying this person's strength was in life.

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Ming was moved to worship, this is the real powerhouse in the world.

Compared to this person, those people who have reached the Divine Realm are simply inferior to ants, and among all the people Yang Ming has seen, only Mo Lingzi is only a three-point power.

However, this majestic gaze did not stop at Yang Ming for more, and then a mighty voice came into Yang Ming's ears.

"Bendi has fought countless battles in his life, comprehended countless martial arts, and killed countless people, but in this life, the only thing that makes Bendi proud is to create a boxing method, this fist, called Shaking the Sky!"

As he spoke, the black figure suddenly bowed slightly, looked at the starry sky, and his eyes were full of indomitable and arrogant.

"Shake the sky!"

The black-robed mouth slowly spat out two words, and then the left fist bombarded out with a strange arc, and in an instant, the entire void was turbulent, as if it could not withstand the power of this fist, and it shattered in an instant.

And Yang Ming also woke up instantly, but when he woke up, there was a mighty and majestic voice in his ears.

"When entering this place, the younger generations need to keep in mind that this fist contains the emperor's earth-shaking artistic conception, and it must not be used until it reaches the Divine Realm, otherwise, the meridians will be ......."

This voice did not finish, and disappeared between heaven and earth in an instant, but it was full of a strong warning, but it had been lingering in Yang Ming's ears for a long time.

Hearing this warning voice, Yang Ming's whole body was suddenly shocked, and a trace of realization flashed in his eyes.

Shaking the sky, this kind of artistic conception is quite domineering, so the boxing technique created by this person is also very domineering, but the power is not said, the punch just now, almost the entire starry sky was blasted into countless pieces, and the power of this punch seems to really have the power of shaking the sky.

In the face of this punch that dared to defy the sky and shake the sky, even Yang Ming, who was a bystander, was surging in his heart, this is the real powerhouse between heaven and earth.

"Shake the sky...... Punch?"

His eyes were slightly closed, and Yang Ming's mind was filled with the artistic conception of the black-robed man's punch, and just like that, Yang Ming closed his eyes and stood at the bottom of the Tower of Babel, motionless.

"Wow, this is a stupid guy from there~!"

"Alas, but it's the first time I've come to Hanging Sky City, and I've been stopped by this trade fair center. ”

"Dirt buns!"

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, if you are trapped in the center of this fair, how can you close your eyes?"

"Hmph, what a strange man!"

At the moment when Yang Ming's eyes slowly closed, whispers suddenly came from his ears, and the eyes of these people looking at Yang Ming were full of strange colors.

There is ridicule, ridicule, and solemnity.

But Yang Ming, who fell into an epiphany, didn't know everything around him, and the whole person was immersed in the artistic conception of the black-robed man's punch.

This punch is the fist that the black-robed man is proud of, and according to the latter's realm, the fist technique that can make him feel this way is naturally not simple.

If you really want to describe this punch, Yang Ming only has four words, terrible, terrible!