However.
Just as Ye Muhang was extrely excited and expectant.
Ye Tian spoke up: "My dear brother, why don’t you personally guide , just like you did on Earth."
As soon as these words were spoken.
The already silent atmosphere of Zhan Yuan Square beca even more frozen.
Damn!!!
Shock. An apocalyptic level of shock...
Countless pairs of eyes on the verge of falling to the ground began to tear and burst.
What did they hear?
Ye... Ye... Ye Tian actually wants to choose to personally duel with Ye Yang?
This was a choice that no one could have thought of.
And the most impossible choice.
After all, Ye Yang is at the half-step King Martial Realm!
Half-step King Martial Realm—just a breath could blow a middle-stage Heavenly Martial Realm kid to pieces, right?
Is Ye Tian giving up, knowing he’s dood to die, wanting to die sooner???
"Ignorance is fearless."
Among the dead silent crowd of billions, Nangong Zhen Shan snorted, suddenly feeling very unworthy that his granddaughter must accompany such a brainless kid to death.
Ye Zhenchen, Sui Qinglian, and others were almost having brain hemorrhages.
Ye Xiao could only shake his head bitterly, shaking his head again and again... almost spitting blood.
"Hahaha, Ye Tian, good!"
After a few stunned breaths, Ye Yang laughed loudly, stood up, and fixed his eyes tightly on Ye Tian with a bloodthirsty resentnt. Ye Tian deliberately ntioned the ti on Earth when he guided Ye Tian, an act almost ending Ye Yang’s life. It was his life’s greatest sha and humiliation, a mory he couldn’t bear to recall, sothing Ye Tian intentionally brought up.
Damn!
Damn!!!
Damn a billion tis!!!!
The aura on Ye Yang fluctuated a bit, almost losing control.
"Please." Ye Tian stood up as well, gesturing an invitation to Ye Yang. The two stepped out of the pavilion and onto the open ground of the square.
The two faced each other.
"Ye Tian, you go first." Ye Yang’s voice was slightly hoarse, seemingly altered due to intense excitent.
"Are you sure?" Ye Tian’s expression was strange.
Then, Ye Tian directly moved.
He really moved.
"Returning to Dust!" Ye Tian raised a hand, throwing a punch.
Silence blanketed, a desolate and absolute death, unusually dismal...
Like the breath of tilessness and the decay of Heaven and Earth enveloping the entire plane.
Covering the sky and sun.
Tens of thousands of miles without light.
Only a Fist Seal, seemingly advancing, seemingly shifting, seemingly enlarging, charged toward Ye Yang.
This act!!!
Damn...
I am in the mighty trough!
The entire Zhan Yuan Square, billions of people had blood flowing backward, minds frozen, and eyes filled with blood...
An inexplicable urge to go insane, to scream and shout without reservation, but the throat seed blocked, unable to make a sound.
Ye Tian’s act, the aura of that Fist Seal, it... it... it was powerful enough to crush thoughts!
Is this a punch from a Heavenly Martial Realm?
Are you kidding ?
Indeed, Ye Tian’s punch, though just a fragnt of his strength, used 90 million pounds of Pure Power. Single-handedly, 90 million pounds of Pure Power are invincible below the King Martial Realm, coupled with the terrifying Realm of Returning to Dust, Space Law, and power control... it’s a new attempt of Ye Tian.
Previously, he always applied Space Law and power control on the sword.
But fists, they’re not impossible to use.
Are they?
"You..."
As for Ye Yang, Ye Yang almost suffocated, the previous second, still high above, controlling everything with full confidence, enjoying all, overlooking everything, but at this mont, his face was shocked and weighted, his eyes spasming fiercely, provoking so panic.
Ye Yang indeed was a bit panicked.
Because he felt a taste of danger.
In his eyes, the Fist Seal grew larger, covering the sky and sun, unavoidable.
No ti to dodge.
"Great Demon Sky Palm First Form: Demon Refining Mankind!"
Ye Yang gritted his teeth, all the shock and disbelief turned into dense jealousy, resentnt, murderous intent that almost materialized, he didn’t believe!!!
He didn’t believe that his rapid progress over the last half-year, reaching half-step King Martial Realm in just a few months, wasn’t enough to be a match for Ye Tian, this middle-stage Heavenly Martial Realm humble brat?
Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
As he waved his hands, his entire body surged with black currents, giving a thick and evil sense of overwhelming Demonic Qi. Under the rumbling vibration, tearing apart the Void, his hands danced with countless Demon Dragons in the black Qi, ultimately condensing into a palm.
That Handprint, thick enough to prop up Heaven and Earth.
Infinite.
Beneath the black streams, Thunder raged, Handprint like a Demon Mountain... spanning the Void, fixing the earth veins, imnsely thick!
Just this palm was enough to show Ye Yang’s half-step King Martial Realm was genuine without a speck of falsehood.
However.
Even so, Ye Yang felt insufficient after unleashing the First Form of Great Demon Sky Palm, still feeling a vague sense of danger without any interval, suddenly holding a dreadfully massive spear in his hands.
That spear was pitch black, black gleams tearing the sky and earth, rely its sharpness, sharp enough to pierce through the entire War Abyss Plane.
"Gun Falling to the Netherworld!!!" Ye Yang shouted.
The spear suddenly raged, infinitely enlarging, spanning thousands of zhang without end.
On Ye Yang’s wrist, black Demon Tendons trembled, contributing unimaginable might.
All that might surged into the spear.
With a single rotation, it felt as if all things of Heaven and Earth turned into Chaos, all to be shredded.
The crushing destructive force more terrifying than Divine Thunder descending.
A sense of true world apocalypse.
And this spear, aid at Ye Tian’s "Returning to Dust" punch.
Looking at Ye Tian, he made no other moves.
After unleashing the Returning to Dust punch, he stood quietly there, seemingly becoming a third party, watching the spectacle like Ye Yang was showcasing both Great Demon Sky Palm and Gun Falling to the Netherworld.
In an instant.
"Boom..."
The Fist Seal of Returning to Dust first collided with the Handprint of Great Demon Sky Palm, that collision shook the heavens for thirty thousand li, threatened to turn into dust, the collision sound directly surged into the Void, spanning hundreds of kiloters, the Void Turbulence within those hundreds of kiloters was flattened by the collision sound, the feeling of the two colliding was simply like two massive oceans clashing, apocalyptic.
Fortunately, this collision occurred in the upper air, and most collision energy waves entered the Void; otherwise, the billions on Zhan Yuan Square would be annihilated, even as is, thousands were vomiting blood, prostrate, seriously injured.
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