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Everyone's attention was focused on this battle!
On the sixty-sixth platform.
Hai Wuya was indeed worthy of being the number one monster in the younger generation of the eight courtyards, the number one seed. His temperament was otherworldly, as if he didn't carry a trace of the mortal world. His eyes were as deep as the starry sky of the universe, and occasionally. . . The golden light that flashed out gave people the feeling of a god descending to the mortal world. With his hands behind his back, Behind him, vaguely. . . He could vaguely see the illusionary figure of a godly spirit that was dozens of zhang tall. Its eyes were tightly shut. Its divine might was unparalleled as it moved its right hand slightly. It could suppress the ages and collapse a world!!
"Rumble!" Rumble!" Rumble!" . . .
Rays of bright divine light burst out from the pores all over Hai Wuya's body. Flowers fell from the sky, and golden lotuses appeared on the ground. He looked like the legendary saint who had received the respect and worship of countless people. His imposing manner was unparalleled, and he was the only one who could lead the wind. Shower!!
On the other hand, Yang Fann had a calm expression on his face. He just looked at Hai Wuya quietly and pretended to be calm!
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In an instant, the stands in all four directions became noisy, and discussions broke out. . . .
"Good! Good! Good! The two of them went up the stage and were about to start fighting!!! "
"Both of them are the best of the young generation, Peerless Evildoer! This battle will definitely be a fierce battle between two men. I wonder who will be the last one to laugh!"
"Needless to say, the final victor will definitely be Yang Fann. Although Hai Wuya has consumed the Nine Solar True Divine Pill, his combat strength has increased by more than ten times compared to Yin Jiuyang. At most, he will only be able to defeat Yin Jiuyang by a slight margin. However, Yang Fann killed that Yin Jiuyang with a single punch. The gap between them is obvious!"
"Indeed. Compared to Yang Fann, this monster, Hai Wuya is still a lot weaker. The most important thing is that Yang Fann has endless trump cards. No one can guarantee that this is his strongest combat strength!"
"Even Yang Fann is worthy of being my opponent. Just wait and see! I, Hai Wuya Senior Brother, will definitely win this battle!"
"That's right! Hai Wuya, Senior Brother, is so powerful that you can't even imagine it!"
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One round of explosions and one round of rapid advancement had allowed Yang Fann to gain countless fans. However, this was the Extreme Yang Mountain Range, the headquarters of the Ji Yang Courtyard. Most of the people in the stands were disciples of the Ji Yang Courtyard. Even though some of them thought that Hai Wuya might not be a match for Yang Fann, they would still support him.
Putting aside the fact that Hai Wuya had an extraordinary status in the Ji Yang Courtyard, he was not someone they could afford to offend. Furthermore, this was closely related to their own interests. Firstly, secondly, the difference between them and Hai Wuya was more than double the amount of resources allocated to them!
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On the VIP stands.
"Brother Dongfang, congratulations. After this battle, the day of Northern Wasteland Courtyard's rise will be just around the corner!" Mo Wuxie smiled at Dongfang Sheng and congratulated him. It seemed like the number one of the eight academies was already in the possession of the Northern Wasteland Courtyard. Even Yin Jiuyang was no match for Yang Fann. This Hai Wuya was just a piece of cake to him.
"I was lucky! Lucky. . . " Dongfang Sheng chuckled and said modestly. However, looking at the complacent expression on his face, there was not the slightest trace of humility. But that was also true. No matter who it was, with a good Disciple like Yang Fann, they would probably laugh when they slept at night!
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"Humph! A petty man has achieved success! I, Wuya Disciple, am not that trash, Yin Jiuyang. . . Open your dog eyes wide and take a good look. See how I, Wuya Disciple, will torture that Little Brute to death. . . " Jing Boyang said with a sinister expression. His heart was burning with anger, and his eyes were flashing with an indescribable ruthlessness.
. . .
Right at this moment. . .
In the 66th ring.
"Yang Fann. . . " Hai Wuya opened his eyes and a ruthless look flashed across his eyes. He shouted at Yang Fann, "You beast, you don't have the slightest bit of kinship in your eyes. You are a bloodthirsty beast. Today, I am going to clean up the Sect's sect. . . . . . . "
As Hai Wuya spoke, the phantom of the Heavenly God behind him also opened its big mouth and let out a dense and deep resonance sound. The sound of thunder was like the Heavenly Dao interrogating the soul. It wanted to make Yang Fann kneel down and repent. It wanted to subdue the enemy without fighting!
"Hahaha. . . Hahaha. . . " Suddenly, Yang Fann seemed to have heard a funny joke. He started laughing like a copper bell. Devil God roared like a great river. The raging waves hit the shore and rolled up thousands of layers of waves. "Hahaha. . . A trash like you is qualified to represent the Sect! You are also qualified to talk to me about friendship between fellow disciples!"
Yang Fann did not show any mercy. Along the way, other than the disciples of Northern Wasteland Courtyard, the other geniuses were either dead or injured. However, he, Hai Wuya, was not one of them. How could this not be the case? In fact, he was even stronger than Yang Fann. Up until now, the number of people who had died in his hands had reached six, two more than Yang Fann!
He was the only one who had the nerve to say that he did not care about the relationship between his fellow disciples. What a joke!
"In the martial artist world, experts are respected. Whoever has the bigger fist is the truth. What ability do you have? In the martial artist world, experts are respected. Whoever has the bigger fist is the truth. I'll take it! If you keep dilly-dallying, it will only make me feel disgusted!!"
" Yang Fann's words are reasonable! In the martial artist, everything is based on strength. What's the point of talking so much nonsense? Don't be a coward. Just do it! " Countless martial artist nodded from all directions. In the martial artist, strength was the only thing that mattered. If you have that strength, you can do whatever you want. If you wanted to kill someone, then kill them. Everything else. It's all fake!!
"Good! Good. Good. Little Brute, did he really think that by defeating that trash Yin Jiuyang, he would be able to run amok? Today! I will let you know what true strength is!" Hai Wuya's eyes were fixed on Yang Fann, the veins on his forehead were bulging.
The next moment. . .
"Rumble!" "Rumble rumble rumble!" Rumble! . . .
A violent aura burst out from Hai Wuya's body like a great river. Even the blurry image of the Ancient God behind him started to become clear and solid. In an instant, a terrifying pressure that could topple mountains and overturn seas swept across the world.
"Puchi!" "Puchi! Puchi! . . .
In all directions, large tracts of space exploded like a mirror. Even the barrier around the arena was covered with cracks that were as dense as spider webs!!! Pcht. . . Pcht. . . Pcht. . . Pcht. . . Pcht. . . Pcht. . . Pcht. . . Pcht. . . Pcht. . .
Terrifying! Incomparably terrifying.
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"Ah! Emperor! This Hai Wuya is already Verbal Emperor! Hiss. . . How is this possible! How is this possible!!" Countless martial artist were shocked, even though every Seeded Evildoer had a The Power Of The Emperor that could match his strength. The outstanding ones among them were like the Sons of the Stars and the others. They also had the ability to fight Middle Greade Emperor warriors, but their true cultivation base. . . Most of them were only at the Quasi-Emperor At Peak, but the stronger ones. . . They were only able to step into the Emperor Stage with a single step, and they wanted Verbal Emperor to be the real Verbal Emperor. If he didn't have any fortuitous encounters, he would need at least dozens of years of hard work!
"Emperor! He has actually stepped into the Emperor Stage. Could it be that the gap between us is really that big? The Son of the Stars, Situ Xingchen, had a bitter expression on his face. Hai Wuya had always been his goal. He thought that the gap between them was just that small, but he never thought that it would be an insurmountable gap.
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"I never thought that Hai Wuya would actually be Verbal Emperor. This battle. . . Looks like there's still some suspense!" On the VIP platform, an old monster Emperor murmured softly. Emperor, a half-step Emperor. There was a qualitative difference between half-step and half-step. Especially for someone like Hai Wuya, who was rarely seen, once Peerless Evildoer proved his Dao, it would be even more difficult to imagine. At this moment, Hai Wuya's Qi was so powerful. Compared to Yin Jiuyang who had consumed the Nine Solar True Divine Pill, he was at least ten times stronger. Furthermore, it was still rising!
. . .
In the time it takes to breathe.
Hai Wuya's Qi had finally reached its peak. The shadow of the ancient god behind him had almost completely condensed into an incarnation.
The next moment. . .
A ferocious smile emerged on Hai Wuya's face. His killing intent was boundless. "Little Brute, you have started to feel fear and tremble after witnessing my strength. Now, kneel down and kowtow obediently. I might even be able to give you a full body. . . . "
"You still dare to talk nonsense? You don't understand human language, do you?" Before Hai Wuya could finish his words, a trace of anger flashed across Yang Fann's eyes as he shouted.
The next moment. . .
A golden light flashed in Yang Fann's hand, and all the golden Qi in the arena was sucked out. The Profound Meaning of Acute Metal erupted.
And then. . .
Everyone could only see a golden palm the size of dozens of acres of farmland descending from the sky. It was like the hand of a god, crushing everything!
"Crack! . . . "
A dull and crisp sound rang out.
The illusory image of the Ancient God behind Hai Wuya collapsed in an instant, and it was so bleak that it was almost impossible to take on a human form.
Looking at Hai Wuya again, he was sent flying more than 300 meters away and crashed heavily onto the ground. His entire body seemed to be in a complete mess. He was badly mutilated, and he couldn't help but cough out blood. He looked extremely pathetic!
With a single palm strike, the mighty Hai Wuya was severely injured!
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