Under Wu Qingtian's incredulous gaze, the phantom that was tens of thousands of feet long turned into the size of Wang Yan. It took a step forward and fused with his body!
In an instant, a violent gust of wind swept up in the air.
At this moment, Wang Yan's fist seemed to become incomparably huge, covering the sky and covering the sun.
But when he looked closely, his fist was still the size of a clay pot. It had never changed.
"Heavenly Sword, come out!"
His left fist pressed down fiercely. The pillar of starlight shattered inch by inch, but it still struggled to hold on.
The shattered starlight turned into the sharpest light in the world, mercilessly cutting through the surrounding space.
It caused it to shatter and reveal dense and terrifying spatial rifts.
The violent spatial turbulence took advantage of the cracks to enter, but before it could wreak havoc, it was dispersed by the terrifying shockwave.
Silently, a stream of light shone from the Sky Dissolving Divine Ring on Wang Yan's finger.
Once it appeared, it instantly disappeared into the void.
No one noticed the entire process. Even someone as powerful as Wu Qingtian did not sense anything unusual.
"The Starfall Hall is only so-so. Wu Qingtian, let me give you a piece of advice. If you don't want to follow in Nangong Liuyun's footsteps, get lost immediately!"
At this moment, Wang Yan finally released his arrogant nature. His black hair danced in the wind.
His black eyes that were as dark as the night became violent and domineering, filled with madness and bloodlust.
The Yin Fish in his dantian, which was shaped like a Tai Chi Yin Yang diagram, circulated to the extreme.
Monstrous, pitch-black Devil Qi instantly surged into Wang Yan's limbs, bones, and meridians.
It blended with the bright and powerful starlight, forming an unprecedented power.
Under the cover of a white robe, Wang Yan's body was undergoing a shocking change.
His veins and blood vessels bulged like dragons, containing a terrifying explosive power.
Under the Devil Qi, Wang Yan's eyes gradually turned red, as if they were dyed with blood.
"Arrogant and ignorant brat, today it's not one of us who dies, but rather you who dies and I who lives!"
Wu Qingtian was completely enraged by Wang Yan's merciless taunts and provocations. He shouted coldly, "Ten Punishment Warriors, listen up! Absorb all the vitality in the vicinity and turn the killing style into the annihilation style!"
"This old man will turn this Feng Tian City into a living hell, an Asura Retreat, just to kill that brat Wang Yan!"
The Ten Punishment Warriors were all stunned. A few of them showed pity in their eyes, but it was quickly covered by coldness and ruthlessness.
In a split second, the ten people who were lined up in a row instantly spread out and formed a circle. Then, they all struck their palms at their opponents with all their might!
In an instant, ten thick beams of starlight collided with each other from all directions!
But what was surprising was that there was no earth-shattering explosion, nor were there any terrifying shockwaves.
Ten beams of astral power released by the Tempering Star State Martial Cultivators collided with each other, merged with each other, and began to spin rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, the beams of astral power disappeared, and a huge cluster of astral power appeared.
The surrounding void was completely melted and purified the moment the cluster of astral power was formed, exposing the pitch-black space.
Looking at the cluster of astral power that was beating like a giant's heart, Wang Yan was stunned.
He had never seen such a change in Martial Skill before, but he faintly sensed a hint of danger from it.
It seemed that if he allowed the cluster of astral power to continue changing, it would eventually bring him an unexpected threat.
Thinking of this, Wang Yan did not hesitate anymore. He suddenly bent his left arm backward, pulled it to the same level as his chest, and then punched out!
Demonic Qi and astral power were crazily infused into his left fist. With the help of the Thousand Phenomenon Divine Armor, and the power derived from the fusion of the Earth-Level Martial Skill, Chen Xiaobei's attack had reached 90 million!
The attack power of Wang Yan's punch instantly reached 90 million!
The space in front of him was like a piece of paper. Before the fist punched out, the terrifying aura crushed the void inch by inch.
It was like a mirror that could reflect a person's reflection had been struck by a pebble, shattering with a loud bang!
Wu Qingtian naturally sensed the terrifying power of Wang Yan's punch, but he still watched from the side, as if he had no intention of making a move.
It was unknown whether it was because he was confident in the killing formation set up by the ten Punishment Sons, or because he was disdainful of Wang Yan.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Yan's punch was like a god stomping his foot, enraging the heavens.
From top to bottom, with the power to split Mount Hua, it blasted towards the rapidly spinning cluster of astral power at lightning speed!
Seeing this, many Martial Cultivators who were watching from a hundred miles away subconsciously retreated in a panic.
This was because this attack would probably be earth-shattering and annihilate everything.
Although it was beneficial to watch high-level Martial Cultivators fight, one had to have the capital to watch.
The level of the battle had exceeded the level of many Martial Cultivators in Feng Tian City, and only a few people could barely watch.
Bam!
There was a dull sound of flesh colliding, as if a giant's heart was beating hard.
This dull sound spread to every corner of Feng Tian City, and those with low cultivation instantly bled from their seven orifices, holding their heads and howling miserably.
Their minds were buzzing, as if a sound storm was set off, almost destroying their Divine Souls.
"How is this possible?"
Wang Yan looked at the scene in front of him incredulously, his eyebrows instantly knitted together.
This punch of his was comparable to the full blow of someone at the peak of the ninth level of Cuixing Realm, and even a giant mountain would be smashed into powder.
But when it hit the rapidly spinning cluster of astral power, not only did it not break, but it didn't even leave a trace!
"Falling Stars Formation, Annihilation!"
Wu Qingtian smiled coldly and turned over his hands. The ten Punishment Sons, who had been maintaining the posture of slapping out with one palm, retracted their hands, and then flew towards the huge cluster of astral power.
Under the puzzled gaze of Wang Yan, the ten Punishment Sons instantly disappeared into the cluster of astral power.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
The huge cluster of astral power suddenly expanded like an inflated balloon.
The ten Punishment Sons could vaguely be seen entrenched in the cluster of astral power, with their eyes closed and palms facing the sky.
The next moment, ten thick astral power tentacles shot out from the top of each of the ten Punishment Sons' heads.
After passing through the huge cluster of astral power, the ten thick astral power tentacles divided into countless tiny tentacles.
They grew in the wind, forming countless astral power tentacles that covered the sky above the entire Feng Tian City.
In an instant, all kinds of panicked voices rang out in every corner of Feng Tian City.
"What's going on?!
Why is the astral power in my Dantian draining rapidly?! "
"Me too, and why do I feel that my body is weak?"
"Oh my god, these damn astral tentacles are drilling into my body and absorbing the astral power and vitality in my Dantian!"
"What?!
He said they want to absorb all the practitioners in Feng Tian City as nutrients?! "
The puzzled look in Wang Yan's eyes gradually disappeared along with the shocked and panicked noises.
His sharp eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Wu Qingtian. There was no emotion in his eyes, only coldness and ruthlessness.
It seemed that he was not looking at a living person, but a cold corpse without any warmth.
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