"Wang Yan is here!"
Someone shouted loudly at this moment, causing the originally noisy atmosphere to reach its peak.
The atmosphere was abnormally hot at this moment. Countless greedy and fiery eyes were fixed on the thin figure that was slowly descending.
It seemed like they could swarm up and attack him at any time.
"Where is Bai Yiyuan?
Come forward and accept your death! "
Wang Yan stood in the air with his hands behind his back and shouted loudly.
His voice, which was mixed with the power of the stars, was like thunder from the Ninth Heaven. It rumbled endlessly and did not stop for a long time.
When it fell into everyone's ears, it was like a bolt from the blue, causing their minds to waver and their souls to tremble.
For a moment, it suppressed all other sounds. Only Wang Yan's voice kept echoing between heaven and earth.
"Where is Bai Yiyuan?
Come forward and accept your death! "
Wang Yan roared again. It was like a divine dragon had appeared in the world, his power unassailable.
He then took a few steps in the air and slowly landed on the top of the glazed Forbidden City.
His green robe was fluttering even though there was no wind.
At this moment, his thin and tall figure was no longer insignificant in the eyes of countless people. Instead, he was immovable and unshakable.
"Where is Bai Yiyuan?
Come forward and accept your death! "
Wang Yan shouted again. The clear sky suddenly changed. Dark clouds that covered the sky rolled over.
Lightning arcs kept appearing in the clouds, as if they were preparing for a shocking attack.
"Arrogant brat, is he in such a hurry to die?!"
A cold shout suddenly sounded in the sky, followed by a domineering and terrifying cold aura that suppressed everything.
The space on the other side of the Purple Gold Peak suddenly split open, and a tall figure walked out from it.
It was the Prime Warrior saint, Bai Yiyuan.
At this moment, his face was as calm as water, and his eyes were cold. His eyes were like ice that would never melt, emitting a cold aura.
Terrifying killing intent kept flashing in the depths of his eyes, like a poisonous snake that could choose its prey at any time.
"I thought you would choose to hide and not dare to fight."
In the face of Wang Yan's merciless ridicule, Bai Yiyuan snorted coldly. "Arrogant kid, don't try to be eloquent. Let's see how insolent you can be after I chop off your head!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Yiyuan's aura surged, as if he was no longer holding back.
A terrifying pressure suddenly descended, like a roc soaring into the sky, unstoppable.
With him as the center, the space within a radius of a hundred miles quickly twisted and surged, and ripples spread everywhere.
"Are you trying to force me to submit without a fight with just this bit of pressure?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yan's lips curled into a smile, and the Spiritual Energy that was coiled up in his Niwan Palace suddenly erupted.
In an instant, the world lost its color, and the wind and clouds changed.
At this moment, the entire Jinling Dynasty seemed to be shrouded in the pressure of a peerless Spiritual Energy. Everyone inside was shivering, and some of the weaker cultivators even knelt on the ground.
The terrifying pressure broke through the space, forming a black hole that stretched for an unknown number of miles. However, the violent space turbulence could not escape, and it was crushed in an instant.
The dark clouds above Wang Yan's head gathered more and more, and gradually evolved into a huge palm print.
"One move, I only need one move to kill you on the spot."
In the face of such arrogant words from Wang Yan, Bai Yiyuan was burning with anger. He was unprecedentedly angry.
"Arrogant!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Yiyuan's eyes burst with light. He stretched out his hand, and a long golden sword appeared in his hand.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd.
"Oh my god!
If I'm not mistaken, this sword is the national treasure of the Jinling Dynasty, the Dazzling Golden Sword, right?! "
"That should be it. Legend has it that the soul of a dragon is sealed within this sword. When activated to the extreme, it will transform into the silhouette of a dragon to aid the wielder in battle. It is extremely terrifying!"
"This is strange. How did the national treasure of the Jinling Dynasty fall into the hands of Bai Yiyuan?
Could it be that the Emperor of the Jinling Dynasty gave it to him? "
"Rumor has it that Bai Yiyuan's background is mysterious. Even the Emperor of the Jinling Dynasty has to treat him with respect. I'm afraid …"
Listening to the discussions, Wang Yan squinted his eyes, and an almost undetectable light flashed across his eyes.
Because the moment Bai Yiyuan took out the Dazzling Golden Sword, Xiao Long, who had been asleep for a long time, suddenly woke up and sent out a message.
He wanted to devour the sword. More accurately, he wanted to devour the dragon soul sealed within the sword!
"Take out that divine artifact of yours!"
Wang Yan smiled. "No need. One palm is enough to deal with you!"
"You're courting death!"
Being humiliated by Wang Yan in front of almost all the martial arts practitioners in the East Continent, Bai Yiyuan was enraged even though he had an extraordinary temperament.
The moment he finished his words, he waved the Dazzling Golden Sword and slashed at Wang Yan.
All of a sudden, a streak of golden light flashed across the sky. Even the scorching sun was eclipsed by it.
The golden light was as fast as lightning. The moment it appeared, it arrived in front of Wang Yan, ignoring the distance between them.
It was like a golden thread that was about to be split into two.
The space in front of it was as fragile as a piece of paper. It was ruthlessly cut open, revealing a hideous black crack.
This strike had an amazing attack power of 400 million.
Even a thousand people at the peak of the Cuixing Realm would be turned into ashes in front of it!
"Annihilation Palm!"
Wang Yan pressed his left palm down. The dark cloud palm print above his head that had been brewing for a long time suddenly became dark, as if ink could drip out.
The next moment, the huge black palm print appeared in front of Wang Yan and collided with the golden light.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor was there any fiery scene that left everyone gasping in amazement.
Everything happened in silence.
Only the space suffered the most violent devastation at this moment. Water-like ripples appeared, and then it collapsed layer by layer!
In the time it took for a spark to fly, the golden light pierced through the huge, pitch-black palm under countless shocked gazes. Then, without losing momentum, it headed straight for Wang Yan.
At the same time, the huge black palm did not collapse. Instead, it appeared above Bai Yiyuan's head at a faster speed and slapped down hard.
This palm contained all of Wang Yan's cultivation and almost half of his Divine Soul power. It was also mixed with pure Devil Qi and surging physical strength.
Under the enhancement of the Ten Thousand Divine Elephant Armor's tripled attack power, the power of this attack was doubled through his left arm, reaching a terrifying attack power of 500 million!
If nothing went wrong, this move could indeed kill Bai Yiyuan in an instant.
When the golden light was only an inch away from Wang Yan's forehead, it suddenly came to a halt, as if it was blocked by an invisible Qi wall.
At the same time, the huge black palm engulfed Bai Yiyuan without any suspense, and the whole space disappeared with him!
"It's over."
Dongfeng Xiaotian murmured in shock as he looked at this scene.
Beiming Nuhai, the head of the Beiming Family, trembled. His eyebrows twitched rapidly, and fear gradually appeared in his eyes.
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