"Bam! Bam! Bam! "
Yang Qingxuan's surroundings were constantly exploding as the palm techniques fell like raindrops. Every strike was a large-scale suppression move, causing him to dodge left and right, and from time to time, he would use his moves to meet them head-on.
Every time he resisted, he would suffer some internal injuries from the shock.
"Die! Die! Die! "
Shang Ming attacked crazily without caring about anything, causing the sky to explode and heaven and earth to hang upside down.
The intensity of the gale attracted almost all the gazes. Even the battle between Onishi and Shang Qingge became unnoticed.
The onlookers held their breaths as they watched nervously and quietly, wondering where the fate of this peerless genius would lead to.
Jiu Yuan, Jia Lan and the others were secretly thinking that if it were them, how many moves could they take from Shang Ming?
"Boom!"
Another void exploded. Yang Qingxuan was caught off guard and was sent flying. He stepped on the ground and stabilized his body. With a sway, he dodged the next move.
Although he was at a disadvantage, he was not flustered. His rhythm was not disrupted and he had been working hard to control the risk.
"Old man, you are bullying me too much!"
Yang Qingxuan shouted, "Do you dare to take one of my moves!"
Shang Ming's mind went blank for a moment as he shouted angrily, "Is your brain flooded with water? You have been dodging and dodging, not daring to take one of my moves! "
Yang Qingxuan shouted, "Don't talk nonsense, do you dare?!"
Shang Ming laughed in anger and said, "Nonsense! Of course I dare. "
Yang Qingxuan said, "Good!" He stood firmly and a huge flame spewed out, forming a prairie fire.
The phantom of a phoenix spread its wings behind him and extended for thousands of feet.
With a clench of his right hand, countless fire scriptures flashed in the void and flew down word by word, fusing into his fist and forming a powerful fire light.
"Haha, courting death!"
Shang Ming was surprised and delighted. The other party wanted to fight with him with divine powers, which was simply an action of having water in his head. But he could not ask for more. He laughed wildly and said, "Come on!"
A palm condensed in front of him and countless golden lights flickered over, continuously compressing into the palm.
Yang Qingxuan's Sky of Fire was immediately suppressed by the power of the palm technique.
"Are we really going to fight head-on?"
The onlookers who were watching the battle from afar all had solemn expressions on their faces. They stared at the screen without blinking for fear of missing a single frame.
"Even if we fight, we will die. Even if we don't fight, we will still die. In fact, the outcome of this battle was already decided from the very beginning." One of the geniuses shook his head and sighed. However, there was a cold glint in his eyes. There was no pity in his eyes at all. Instead, there was a hint of mockery.
"With Yang Qingxuan's intelligence, he shouldn't be so muddle-headed. Even if he was at the end of his rope, he wouldn't give up." Yueke frowned and stared ahead. She had a feeling that Yang Qingxuan still had a trump card.
"The only thing he can take advantage of is the Dao Walking Steps. Not to mention that it takes a very long time to use the Dao Walking Steps. He has just used it. Even if the Dao Walking Steps is still there, this Dao technique is from the Shang clan. It is impossible to have a miraculous effect." Zi Che Hun calmly analyzed, his face was frosty, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Yueke looked at him and said, "You mean, Yang Qingxuan is going to die?"
Zi Che Hun pondered and said coldly, "Isn't it better for him to die?"
Yueke giggled and said, "I understand now. Logically, you think that he should be dying, but you always feel that he won't die so easily. Haha, it seems that everyone has high expectations for Yang Qingxuan. Even at this point, no one dares to make any assertions."
Jiu Yuan Jia Lan's eyes flashed with lightning and said, "Aren't you the same?"
The melon-eating crowd changed their faces slightly. They found that the more talented and powerful the genius, the more they dare not assert Yang Qingxuan's victory or defeat. On the contrary, those with less talent and strength think that Yang Qingxuan is dead.
"Dragon God Fire Dance!"
When the flame condensed to the extreme, Yang Qingxuan finally moved, a palm shot out and pressed forward.
Countless flames turned into real dragons, lotus flowers, smoke flowers, scorching suns and other scenes, showing a world of fire.
"Hahahaha!"
Shang Ming laughed wildly and said, "Die!"
He slammed his backhand and broke through the air.
He was reluctant to make the first move because he was afraid that Yang Qingxuan was full of tricks. Now that he saw Yang Qingxuan make a move, there was no doubt, desperately gathered all his strength in this palm and hit out fiercely.
"Boom!"
The world of the Dragon God Fire Dance collapsed, like paper.
Before it collided with Shang Ming's move, it was all broken and destroyed.
"What?!"
Shang Ming's face changed drastically.
All the melon-eating crowd widened their eyes and said in shock, "That is …"
In the middle of the broken world of fire, Yang Qingxuan, who was enveloped by Shang Ming's palm art, was expressionless. Under the powerful pressure, he exploded with a bang and turned into a spiritual talisman.
"Substitute Talisman!"
Someone exclaimed.
The Substitute Talisman's ability was similar to Ting Xiongying's Substitute Technique. It could turn everything into a substitute and have part of one's aura and strength, making it extremely difficult to identify.
"Tsk!"
Shang Ming took a deep breath and had a bad feeling in his heart.
"What a pity, retard."
Yang Qingxuan's figure appeared not far behind Shang Ming, his face full of murderous intent as he said coldly, "The move that I want you to take is this move!"
He took out the Yin Yang Mirror and shot out a black light.
Shang Ming was shocked. He had just launched an attack with all his strength and could not defend himself in time. He could only try his best to dodge. However, Yang Qingxuan had already calculated the landing point of every movement. There was no way he could avoid it.
"Tsk!"
The light from the mirror shone on Shang Ming's body and immediately broke his Qi protection. The extreme Yin energy spread throughout his body.
"Ah!"
Shang Ming let out a miserable shriek. His figure flashed as he hurriedly fled into the distance with injuries.
This unforeseen event left everyone dumbstruck.
Zi Che Hun and the others' hearts twitched violently. Although they guessed correctly, they didn't like the result. They would rather guess wrongly and see Yang Qingxuan get killed. Only then would they feel comfortable.
"Sixth Elder, be careful! Yang Qingxuan has the Yin Yang Mirror! "
Shang Dongdong sensed something was wrong and immediately shouted.
The Shang Clan elders were all shocked and furious at the same time.
They naturally heard of what the Yin Yang Mirror was.
Shang Ming was in pain and desperately circulated his Qi to resist the extreme Yin energy. He suppressed the energy and sealed it in his body.
However, half of his meridians and acupoints were destroyed. He was like a corpse and couldn't feel anything.
His eyes were spitting fire.
Shang Qingge was fighting with Onishi as she shouted, "Shang Ming, that energy can't stay in your body for long! Quickly kill Yang Qingxuan and force the extreme Yin energy out! Otherwise, it will be troublesome. "
Shang Ming's face was gloomy and his heart was vexed. He thought to himself, "Do you think I don't know myself? Do I need you to say it? However, how can it be easy to kill Yang Qingxuan? After fighting for so long, not only did I not kill him, I even got hit by the Yin Yang Mirror. If I could kill him, wouldn't I have killed him long ago?! "
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