Deng Yuan was shocked by his appearance and felt a trace of fear in his heart. He shouted, "Six elders, kill this person!"
Tian Cong's six elders, who were standing motionless in the distance, suddenly flashed and rushed up. They raised their hands and made hand seals, pointing at Yang Qingxuan.
"Goumang Finger!"
"Beckoning Moon Finger!"
"Shadowless Finger!"
Familiar silhouettes and familiar finger techniques attacked him one after another, trying to kill him.
Yang Qingxuan stood in the same place. He had already transformed into the Mystic Monkey. His eyes were red as he looked at the six people flashing around him. His former teachers had become his enemies. He grimaced and blood dripped from his eyes.
"Ah!"
All the hair on his body stood up. He roared and pounced at Deng Yuan. His eyes were filled with grief and resentment. Murderous aura surged out of his body. He raised his fist and punched.
"Crazy! Crazy monkey! "
Deng Yuan was two realms higher than Yang Qingxuan, but fear grew in his heart. He reached out and grabbed a big saber to block in front of him.
"Bang!"
The two-finger-thick saber was directly punched through by the Mystic Monkey. Deng Yuan was shocked and looked at the fist that was constantly enlarging. It was too late for him to dodge.
The fist only had the fluctuation of True Essence of the middle stage of the Sea Realm, but it directly broke through his Protective Qi. "Boom!" It hit his chest and directly burst a bloody hole.
"Bang!"
Deng Yuan was blown away by the force. His sternum was broken and he spat out a big mouthful of blood.
Yang Qingxuan hit Deng Yuan and the saber was still on his arm. He grabbed it with his left hand and broke it on the spot. "Bang!" Hua Jieyu was shocked.
She hurriedly said, "Yang Qingxuan, Yang Qingxuan!"
She called several times, but there was no response. She knew that this was bad. Yang Qingxuan had entered the unconscious state of transformation.
But what was the Mystic Monkey? How could it be so terrifying?
At this moment, the six elders' finger techniques came from the air and interweaved with each other in the air. They moved up and down and hit his body several times with a "peng peng" sound. However, they only shook off a bit of dust and didn't injure him at all.
Yang Qingxuan turned around, his eyes filled with bloodlust. In a flash, he grabbed Lu Jiangpeng, who was closest to him, and raised his fist to punch him.
"Don't!" yelled Yin Yao from afar.
Yang Qingxuan's body suddenly trembled. His fist stopped in mid-air, and he looked like he was struggling. Following this, he roared in pain and threw Lu Jiangpeng away. Then, he turned around, boundless killing intent shooting out of his eyes as he rushed at Deng Yuan.
"Impossible! Impossible, I'm a Nirvana Shatterer cultivator! I am two minor realms higher than him, so I should be able to crush him directly! "
Deng Yuan stopped the bleeding from his chest and released all of his True Essence. He coldly stared at Yang Qingxuan and roared, "Thousand Silver Style!"
Both of his hands formed a seal and his soul light shined brightly. The terrifying shadow of a fierce beast appeared and entered his body.
His body seemed to grow a bit stronger as a strange seal appeared. The surrounding space quickly distorted as it couldn't withstand the pressure of this move and began to shatter.
Yang Qingxuan stared at the seal and let out a roar. Without any fancy movements, he raised his fist and threw a punch.
"Boom!"
His monkey body and fist almost merged into one. He charged at the Thousand Silver Style in a flash and a powerful fist wind erupted. The fist wind exploded and all of the shockwaves were strangely swept away.
A peak early stage Nirvana Shatterer attack couldn't block this ordinary punch without any moves!
"Boom!"
Just as Deng Yuan was dumbfounded, the fist wind shattered the Thousand Silver Style and smashed into his body, sending him flying.
"Puff!"
Deng Yuan only felt a powerful force hit him and directly shattered his internal organs. He immediately coughed out a mouthful of blood and the pain in his body was unbearable.
Yang Qingxuan's body was as agile as a monkey. He jumped in the air and borrowed the force to fly over. He was as fast as an arrow.
"No! You can't kill me! "
Deng Yuan was scared, completely scared. He continued to run forward.
He was overjoyed to find that dozens of rays of light were flying toward him. They were the members of the Hundred Flower Mercenary Group.
After exchanging one move with Yang Qingxuan, he had a bad premonition, so he sent out a signal to summon the rest of the mercenary group.
Yang Qingxuan raised his head and looked at the dozens of figures. His eyes were filled with blood as he let out a roar and charged over. He raised his fists and began to randomly throw punches.
"Bang! Bang! — — "
Every punch exploded a person. Those people were like flies that were swatted to death one by one. In the blink of an eye, 20 to 30 people had exploded and the sky was filled with blood mist.
"Ah, monster, monster, quickly run!"
The remaining mercenary group members didn't dare to stay. They were all scared out of their wits and ran away while crying. Only now did they realize that their leader, Deng Yuan, had already run far away.
How could Yang Qingxuan allow them to escape? He flew through the air and killed another group in just a few breaths of time.
"Gulp!" Hua Jieyu swallowed her saliva. Her face was uglier than a pig's liver. She said with difficulty, "Holy Body!"
The Black Monkey that Yang Qingxuan had transformed into was a body cultivator corresponding to the Arcana Plane — Holy Body!
"How can this be? He only transformed into a demon monkey, not a real demon monkey. How can he have a Holy Body?"
Hua Jieyu was puzzled. If she transformed into a Holy Body, it would be even harder for her to regain her consciousness. In the blink of an eye, Yang Qingxuan tore apart all the members of the Hundred Flower Mercenary Group with his bare hands. Not a single one was left.
"What kind of existence was that Demon Dikong from back then? He only transformed with a drop of essence blood, but he has a Holy Body cultivation! "
After killing all the members of the Hundred Flower Mercenary Group, Yang Qingxuan stood in the air. His red eyes blinked and shot out two beams of golden light. They were solid and directly penetrated the space.
Then, the Black Monkey's body flashed and appeared thousands of feet away. He kicked the void.
"Bang!" With a loud sound, a space of several acres was directly kicked open, and Deng Yuan flew out from inside.
"No! You can't kill me! If you kill me, Lord Yu Wuji will know immediately! "
Deng Yuan was scared out of his wits. Covered in blood, he screamed and threatened incoherently.
Only then did Hua Jieyu realize that during the battle of Little Flower and Fruit Mountain, Gong Shan was killed by Xuan Tianji. Then, Yu Wuji found him and broke through the boundary.
"Stop it! Stop it!"
Hua Jieyu shouted. Seeing Yang Qingxuan rushing over and about to kill Deng Yuan, she couldn't care less. She flew out of the Astral Ring and raised her hand to hit the Black Monkey's head.
If Yu Wuji found out and broke through the boundary, there wouldn't be a second one of the Nine Ministers to save the day.
Sensing the danger, Yang Qingxuan turned around abruptly, only to see a flash of light and shadow in front of him. Countless glass chains instantly fell down and bound him.
Hua Jieyu threw out the Four Sacred Spirit Pictures. Only this thing could trap him now. Otherwise, no one here could control a Holy Body.
"Clang!"
The Black Monkey was bound. He screamed and struggled desperately. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free from the suppression of the Four Sacred Spirit Pictures.
Deng Yuan stood in the air and watched in a daze. Suddenly, he had a new lease of life and laughed wildly. "Ha, haha, I'm alive, I'm alive. I don't have to die, haha."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a huge poisonous scorpion appear in the air. Its slender tail was like a steel chain, sweeping across the sky. Unable to dodge at all, he was firmly locked in place. The scarlet poisonous light hung in front of him. As long as it touched him lightly, it would take his life.
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