The black shadow inexplicably trembled. His body stagnated in the air, and even the curved saber in his hand stopped in midair, as if time had been frozen.
But time had not been frozen. Only an inexplicable aura had descended, as if an Emperor had descended upon the earth.
The black shadow had dominated the Black Sea for countless years, and his dao heart had long been as hard as iron. But under this aura, his dao heart was like a brick, unable to withstand a single blow!
"What's going on? No, impossible! "The black shadow's complexion changed. The saber that had stopped in midair could no longer chop down.
He had never thought that he would be so weak. Not only was his body weak, but also his mind weak. Just a single supernatural ability had disintegrated his martial intent, dao heart, and even his strength before his opponent had even used it.
With this move, Yang Qingxuan's blank face melted away like ice and snow, becoming cold and vast, giving off a feeling that it was difficult to look up at him. His originally turbid eyes suddenly shot out two beams of star-like light. They were like the Milky Way, deep and unfathomable.
"Peng!" The black shadow's body trembled. Under the gaze of that pair of eyes, he instantly fell from the mortal world into hell. Endless chill and fear surged in from all directions. His heart continued to fall into the abyss, as if there was no end.
His entire body trembled. As an overlord of the Black Sea, at this moment, he was scared to death. His eyes revealed endless fear, and there were even tears of fear.
"Hoh, what kind of trash dares to attack me?" Yang Qingxuan's lips curled up in a sneer. His handsome face seemed to have undergone a great change.
No matter if it was his facial features or his bearing, the most important thing was his gaze that looked down upon the world and his bearing that controlled the world. He was like the ruler of the world that had descended to the world, and he was actually exactly the same as the black clothed man in the scene!
"No, no! It's a misunderstanding! — — "
The black shadow had a long face. He used all his strength to shout out loud and frantically turned into a beam of light to escape.
"Hoh, misunderstanding? What kind of misunderstanding could there be between a piece of trash like you and me? You think too highly of yourself. " Yang Qingxuan contemptuously smiled. He pushed out his dragon fist, and his actions were exactly the same as the black-clothed man in the image, as if they were overlapping.
"Boom!"
The dragon's breath was like a surging sea. An aura of nirvanic extermination silently spread out, causing the entire world to fall silent.
A green fist radiance streaked across the sky like a shooting star and disappeared into the horizon.
The black shadow was nowhere to be found, as if it had never existed.
A huge dragon-shaped fissure appeared on the ground, extending into the distance with no end in sight.
Heaven and Earth fell into a dead silence.
Everyone was dumbfounded, petrified on the spot. From the sneak attack of the black shadow to its annihilation, everything happened in the blink of an eye. No one could react in time.
"Bang! Bang! — — "
The seven stone pillars of the Grand Astral Formation exploded one after another, directly turning into fine powder and dissipating in the air.
The entire formation had been completely destroyed.
However, there was still no sound. Hundreds of pairs of eyes were fixed on Yang Qingxuan. They were all stunned.
Yang Qingxuan's eyes, which were as deep as the universe, disappeared with a smile. His eyes and face slowly turned dull under his absent-mindedness. Then, he returned to his previous blank state as he stared blankly at his surroundings. "This …"
He saw the dragon-shaped fissure on the ground, and the fist that he had pushed out, as if it had been struck by a heavy blow. His mind instantly became clear, and he recovered from his dazed state!
"This … what the hell is going on?!"
Cold sweat broke out on Yang Qingxuan's forehead and dripped down. In his memory, he was indeed the one who threw that punch, but he was not the one who threw it!
"Who … was it? Who was it that controlled my body just now? " Yang Qingxuan's face instantly turned pale. Recalling the scene in the Four Sacred Spirit Images, he could not help but be drenched in cold sweat.
"It's that black-clothed man … who is that black-clothed man?"
"Gulp!"
He swallowed with difficulty, two lines of cold sweat flowing down like water. "Could it be that the black-clothed man … is …"
He vaguely had a guess in his heart, but he did not dare to think further.
A few fragments of the past, at this moment, were replaying in his mind, like a string of scattered pearls. He picked up a few of them, but he still had a long way to go before he could piece together the complete cause and effect.
"What about the white-clothed man? Who is the white-clothed man? " His face became even uglier. It seemed that he had another guess, but he did not dare to think further.
"Gulp!"
Yang Qingxuan swallowed again. He looked around and found that the whole place was dead silent. Everyone was looking at him in a daze and fear. And he was still in his punching posture. His body was so stiff that he could not move.
He shook his arm forcefully before retracting his fist.
Then, he looked in the direction of the dragon-shaped fissure, frowned slightly, and said to himself, "That black shadow just now was Ye Wusha. How did he get in?"
With a thought, he could not help but look up and immediately saw a face full of shock and fear. It was Zhuang Quan.
"Ah!" Zhuang Quan hurriedly sucked in a breath of cold air and closed his watermelon-sized mouth. His face was full of fear as he flashed through the air and fled thousands of feet away, not daring to stay in Yang Qingxuan's line of sight.
"Mm? I can't believe he's here as well, "Yang Qing Xuan muttered as he withdrew his gaze and looked around.
"Hua!" Wherever his gaze swept, many martial artists would retreat in an uproar. No one dared to meet his gaze directly.
Only Lu Fei, Liu Yihuai, and other masters were slightly better off, but they also felt a great deal of psychological pressure. Seeing Yang Qingxuan look at them, they all forced a smile to show their friendliness, but their hands were wet with cold sweat.
No one knew just how strong Yang Qingxuan's fist had been. This was because when the fist potential had appeared, everyone had been suppressed, suppressed by that formidable martial intent. Some people even wondered in their hearts, was that really a martial intent? Perhaps the legendary Dao Intent was nothing more than this.
"Did he comprehend Dao Intent? No, that's impossible! " Lei Yang's complexion was extremely ugly. He shook his head again and again, thinking to himself, "If he comprehended Dao Intent, he could directly carve down the Great Dao lines. Why would he need to look for a pseudo Dao pattern? But what was that martial intent just now? "
He was not only confused about Yang Qingxuan, but also about Zhuang Quan's figure in the distance. That person had clearly been killed by him, so how could he still be here? Were they twins? There was a series of questions in his mind that had no answers, causing him to become a bit manic.
The ferryman disciples were both surprised and happy. Everyone's eyes flashed with excitement. Only Yuan Kui's face was as white as paper. He stood there in a daze, his eyes full of panic.
"Yang Qingxuan … you … just now …" Wu Ying realized that there was danger and rushed out after shouting. At this moment, she was less than 30 feet away from Yang Qingxuan, but it was as if they were at the end of the world. The youth in front of her seemed to become a stranger, causing her to be filled with awe.
"This feeling is sacred and vast. It makes one feel incomparable awe, but it also makes one yearn for it." Wu Ying was a bit absent-minded. She was the one who had clearly sensed the changes in Yang Qingxuan's body.
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