"Weng!"
With a loud sound, the Heavenly Inscription Bell suppressed Xiao Huo. It no longer gave Xiao Yang a chance to share the pressure.
Xiao Yang was already at a complete disadvantage. Now that Xiao Huo was suppressed by the Heavenly Inscription Bell, his situation was undoubtedly worse. If he wanted to fight back, there was no hope. This was probably the best way to kill someone's heart.
Suddenly, Xiao Yang's expression became much more serious. This was because he knew very well that he would have to face such a powerful opponent alone.
Although it was like this before, now it could be said that all of Xiao Yang's thoughts were cut off. It seemed that it was impossible to turn the situation around.
After Han Jingming sensed that his Heavenly Inscription Bell had trapped the Advanced Heavenly Fire, the smile on his face became even wider. Now that the only variable had been completely dealt with, the next step was to torture and kill.
In an instant, the aura on Han Jingming's body began to soar. The power and aura of a Martial Emperor were fully displayed.
At this moment, Xiao Yang also felt a very strong pressure. Even the suppression from the realm had become stronger.
"Kid, I'll let you feel how terrifying the power of a Martial Emperor is!" Han Jingming's smile became much more ferocious at this moment, like an evil spirit.
Xiao Yang adapted to this tyrannical suppression in the shortest amount of time possible, and also stabilized his state of mind at the first moment.
The suppression of a Martial Emperor was so terrifying that even in the North Light City below, many disciples with low realms were already unable to withstand it. They prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling.
Even the deputy city of Baixing City, which was thousands of miles away, was affected. Although countless disciples did not prostrate themselves, they were extremely afraid.
Even those who had come to watch the battle stood where they were, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
This kind of suppression that came from one's cultivation realm caused them to have no ability to resist at all. They could only silently accept it.
Not to mention them, even Xiao Yang, who was already at the peak of King Wu, was more or less affected.
What's more, most of the almighties in the Flowing Cloud Realm were at King Wu's Level Six. They were completely incomparable.
Under such pressure, although Xiao Yang had already tried his best to maintain the calmness of his mind, it was difficult for him to suppress it, and he began to become a little irritated. However, he didn't dare to act rashly because if he forced himself to fight in such a state, it would only make his fight even more chaotic and he would lose his only chance of victory.
"Move like thunder!"
Xiao Yang bellowed as he placed the silver spear on his back. Relying on the might of the divine sword, he once again launched an attack.
Since he was unhappy, it wouldn't be too late for him to calm down after venting his emotions. If he continued to be entangled in his state of mind, it would instead turn into a mess. At that time, he would likely be faced with indecision and would no longer have the purest fighting spirit.
Xiao Yang was still very clear on which was more important. He had no choice but to do so.
Seeing Xiao Yang rushing over with his sword again, Han Jingming felt like a cornered dog jumping over a wall. The smile on his face became even wider. Everything was going according to his plan, and this was the best way to develop.
Since everything was destined, then he needed to enjoy this process. He even needed to make it even more wonderful and increase his own pleasure.
Xiao Yang's sword slashed out and his entire body was instantly filled with lightning. The incomparably violent power was like the might of the heavens, inviolable. At this moment, even the suppression in terms of cultivation level had been cut off.
The power of lightning had always been so terrifying. Moreover, Xiao Yang had now opened all five Spiritual Meridians. The terrifying power was also unimaginable!
Han Jingming raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw the little fellow charging over with wild and violent thunderbolts. Soon after, he let out a low cry and raised his fist.
Han Jingming stopped his movement the moment he made that move. However, waves of power continued to gather in his fist like a vortex. It was enough to shock anyone who saw it.
In the 3,000 Small Realms, there were only a handful of people who could become a Martial Emperor. However, once one could step into this realm, he would be favored by the 3,000 Small Realms. It would be a piece of cake for him to be able to achieve the power of heaven and earth.
Everything seemed very normal. It was as if an ordinary old man had raised his fist.
However, the power and destructive power it emitted was different. It could even be said that it was an existence that was difficult to estimate.
At the very least, under this punch, although it was not fully formed, it was enough to destroy a relatively large city and turn it into ruins!
"Konghui Fist!"
Han Jingming let out a low growl and punched out.
Immediately, the fist force also came crashing down. The fist was so big that it was like a small mountain. The fist force was so strong that it rumbled continuously!
The fist force was so strong that it shattered the space!
Faced with such a powerful punch, Xiao Yang still did not retreat. He wanted to see how strong the martial skill of a Martial Emperor was. With his ability, would he be able to block it?
Instantly, the lightning became even more violent. The power within Xiao Yang's body continued to pour into the divine sword. Streaks of Sword Qi poured out like a torrential downpour!
When the Sword Qi came into contact with the fist force, it was shattered into pieces without any resistance.
This was the martial skill of a Martial Emperor. Although it looked like a casual attack, it had already merged with the Great Way of Heaven and Earth. It was filled with endless killing intent and its power was unparalleled. It sent chills down one's spine.
Xiao Yang still did not retreat. He held the Divine Sword quietly and continued to charge forward.
The sound of the Sword Qi shattering was heard continuously. It was very ear-piercing.
Although the fist force looked invincible, its radiance began to dim under the exhaustion of the Sword Qi.
"Boom!"
This punch could be said to have landed squarely on Xiao Yang's chest. Immediately, he lost control of his body and fell down like a comet.
The fist force was also shattered by the Sword Qi!
Immediately, Han Jingming's expression changed drastically. He did not expect this young man to break his martial skill with all his strength!
And the reason why Xiao Yang fell was because of the rebounding force!
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