At this moment, Su Yi did not delay. He landed on the ground, his hair fluttering behind him. His figure flashed, and a red light flashed. In an instant, he appeared in front of Chu Zhanghuan. The dazzling light in his eyes flashed like lightning, and a chill surged.
This sudden change caused Chu Zhanghuan's eyes to twitch fiercely.
But Chu Zhanghuan was worthy of being one of the most outstanding disciples of the Holy Mountain. He immediately reacted. His left palm suddenly slammed on the ground, and his body bounced up in a straight line. At the same time, a bright light erupted from his right hand, and a mighty aura erupted like a volcano. He clenched his fist, and the void around his fist faintly caved in. A faint vacuum appeared, as if a void crack was about to appear.
In an instant, an ancient and terrifying aura spread out, accompanied by a sonorous sound, like thunder!
"Holy Monarch Big Dipper Fist!"
In a panic, Chu Zhanghuan erupted with extraordinary reaction speed and terrifying strength. He was worthy of being a top disciple of the Holy Mountain's younger generation. In the end, he threw out a punch with all his strength.
Although he was severely injured, Chu Zhanghuan was still terrifying. At this moment, it seemed that his attack was not affected much by the injury, and the aura on his body climbed to its peak.
The Holy Monarch Qi had collapsed and dissipated, but under Chu Zhanghuan's purple robe, a special light and rune-like patterns spread out on the surface of his body. At this moment, the aura on his body was not weaker than before, and even seemed to be stronger.
Those who were familiar with Chu Zhanghuan would know that the Holy Monarch Qi was the dream of all the disciples of the Holy Mountain, but Chu Zhanghuan was somewhat an exception. His strongest point was not the Holy Monarch Qi, but he had his own trump cards and reliance.
At this moment, Chu Zhanghuan's eyes were filled with shock. He knew that the Bawang Sect's Yi Su in front of him was stronger than he had imagined. It was completely beyond his expectations. He had no way out, and could only fight with all his strength.
There was no other choice. Chu Zhanghuan pushed everything to the limit, even at the expense of burning his blood essence.
Facing the underestimated Bawang Sect's Yi Su, Chu Zhanghuan knew that if he did not pay a price, let alone defeat this person, he would most likely die!
Therefore, Chu Zhanghuan chose to pay the price and go all out.
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This battle was related to the reputation of the Holy Mountain, as well as his own life and death. There was no way back, no other choice!
Rumble!
A fist rumbled through the air, shaking the sky. Waves of strong thunder erupted, the Solitary Mountain trembled, the earth quaking and mountains swaying. This was Chu Zhanghuan's full power strike.
However, at the same time, Su Yi moved forward and threw out a punch as well.
Su Yi's punch wasn't fancy at all. Scarlet light spread out and a terrifying force was contained within his fist like an erupting volcano. The sound of wind and thunder was like thunder, rumbling and rumbling. It was as if an overlord had awakened and an emperor had descended, a huge pressure resounded.
The two fists collided instantly, like two meteorites crashing into each other.
"Boom!"
The void trembled and rumbled. In an instant, there was almost no stalemate. A faint sound came from Chu Zhanghuan's fist. His face instantly turned pale and his eyes were filled with incomparable shock.
"Is this the so-called peak of the younger generation of the Holy Mountain? Unable to withstand a single blow!"
Su Yi's cold words came out from his mouth, and a dense killing intent instantly spread out from his eyes without any concealment. Above his fist, a vast and mighty force surged and swept out.
"Crack crack!"
"Pfff …"
On Chu Zhanghuan's fist, the sound of bones breaking could be heard, and the runes on his body were directly destroyed. He spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his body was sent flying like a kite with its string cut.
In this split second, Chu Zhanghuan's eyes were filled with shock. From the inside to the outside, a layer of yuan qi condensed into armor that was about to cover his body, but it was instantly destroyed.
"Chi lala …"
Blood splattered as Chu Zhanghuan's body flew back again and crashed heavily into several boulders. His body was half buried in a pile of rubble.
At this moment, Chu Zhanghuan's body was overflowing with blood. His hair was disheveled, and his purple robe was stained with blood.
His right fist was also badly mutilated. Broken bones and flesh were intertwined together, making one's heart tremble at a glance.
The terrifying commotion came to an abrupt end in an instant!
It had started quickly, but it had ended even faster!
In the distance, more and more onlookers were stunned. Their shocked expressions froze, and they were dumbfounded. They were all shocked to the extreme!
Some people's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. This was too shocking. Mo Baiming's death was already enough to make them shudder with fear and trepidation.
At this moment, Chu Zhanghuan's defeat had undoubtedly made all the onlookers' hair stand on end, and their scalps were about to explode.
No one doubted Chu Zhanghuan's strength.
When Chu Zhanghuan fought with his full strength, what kind of combat strength did he possess? Not to mention ordinary martial artists of the same level, he could even jump realms and kill ordinary opponents.
But in front of everyone's eyes, someone as powerful as Chu Zhanghuan, one of the most outstanding disciples of the Holy Mountain, had actually been defeated, and so miserably at that. He had been easily defeated by Yi Su!
From the beginning of the encirclement to Chu Zhanghuan's attack, everyone thought that the Bawang Sect's Yi Su would fall.
Amongst those of the same generation, it was almost impossible for anyone to compare with the most outstanding disciple of the Holy Mountain.
But now, this result was unbelievable. Some people fiercely rubbed their eyes, thinking they were hallucinating.
So many disciples of the Holy Mountain couldn't even withstand a single blow. Mo Baiming had been directly killed, and even a heaven's pride like Chu Zhanghuan had been easily defeated. He couldn't even withstand a single blow!
Soon, the onlookers regained their composure. As they looked at this figure, they sucked in a breath of cold air, their hearts trembling.
Looking at the figure in front of him, Xu Chen's eyes also trembled. He finally understood why that guy didn't need his help.
From the beginning, Xu Chen knew that it would be impossible for these disciples of the Holy Mountain to kill that guy.
But even Xu Chen hadn't expected this fellow to be so terrifyingly powerful.
"It must be that secret technique!"
Xu Chen's eyes secretly lit up. He thought of Su Yi's secret technique that he had seen not long ago. He clearly had five chances to break through, but that guy forcibly refused to do so. He was cultivating like a masochist. It must be related to that secret technique.
When he had fought with that guy, that guy hadn't been so powerful.
Xu Chen naturally didn't know that Su Yi had successfully broken through twice in the Great Void Divine Sea. He had also defeated Ouyang Jinwei and the others.
Chu Zhanghuan was indeed extremely tyrannical. He was truly at the peak of the younger generation, a heaven's pride. If Su Yi had encountered him a few hours ago, it might not have been so easy to defeat him.
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