The starry sky began to move. The golden light formed by Yang Xuan's power wandered around the starry sky, but it was like a headless fly without a target.
Heiyun The Great's mocking voice rang out again, "Yang Xuan, this is the difference between a Saint and a Great Emperor. You can't even find me, so how can you even fight me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a star suddenly left its original position and whizzed towards Yang Xuan.
The huge force set off layers of waves, like a giant whale pushing the waves, and rushed towards Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan wanted to dodge, but in the next second, he realized that no matter where he appeared, the attacking star would always appear in front of him without any change in direction.
Boom!
Yang Xuan punched out, directly hitting the star.
The huge shock wave turned into a ring, whizzing out in all directions. Yang Xuan was like a cannonball that had been shot out of the barrel, directly disappearing into the depths of the starry sky.
"How is it? Under the power of a Saint, any Great Emperor is just an ant. "Heiyun The Great's cold voice rang out again.
Yang Xuan, who had been sent flying, stabilized his body with great difficulty. He rubbed his somewhat numb wrist and suddenly said, "That's all there is to it."
"What did you say?" Heiyun The Great seemed to have been greatly insulted and asked angrily.
"I said that's all there is to it." Yang Xuan rubbed his wrist and said indifferently, "Your Saint power doesn't seem to be that great."
"Ha, what a shameless boast. Since that's the case, I'll show you the true difference between us."
As soon as Hei Yun's voice fell, the entire starry sky began to move. Streaks of starlight followed like a torrential rain, dragging long tails, clamoring and roaring as they vented their frustrations.
Since he couldn't dodge, Yang Xuan simply abandoned any fancy tricks and relied on the most primitive fist to throw out punch after punch.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Loud sounds rang out one after another, and the exploding stars were like beautiful fireworks in the starry sky, almost dispersing the darkness.
Hei Yun's voice seemed to be a little surprised, but more than that, he sneered, "Let's see how long you can last."
Meteors continued to fly, and Yang Xuan's fists were like dragons, one star after another, the light illuminating the void.
Although he was panting slightly, the smile in his eyes, and more and more, became more and more and more and more, more and more.
Finally, all of the attacking stars were destroyed by Yang Xuan, and peace returned to the starry sky.
Heiyun The Great's voice could no longer hide, "How can you be so powerful? Even Saint power of a Saint can't do anything to you? "
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Yang Xuan looked at him and sneered, "I said you're not a real Saint, but a fake one who borrowed the power of others."
"Nonsense." Heiyun The Great was furious, and his body suddenly split into two, each of his figures affecting a star, and directly pressed down on Yang Xuan from the left and right.
Yang Xuan sneered, and his aura reached its peak in an instant. His body also split into two, and each of them rushed toward the two stars.
The starry sky was distorted greatly in an instant, and the two stars in Heiyun The Great's hands were directly turned into powder without any last words. Yang Xuan flew backward, and his body merged into one, but immediately counterattacked, and advanced in the starry sky with large strides.
On the other hand, Heiyun The Great did almost the same, and after stabilizing his body, he rushed forward again.
Boom boom boom!
The starry sky began to tremble, and cracks began to spread uncontrollably.
The more Hei Yun fought, the more shocked he became. His face was filled with disbelief, "This is impossible. How can you be so strong? How can you be so strong?"
At this moment, the power he was exerting had already surpassed the combined power of fifty Great Emperors, but he still couldn't do anything to Yang Xuan. How could he not be shocked?
"Nothing is impossible in the starry sky." Yang Xuan pointed his finger, and purple flames immediately attacked, forcing Hei Yun to retreat.
"If you've become a real Saint, I'm naturally no match for you, but unfortunately, you're just a pitiful person who borrowed the power of others."
In fact, when Heiyun the Great first pulled him into the Starry Sky Domain, he did think that Heiyun had become a Saint and stepped into the Saint Realm. But later, when Heiyun really launched an attack, he gradually began to have doubts.
As the battle progressed, he, who had come into contact with the power of the God Cloud before, finally confirmed that Heiyun The Great had only used some unknown method to borrow a large amount of the power of the God Cloud, and simulated a Saint's Domain.
However, this kind of Domain was only superficial. It only looked like a Domain, but in reality, it didn't have the power of a Domain.
Moreover, the power that Heiyun The Great borrowed from the God Cloud was only equivalent to the power of fifty Great Emperors. To Yang Xuan, who had the power of a hundred Great Emperors, it naturally couldn't cause any substantial harm.
Hei Yun was still launching attacks, but Yang Xuan, who had studied the nature of his Domain, had already lost his patience.
"It's time to end this," he said coldly, and then tore with both hands.
Rip!
The curtain of darkness was torn, and the Starry Sky Domain disappeared in an instant, revealing the original appearance of the outside world.
Yang Xuan realized that they were still in the Purple Frost Palace.
Heiyun The Great's body fell out of the space. He staggered and couldn't stand straight.
Zi Yun's gaze froze, and she seemed to want to go forward.
Heiyun The Great stretched out his hand to stop Zi Yun, and stared at Yang Xuan without saying a word.
Zi Yun's expression began to change.
She wasn't stupid. Yang Xuan's relaxed attitude was a stark contrast to Heiyun The Great's solemnity. How could she not understand the outcome of the battle?
Yang Xuan's gaze immediately scanned the Purple Frost Palace, but he didn't see Zi Shuang and Hua Hong. His heart immediately sank.
"Where's Zi Shuang?" He stared at Zi Yun and asked coldly.
Zi Yun, whose face was slightly pale, glanced at Heiyun The Great, but didn't say a word.
Heiyun The Great's gaze flickered, but he didn't say a word. No one knew what he was thinking.
Yang Xuan was about to say something, but he suddenly felt something wrong. With a wave of his hand, the two Hua Hong's bodies that he had protected in the ring appeared in front of him, but they fell limply, and they were no longer breathing.
They had lost their lives at some point in time.
Yang Xuan's heart ached.
Needless to say, he knew that Zi Shuang was controlling Hua Hong's bodies from some unknown place.
"How is it? Are you desperate? Perhaps one of these two bodies is your woman's original body. "Heiyun The Great suddenly sneered.
Yang Xuan's face was as dark as water. At this moment, he could no longer suppress the murderous intent in his heart.
"If that's the case, I'll use your lives to accompany her in death," he said word by word, his words as cold as ice.
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