After Shen Yuguan spared no effort in advertising, Yang Xuan's appearance was too deeply rooted in people's hearts, so he was recognized as soon as he appeared.
However, Yang Xuan ignored them. His target was only the Venerable realm spirit beast.
When the palm hit, the spirit beast completely gave up resisting and closed its eyes to wait for death.
The spirit beast's spiritual sense was sharper than that of humans. Facing Yang Xuan, it felt that it had no chance to fight back and could only wait for death.
Pa.
With a soft sound, the spirit beast turned into a pile of meat paste, and a huge soul floated out of its body.
Yang Xuan smiled. The soul of this Venerable realm spirit beast was indeed much larger than that of the spirit beast in One-Line-Sky, and its soul power was also denser.
Just as he was about to activate the black bead to suck the soul in, a black light suddenly flew over and sucked the spirit beast's soul in before Yang Xuan could activate the black bead.
Soul Suppressing Stone!
Yang Xuan's expression was cold. He had already recognized what it was. It was the Soul Suppressing Stone unique to the Holy Mountain.
A figure appeared from the void. It was an old man in a black robe.
His face was cold, and his eyes were cold as if there were no human emotions. As soon as he appeared, a destructive aura spread out.
The small group of seven people had already noticed that something was wrong. They all turned pale and did not dare to breathe loudly. They were deeply afraid that they would be accidentally involved in the confrontation between the two big shots and be slapped to death.
Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes. This person appeared without warning, and even his divine sense did not detect him. He was probably not an ordinary Holy Disciple.
"Bai Qi." The man let out an extremely dry voice, as if he had not drunk water for more than ten days. It was hoarse and low. Although he spoke, his mouth did not open: "You killed my Holy Mountain's disciple, so leave your life today."
As soon as his voice came out, it was like stirring up a calm lake, causing layers of ripples in the air that spread out in all directions.
Great fear appeared on the faces of the seven people. From the ripples that were constantly spreading, they could feel the threat of death. They wanted to use their bodies to leave this place, but they found that they couldn't move at all, as if they were nailed to the ground.
"Senior, spare … spare my life." Someone began to plead for mercy, but the black-robed man was not moved at all. He only looked coldly at Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan sighed. He knew that the people from the Sacred Mountain would enter the Forgotten Land, but he didn't expect them to find him so quickly.
But that was fine too. Even if the Holy Mountain's people didn't come looking for him, he would've gone looking for them. Now that they had delivered themselves to his doorstep, it was perfect.
With that thought in mind, Yang Xuan struck out with a punch.
Boom!
A monstrous wave suddenly appeared on the calm surface of the sea, blotting out the sky and covering the earth as it rushed towards the black-robed man.
The ripples disappeared.
The moment Yang Xuan made his move, the ripples in the air dissipated. The seven people felt as if they had been granted amnesty. They looked at Yang Xuan with complicated expressions and quickly flew away.
His fist smashed towards that person with monstrous waves. In the next moment, that person's black robe fluttered as a withered hand stretched out. It was suffused with wisps of black Qi as it met Yang Xuan's fist.
Boom!
Waves of Qi rolled out, and the surrounding ground was devastated by the impact of the Qi waves. Countless potholes and cracks appeared.
The black-robed man's face was expressionless. After retreating a few steps, he pounced forward again. His body was stiff as he stretched out his hands like iron claws, grabbing at Yang Xuan.
The air seemed to be fiercely expelled by something, instantly gushing out in all directions. In an instant, a vacuum was formed between the black-robed man's claws.
In the face of this strange attack, Yang Xuan's eyes were cold. He punched out again like a volcanic eruption.
The air suddenly condensed, and the black-robed man's body sank a few centimeters. His feet sank into the soil, and he was unable to move.
But in the next moment, something unexpected happened. The moment he sank into the soil, his arms suddenly left his body. Countless wisps of black Qi coiled around them, and like an arrow shot from a bow, they stabbed at Yang Xuan.
This move came as a huge surprise to Yang Xuan. He had never expected a human arm to be able to leave the body and shoot out like an arrow.
The arms were not far from Yang Xuan, and in an instant, they were in front of Yang Xuan. The fingernails on the withered fingers flickered with a cold light like metal as they stabbed at Yang Xuan's eyes.
At this critical moment, Yang Xuan suddenly pointed out with his finger.
Boom!
The space shattered, and the death Qi spread. The clothes on the arms that had left the body instantly turned to ashes, revealing the skinny arms. The skin was dry, without any flesh, and the huge joints were clearly visible.
Strangely, the arms did not change under Yang Xuan's Death Calamity Finger. It was as if the arms were not alive at all, and were not affected by the death Qi.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! A huge force spread out. In an instant, Yang Xuan's finger and the claws collided hundreds of times, and the rumbling sounds were endless.
The overflowing energy completely destroyed the terrain in a radius of several hundred meters, and it was no longer the same as before.
Crack!
Yang Xuan pointed out again, and the arms finally seemed to be unable to bear the immense power from Yang Xuan, and the sound of bones breaking could be heard.
In the next moment, the arms rapidly retreated and returned to the black-robed man's body.
Yang Xuan's eyes were cold. With a tap of his foot, he appeared next to the black-robed man and pointed out again.
The black-robed man pulled his feet out of the ground, but his expression was still cold and emotionless as he struck out with his claws again.
The claw wind was swift and fierce, and a chilling wind blew. Slivers of black Qi shot out from between his fingers, meeting Yang Xuan's fingers. At the same time, the black-robed man suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood.
The moment this mouthful of black blood came out, a chilling wind appeared in the world. Countless black shadows were faintly discernible, and countless sharp screams could be heard from them.
In the face of this black shadow that was the symbol of the Sacred Mountain lineage and an extremely fierce attack, a strange look appeared in Yang Xuan's eyes.
In the next moment, he completely ignored the black shadow and the piercing black gas that was pouncing on him. He suddenly turned around, and with a slight movement of his feet, he had already appeared in an open space less than a hundred meters away from the battlefield. Then, he pointed his finger.
One side was life, one side was death. Toward death, life and death.
Rumble!
The entire space trembled. Yang Xuan's finger pointed out less than three inches before coming to a stop, as if it had touched something solid.
The next moment, something strange happened.
Starting from Yang Xuan's fingertip, the originally transparent space suddenly turned black. Then, the darkness rapidly expanded, and in the blink of an eye, a black-robed man appeared in front of Yang Xuan. He raised his right arm and extended his finger.
Yang Xuan's finger pointed at the black-robed man's finger. One was black and one was white, and the two were clearly separated.
"Not bad!"
The black-robed man smiled and spoke softly.
In the next moment, doomsday descended. With the two of them as the center, the entire world seemed to have formed a hurricane that spread out in all directions. Everywhere it passed, everything was reduced to ashes.
After an unknown period of time, when the smoke and dust dispersed, the battlefield returned to normal.
Yang Xuan stood in the air, coldly looking at the black-robed man in front of him.
Beside the black-robed man, the black-robed man who had fought with Yang Xuan earlier stood silently, without a trace of life.
The black-robed man smiled and spoke again, "Hello, Bai Qi!"
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