The skinny monkey looked at Ma Long indifferently. He didn't even put Ma Long in his eyes.
Ma Long's Dragon Horse Meteor Fist was extremely powerful, but it was like child's play in front of the skinny monkey. It was the first time he was ridiculed like this.
The onlookers also realized that the skinny monkey had an incomparable ability. He was probably a dark horse that could enter the top 100.
Dragon Hall, Phoenix Palace, Battle League, and many other forces were watching this battle. They were measuring the skinny monkey's strength in their hearts. They also remembered this person in their hearts. He would definitely be a strong opponent in the future.
"Ahhh … You forced me to do this. I will make you pay!" Ma Long roared like a madman. He was preparing for his final attack.
Not far away, someone shouted, "Ma Long, come back. Let's stop here."
"No, I can definitely kill him." Ma Long replied. The Dragon Horse's consciousness completely burst out from his soul. This space was within the range of his consciousness. No matter where the skinny monkey was, he could lock onto him. He wanted to kill the skinny monkey with a single strike.
Dragon Horse Sky Trampling Fist!
The power behind Ma Long's fist changed. This seemingly simple punch contained the power to break the sky. It was as though a dragon horse was descending from the sky. Even space itself was being trampled to the point of rupturing. The power behind this punch was even more terrifying than the Meteor Punch from earlier.
This was his all-out attack. It was also his ultimate attack. The energy in his dantian combined with the will of his mental power to form his "Dragon Horse Fist".
The skinny monkey had a feeling that there was nowhere to hide. He realized that his opponent was going all out. A smile appeared on his face and he said, "This is interesting. I will fight with you with all my strength."
The skinny monkey took a deep breath. There seemed to be a golden light floating in his eyes. He completely saw Ma Long's fist aura. It couldn't escape his eyes at all. He threw out his fist.
Saint Battle Fist!
It was as if there was an ape behind him. Waves of majestic aura surged. The fist that contained the power to destroy everything was blasted out.
The power of this fist seemed to be half of Ma Long's fist aura. However, it didn't mean that the power was weaker than Ma Long's. This fist drew an arc and landed heavily on the weak point of Ma Long's fist aura. The power of the two fists exploded.
Bang!
No matter how perfect an attack was, as long as it was infinitely magnified and slowed down, it would be able to find the weakest spot. As long as that spot was hit, no matter how powerful the attack was, it would be destroyed.
The skinny monkey had Fiery Golden Eyes. He could even see through the attacks of Saints, let alone Ma Long's attack.
The weakest point of Ma Long's punch was at the back of the fist force, where the power was the weakest. Therefore, the skinny monkey's punch was slightly curved and hit the weakest point, breaking Ma Long's earth-shattering punch without any suspense.
When Ma Long finished his punch, his spiritual energy started to shrink, and his combat power started to decrease rapidly. When he saw the skinny monkey rushing towards him, he knew that he had lost. He quickly retreated. Even if he lost, he did not want to die.
Unfortunately, the skinny monkey had already revealed his killing intent. Anyone who provoked his big brother deserved to be killed.
The skinny monkey turned his fist into a claw and clawed at Ma Long's head. Ma Long didn't even have time to tear the imperial edict apart.
Bang!
Ma Long's head fell to the ground like a watermelon, completely exploding.
Just like that, a prodigy ranked within the top 200 on the prediction list had fallen.
"Whoever dares to find trouble with my big brother will end up like this!" The skinny monkey looked arrogantly at the crowd and shouted coldly.
If Yang Ba was domineering, then the skinny monkey was awe-inspiring. If Yang Ba was shockingly wild, then the skinny monkey was incomparably wild. The combination of his wild nature and demonic aura made him the one and only skinny monkey.
To kill a mere Ma Long, he had not even used his war staff.
The people around him were deeply shocked by him.
Such a person should only be a friend and not an enemy. Otherwise, it would be a nightmare.
"Bastard, you actually killed someone from Kunlun. You deserve to die." Not far away, someone roared.
"No matter where you came from, you deserve to die." Another person shouted.
"Everyone from the Ming Gang, gather." Another person ordered.
Suddenly, many powerful auras gathered together, and people rushed out from different directions. A total of more than a thousand people gathered together, and rushed in the direction of the skinny monkey.
These people were all in the Dragon Transformation Realm. If they attacked together, they could even kill a Level 2 Astral Saint.
This was the power of the general trend.
"Everyone from Jingwu, gather." Qing Jing ordered without hesitation.
"Everyone from the Yang Clan, gather." Yang Yifan also shouted.
Originally, Yang Wu or Yang Tianlin should have given the order, but Yang Yifan was already impatient.
Miaomiao also couldn't help but shout, "Everyone from the Apothecary Alliance, gather."
However, there were only a few people from the Apothecary Alliance. Other than him and Cao Jifei, there were only a few Minor Saint Apothecaries. They came from the Medicine Sect and Dan Clan, and they were not in the vicinity.
Jingwu only had a little over a hundred people. The Yang Clan only had a few dozen people. In total, there were only two hundred people. Compared to the Ming Gang, it was still a far cry.
"Everyone from the Wuhou Gang, what are you waiting for?" The skinny monkey was not arrogant. He also roared.
Then, another few dozen people rushed out. These were the people he had gathered under the name of the Wuhou Gang. Every one of them was a prodigy with a jade token. He disdained to recruit prodigies without a jade token.
When these few dozen people appeared, the surrounding people were stunned.
"Heavens, that person looks like the Little Sword Immortal Xiang Yijian from Shu Mountain. He joined the Wuhou Gang?"
"That person looks familiar. He looks like a young expert from the Tang Sect."
"That beautiful fairy can't be Ying Mei 'er from the Phantom Sect right? That's the previous generation's Holy Maiden of the Phantom Sect."
"And that's Ding Chunqiu, the dark horse of the rogue cultivators. These few dozen people are all predicted to be in the top thousand. A dozen of them are also in the top five hundred."
… …
Who would have thought that the Wuhou Gang, with only a few dozen people, all had high statuses and reputations. They caused quite a commotion.
These people's faces were burning. They were all forced to join the Wuhou Gang.
"I couldn't tell that your reputations are so high." The skinny monkey seemed to have just realized that these people were not ordinary. This made the people in front of him feel even more hurt.
"Vice Leader, the difference in our numbers is too great. We can't fight this battle." The handsome youth with a long sword on his back said to the skinny monkey.
This youth was Shu Mountain's Little Sword Immortal Xiang Yijian. His swordsmanship was superb. It was a pity that he met the skinny monkey. He was smashed on the head by the skinny monkey and had no choice but to join the Wuhou Gang.
"They are nothing but chickens and pottery dogs. Even if we can't win, we still have to fight." The skinny monkey replied strongly.
"Why don't I call our Phantom Sect's brothers and sisters to help." Ying Mei 'er from the Phantom Sect said gently. Looking at her, she seemed to be infatuated with the skinny monkey.
"Those who are not from our Wuhou Gang don't need it." The skinny monkey said domineeringly. Then he said to Yang Wu: "Big Brother, you say something. If we really want to fight, then we'll go."
The people of the Wuhou Gang all looked at Yang Wu. They all realized that this was the real leader of the Wuhou Gang.
When the skinny monkey recruited them, he had already made it clear that he was at most a vice leader. The real leader was someone else. Looking at the skinny monkey's attitude towards the other party, even an idiot would know the relationship between them.
"You are Yang Wu?" On the Ming Gang's side, a handsome youth looked at Yang Wu and asked indifferently.
This young man had a very down-to-earth temperament. He had a head of flamboyant silver hair and a chiseled face. His eyes were cold and his white robes made him look like an immortal. He was the leader of the Ming Gang, Kun Mingzi.
Yang Wu looked at him and immediately felt the cold killing intent coming from him. The Frost Spring Mysterious Qi in his body also had a strange feeling, as if it had met a power of the same origin. It was very interested.
At the same time, Yang Wu also developed a strong sense of disgust towards this person. This feeling seemed to be innate, and he did not know why. In short, he just did not like this person, as if they were old enemies separated by a thousand years, and were destined to be incompatible.
Yang Wu looked at him and said faintly: "I am Yang Wu. You are the leader of the Ming Gang?"
"You know me?" Kun Mingzi narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Wu.
"Why should I know you?" Yang Wu did not understand.
Kun Mingzi's eyes became even colder.
He was from the Ming Gang, which was ranked in the top five among the many prodigy forces. Moreover, he was also one of the top five experts on the prediction list. Which prodigy here did not know his name? Yang Wu actually pretended not to know him, which was really detestable.
Kun Mingzi was not a man who was easily angered. He had been cultivating his body and mind all these years in order to become an overlord. With his talent, it was not a problem at all. The geniuses in the sect had given him a lot of recognition.
With Meng Bingxue's return and Yang Wu's appearance, a crack appeared in his heart.
He was able to achieve what he had today because he stole Meng Bingxue's opportunity. Meng Bingxue was also saved by Yang Wu. It seemed that she also had feelings for Yang Wu. As a normal man, he had a grudge.
"Very well. Since you don't understand, then there is no need to understand. After today, Yang Wu will no longer exist in this world." Kun Mingzi said indifferently. He waved his hand behind him. His many followers were ready to attack Yang Wu.
The people behind Yang Wu were all ready. They were not confident at all. There were so many people on the other side, and they had all kinds of trump cards. They were not confident that they could stop them.
Although Yang Wu had the power to hold back ten thousand people, he might not be able to stop so many geniuses in a real battle.
At this time, a sword energy cut through the sky. An extremely domineering voice sounded: "If you want to kill my man, you have to ask my sword first!"
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