Just as Kun Xuan was about to pluck out Yang Wu's heart, the small Thunder Saint Hammer suddenly moved. It smashed down on Kun Xuan's head, scaring him so much that he quickly retreated. Unfortunately, he was still a bit too slow. The lightning quickly caught up to him and exploded.
Ah!
Kun Xuan was one of the top five heavenly kings. His combat power was not much weaker than Lei Xuyang's. He was even comparable to the young hall king. However, in front of the small Thunder Saint Hammer, he was still injured by the lightning. Half of his arm was almost destroyed.
What he thought was in the bag had failed for the first time.
After Yang Wu's attack succeeded, he smashed the small Thunder Saint Hammer at Kun Xuan again and again. He shouted, "You're crazy, do you really think you can confuse me?"
Yang Wu had the Divine Court Dao Flower and cultivated the Soul Control Heart Sutra. His soul was already equipped with defensive abilities. When Kun Xuan's illusion power entered his Divine Court Dao Flower, the Divine Court Dao Flower reacted and used its powerful soul power to block the illusion. Otherwise, it would be as Kun Xuan said, even a god wouldn't be able to wake him up.
Yang Wu smashed down with the small Thunder Saint Hammer again and again. Every time he smashed down, a boundless sea of lightning would fall down like dragons. No matter how powerful Kun Xuan was, he couldn't fight against the divine lightning. He could only keep on running.
Seeing this, everyone didn't know what to say.
Even Kun Xuan's talent and potential couldn't deal with Yang Wu. Only the young hall king could do it.
However, the Young Hall King had no intention of making a move. Although he liked to fight, Yang Wu was currently relying on the might of the small Thunder Saint Hammer. He needed to avoid it. Unless he also used a small Saint Weapon, he didn't dare to say that he could suppress Yang Wu with one hundred percent certainty.
Kun Xuan didn't want to be defeated like this. He suddenly spat out a small translucent fan. In an instant, the small fan became a large fan. Everyone couldn't help but cry out.
"This is the Banana Holy Fan of Kunlun Mountain!"
"No, this should be a small Banana Holy Fan that hasn't taken shape yet. I heard that it's a natural wonder. Ordinary people can't see it and only fated people can obtain it. There are no less than a hundred thousand disciples in Kunlun Mountain, but the number of people who have obtained the Banana Holy Fan in ten thousand years can be counted on one hand. This saint is really lucky."
"It's said that this Banana Holy Fan can split mountains and rivers with one strike.. I wonder if it's true or not."
"Since Kun Xuan has taken out his palm-leaf fan, it seems like he's determined to fight Yang Wu."
…
Everyone from Kunlun Mountain was overjoyed. They felt that Kun Xuan would definitely win this battle. Even if Yang Wu had the Small Thunder Saint Hammer, he would still be no match for their Saint Son.
He Xuan's to's. He turned to face to Yang to him to ''s to's's's to's.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a terrifying hurricane appeared. This hurricane condensed the power of a few miles, causing the sky and earth to change color. It was like an apocalyptic disaster, crazily rushing towards Yang Wu.
Yang Wu was originally chasing after Kun Xuan. He didn't know how powerful Kun Xuan's small Banana Holy Fan was. Suddenly, he was hit by this powerful hurricane. The lightning of the small Thunder Holy Hammer was messed up. His body was spinning and there was no way for him to stabilize. There were also terrifying wind blades constantly cutting and strangling his body. It was as if he was being dismembered.
Yang Wu was someone who had experienced great storms. Unfortunately, he was still defeated in this battle. He was blown far away by the hurricane and heavily smashed into a mountain, fainting.
Who would've thought that the ferocious Yang Wu would disappear in front of everyone's eyes just like that?
"Yang Wu!" Yang Jie was the first to chase after Yang Wu. He already knew that Yang Wu belonged to the Yang Clan. If Yang Wu returned to the Yang Clan, then the Yang Clan's strength would definitely rise to another level in the future. As for Yang Wu possessing the "Dao of Death", it wasn't a taboo. It was just that the King of Hell's Hall didn't have a good reputation. The people of the Purple Firmament Hall fanned the flames, causing Yang Wu to become unpardonably evil.
If the Yang Clan confirmed that Yang Wu had returned, then even if the Yang Clan was only a second-rate clan, it was still an ancient clan. As long as the major powers didn't deliberately target them, Yang Wu would be fine.
Unfortunately, Yang Wu had killed many people from the Purple Firmament Hall today, as well as people from other powers. This matter would be difficult to resolve.
Qing Jing also wanted to save Yang Wu, but she was stopped by the other nuns.
Although these nuns didn't hate Yang Wu, the "Dao of Death" that Yang Wu cultivated didn't conform to their benevolent principles. After all, the Dao of Death was a martial path that could only be cultivated by stepping on piles of corpses. It was a taboo for cultivators.
"The Saint is invincible, the Saint is invincible!" The Kunlun disciples all exclaimed in unison.
Yang Wu, who even the Purple Firmament Hall couldn't do anything to, was sent flying by their Kunlun Saint. He should be deader than dead. Their Kunlun Saint was awe-inspiring.
After Kun Xuan's fan, more than half of his Celestial Chi was sucked out. The small palm-leaf fan quickly shrank and was swallowed back into his mouth. He didn't show any signs of complacency. Instead, he said in a deep voice, "The Yaksha Clan hasn't been destroyed yet. We can't delay any longer. Follow me and continue killing the Yaksha Clan and seize the Night Star Spring!"
Then, he took the lead and charged towards the Yaksha Clan's territory.
The top-notch Heavenly Yaksha had already been killed, so he wasn't afraid of the other Yakshas. The Yaksha Clan's Night Star Spring was a type of small sacred spring that possessed extraordinary powers. It was located in the Yaksha Clan's territory, so it wasn't easy to obtain it.
Many prodigies charged towards the Yaksha Clan. Only those from the Purple Firmament Hall didn't go. They had suffered a great loss this time.
"Let's go and check if Yang Wu is dead. We can't let him live," a prodigy from the Purple Firmament Hall said.
"I'm willing to go too. We must retrieve the sacred hammer!" Another person chimed in.
"No matter what his relationship with the Saint is, from now on, Yang Wu is an enemy that our Purple Firmament Hall must kill."
"He should be dead. That small palm-leaf fan is very powerful. It's not inferior to the small Saint Lightning Hammer."
…
"We won't go too deep into the Yaksha Clan. You guys go and investigate Yang Wu's whereabouts. If he's alive, I want to see him. If he's dead, I want to see his corpse. You must bring the small Saint Lightning Hammer back," Lei Xuyang ordered the others.
"Yes, Saint!" A few people from the Purple Firmament Hall responded. They quickly flew towards the direction where Yang Wu had been sent flying by the fan.
Lei Xuyang left with Purple Yu Yue. Their trip to the fragmented space was more or less over.
He hated Yang Wu to the core. Regardless of whether Yang Wu was dead or alive, he couldn't erase the shadow cast by Yang Wu. This was the greatest humiliation he had suffered since his debut.
A hundred miles away, Yang Wu was unconscious. He was lying in the rubble. His injuries weren't light. The small palm-leaf fan was extremely powerful. Even a mid-level Heavenly Fish Realm warrior would be killed by it. Even a high-level Heavenly Fish Realm warrior might not be able to withstand it. However, Yang Wu was still alive. Although there were many injuries on his body, they were still within the range that he could withstand. It was obvious how strong his body was.
The first person to find Yang Wu wasn't Yang Jie, but the Sky Severing Sect's Saint. She had a strand of soul power connection with Yang Wu. Even if Yang Wu was the one leading, she could still use her soul power to sense Yang Wu's location.
After the Sky Severing Sect's Saint found Yang Wu, she didn't check on Yang Wu's injuries. She quickly left with Yang Wu.
When Yang Jie arrived, he couldn't find any trace of Yang Wu.
After an unknown period of time, Yang Wu slowly woke up.
"Where is this?" Yang Wu said weakly.
After a series of battles, he had expended a lot of energy. It wasn't easy for him to wake up in a day.
"Ferocious Beast Cave," the Sky Severing Sect's Saint replied indifferently.
This was a ferocious beast cave. The space wasn't small. After the Sky Severing Sect's Saint killed it, she occupied this place.
"You saved me?" Yang Wu looked at the Sky Severing Sect's Saint in surprise. Logically speaking, the other party wanted him dead. Why would she save him?
"Is there anyone else here?" the Sky Severing Sect's Saint asked.
When Yang Wu wanted to stand up from the ground, he realized that he couldn't use his strength. It was as if he had lost all his strength. His expression changed drastically. He tried to use the Supreme Nine Profound Arts, but there was still no reaction. His meridians were locked and he couldn't use his profound qi at all.
"Can't you use your strength?" the Sky Severing Sect's Saint asked.
"Hehe, you did it, right?" Yang Wu forced a smile.
"Of course. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to resist if you tried to touch me." The Sky Severing Sect's Saint said with a playful expression.
Yang Wu said in a deep voice, "Don't forget that a wisp of your soul force is still with me."
"I know. That's why I'm afraid of you."
"Then why don't you hurry up and remove the seal on my body?"
"No, no, it wasn't easy to control you. How can I let you go? You're my handsome master." The Sky Severing Sect's Saint said with a smug expression.
"Then you can go to hell." Yang Wu realized that the Sky Severing Sect's Saint was definitely going to take revenge. He quickly activated the Divine Court's Dao Flower to destroy the wisp of soul force. Only then could he be safe.
"Stop, stop. If you really destroy my soul force, I'll kill you." The Sky Severing Sect's Saint put away her playful appearance and said very seriously.
However, Yang Wu ignored her. He no longer had the ability to protect himself. He had to do this to have a chance of survival.
In his Divine Court, the Sky Severing Sect's Saint's soul force was directly destroyed by him. He was waiting for the Sky Severing Sect's Saint to be heavily injured or directly die. Unfortunately, the scene he was waiting for didn't appear. She still stood there and looked at Yang Wu as if nothing had happened. Yang Wu was surprised. "How are you fine?"
"You're so ruthless!" The Sky Severing Sect's Saint didn't answer him. Instead, she shouted and stomped on Yang Wu's chest.
Pfft!
Yang Wu couldn't use his power. The Sky Severing Sect's Saint's kick was so domineering that he spat out blood.
"I wanted to keep you as a servant, but it seems like there's no need for that now." The Sky Severing Sect's Saint took out a short dagger and placed it on Yang Wu's neck.
Hiss!
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