C611 Monster!
C611 Monster!
In this fantasy world where cultivators could defeat ten people with one strike, how could there be any exquisite martial arts techniques?
No matter how strong one's physical strength was, it could not compare to a hundredth of a divine ability or a magical technique.
Therefore, in the eyes of everyone, Yang Yushan's action was really a bit like farting out of his pants.
He threw out a punch, but why did he take a step forward?
Why did he have to take a step forward? It was not enough to reach him.
However, before they could mock him, the terrifying wind caused by the punch stunned everyone.
This was a bit too ridiculous!
Wasn't the power a bit too excessive?
For an early-stage False Immortal Stage cultivator, the strength of this strike was indeed a bit over the top.
Many late-stage False Immortal Stage cultivators present could not help but break out in a cold sweat when they felt the power of the Mountain-Shattering Fist.
"This punch looks very strange, but its power cannot be underestimated."
"For a young man at the early-stage of the False Immortal Stage to be able to unleash such a powerful strike, this Shen Royal Sect really has something."
"It's a pity. So what if he is strong? He is still an early-stage False Immortal Stage. This Sect Master Yan's strength as a True Immortal is still something he can't shake."
"After three moves, if Sect Master Yan doesn't have any intention of holding back, these three little fellows will probably be in trouble."
Seeing Yang Yushan's punch, Yan Rufeng's eyes revealed some praise.
The power of this punch was indeed worthy of praise.
Just from this attack alone, the young man from the Shen Royal Sect in front of him was far more powerful than his son.
The two of them were on the same level, but their combat strength was not on the same level at all.
This talent was probably on par with the Holy Son of the Violet Heavenly Palace, Su Yusheng.
What a pity.
Such a good seedling had actually fallen into the hands of the Shen Royal Sect, and he had even taught him such a haughty and arrogant personality.
If he could take him into the Purple Sword Sect, he would definitely be a figure who could establish a sect in the future.
Love for talent.
Admiration for talent.
Yan Rufeng still did not have the slightest intention of showing mercy.
Of course, he had to protect the geniuses of his own family.
But if it was someone else's genius, then he would still kill him in the cradle.
In case he came to find trouble for his descendants in the future.
Yan Rufeng increased the output of his Immortal Force again, and the protective immortal force on his body immediately increased by a level.
Rumble!
Yang Yushan's Mountain-Crushing Fist smashed heavily onto Yan Rufeng's abdomen.
The power of the Mountain-Crushing Force instantly poured in, and Yan Rufeng's expression suddenly changed.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
After the punch landed, Yan Rufeng retreated five steps before he could stand firmly.
Just a little bit more.
It was really just a little bit more, and the protective immortal force on his body would have been shattered by this guy.
If he really broke through his defense, then it would be a huge loss of face!
Fortunately, he had secretly adjusted his protective immortal energy to its peak state the moment he was struck by the punch, and only then was he able to withstand the punch.
If he had been even half a second slower, he would have embarrassed himself.
All of the experts present were experts from various forces, and their eyesight was extremely outstanding.
Although it had only happened in an instant, it still clearly fell into their eyes.
In the crowd, many people widened their eyes in shock.
They asked themselves.
If they were in the early stage of False Immortal Stage, would they be able to block this youth's punch?
There was almost no possibility!
Even if they were to reach the middle stage of False Immortal Stage or even the late stage, they would probably be severely injured.
This kind of combat strength was simply monstrous!
On the other hand, when he saw Yan Rufeng take his punch, Yan Rufeng, whose face was slightly flushed, did not feel anything in his heart.
After all, he was a True Immortal Expert. If he couldn't even block a punch of his own strength, then he would be too useless.
This first strike was just a test.
He wanted to see how powerful Yan Rufeng's defense was and how high his upper limit was.
"He's only ordinary in strength, but his body is quite sturdy."
"He's also a sword cultivator. What? Has he cultivated his life's treasured sword into one with him?" Yang Yushan retracted his fist and asked with a smile.
Yan Rufeng was suddenly shocked in his heart.
After taking his punch head on, this brat actually even knew about him refining his life's treasured sword!
"What's there to be nervous about? I only have a junior brother who is also a sword cultivator." Yang Yushan laughed out loud and ridiculed, "Your sword technique is too weak, and your comprehension of the sword is not deep enough."
"In the future, if you have time, I will recommend my junior brother to you. You can have a good lesson with him, hahahaha."
"If you dare to speak such arrogant words again, I will kill you first, and then let your two fellow disciples finish off the remaining two moves for you!" Yan Rufeng scolded coldly.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Alright, then take this second move!" Yang Yushan laughed out loud, and the Spiritual Force in his body surged once again.
It was still the horse stance, and he was still barehanded.
However, compared to the last time, the power of Yang Yushan's attack this time was completely different.
Last time, he only used the pure Spiritual Force of the False Immortal.
This time.
Other than the Spiritual Force, he had also used the Power of Great Dao of Martial God and some of the Laws he had mastered.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
It was still in the stage of accumulating power, and muffled explosions sounded out beside Yang Yushan.
It was the sound of the air exploding when the aura was too strong and pressured the surrounding air.
As the terrifying aura gradually swept out, the noisy discussions around them immediately stopped.
Everyone's gaze towards Yang Yushan changed.
They either became stunned.
Or they became terrified!
Although the punch had not been thrown out yet, everyone could clearly feel the terrifying power of the iron fist.
If it was an exaggeration to say that the Mountain Crumbling Fist just now was an exaggeration.
Then this punch was simply going to shatter their three views!
How could an early-stage False Immortal Stage cultivator have such terrifying strength!
With thousands of experts staring at him, Yang Yushan naturally did not have any chance to use any tricks.
There was no chance for him to use any spirit medicine or talisman.
The one who was the most shocked was naturally Yan Rufeng.
He was the closest to the punch, so he naturally felt it the most.
Just now, he had thought that the punch was the limit of this youth in front of him.
But the power of this punch that he had accumulated... had already reached the level of a True Immortal Stage attack!
An early-stage False Immortal Stage attack was already comparable to a True Immortal Stage expert.
Just what kind of monster was this disciple of the Shen Royal Sect?
As the Sect Master of the Purple Sword Sect, Yan Rufeng had seen countless geniuses.
Among them, there were even a few Peerless God's favored.
However, if he compared himself to this young man from the Shen Royal Sect, he would be like a little witch meeting a great witch.
The strength of this youth right now... was probably even a little stronger than that Son of Heaven, Su Yu, right?
With this thought in mind, Yan Rufeng couldn't help but think of the rumors that had been spreading in the Upper Realm recently.
Could it be that the Son of Heaven, Su Yu, and the Palace Master of the Purple Cloud Palace had really died in the hands of the Shen Royal Sect?