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Chapter 1775, The Art of Creation(2/2)

The strength of Tang Yuan's group was significantly stronger than what he expected. They were by no means as simple as a former Soul Breathing Master in the Heavenly Soul Realm.

Plus they are all so young.

There is no way he should be a disciple that could be cultivated by ordinary forces, let alone a casual cultivator with no resources to support him.

For a moment, Cangsong couldn't help but murmur in his heart, restrained his murderous aura, and shouted at Tang Yuan and the others:

"Everyone, where does the force come from? If you continue to avoid talking about it, don't blame our subordinates for being ruthless!"

Ye Fan looked at each other coldly and proudly, "No one has any sect!"

As he spoke, he arrogantly waved his hand at Cangsong, signaling him to come over as soon as possible!

Such a gesture made Cangsong even more uncertain. For fear of offending some hidden force, he warned again with a stern face:

"Hand over my wooden box and cut off one of my arms. My sect can forget about the murder of my disciples!"

"If not!" Cangsong raised the ancient sword in his hand and threatened: "You will never leave alive today!"

Tang Yuan and the others didn't take it seriously at all, even though they were facing a being with strength at the Seven Breath level of the Heavenly Soul Realm.

"You first or me first?!"

Not only that, but they didn't even think about joining forces.

Facing Tang Yuan's inquiry, Ye Fan casually made a gesture of invitation, and stood by as if he was ready to watch a good show.

"Looking for death!" Cangsong's face suddenly turned livid after hearing this, and he became extremely gloomy. The ancient sword in his hand was unsheathed, and a deep mark was made on the ground.

When he was about to take action, he saw Tang Yuan's figure flash forward, like a ferocious beast approaching in the blink of an eye.

"Beast cultivator!?" Cangsong's eyes were sharp, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He has never paid any attention to the power of Beast Valley and his ilk!

Tang Yuan rushed forward, and instead of using his previous moves, he used his newly enlightened "hammer fist". To be precise, it was the first punch among the three hammer fist styles, the "horizontal fist"!

A low and restrained aura of terror condensed on the fist, like a sleeping wild beast, carrying unparalleled terrifying oppression;

That thick and solid aura seemed to crush the entire space.

This punch seems simple and direct, but the moment it is actually struck, it is extremely violent and powerful, carrying huge inertia and power.

The punch that comes straight from the side is like a arrogant mad bull, with enough power to shake the mountains, rivers and the earth, and destroy everything.

A look of ferocity appeared on Cangsong's gloomy face. Feeling the heavy pressure contained in Tang Yuan's punch, he was a little afraid to face it directly.

This is undoubtedly a shame for his level of strength and cultivation.

Based on instinct, he chose to dodge, trying to avoid the terrifying edge of Tang Yuan's force.

However, at the moment when he chose to move back, he realized that the fist was blasting out, like a mad cow colliding with each other. The speed was so fast and the power was so wide that he had no time to escape from the affected area.

At this moment, I was forced to directly use Cangsong Sword Technique!

Faced with a weak person whose cultivation realm is far lower than his own, if he shows his true strength when he comes up, even if he wins, it will undoubtedly not be glorious!

Therefore, the moment he was forced to draw his sword, the murderous intention in Cangsong's heart reached its peak. He had to kill all the boys in front of him to erase this shame.

As the sword came out, an elegant sword movement that danced like the wind suddenly faced Tang Yuan's terrifying fist movement, deflecting it and pulling it to one side.

There is a sense of using softness to overcome hardness, and using four ounces to lift a heavy weight.

Under Cangsong's "Green Pine Welcome" stance, the terrifying fist force finally deflected and hit the wasteland on one side.

In an instant.

The surrounding ground was shaken and trembled violently. With that fist as the center, countless cracks spread quickly like a spider web;

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, covering the sky and the sun.
Chapter completed!
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