850: C850 Imperial Fist!

C850 Imperial Fist!

Yang Ping swept her gaze across the crowd, the aura on her body did not care about rising, it shot up to the sky as an Emperor Scepter appeared faintly behind him, it was an Emperor Armament, releasing a pressure that was enough to make any Saint submit.

Li Muge and the others who had not released their Saint Domain finally realized why Gu Ning was kneeling down. Fuck, this level of pressure was definitely not Ninth Level Stage, it was even more terrifying than theirs.

How could this be?

They knew they could not wait. Otherwise, when Yang Ping climbed to the peak of her power, they would die miserably. Gu Ning was the first to attack. He attacked from a distance, scattering out a large number of Venomous Insect.

Hua Xieyu's expression changed, and she shouted: "Gu Ning, you madman, if you wish to die, I'll grant your wish."

Gu Ning did not care about Hua Xieyu, as he controlled the Blood-Thirsty Venomous Insect to swallow Yang Ping whole. At the same time, Li Muge made his move as well.

Roar! Roar!

Li Muge performed the Lion's Roar Technique. Once this shout was heard, the policemen outside vomited blood and screamed incessantly. Fortunately, they were still more than 100 meters away from the door. Otherwise, they would be crippled from the shock.

From this, one could see how terrifying the Lion's Roar Technique was.

A middle grade Earth Realm Ancient Martial Arts was extremely powerful when used by a Saint. Amongst them was Gu Ning's Venomous Insect, who was shaken to the point that it dropped to the ground.

Gu Ning's face turned pale white, feeling extremely pained. This was a Venomous Insect that was cultivated with countless of hard work, he did not expect to lose half of it. Hua Xieyu was not idle. She retched and spat out a flower branch.

A saint's weapon.

Saints seldom had weapons, because the materials and feeling were different. Generally, saints with weapons would be a little stronger than others, but Hua Xieyu was risking her life for this.

With the flower branch in her hand, Hua Xieyu threw it towards Yang Ping. The disgusting liquid on the flower branch shot out and turned into drops of a black sharp sword, with poison on it.

There was a reason why Hua Xieyu was called Hua Xieyu, because her weapon was called Hua Xieyu.

Gu Ning felt the strong poison and immediately jumped in fright. He quickly retreated and silently cursed the idiot.

Hua Xieyu, Gu Ning, Li Muge, the three Saints attacked Yang Ping together.

This was the first story in the history of the martial arts world. Three Saints working together to attack a Ninth Level Stage junior.

But it did happen.

Yang Ping was facing three Saints who attacked without distinction, her expression was calm, and the aura around her body was still rising. He was extremely angry in his heart, and had reached its peak.

You actually want to attack someone I care about? This time, if you don't experience pain, you won't give up.

The six nodes in his body were warm and released waves of power. His Body of Top Yang s were active, like a awakened True Dragon, and they even gave off a sense of oppression that would cause one to despair.

The faces of Hua Xieyu and the other two changed, they did not dare to relax, and could not wait to kill Yang Ping.

Yang Ping looked at the attacks that covered the sky coldly. Suddenly, her body released a dragon roar, and a set of fist techniques appeared in her mind, coming from the depths of her blood vessels' memories.

Numerous figures were practicing their punches. However, each of these punches seemed to shatter the heavens and shatter the starry sky. This was not a complicated fist art, but an extremely simple fist art. It was like the mantra of a great sage.

The simpler it was, the more terrifying it was.

Not far away, Qing Qing's heartbeat quickened. She stomped her feet and said, "You idiot, why didn't you dodge the attacks of the three Saints? No matter how strong you are, do you think you can dodge the attacks of the three Saints?"

Uncle Shan nodded. Even if he himself used all his firepower, he would probably have to temporarily avoid the wind. Gu Ning's ranged attacks, Li Muge's close-combat abilities, and Hua Xieyu holding onto the Saint's weapon were all fatal threats.

Yang Ping was too careless, young people would easily be proud.

It all depended on what he was going to do next.

Qingqing and Uncle Shan were both people with very high standards, and they could tell at a glance that Yang Ping was in a difficult situation. It was already too late for them to avoid Yang Ping now, unless they were willing to sacrifice a portion of their bodies.

No one favored Yang Ping.

Even Qing Qing who had a lot of confidence in Yang Ping revealed a look of worry.

The only thing he was not worried about was Yang Ping herself. He felt a surge of energy awakening within her body. This was his own power, a power far beyond her imagination, as well as that mysterious and overbearing fist technique.

Imperial Fist!

A light flashed across Yang Ping's mind, she knew the name of the fist technique.

Power gushed into the fist.

He wanted to howl towards the sky and suppress this world. It was as if he was standing at the peak of this world with the starry sky above him. No one could stand on his head, no one could threaten him.

This was invincibility!

Only when one was invincible would one be able to use their head to crash into the starry sky.

BOOM!

Facing Gu Ning's bloodthirsty Venomous Insect, Hua Xieyu's life weapon, and Li Muge's powerful attack, Yang Ping finally made his move. As everyone's attack descended, she brazenly made his move.

The sky was spinning and the earth was spinning!

When Yang Ping threw out her punch, it was as if the entire world was spinning around his fist. His fist was covered in a layer of golden light, wishing that it could break through the barrier of this world.

Gu Ning's expression changed. With one punch, the Venomous Insect shattered.

Hua Xieyu was shocked, the flower in her hand bloomed and dropped to the ground, her arms were numb, she looked at Yang Ping in fear, her weapon was actually unleashed by the fist force.

To be able to use his fist to shake off the Saint's weapon, it could be seen that Yang Ping's strength had reached an unimaginable realm.

Li Muge groaned. He did not dare to touch Yang Ping because he could feel the bone-piercing coldness the moment he was about to touch Yang Ping. He was so scared that he immediately retracted his fist.

The fist power shook, breaking his clothes. He tried his best to avoid it, but the fist power swept past him like a mountain passing by.

He broke out in a cold sweat.

How is this possible!?

What a terrifying power.

Qing Qing opened her mouth wide, wiping her eyes, unable to believe what was going on, Yang Ping's punch had broken through the combined attack of the three Saints.

What the hell!

Qingqing's heart was in turmoil as she was extremely excited.

Uncle Shan's pupils constricted, his eyeballs turning, as though he was exposing a deeply hidden killing intent. The strength that Yang Ping was displaying, was definitely capable of contending against those first-rate Sacred Grounds descendants.

If this kind of person couldn't be friends and became an enemy, then he would be a huge threat to them.

Yang Ping punched out with her fist, as if she was three military lives, invincible to all.

With a punch, Gu Ning spat out blood and flew out.

With a punch, Hua Xieyu screamed miserably as her arm exploded.

One fist, and Li Muge's lower abdomen was in severe pain. A serious wound had appeared in his body.0

One punch had caused the three Saints to turn pale, and the Sixth Dragon King to sit on the ground in absolute terror. He had forgotten to capture Zhu Xi, had forgotten his own mission, and directly saw the journey of a Monarch.

Yang Ping landed on the ground, and the three Saints flew out.

The three of them fell to the ground, raised their heads, and looked at Yang Ping's silhouette. It was as if they had seen an insurmountable mountain, and their hearts trembled. Yang Ping had planted an unparalleled seed in their hearts.

Unable to defeat them!

At this moment, the Dragon City was deathly still.

Yang Ping used her fist to beat up all those who had ill intentions, until they were completely shocked and acted in an honest and honest manner. Disregarding all thoughts of using Zhu Xi to deal with him.

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