490: C490 The furious Wang Yan

C490 The furious Wang Yan

"What?!" Just Eight Star Martial Master?! "

From the spirit energy fluctuations coming from Long Hanyang's body, one could tell that Long Hanyang was merely a Eight Star Martial Master. Wang Yan, Liu Qing Ye, Zhang Song and other Others were all stunned.

"Can this Long Hanyang really defeat Wang Yan with his Eight Star Martial Master cultivation?"

It should be possible, his talent is' compressed spirit energy ', his spirit energy is very strong, fighting across borders is not impossible, furthermore, it's already so late, and Long Hanyang is still so confident, then he will definitely be able to defeat Wang Yan.

"That's right, even at this time, Long Hanyang is still so confident, which means that he's definitely able to defeat Wang Yan!"

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Outside of Wild Blood Secret Realm, eyes were fixed on the blood colored sky projection. The outer sect disciples who were paying attention to Yang Liefeng and the others, could not help but start discussing amongst themselves.

"Brat, you said that there's a hole in my brain, but in this young master's opinion, there's a hole in your brain. Moreover, it's a big hole, a mere Eight Star Martial Master like you acting so arrogantly in front of my Nine-Star Martial Master? Do you think, do you think that I dare not kill you? " After being stunned, anger surged within Wang Yan's eyes. When he found out that Long Hanyang's cultivation was merely that of the Eight Star Martial Master, the worry in his heart dissipated like smoke, but at the same time, the anger increased, because he felt that for the other party to dare to look down on him, it was simply a great humiliation!

"You want to kill me? Drink some milk, and go to sleep. Perhaps, this dream will come true! " Long Hanyang sneered.

"This guy, there's something wrong with his head!"

"Yeah, I don't know. Where did that fool come from!"

"Eight Star Martial Master's cultivation is not weak anymore, but I don't think I've seen him before!"

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The people outside the Wild Blood Secret Realm knew from Yang Liefeng's words that Long Hanyang's talent was' Compressed Spirit Qi ', and were not shocked at all that Long Hanyang was able to defeat Wang Yan, and these people of the Zhang Song Gang naturally did not think that Long Hanyang, who was only a Eight Star Martial Master Cultivator, would be a match for Wang Yan, so, seeing that Long Hanyang's strength was obviously weak, and actually dared to speak to Wang Yan in such a manner, they felt that there was something wrong with Long Hanyang's brain.

As for Wang Yan himself, after hearing what Long Hanyang had just said, his rage had reached its peak. He immediately urged his spirit energy, rushed out, and ferociously punched at Long Hanyang.

He wanted to blast Long Hanyang into pieces with a single punch, so that mouth of his would no longer be able to scold blindly.

"Humph!"

Long Hanyang snorted disdainfully, the spirit energy around his body surging, with one hand grabbing, his palm immediately grabbing onto Wang Yan's incoming fist.

"Bam!"

The energy from the duo's hands collided intensely. They erupted forth, shaking the two of them a little.

"What?!"

"How could this be?!"

"Senior Brother Wang Yan, you actually did not defeat that fellow as if it was rotten or crushed!"

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Seeing that the two of them were fighting evenly, and that Wang Yan did not even take advantage of them, the Zhang Song Gang members were shocked and could not help but cry out.

"This Long Hanyang can really fight with Nine-Star Martial Master!"

"It seems that Long Hanyang's spirit energy is not much weaker than Wang Yan's Nine-Star Martial Master!"

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Outside of Wild Blood Secret Realm, eyes cast toward the skies above, leaving behind a blood-colored image. After witnessing the exchange of blows between Long Hanyang and the two, the outer sect disciples started to discuss as well.

"How could this happen? Your Spiritual Energy is so strong!" Although it was just a casual move, Wang Yan did not use his full strength, nor did he use any powerful martial skills, but, he did not manage to defeat Long Hanyang whose cultivation was one star lower than him.

"Haha, I am indeed very strong, but it is not as if I am ridiculously strong. I am unable to deal with a Nine-Star Martial Master that is just a bit stronger, what a pity, your Nine-Star Martial Master is too weak, and that's why you feel that I am so ridiculously strong!" Long Hanyang laughed, his voice filled with ridicule and ridicule.0

It had to be said that Long Hanyang's method of belittling himself was extremely infuriating.

After he said those words, Wang Yan was so angry that his entire body seemed to be on fire.

"Damn it, don't think that you can act so arrogantly in front of me just now. I didn't even use my full strength. Watch out for this young master. Next, I'll kill you in one move!" Wang Yan roared angrily as he clenched his fist tightly. On his fist, the spirit energy around him began to surge violently, causing the surrounding air to fluctuate and ripple in a circle.

"One move to take my life? In the broad daylight, don't even dream about it! " Long Hanyang was not afraid, and sneered.

With that said, he also clenched his fist. On top of his fist, spirit energy surged as he punched out towards Wang Yan's fist that was filled with anger.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

A deafening energy explosion sounded when their fists collided. The next instant, the energy explosion occurred and the bodies of the two people were violently pushed back. Finally, their stomps caused the blood-colored ground to crack open a little before they came to a stop.

"All of you, take three steps back!"

"It's actually tied again!"

"Unbelievable!"

"Yea, this is unbelievable!"

"?"

Seeing that Long Hanyang and his men had both taken three steps back, the people of the Chang Song Sect and Song Lianying were all shocked. If it was the last time they had fought, Wang Yan did not use his full strength, and was even with Long Hanyang, then this time, Wang Yan was so angry that he used his full strength.

"Look, not only did this move of yours not take my life, it can't even hurt me. Like I said, you're daydreaming. Now, do you believe me?" Long Hanyang brandished his uninjured fist, with a playful smile on his face, he angrily said to Wang Yan.

Hearing that, two veins on Wang Yan's forehead started to bulge out, he looked somewhat sinister, clenching his fists, "Crack crack", he gritted his teeth and said: "If I do not kill you today, I, Wang Yan, will definitely not be a human!"

"Swearing to be inhumane? "Hur hur, you're about to become a dead man!" Long Hanyang mocked.

"Damn it! Die! Berserk Flame Fist!"

Wang Yan's expression turned malevolent as he angrily roared. On one of his fists, spirit energy surged and became hot. Immediately after, on his fist, a ball of flames started to ignite as a berserk aura burst out from the flames!

Obviously, this was a martial skill, Wang Yan angrily used a martial skill, wanting to use a martial skill to kill Long Hanyang.

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