。The old man coughed twice and said. 。"Alright, I'll see you before you die." 。"Fang Yu smiled faintly," 。Well, I'm looking forward to seeing you again. 。After the old man finished speaking, he hung...However, Dao Yu's warning could not change anything.

Fang Yu's fist, gleaming with brilliant golden light, after a second burst of power, increased its speed tremendously and slammed into the ripple vortex condensed on Emperor Qi Yuan's chest.

"Boom!"

The moment the fist slammed into the vortex, one could feel an incredibly intense force of distortion.

Anything that enters will be crushed by this warping force, reduced to nothingness.

"Boom boom boom..."

The power of distortion acted upon Fang Yu's fist, causing no substantial damage.

On the contrary, it was Fang Yu's fist that contained an explosive force, which forcibly reversed all the twisting power within the vortex!

Before absolute power... everything is destined to be crushed.

"Hahaha... This is the power of Qi Yuan, named after me. It merges with the laws of the universe and can melt anything! If you dare to put your hand in, you are looking for death!" Emperor Qi Yuan grinned as Fang Yu's fist plunged into the vortex in his chest.

In his eyes, Fang Yu was already doomed.

He spent over three thousand years cultivating his Qiyuan power...It can crush everything!

Fang Yu could feel the tearing sensation coming from the fist, but it wasn't strong.

And the confident demeanor of Emperor Qianyuan made him smile faintly.

"Are you sure, I'm looking for death"

Fang Yu spoke, a golden glimmer flashing in his eyes.

"Whoosh!"

At the same time, fists clenched tightly, power surged again!

"Bang!"

At that moment, the swirling vortex before him...exploded suddenly!

The expression on Emperor Qiyuan's face shifted from laughter to astonishment, and then disbelief... all within a single second.

"Bang!"

After the vortex exploded, Fang Yu's fist appeared again and slammed into Emperor Qi Yuan's chest.

A loud bang!

"Pfft..."

Emperor Qiyuan spat out a mouthful of blood, his entire chest cavity blasted open with a huge bloody hole!

As for the flesh and blood...it all splattered behind his body.

"Boom..."

At the same time, the entire hall's floor and ceiling were shattered by the force of that punch!

But instead, the Emperor Qianyuan remained standing still.

He hung his head, his eyes fixed on the hollow space before him.

At this moment, his eyes, mouth, nostrils, ears... were all bleeding.

His eyes were somewhat vacant, as if he hadn't realized what had happened.

Then, he slightly raised his head and looked at Fang Yu standing in front of him.

Fang Yu had already retracted his fist and stood still.

Emperor Qiyuan trembled throughout his body, his eyes still burning with boundless rage and murderous intent.

He tried with all his might to raise his hand, but found that his body was no longer under his control.

"Bang!"

The next second, he fell forward and landed on the ground.

"Qi Yuan!"

Dao Yu saw this scene, his eyes bloodshot, veins popping on his forehead.

He rushed to Qi Yuan's side at lightning speed, scooping him up.

But at this moment, Fang Yu in front of him suddenly raised his foot.

Dao Yu gritted her teeth and raised her right arm.

He just reminded Emperor Qiyuan that they couldn't directly confront Fang Yu's physical attacks.

He was helplessly drawn back into such a situation again.

"Bang!"

The combined might of their joined hands shattered the bones in Dao Yu's arms instantly.

At the same time, his body flew out like a marionette on strings.

"Boom..."

The blades of rain slammed into a gigantic pillar in the distance, sinking into the smoke and debris, their energy reduced by half.

Fang Yu stood still, expressionless, with only coldness in his eyes.

"Run, run! Run quickly!"

All the surviving scholars in the main hall were terrified and broke down, crying as they fled.

In their eyes, Fang Yu was like an unparalleled demon, terrifying to the extreme.

"Boom boom boom..."

While the battle continued outside Yuansheng Palace's perimeter.

Ling Zhen and his group of cultivators at the Wuhua stage were attacking everyone and everything in Yuansheng Palace with all their might.

This is war.

Both sides are guilty of wrongdoing.

He who has the bigger fist, is the winner!

The entire hall was collapsing rapidly, crumbling into ruins.

As always, Yuansheng Palace was heavily guarded by elite warriors, all with strength exceeding the Wu Hua Realm.

Due to this invasion by the coalition, nearly half of our forces have been deployed.

And the remaining state of enlightenment, there are probably only about five hundred people left.

This number, compared to the raiding party led by Fang Yu, is already a huge one.

It could even be said that it was a crushing victory.

However, before they could even exert their power, they were struck by a double Overlord Heaven Palm unleashed by Fang Yu who had just arrived at Yuansheng Palace.

That palm strike dealt a heavy blow to the elite group, leaving them with many casualties.

Even if not dead, he is severely injured and unable to fight.

Therefore, after Fang Yu entered the main hall and consecutively eliminated both Emperor Qiyuan and Dao Yu...the raid on Lingjiao Clan's core territory was considered a complete success.

Fang Yu leaped into the air, looking around, wanting to do the final touches.

< >Just then. < >

"Bang!"

The ground, already reduced to rubble, shuddered with a deafening blast.

A rainbow shot out from within.

A figure soared out from the debris and rubble.

He was bathed in silver light, and even his hair color had changed.

And on the surface of his body, bolts of lightning constantly flickered, his aura incredibly powerful.

When he appeared, the oppressive weight of heaven and earth surged to its peak once more!

Fang Yu narrowed his eyes, watching the figure.

And that figure also slightly raised its head to look at Fang Yu.

This person... is Dao Yu!

At this moment, the rain of blades caused drastic changes to his entire left face.

He used to have a normal face, just like any young man.

Now, his left face has turned into a withered, skeletal skin sack. The pupils in the deep eye sockets glimmer with a faint blue light, terrifying like a demon.

And the wounds on his body seemed to have fully recovered.

"Not bad, this should be another kind of Overbearing Body…" Fang Yu said.

"Bang!"

But at that very moment, the rain of blades surged forward like rockets.

"Want to spar with me physically" Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and punched forward.

"Whoosh!"

This punch was thrown ahead of time, and in the next second... a rain of blades did indeed appear before him.

But Dao Yu's movements were equally ghostly, narrowly dodging Fang Yu's punch with a slight turn of his head.

Such a physical technique is similar to the Ghost King's Secret Art mastered by Fang Yu.

"Whoosh!"

With a flash, the silver-haired, half-demon Blade Rain appeared beside Fang Yu.

Then, with a simultaneous strike, he smashed out with his right knee and left fist.

Fang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, turning his head slightly and raising his right arm.

With a knee strike that blocked the rain of swords, he quickly adjusted his arm to deflect the swordsman's fist.

"Bang! Bang!!"

Two sounds rang out almost simultaneously.

This also represents... Fang Yu's actions were almost completed in the same instant.

This demonstrates an extremely terrifying level of control over the physical body.

And the two resounding bangs that followed their clash of fists and feet didn't sound like they came from flesh and blood.upon layer. The skin and flesh on the outside were also breaking apart.The intensity of this bombardment has never been seen before.Fang Yu's physical body was almost blown to pieces!However, he gritt...