My name is Huang Tian, ​​what the hell is this "Heaven is dead" nonsense?

Chapter 123 Fist that Suppresses Heaven and Earth Like the Great Sun

"These treacherous members of the evil cult deserve to be killed by everyone!!"

At this moment, a loud shout came from Xu Shu in the distance, startling Xie Zheng and Long Zhang in mid-air.

"They're members of the Demonic Cult?!"

The two exchanged a glance and were about to make their move.

As a disciple and successor of a major sect, it is only natural for me to kill the demons and monsters of the evil sect.

Just as they were about to make their move, the situation on the ground changed.

Deng!Deng!Deng!
After a violent impact, Xiahou Yin's towering body was forced to retreat several steps uncontrollably. Each step left a footprint half a foot deep in the ground, causing the soil to churn and cracks to spread.

Huang Tian, ​​however, steadied himself with a slight sway, the black gold staff in his hand still humming.

"Great! That feels so good! Haha!!"

Despite being driven back, Xiahou Yin laughed wildly.

"However, that's all for now!"

He suddenly let out a beast-like roar.

"boom!"

An aura far more ferocious and violent than before exploded from his body. His bones cracked, and he suddenly jumped about a foot taller. His skin turned crimson instantly, as if magma was flowing under his skin, and his veins bulged and twisted like a giant python.

A surge of powerful internal energy burst forth from his body, causing his muscles to bulge and swell, tearing his clothes apart with a sharp rip.

"die!!"

Like a muffled thunderclap between heaven and earth, Xiahou Yin's eyes turned bloodshot, and with a roar, he slammed the giant hammer in his hand down towards the sky.

This hammer blow was like the sky collapsing, suppressing everything around it, making it impossible to dodge.

In sight, only a ferocious giant hammer, accompanied by a vast white torrent, plummeted straight down from the sky.

Huang Tian's expression remained unchanged as his true energy surged and burst forth, pouring into the black gold staff. The staff immediately shone with a dark light, its deep black color resembling a deep pool about to flow out.

The staff trembled slightly, emitting a clear and exciting sound, as it met the blow that was as devastating as a mountain collapsing!
Buzzing~~
This collision was also a deafening shock, but mixed in with that shock came a low moan.

"Not good! Huang Tian's divine weapon can't withstand it!"

Long Zhang noticed that after the hammer and staff collided, the black gold staff almost bent and broke. Although it straightened up again in the next second, he could tell that it wouldn't last long under such a violent battle.

"Qiang!!"

Compared to Long Zhang, Xie Zheng was extremely decisive in his sword strike. As soon as he saw that Huang Tian's divine weapon could not hold up, he immediately flew down from the sky and headed straight for Xiahou Yin!

A clear, resounding sword cry echoed throughout the heavens and earth!

The fierce sword light was like the bright silver moonlight in the sky, like lightning tearing through the sky, like the Milky Way falling from the sky!
The light illuminated every inch of the surrounding area, hundreds of feet wide. Dust drifting in the air, blood flying from the sky, and wood chips carried by the wind were all revealed in minute detail by this sword.

His movements were as swift as a startled swan, and his sword as dazzling as the light of day!
With a single sword strike, it seemed as if space itself was frozen and solidified.

However, in that seemingly stagnant space, Xiahou Yin seemed to break through layers of waves and suddenly stirred!
Facing the fierce sword light, he swung his giant hammer, and the hammerhead struck the very center of the sword light that stretched across the sky with perfect precision.

"Ding! Poof!"

A crisp cracking sound, followed by a dull thud.

The dazzling sword light, like shattered glass, instantly dissipated into countless firefly-like specks of light, vanishing into the air.

After the shattered sword light, Xie Zheng's horrified face appeared.

Because that hammer, after shattering the sword light, struck his chest solidly like a raging sea!
"Crack!"

A clear sound of bones snapping rang out.

Xie Zheng's face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, flying dozens of feet in the air before crashing heavily to the ground, creating a deep, human-shaped crater.

Long Zhang's expression changed, and he quickly landed beside him, helped him up from the ground, and fed him a luminous pill. The latter's complexion immediately became much rosier.

"You insignificant ant, how dare you interfere!"

Xiahou Yin stopped paying attention to the two of them, turned his head, and stared at Huang Tian with his crimson eyes. Then, he unleashed another hammer blow that ripped through the sky, carrying the victorious momentum of destroying Xie Zheng's sword light, and smashed down on him without stopping!
Their momentum intensified, and their killing intent grew stronger!
"Whoo~"

Looking at the giant hammer rapidly enlarging in his pupils, and at Xiahou Yin's ferocious and violent face, Huang Tian gently exhaled. Then, he threw the wailing long staff in his hand backward, and the staff stuck diagonally into the ravaged ground, emitting a series of buzzing sounds.

At the same time, all twelve major tendons in his body tensed up, his bones and muscles creaked, and his blood and qi surged to the heavens, his true energy spreading outwards like waves.

A series of explosive sounds came from his body, and his body burst out with blazing light. Then, he clenched his fist and produced a sonic boom of crimson waves, as if he had grasped a vast and mighty fire cloud. Within the fire cloud was a magnificent and majestic ancient alchemy furnace.

An ancient and vast aura rose from his body. Then, his spine arched like a dragon, and his left foot took a half step forward, sinking his entire foot deep into the ground as if stepping on a mountain. His right fist was drawn back to his waist, and then, like a dragon emerging from the abyss, he punched upward with a thunderous roar!

A crimson light blazed brightly, and a surge of energy erupted!
The ancient alchemy furnace, clenched in his fist, vibrated violently!
"Boom!!"

Fist and hammer collided fiercely!

The sound exploded like a meteor falling to earth, and a visible concentric circle of air surged and spread in all directions, with earthen dragons rolling back and sand and dust filling the sky.

Huang Tian's body sank slightly, the ground beneath his feet sinking half a foot, but his body did not tremble, and his back remained straight.

Xiahou Yin staggered back more than ten steps, his large, fan-shaped hand gripping the giant hammer trembling, and a bloody gash appeared at the base of his thumb.

'How is this possible?! After using my secret technique, I possess the strength to throw elephants and capture dragons, and with the aid of a divine weapon, how could I be no match for his bare fists?!'

He was horrified, and a hint of fear appeared in his originally fierce red eyes.

However, this hint of fear made him particularly angry and ashamed!
'How could I possibly be afraid! That's an emotion only the weak have!'

He roared inwardly, then exhaled a scorching breath, about to raise his hammer again, but with a loud bang, Huang Tian had already closed in, his right fist like a missile, whipping up a whirlwind of air as it slammed down fiercely.

Before the fist even reached him, his hair was blown back and his face trembled and contorted. Xiahou Yin shouted and blocked with his hammer.

The fist slammed into the massive hammer, which was as big as a stone block, producing a thunderous roar.

"Boom!"

The second punch!
The third punch!
The fourth punch!
……

The speed of the punches increased rapidly. At first, the shadows of the punches could still be seen, but later, only a sky full of flashing red light remained, like a rain of meteors falling from the sky, madly pouring onto the giant hammer!

"Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!..."

The dull thuds continued endlessly, like countless ancient giant elephants galloping across the land!

With each punch, Xiahou Yin felt an unparalleled force penetrate the hammer, slamming into his arms and body. His bulging muscles trembled wildly, his bulging veins groaned, and his bones groaned in unbearable pain.

His powerful blood and true energy, which he unleashed through a secret technique, were shaken and dissipated by the unparalleled divine fist!
"This is...too powerful!!"

In the distance, Xie Zheng and Long Zhang, who had finally recovered, stared in disbelief at Huang Tian, ​​who was relentlessly attacking Xiahou Yin with punches that seemed capable of shattering mountains. "We were originally planning to spar with him?!"

Long Zhang murmured, lost in confusion. Even from a distance of dozens of feet, he could feel the overwhelming power of that divine fist. He felt that if he were facing Huang Tian, ​​he probably wouldn't even be able to withstand a single punch.

What kind of sparring is this?!

A true exchange of skills is one where there's give and take, and we improve together; getting beaten to a pulp in one punch is just bullying a noob!
He didn't want to be a nobody...

'No! This can't go on, I have to fight back! I can't let him lead me by the nose!'

Xiahou Yin shouted in his heart, trying to swing his giant hammer to fight back. However, Huang Tian's punches were too fast and too powerful. He dared not open his center gate to raise the hammer to fight back. Otherwise, he might be blown to pieces with one punch!

"Aaaaaah!! Block it!!"

At this moment, he was like a piece of raw iron, constantly retreating under the frantic hammering of the forging hammer, constantly enduring the immense force coming from all directions.

The fortieth punch!

The fiftieth punch!

The seventieth punch!

Huang Tian fought with increasing gusto, his internal energy surging like a mighty river, producing a deafening roar. With each punch he threw, he gained a deeper understanding and appreciation of the thousands of martial arts techniques he had previously studied, and ripples spread across the lake of his inspiration.

'Practice makes perfect, indeed, the best way to integrate all methods!'

He let out a hearty laugh, his momentum like a dragon, his fist intent like the blazing sun, burning everything and suppressing countless enemies!
Under the pressure of this extremely yang and powerful fist force, Xiahou Yin's figure was actually shrunk by about a foot, returning to the state before he used the secret technique!
The giant hammer in his hand also emitted a whimpering hum, already overburdened, and gradually became dull and lifeless.

The 90th punch!

Ninety-first punch!
The ninety-second punch!
……

Xiahou Yin's hand, gripping the hammer, was covered in blood, the white bone piercing through his skin. He trembled uncontrollably, and blood spilled from his mouth.

The ninety-ninth punch!
This punch contained the invincible momentum accumulated from the previous ninety-eight punches, like a falling star or a great sun traversing the sky!
"Boom!!"

With a loud bang, Xiahou Yin could no longer hold onto the giant hammer. The hammer, as big as a stone block, was knocked out of his hand and flew backward, landing in the dense forest dozens of feet away.

At this point, his defenses were wide open, and there was nothing left to block the surging fist.

The hundredth punch!

"die!!"

Huang Tian exhaled and made a sound, like a spring thunderclap.

Step!

Twist your body!

Pass the punch!

The crimson, glass-like fist slammed straight down, aiming for Xiahou Yin's chest.

The punch didn't seem fast; you could even see the flowing crimson light on the surface of the fist and the faintly emerging phantom of an ancient alchemy furnace. But Xiahou Yin felt as if the space around him was being suppressed by this punch, and the air itself became viscous.

"Do not!!"

He used the last of his strength and energy to try to dodge, but he couldn't move at all.

He could only watch helplessly as that fist, spanning several meters, imprinted itself on his heart.

puff~
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Xiahou Yin's tall body trembled violently, his eyes bulged out instantly, all the brilliance in his pupils vanished, turning them dull and lifeless.

The next instant, the violent force of the punch exploded completely within his body.

"boom!!"

A deep, resounding roar, like an ancient giant elephant stomping on the earth, rang out!
Apart from his head, his entire body—flesh, bones, and internal organs—everything! It was like a cloud of blood mist exploding, with countless drops of blood scattering in the air, appearing both alluring and tragically beautiful!
"He's dead. A powerful expert with first-grade strength was beaten to death by Huang Tiansheng..." Long Zhang murmured blankly, as if in a dream.

Xie Zheng was also shocked. He had just fought the strong man with the hammer and was knocked down with just one blow. So he knew how terrifying the strong man's strength was!
However, even such a powerful master of the Demonic Sect was killed by Huang Tian with his fists!

Outrageous!

Ignoring the two who were lost in confusion and disbelief, Huang Tian withdrew his fist and stood up straight. Then he looked up at the place where Xu Shu and Elder Duan were fighting in the distance. Then, he lightly touched the ground with his toes and flew over there like a roc spreading its wings.

He arrived in just a few breaths, and the two men who were fighting were both startled when they saw Huang Tian.

An ominous premonition surged in Elder Duan's heart, and he exclaimed in horror, "Where is the Holy Son Yin?!"

"Of course I killed him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Tian, ​​with the force of rolling wind and thunder, threw a punch at Elder Duan's head.

The latter was shocked, 'Impossible! How could the Yin Saint Son, so powerful, be killed by him! But if a winner hadn't been decided, how could he have extricated himself?!'

His mind raced, and Elder Duan felt a surge of despair. 'Perhaps... the Holy Son of Yin... really was killed by him!'

With the death of the Holy Son of Yin, how could I possibly escape?

In a moment of despair, he thrust out hundreds of sharp sword lights, but all of them vanished in the blink of an eye when faced with the overwhelming fist.

At this moment, the force of the punch was not exhausted, no, it had not diminished in the slightest!

With immense force, it slammed heavily onto Elder Duan's head!

Bang! !

His eyeballs, cheekbones, nose, and jawbone all exploded, and his head was slammed downwards and crashed into his chest cavity!
His body froze in place for a moment, then fell heavily backward, crashing to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.

Having killed his enemy with a single blow, Huang Tian did not linger for even a second, and immediately soared into the air again, arriving at the place where the third-rank official and the woman in the purple dress were fighting.

laugh! !

A sharp whistling sound came, and the woman in the purple dress who was fighting her opponent turned around in horror, only to see Huang Tian had already come up behind her and slapped her charming face with a palm.

consternation!

fear!

Before she could react, the hand had already touched her cheek.

puff!
A muffled explosion!
The woman in the purple dress's beautiful head burst open like a ripe watermelon that had been smashed by a hammer!
Skull, blood, and three thousand strands of hair mixed together and sprayed outwards.

The headless, slender body stood frozen for a moment, then fell straight forward, crashing heavily onto the cratered ground, splattering a few murky sprays of blood...

(End of this chapter)