Evil Immortal!

Then, Gu Zhengyang threw a punch, and the white jade elephant and the five-clawed golden dragon behind him suddenly merged into one, transforming into a muscular, peerless figure with a god-like and demonic appearance, seemingly capable of supporting the heavens and the earth, and throwing a punch along with Gu Zhengyang.

Rumbling--

Splash splash splash splash—

The air currents surged like a tide, causing the space to tremble.

At this moment, the entire world seemed to begin to collapse!

An invisible and colorless yet dazzling light pierced through the void and shot straight into Wu Xingkong.

Danger!

Extremely dangerous!

A sense of foreboding suddenly arose in Wu Xingkong's heart. He felt wave after wave of crisis crashing against his mind, and at the same time, everything went black. An endless darkness pressed down on him, making it seem as if he could not see anything at all.

In reality, this was because the martial arts essence contained in Gu Zhengyang's punch was too violent and domineering, which had put a strong pressure on his mind and obscured his various senses.

The true essence of martial arts is an extremely domineering power.

Gu Zhengyang's meticulously crafted "Dragon Elephant Prison Suppression Scripture" is a classic martial art that pursues the path of martial arts through force, perfectly matching his Dragon Elephant Body, making him even more powerful and unparalleled!

This punch is something even a martial arts master couldn't achieve.

If he cannot withstand this punch, he will only end up dead without a complete corpse!

Wu Xingkong was also a rare and exceptional figure, one in a thousand years. At the critical moment of life and death, he spread out his ten fingers, like twisted dough sticks, and quickly formed a series of intricate hand seals.

Buzzing—buzzing—

The large black clock in front of me hummed and grew even larger. Then, the clock trembled violently and emitted a loud humming sound.

The black ripples, almost tangible, spread toward Gu Zhengyang under Wu Xingkong's control.

Wherever it passed, the void seemed to distort and become full of wrinkles.

Immediately, the black ripples collided heavily with the force of the punch.

boom!!!

Terrifying gales and giant waves surged forth in an instant.

The surrounding houses and walls began to shake and collapse, kicking up thick dust.

The ground cracked and trembled like water, spreading outwards in concentric circles from Wu Xingkong and Gu Zhengyang.

Some houses nearby collapsed, and trees leaned to the side.

Within a radius of several hundred meters, the ground shook violently, as if an earth dragon had turned over.

Meng Yuan's pupils contracted slightly. He moved swiftly, his escape light flashing, and he retreated a distance to avoid being caught in the crossfire. At the same time, he waved his sleeve, knocking down the incoming pebbles.

However, the position he was in was quite significant, subtly blocking Wu Xingkong's best path.

Some residents in the vicinity were so frightened that they scattered and fled in panic, and screams of terror could be heard.

"Lord Meng, what... what has happened?"

Du Caidie and the others were also startled by the huge commotion. They hurriedly stepped over the collapsed courtyard wall and saw the howling wind and the overflowing demonic light in the field. They couldn't help but feel a little scared and confused.

Players like Mouse Tail Juice and Twilight Sword were also completely bewildered, not understanding what had happened.

"It's alright. Our actions have attracted a big fish. I have already asked Master Kumu to invite Lord Qianhu over."

Meng Bai waved his hand, his gaze still fixed on the scene, and casually said, "Next, you will evacuate the surrounding crowd, maintain order in the vicinity, and prevent any casualties. Go now!"

"Lord Commander has arrived too?! Yes, Your Majesty!"

Du Caidie was both surprised and delighted. Her beautiful eyes sparkled, and she immediately accepted the order, bowing as she went to attend to other matters.

At this moment, as the dust settled, the situation in the arena came into view.

Gu Zhengyang stood with his hands behind his back, his back straight as a spear. He stood simply in place, his expression calm, his eyes bright and piercing, firm and steady. He was completely unharmed, without the slightest injury.

As for Wu Xingkong, blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth, his face was pale, and his clothes were tattered.

The large black clock in front of me had a huge hole in it, about the size of a washbasin. The hole was surrounded by a dense network of cracks, like a spider web, and its surface was dull and slowly shrinking.

Clearly, Wu Xingkong was at a disadvantage in this battle, not only was his magical artifact destroyed, but he was also injured.

What remained between the two was a huge crater, five or six meters deep and more than ten meters in diameter, resembling a large bowl. It was created by the aftershocks of their collision and was now emitting plumes of white smoke.

The surrounding houses collapsed, and the ground seemed to have been twisted by a terrible force, with cracks and craggy mounds, as if it had been bombed by a heavy bomb.

"Not a grandmaster, but better than a grandmaster!" Meng Yuan sighed softly as he looked at the scene.

In his view, Gu Zhengyang's current cultivation level is probably only a thin membrane away from becoming a martial arts grandmaster, but this distance is just a natural progression.

Gu Zhengyang could break through at any time if he wanted to. The reason he hasn't broken through yet is simply because he wants to accumulate more foundation and then go with the flow.

Even so, Gu Zhengyang's strength at this time was comparable to that of a martial arts grandmaster, and even ordinary martial arts grandmasters or Golden Core cultivators were no match for him.

Once a breakthrough is achieved, one's strength will increase dramatically.

Even with that attack just now, Gu Zhengyang had already restrained himself to avoid causing casualties or affecting nearby residents.

Otherwise, its momentum and the damage it caused would have been much greater!

Martial arts grandmasters are, after all, on par with Golden Core cultivators. Golden Core cultivators can cleave mountains and split rivers, their supernatural powers are unfathomable. Martial arts grandmasters are naturally no less formidable.

As for Wu Xingkong, he was clearly inferior in comparison, otherwise he wouldn't have been injured.

Wu Xingkong raised his hand and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He stared blankly at the blood on his hand, but at this moment he felt that the bright red blood was particularly glaring, like a steel needle that had deeply pierced his pride.

He had a high opinion of himself because he was a true genius in cultivation, which was an established fact and indisputable. Wu Xingkong himself also believed this.

He was always quite proud of his talent for cultivation, his strength, and his comprehension.

Whether in the Golden Rooster Temple in the past or in the Tianmu Sect now, he is one of the best among the younger generation. He has never been defeated and has even created the "Exquisite Demon Heart Seal", a demonic supernatural power tailored for himself.

Wu Xingkong was used to the jealous and shocked looks from others, and he looked down on those with mediocre talent.

But now, even though his cultivation level was roughly the same as Gu Zhengyang's, he had actually fallen into a disadvantageous position as soon as they started fighting.

This was hard for him to accept!