Chapter 327

Xu Yang not only had amazing alchemy talent, but even his martial arts talent was so terrifying.

Everyone was deceived by Xu Yang; he was the one with the most amazing talent among the Dragon-Ascending disciples of this batch.

"Even if it is Gang Qi Major Success, you must die today."

Tian Wenshan hardened his heart and advanced instead of retreating.

Since such a genius has already been provoked, life and death must be decided today, otherwise the one who will die in the future will be him.

His whole body's Gang Qi surged, and amidst the roaring of muscles and bones, Tian Wenshan took a step forward, pushed his hands out flat, and blasted out a red Gang Qi torrent, turning into a wall of Qi.

The air shook violently, pushed by Tian Wenshan's palm, the ground mud waves rolled, making a booming sound.

Xu Yang narrowed his eyes, his right fist tore through the air, and he blasted toward the sweeping Gang Qi wall like an iron hammer.

Pale golden light lit up, and the fist wrapped in strong wind crashed onto the Qi wall in an instant.

"Bang!"

A deafening collision sound rang out, Xu Yang's fist was like a long spear going against the current, forcibly blasting a vacuum zone out of the Gang Qi wall, and continued to blast forward with undiminished momentum.

"Golden Gang Qi?" Tian Wenshan said in shock, his eyes wide open.

It was actually golden Gang Qi; although it was still very faint, it was undoubtedly golden Gang Qi.

If it weren't for the legendary golden Gang Qi, his Gang Qi wouldn't be so fragile like tofu, easily blasted open.

Tian Wenshan was terrified; such a monster, why be so low-key?

"Bang!"

The fist crashed onto his palm, the Gang Qi dissipated, Tian Wenshan's whole body trembled, and he felt a mountain-toppling force surge from the fist, as if it were going to shake him into meat paste.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound rang out, snow-white bones pierced out from the flesh, and his hand was directly broken by a punch.

"Ah..."

Tian Wenshan screamed, his facial features twisted together due to pain, and in an instant his forehead was covered with bean-sized sweat beads, his body unable to stop retreating.

Suppression, this was complete suppression.

It was as if the person fighting him was not a martial artist of the same realm, but an expert who had already cleansed his marrow, and the two were not martial artists of the same realm at all.

"Junior Brother Xu, please show mercy." Tian Wenshan said in fear.

His will had been completely crushed by this punch, and he had no fighting spirit left.

Xu Yang stepped forward: "Tell me, who doesn't know what's good for them now?"