Chapter 585 (2/2)

”Found, where to go!” The rich brocade childe sneered, and instantly found the place where ye Xiwen was hiding. The terrible half step sage's authority swept away towards a corner of the room.

The space trembled in front of this pressure, and the aura was evacuated in an instant, forming a towering hand and covering it in an instant.

This big hand is full of amazing divine light, as if there are endless gods chanting scriptures in it. This is the most terrible place of eclosion breaking yuan skill, just like a real Wuxian coming from breaking the air. It is very terrible.

At this time, a golden light sprang out of it, and a fist sprang out of the golden light in an instant.

At that moment, in the Wanbao building, the originally strong space collapsed in this fist.

It was like a mirror, and in an instant, like a spider's web, it broke in all directions from the middle.

In an instant, time will become eternity, the surrounding space will become a star domain, and that fist will be rolled down into a big star in an instant.

The rich brocade childe's face suddenly changed. He never thought that ye Xiwen would have such amazing strength. His big hand was crushed into pieces by Ye Xiwen's fist in an instant. It was like slapping him in the face.

Originally, he thought Ye Xiwen was hiding. As long as he locked Ye Xiwen, ye Xiwen was equal to the meat on the chopping board. He could chop it as he wanted, but ye Xiwen's move completely overturned his idea. It turned out that ye Xiwen didn't have any power to fight back.

However, there was no time to think about it at this time. Ye Xiwen's fist had burst in front of him in an instant and clapped it quickly. It seemed that hundreds of millions of immortals formed this palm, which could collapse the heavens and tear up gods and demons.

”Boom!”

There was a terrible collision between the two, and the unparalleled two great forces instantly collided in the sky and turned into an energy storm.

Almost immediately, various defensive arrays in the Wanbao tower were activated in an instant. This force almost exceeded the endurance limit of the Wanbao tower as a sacred weapon. Almost immediately, the array was started to isolate the two people fighting in the field.

The boundless energy storm destroyed countless defensive arrays in an instant, and more defensive arrays were stimulated and resisted layer by layer, which eliminated this terrible force. Otherwise, the whole Wanbao building may be flattened.

”Ah!” The rich brocade childe screamed miserably, and his body was directly blasted back. Each step crushed the whole floor into powder, and his whole arm was crippled by the terrible force.

It was just a blow against Ye Xiwen's peerless fist, and the whole arm was abandoned. This terrible feeling made him feel that the whole arm seemed to be torn out in an instant. All the Zhenyuan and magic tools around him were exploded in an instant. In front of Ye Xiwen's fist, he trembled and was nothing at all.

The rich brocade childe was roaring in pain. He didn't expect that ye Xiwen's would be so terrible. One punch, just one punch, almost blew the whole arm. Is there really such a big gap between him and ye Xiwen?

How is that possible!

Thinking of this, young master Jinxiu can't believe that his generation of outstanding people and elite disciples of the eclosic sect will be planted here. He will compete for the supreme leader of the sect and run around the world in the future. How can he be defeated by such a small person in the holy land.

”Impossible, I'm not reconciled!” The rich brocade childe roared. An indescribable force on him was boiling, and the abandoned arm was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Holy Land master has the ability to regenerate the body when he has transformed the body.

But how could ye Xiwen let him succeed? With a sneer, he stepped out step by step, and the world was shaking, as if he had been trampled down in an instant, with a blow, turned into a big star and rolled down, and the terrible blow spread everywhere.

The rich brocade childe is like a mole ant, shivering under the pressure of Ye Xiwen's fist.

(to be continued)