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"Thank you Brother Lin for your kindness, but it doesn't matter. Since I dare to let go of my harsh words, I'm not afraid of how big a wave he can regurgitate."

With no fear on his face, Yang Xuan waved at Han Shixiong, who was facing him, "You only have one chance, go all out."

"Yang Xuan, you are too conceited, you will definitely pay too long for your arrogance."

Han Shixiong was furious, but he didn't have any killing intent. He just swore to himself that he would give Yang Xuan a savage blow, so that he could understand what it means to be someone who is outside of people, and there is a heaven outside of heaven.

"Come to fight."

Yang Xuan waved back Lin Zhengying and stood proudly in place.

"as you wish."

With a loud roar, Han Shixiong stood up from the ground, raised a fist with all his might, and used the most powerful physical attack technique of the Han family.

"The Overlord's Divine Fist, destroying mountains and mountains, shattering all worlds, give me back."

This punch exhausted Han Shixiong's strength, and it was the ultimate strength that he could exert purely with his physical body.

This kind of destructive power, even a huge peak of ten thousand feet, has to collapse in an instant and completely shatter into slag.

"What a terrible blow!"

At this moment, Qing Shan, Tan Fei, Wei Lihui, Liao Junjie, the Cao brothers and sisters, as well as some young talents who came here, all felt great oppression.

This was Han Shixiong's all-out punch, all aimed at Yang Xuan. Otherwise, they would be unable to even maintain their standing under this punch, which could be called irresistible.

However, when he looked at Yang Xuan again, he didn't see a trace of nervousness on his face.

He was so calm, as calm as a vast ocean, giving people an unfathomable feeling that seemed unshakable.

This attitude of not being afraid of danger alone is truly admirable and willing to give in.

"Brother Yang, be careful!"

Lin Zhengying's expression changed. It was Yang Xuan who reassured him, but he was still worried about Yang Xuan.

On the other hand, Xu Yang, Yue Wuyin, Ziyi Hou, Jian Wuming, Fairy Yuechan, and the mad Taoist and Gu Daochen remained the same, as if they believed that Han Shixiong could not hurt Yang Xuan.

However, even if they couldn't take any injuries, everyone had to admit that Han Shizhong's punch was very powerful, and Yang Xuan was passively defended, and it was really possible that he would be repelled by a single blow.

If he really retreats, it means defeat. This is Yang Xuan's rhetoric. With so many people watching, it is impossible for him to renege on his debt.

There was no one around Yang Xuan, and almost as Han Shixiong's fist approached, his strength shattered his shirt, revealing a dark red ancient beast pattern on his chest.

Ancient beasts are the beasts formed by the condensed inscriptions of the hegemony body. They can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth to strengthen their bodies, making their bodies indestructible and infinitely powerful.

"This is... what!?" Han Shixiong's eyes twitched, but his fists became more swift, and with the gesture of pulling mountains and rivers, he punched Yang Xuan's chest heavily.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by an earth-shattering beast roar, the immobile pattern of the tyrannical beast suddenly came to life, exuding a fascinating aura.

No matter how hard and powerful Han Shixiong's fist was, he was greatly weakened by this roar.

Rao is so, his fist collided with Yang Xuan's chest, and there were still waves of air rushing in all directions, causing waves of terrifying winds to swept around and screamed.