Chapter 209: The Demigod's Strange Flesh, Eight-Armed Y
d crumble.Some of the teachers and disciples from the surrounding academies looked at Han Ping'an, all with slightly furrowed brows.At this moment, Han Ping'an no longer possesses even a trace of his...Just as Jun Xiaoyao and the Fallen God Child stepped onto the ancient battle stage at the same time.
The void around the ancient battle platform rippled with countless lines, weaving a net-like pattern that imprisoned the surrounding space.
No one from the outside world could disturb them.
Even saints and powerful beings are unable to interfere in the battle.
"Jun Xiaoyao, you've only defeated a few prodigies. Do you really think you're invincible among the younger generation in the Immortal Domain There are people stronger than you..."
The Spawn of the Fallen spoke, but before he could finish his words, Jun Xiaoyao took a step forward, clenching his fist and launching a punch toward the Spawn of the Fallen.
"Sorry, this deity isn't one to chat with the dead much."
Jun Xiaoyao's fist, a ray of light startling the world, blazed forth with his strike. The surrounding space was filled with shadows and fissures as he unleashed its power.
The Fallen Angel's face changed, and black qi filled the air around her.
He too reached out his hand, and with a palm strike, unleashed a torrent of murderous energy.
After a single clash, the Demigod Child was sent flying backwards with a sickening crackle as his entire arm shattered.
He flew hundreds of meters before crashing into the barrier of void dao runes, bringing him to a halt.
...Silence....
Countless cultivators from the Senluo Continent and some Tianjiao from the Immortal Domain were all dumbfounded, staring blankly at the scene before them.
This…
That's not right.
Logically, shouldn't there be a fierce clash between the two, with intense battles and a fight to the death, causing the heavens to dim and the sun and moon to lose their light
How is it now, Jun Xiaoyao so simply with one punch, sent the Fallen God Child flying
The fallen god coughed twice, her face dark as night.
In her eyes, a flicker of shock was hidden.
Only he knew that his physical body was extraordinary, meticulously "created" by the Fallen God's Palace.
It can be said that in terms of physical strength, the Son of the Fallen has never feared anyone.
But now, Jun Xiaoyao's simple punch sent him flying back, and even his arm was trembling faintly.
This is astonishing, the Demigodson is experiencing his first time in a physical body and being crushed by other peerless talents of his generation.
"Huh This fallen son's body..." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flickered with a strange light.
He obviously also noticed the peculiarity of the Fallen God's physical form.
But that's all right.
Among his peers, Jun Xiaoyao is renowned for his physical prowess. It's unlikely anyone would dare claim superiority over him.
Jun Xiaoyao, with a casual grab, unleashed his power, transforming it into the Spear of the Underworld God. He aimed it straight at the fallen son, piercing him through.
The Fallen One quickly regained her composure.
He was, after all, the young supreme of the Fallen God Palace, an unparalleled genius. Although he suffered defeat in their first encounter, it did not affect his demeanor.
"What about the Ancient Sacred Body, a physique that has already fallen into decline It is impossible to rise again." The Son of Fallen Gods said, as if bolstering his own confidence.
He struck again, his physical power surging forth. Black death qi coiled around his palm as he slammed it against the Spear of the Underworld God.
With a deafening roar, the void shattered. The fallen godchild's black and white wings trembled, his figure transforming into a blur of speed as he charged towards Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao unleashed his Devil's Wings once more and threw another punch.
The two exchanged blows, a thunderous clash that sounded like war drums beating.
The void is resonating, as if unable to bear this immense power.
"This Fallen God's Child is so powerful, actually able to fight the Divine Son of the Jun family back and forth."
"After all, she's the daughter of the Fallen God Palace. This kind of performance is considered normal."
"But how I feel, it's like the Divine Son of the Jun family wasn't taking this seriously. He was acting like he was playing a game."
Some celestial prodigies from the Immortal Domain whispered amongst themselves.
As for Yì Yǔ, Sū Zǐ Qióng and the others, they were not worried about Jūn Xiāo Yu at all, their faces remained calm.
On the other hand, the cultivators of Zhanmo Hall came with a tinge of trepidation.
They are unsure of just how powerful Jun Xiaoyao truly is, and therefore inevitably worry.
"Young Master, let Qingying see your true strength." A hint of curiosity also appeared in Yan Qingying's dark and beautiful eyes.
The one she would follow could not possibly be an ordinary person.
What she wanted to see was Jun Xiaoyao using his true strength to completely conquer her.
Inside the ancient battle platform, two figures exchanged blows with their fists.
Jun Xiaoyao indeed did not go all out. He was observing the fallen deity's physical body.
The demigod's body was strange, somehow not quite like his own.
Jun Xiaoyao was very curious about this.
As for the Goddaughter, she instead had an illusion, believing that her own physical body was sufficient to rival Jun Xiaoyao.
"The ancient sacred body is nothing more than that." The confidence of the fallen son grew stronger and stronger.
Now he thinks that Jun Xiaoyao's strength should be a rumor.
"Oh… I understand. It never belonged to you, did it" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were deep, he glanced at the Fallen God Son once.
The fallen daughter's expression changed slightly, and she was surprised in her heart.
Could it be that you, Jun Xiaoyao, have seen through his mortal shell
But even if you see through it, the Fallen God Child believes that Jun Xiaoyao won't be able to deal with him.
"Now that we understand, there's no need to delay any longer." Jun Xiaoyao directly activated the Shenxiang Zhenyu strength.
Golden qi and blood surged forth like a volcano, transforming into a lifelike golden divine elephant.
The golden elephant roared toward the heavens, as if it could suppress all eight wildernesses and ten realms.
Jun Xiaoyao unleashed a punch, releasing all his power. Thirty-seven billion jin of divine force surged out, shattering the space ahead directly.
The Fallen God's Daughter also made a move, wanting to fight once again.
But this time, he completely changed color.
A terrifying, monstrous force erupted, like an ancient behemoth crushing everything in its path.
He was knocked backwards, coughing blood from his mouth and his arm bones were shattered by the impact.
This punch, compared to the previous one, was simply incomparable in power. It crushed him outright.
This not only shocked the Fallen Son, but also caused all the onlookers to gasp in astonishment.
"This is the power of the divine son of the Jun family after he's truly serious" Many celestial geniuses looked at each other, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.
The Fallen Godchild, what a terrifying existence, one of the most fearsome young Supremes in the Immortal Domain.
But now, he is repeatedly beaten by Jun Xiaoyao.
Conversely, the fallen son is unable to inflict any damage on Jun Xiaoyao.
"You, Jun Xiaoyao, are so hateful!"
The fallen angel wiped the blood from her lips, her fury burning bright.
He has always been the one who beats others, never being beaten himself.
"Jun Xiaoyao, the first of his kind."
The daughter of the fallen god made her move, manifesting the terrifying divine abilities of the Fallen God Palace.
He was surrounded by a palpable aura of menace, behind him, it seemed to coalesce into the form of an eight-armed Yama.
The fallen deity once again unleashed their power, appearing as eight shadowy palm prints that threatened to shatter even the void itself!
“It’s the divine art of the Fallen God Palace, the Eight-Armed Yama Hand!” Some celestial geniuses couldn't help but exclaim.
The Eight-Armed Yama Hand is a terrifying divine ability of the Fallen God Palace, with overwhelming power.
These eight palms strike down, even gods and Buddhas would crumble.
When Jun Xiaoyao saw this, he clenched the Human King Seal in his hand, and a phantom of an emperor appeared behind him. His figure was majestic and powerful, spanning heaven and earth.
He clenched his fists, forming a seal, and the divine powers of the fallen god child clashed against each other.
One side manifested an eight-armed Yama phantom, with each palm strike shattering the heavens and splitting the earth!
One side manifests the figure of a supreme emperor who reaches the heavens, one seal suppressing heaven and earth!
The Emperor to the King of Hell!ect of a banished-level prodigy.However, such calm did not last for long.At one moment, thousands of miles away from Jun Xiaoyao and the others' flying boat.A scarlet rainbow shimmered.Among them was...