Unparalleled Martial God

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"    

Although he didn't get the Mountain Martial Spirit's complete visualization map, he did get a piece of it. Otherwise, how could he have spent such a terrifying amount of primeval essence to create an ice mountain?    

In the past, no one had been able to block his attack. But now, what surprised him was that it had been broken by Chu Yang using brute force. This was unbelievable.    

"Fang Tian's painting, take a few of my punches as well!"    

Boom!    

Chu Yang's fist came over, the transformed Ice Ape had its arms crossed in front of its chest and exploded. The huge force smashed into it, directly smashing into the Yellow Dragon, directly smashing into Fang Tian's arms, causing both of his arms to instantly feel intense pain, as though his bones and tendons were about to break.    

At this moment, he also felt Chu Yang's terror. His eyes revealed a hint of fear.    

"What kind of monster is this? He looks like he's only at the first level of the Astral Soul Realm, but his strength is so terrifying!"    

Even if he used his true essence defense, it would be nearly useless.    

This kind of power was shocking to the extreme. The Coiling Dragon Martial School was just a remote and remote academy that came from a countryside. How could it produce such a person like this?    

However, he didn't have much time to think, Chu Yang had already started his attack again, punches after punches, continuous attacks.    

Overlord Bestowal Cauldron!    

Forming mountains and rivers!    

A monarch descending the world!    

Only I am!    

It was only the Overlord Fist that came and went, but it was so powerful in Chu Yang's hands. He was like an overlord, using strength to pressure his opponent. Each move and each move was endless, almost without any pause, perfect.    

Every punch rumbled as if they had released heavenly thunder, resplendent and mighty.    

"Bam!"    

"Bam!"    

"Bam!"    

The sound of Chu Yang and the painting clashing was like the sound of two weapons clashing. It was like the sound of metal clashing. The terrifying force caused waves of air waves.    

"This Chu Yang is too amazing, I never thought that Chu Yang would be so amazing, he can even fight against the painting and still be undefeated!"    

"Are you blind? He didn't even lose! It's clear that Fang Tianhua is at a disadvantage. It won't be long before he loses!" The people beside him immediately scoffed. Fang Tianhua didn't have the power to fight back at all. It was only a matter of time before he was defeated.    

"This brother, aren't your eyes sick? You should go and treat your brain."    

"That's right, this Chu Yang still hasn't used his trump card. Not long ago, I saw with my own eyes how Luo Feiming was defeated by Chu Yang. He was completely unable to fight back."    

"Indeed, the Five Elements Sect is completely wrong this time. Out of the top ten disciples in the East Martial Academy, there's no one like Chu Yang. I think he can enter the top three!"    

Fang Tian Painting was originally in fear and despair from Chu Yang's suppression, and he even sunk into darkness. Suddenly, he heard the discussions of the onlookers, and his heart sank to the bottom.    

At this moment, he was jolted awake. He had just remembered that Chu Yang's most terrifying move was his saber art. He had forcefully turned Luo Feiming's saber intent into a mouse and turned it into a joke.    

The most powerful thing about Chu Yang was his sabre technique, but before Chu Yang could even use his sabre, was he going to lose?    

How could this be!    

It shouldn't be like this, how can I be so different!    

Fang Tian Hua was in complete despair. With just this kind of terrifying power, he had no way of fighting back. What if Chu Yang used his blade technique?    

Boom!    

Chu Yang punched out again, and the ice ape formed from Fang Tian's painting completely exploded. Fang Tian's painting was also blown away by the impact of the punch, like a huge rock rolling on the peak of a mountain. His body rolled over and over for a distance of ten feet before he finally came to a stop.    

"One Dragon and Eight Elephants, half a strength, lacking one Elephant and half a strength, can reach the strength of two Dragons!"    

"If I can reach the second stage, my body would be comparable to the second stage of the Divine Soul Realm. Then I can refine the most perfect two stages of true essence. What a pity."    

Chu Yang felt regretful as he felt his body's condition, but it was already a pleasant surprise that his remaining strength could increase by so much. He could not ask for more, but to increase his strength, he needed more resources.    

This made Chu Yang frown. Where would he find a treasure like the Turtle Life Pill? The moment he defeated Luo Feiming, he was immediately provoked by the painting. Who knew how many people would come after that? With this kind of strength, how could he continue to win?