Upon seeing this, Yang Yun's pupils suddenly contracted.
His face turned deathly pale instantly.
Half of his body jerked violently, and he nearly fell through the air, but fortunately he managed to regain his balance in time, preventing him from becoming even more disheveled.
Compared to their previous high spirits, they now seem somewhat dejected.
At the same time, the white-robed man who came with him was also on high alert, his whole body covered with spiritual power, and powerful fluctuations flowed between his fingers.
The two were not weak either, and were only one step away from the terrifying realm of sainthood.
After a brief adjustment, Yang Yun regained his composure and gazed intently into the distance.
When his gaze focused on the man radiating golden light, his brows twitched violently, and his usually calm eyes suddenly surged with a monstrous aura.
"The Saint King..."
He said hoarsely.
My throat was a little dry, and the sound seemed to be squeezed out from under a door.
In the blink of an eye, it can shatter the giant palm formed by a saint. Apart from the Saint King, who else in the world has such ability?
Could it be that there really is a Sage King presiding over Zhongzhou?
If that were the case, how could Zhongzhou have been destroyed?
The more Yang Yun thought about it, the more panicked he felt, since the powerful, despair-inducing aura emanating from him was undeniable.
It's absolutely terrifying.
Forcibly suppressing his unease, he looked at Pangu and asked, "Who are you?"
Perhaps even he himself didn't realize that his voice was trembling slightly when he spoke.
The two white-robed men beside them also instantly grasped the situation, their expressions hardening. After sensing Pangu's vast, ocean-like spiritual power, they decisively gave up resisting.
After all, if a real fight breaks out, for a powerhouse of this level, annihilating them is as simple as a thought, and they will be completely destroyed.
The golden light on Pangu's body slowly dissipated.
His well-developed muscles were on full display, with distinct lines on his chest muscles resembling deep ravines.
Light blue patterns covered its entire body.
It added a touch of mystery.
Especially the axe held in his right hand.
Despite its rusty appearance, the terrifying aura emanating from it caused even someone as powerful as Yang Yun to feel a slight unease.
If that giant axe were to strike him, he probably wouldn't have much of a chance of escaping unscathed.
"Pangu".
Pangu said calmly.
He slowly raised his head, glanced at Yang Yun casually, and then said slowly, "Die or run, the choice is yours?"
After saying that, he slowly closed his eyes.
Yang Yun wasn't stupid. Without the slightest hesitation, he transformed into a streak of light and fled into the distance.
This speed is almost matching the speed of sound.
Seeing this, the two men in white robes also ran away.
Because of Pangu's appearance, the situation was instantly reversed. Even Yang Yun, who was once invincible, now fled in panic like a defeated dog.
Ye Mujiu is still in a state of shock.
All of this happened far too quickly.
From that colossal, world-destroying hand to Pangu's godlike appearance, less than ten seconds passed.
At this moment, she was completely stunned.
What was happening before her eyes seemed to be beyond her comprehension.
Yang Yun is even more formidable than her father.
And his father, Ye Qing, was already one of the top figures in the Desolate Heaven Domain.
Suddenly, Ye Mujiu was startled, then slowly looked at Pangu, and light gradually emerged in his eyes.
Then, without any warning, she suddenly knelt down on the ground.
I don't know what I was thinking about, but tears suddenly welled up in my eyes.
Zhou Mu was taken aback by Ye Mujiu's actions, but he understood after a moment.
He must have been thinking of revenge.
Sure enough, in the next moment.
Ye Mujiu said, "Senior, Yang Yun is my father's killer. If you can avenge me, I am willing to serve you like a slave for the rest of my life to repay your great kindness..."
"I would go through fire and water without hesitation..."
After saying that, she burst into tears.
His body was trembling slightly.
Like a flower bud falling in a storm.
The hatred was so deep that she would be in tears every time she woke up in the middle of the night.
Seeing this, Zhou Mu felt extremely distressed.
It was clear that Ye Qing's death was like a mountain, pressing down on Ye Mujiu and making it hard for her to breathe.
She's always smiling and seems quite cheerful, who would have thought...
Zhou Mu's heart suddenly tightened.
He tenderly hugged Ye Mujiu into his arms, then nodded to Pangu.
The latter's eyebrows twitched.
His palm tightened suddenly.
boom!
A surge of powerful spiritual energy erupted from his palm, climbing out inch by inch, enveloping the giant axe in a short instant, followed by a burst of brilliant golden light.
The surrounding space seemed unable to withstand such powerful pressure, shattering and revealing a terrifying void.
Pangu's palm twitched slightly.
The giant axe slid slightly.
but
A deafening roar echoed through the sky.
A crack suddenly appeared in the sky, spreading infinitely and appearing from afar as if it had split the azure sky in two.
Boom
The giant axe flew out of thin air in the next instant.
A fierce wind arose, and with just the slightest movement, axe marks rose into the air.
The clanging of swords and spears echoed loudly.
Devastating.
Countless patterns condensed on a single axe mark; even a saint would not dare to directly confront its sharpness.
These densely packed axe marks are terrifying; even a saintly king in his lifetime would find it difficult to escape death.
Shoot shoo shoo
The axe marks disappeared in one direction.
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