Chapter 895 Who Is He? Shock the Audience

The black shadow trembled inexplicably, his body froze in the air, and even the scimitar in his hand stopped in mid-air, as if time was locked.

But time was not locked, just an inexplicable breath descended, as if an emperor had come to rule the land.

Hei Ying has been in the top position for a long time, crossing the Black Sea for countless years, a Dao Heart has long been as hard as iron, but under this breath, it is like adobe rubble, vulnerable to a single blow!

"What's going on? No, it's impossible!" The black shadow's face changed drastically, and the knife that was stagnant in mid-air could not cut it no matter how hard it was.

He never thought that he was so weak, not only physically, but also mentally. It was just a single supernatural power. Before the other party could use it, it disintegrated his martial will, dao heart, and even strength.

With the start of the pose, Yang Qingxuan's dazed face melted like ice and snow, becoming cold and vast, giving people a feeling that it is difficult to look up. The original muddy eyes suddenly shot out two rays of light like stars, like the Milky Way universe, deep and bottomless.

"Hey!" The black shadow trembled all over, and under the staring eyes of those eyes, he fell from the world into hell in an instant. Infinite chill and fear surged from all directions, and his heart kept falling into the abyss, as if it would never end .

He was trembling all over, the overlord of the side of the Black Sea was frightened to pieces at this moment, with endless fear and tears of fear in his eyes.

"Heh, what kind of scum dares to attack me?" Yang Qingxuan sneered slightly, and his clear face seemed to have changed a lot.

Whether it's facial features, or brows and demeanor, the most important thing is the look in the eyes, the aura in the palm of the hand, like the master of the world, and it is exactly the same as the man in black in the picture!

"No, don't! Misunderstanding!—"

With a mournful face, the black shadow screamed with all his strength, and the frantic one turned into a light and fled.

"Oh, misunderstanding? You are a scumbag, what misunderstanding can there be between me? You are too arrogant." Yang Qingxuan smiled contemptuously, and pushed the dragon fist in his hand, which was exactly the same as the movement of the man in black in the picture, as if overlapped together.

"Boom!"

The dragon's breath surged like a river and sea, and a breath of silence diffused silently, making the whole world quiet.

A blue fist light, like a shooting star across the sky, disappeared into the sky.

And the black shadow has disappeared, as if it never existed.

A huge dragon-shaped crack opened on the ground, leading straight into the distance, with no end in sight.

Between heaven and earth, there was a dead silence.

Everyone was dumbfounded and petrified on the spot. From the sneak attack of the black shadow to the disappearance, it was only a blink of an eye, and no one could react.

"Bang! Bang!—"

The seven stone pillars of the Star Dou Great Array exploded one after another, turning into fine powder and dissipating in the air.

The entire formation has been completely broken.

But there was still no sound. Hundreds of pairs of eyes fell on Yang Qingxuan's body in unison, all of them dull.

Yang Qingxuan's deep eyes, like the universe, disappeared with a smile, his eyes and face, in a trance, slowly became dull, and then returned to the previous daze, looking around in a daze, "This..."

When he saw the dragon-shaped crack on the ground and the fist he pushed out, it was like a heavy blow, and his mind instantly regained clarity, and he came back from the state of being absent-minded!

"What exactly is going on?!"

A large cloud of cold sweat broke out on Yang Qingxuan's forehead, dripping down, the punch just now was indeed punched by him in memory, but it was indeed not him!

"Who is it? Who controlled my body just now?" Yang Qingxuan's face paled instantly, recalling what he saw in the picture of the Four Holy Spirits, his whole body was drenched in cold sweat.

"It's the man in black... who is that man in black?"

"Gulu!"

He swallowed with difficulty, two lines of cold sweat streaming down his face, "Could it be that the man in black...is..."

There is a vague guess in my heart, but I dare not think about it.

The few fragments of the past, replaying in his mind at this moment, are like a bunch of pearls scattered. He picked up a few of them, and it is still far from being able to piece together the complete cause and effect.

"What about the man in white? Who is the man in white?..." His face became even more ugly, as if he had guessed again, but he didn't dare to think further.

"Gulu!"

Yang Qingxuan swallowed again, looked around, and found that the audience was dead silent, and they were all looking at him dully and terrified. And he still maintained the posture of punching, his whole body was so stiff that he couldn't move.

He shook his arm vigorously before retracting his fist.

And looking at the direction of the dragon-shaped crack, slightly frowned, and said to himself: "The black shadow just now is Ye Wucha, how did he get in?"

With a thought in his mind, he couldn't help but look up into the sky, and immediately saw a face full of shock and fear, it was Zhuang Quan.

"Hey!" Zhuang Quan took a quick breath, closed his mouth as big as a watermelon, his face was full of fear, he flashed in the air, and escaped thousands of feet away, not daring to stay within Yang Qingxuan's line of sight .

"Huh? He's here too." Yang Qingxuan muttered, looked away, and looked around.

"Wow!" Wherever his gaze swept, many warriors retreated in an uproar, and no one dared to meet his gaze.

Only strong men such as Lu Buran and Liu Yihuai were slightly better, but they were also under great psychological pressure. Seeing Yang Qingxuan's gaze, they all forced a smile to show friendship, but their hands were covered with cold sweat.

How strong Yang Qingxuan's punch was just now, no one knows, because when the punches came together, everyone was suppressed, suppressed by the powerful martial intent, and some people even thought in their hearts that it was really martial arts. Do you want to? I am afraid that the Taoism in the legend is nothing more than this.

"Could it be that he has comprehended the meaning of the Tao? No, absolutely impossible!" Lei Jun's face was extremely ugly, he shook his head again and again, thinking in his heart: "If he has comprehended the meaning of the Tao, he can directly engrave the pattern of the Dao, and come to find some false Dao patterns. But what happened to that martial intent just now?"

He was not only puzzled by Yang Qingxuan, but also by the figure of Zhuang Quan in the distance. He was clearly killed by him, so why is he still here? Could it be twins? A series of questions in his mind had no answers, which made him a little manic.

The ferrymen's disciples were surprised and delighted, everyone's eyes were shining with excitement, only Yuan Kui was as pale as paper, standing there in a daze, his eyes full of horror.

"Yang Qingxuan...you...just now..." Wu Ying realized that there was danger, and rushed out after yelling. At this moment, he was only three feet away from Yang Qingxuan, but it seemed that the boy in front of him suddenly became strange. People are in awe.

"This feeling is sacred and vast. It's extremely awe-inspiring, but it's also yearning." Wu Ying was a little lost in a daze. She was the one who had the most clear sense of the changes in Yang Qingxuan just now.