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Seeing this unbelievable scene, not only Wu Yang, but the rest of the people were also stunned.

"How is this possible!?" Overlord's Saber was a Star Rank Martial Skill, how could it not be a match for him? Could it be that the martial skill he used is even higher than the Overlord's Saber? "

"Boss has focused on practicing the Overlord's Saber for a few years, and he has already reached the Great Perfection Stage. An all-out attack would be able to heavily injure at least an eighth level cultivator. In the worst case scenario, he might even be able to kill him in an instant, so how could anyone receive it with their bare hands? "

"Not to mention the 8th layer, even if a 10th layer expert came, facing such a tyrannical attack, they would not be able to receive it so easily."

"Who the hell is this kid? I've never heard of such a person among the inner disciples!"

At this moment, everyone was dumbstruck. Their eyes widened in fear that they might be mistaken, mistakenly thinking that the person who was sent flying through the air while spitting out blood was not their boss.

However, the cruel reality had given them a blow on the head. Who else could it be other than their boss, Wu Yang, who looked dejected and was vomiting blood?

If even such a powerful boss was not a match for one of his moves, then how long would he be able to hold out in his hands?

Suddenly, they felt that the youth in front of them had become unfathomably deep. The gazes that everyone was looking at Mo Beichen with, had become extremely vigilant.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he was defeated in one move by someone whose strength was even lower than his. This caused Wu Yang to feel even more shocked, but at the same time, his heart was also filled with shame and anger.

"Damn it! Eat my Tyrant Blade before coming!"

Suppressing the hot blood in his chest, the furious Wu Yang finally stumbled and stood up. His body was like a spinning top as he suddenly turned his palm into a blade, slashing out a one-meter-long black blade shadow at a distance of several meters.

The blade image was sharp and powerful, with an astonishing aura, it whistled as it flew towards Mo Beichen.

"You haven't even used the Rushing Thunder Fist at full power yet, let me see how powerful you are."

With two Star rank perfect realm martial skills, Mo Beichen really didn't have a shred of cowardice right now. He squinted his eyes as he extracted the War Qi s from his body. Taking a step forward with his left foot, his body suddenly moved forward as he punched out with both of his fists!

A gigantic golden fist shadow flew through the air and appeared in front of the blade shadow like a bolt of lightning. When the two met, it was like an egg hitting a rock, and the shadow of a blade instantly dispersed. The golden fist shadow was unaffected and continued to charge forward.

The speed of the fist was so fast that it was like a bolt of lightning, and in a split-second, it arrived in front of Wu Yang.

The pupils in his eyes dilated and turned into the shape of needles. Even though he was alarmed, Wu Yang didn't have the time to dodge. He could only watch helplessly as the fist shadows, which were filled with destructive aura, engulfed him in an instant.

With a 'puchi', he was struck in the chest, causing his entire body to be blasted apart. Other than his lower body which still existed, the rest of his body was reduced to countless pieces of debris.

"This is bad!"

"Boss!"

"Bastard, stop!"

A few cries of alarm rang out, and the surroundings immediately became deathly silent.

It was a long story, but everything happened in a split-second. After seeing his own boss suffer a huge loss and not even getting the support of the gatekeeping disciples, he was already struck into a pile of hopeless meat by Mo Beichen's Rushing Thunder Fist.

"If you dare to kill him, you're dead for sure!"

"Evil creature, give me your life!"

Stunned by the scattered debris on the ground, they, who had always lived like princes and lived like princes, were extremely terrified.

Looking after the courtyard for the Sect Leader was an extremely easy and leisurely job. Occasionally, he could also fish up a lot of profit. Who wouldn't be polite when they saw them?

Who knew that today, not only did he meet a lunatic impersonating as the head, he even dared to attack them recklessly. This was a provocation towards them, a belittlement towards the Sect Leader!

The future was bleak, and it was unknown whether or not he could preserve his life. The gatekeeping disciple wanted to cry but had no tears. He was filled with regret.

If he had known earlier, he might as well have let that evil star see the Sect Leader. If he was an impostor and the Sect Leader exposed him, he would not have had a good ending.

No matter what the final outcome would be, after creating such a huge mess, even if they didn't die, they would at least lose a layer of skin!

Everyone was enraged, they hated Mo Beichen to the bones, everyone stared at him with venomous eyes, and instantly went into a rage. All of them fearlessly pounced towards Mo Beichen and started to attack him crazily.

Bladelight and sword shadows filled the sky as they swept towards him like a tornado.

Only, they were not Mo Beichen's match in the first place, so now that they had all lost their reason, how could they possibly contend against that calm and composed opponent at the side?

When he was fighting Wu Yang previously, Mo Beichen had already felt the power of his Steel Body. It was just that he had been careless at first and had suffered a small loss. After falling for it, he would never make a similar mistake again.

Like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, Mo Beichen activated his steel body, fearlessly charging into the group of enemies, fighting with his bare hands.

Although he did not have a weapon in his hand, his hands were more terrifying than any weapon.

Although they were crazy, Mo Beichen was even more ferocious!

As long as they were hit by his iron fists, they would all spew out blood and tremble violently, and their tendons and bones would be broken.

Mo Beichen fiercely pressed down a fist that was coming at him head-on, his five fingers tightened and with a sudden twist, his arm turned into a fried dough twist.

After kicking it flying, he quickly retreated and leaned his body backwards, dodging the Cyan Peak Sword that almost sliced him into two. He threw out a punch as fast as lightning, landing it on the waist of the person who had assaulted him. The explosive force from the fist and fist caused a bowl-sized hole to appear in his lower abdomen, making him look like a little kid who had lost his breath, and he fell to the ground in an instant.

In the span of a few breaths, two people were killed by his palm, and the rest of the people were also injured.

He had killed three people in a row, but his expression didn't change in the slightest. If he wasn't extremely calm, he must have accumulated a lot of human lives!

Mo Beichen didn't know if he had killed a large number of people, but he was calm in his heart.

"Stop!"

A roar suddenly came from behind him, causing Mo Beichen's expression to change, and his expression immediately became gloomy.

Hearing this voice that sounded like it came from heaven, the few disciples felt as if they had been pardoned. They knew that they had at least regained their lives, and they all looked towards the person not far away with extreme joy.

"Hmph, we've watched enough. Now you know?"

With his back facing the newcomer, Mo Beichen laughed coldly in his heart as the corners of his mouth curled into a playful smile. Then, he slowly raised his arm. In his palm, a lightning ball the size of a soccer ball was condensing at a speed visible to the naked eye, rapidly growing.

"Not good, he wants to kill us!"

"Sect Leader, save me!"

"The Sect Leader is here, you dare …"

They had thought that they could be saved, but seeing the devilish smile on Mo Beichen's face and the thunder ball that had expanded to the size of a millstone in his hand, they became extremely terrified.

"Remember, the first seat is not to be humiliated!"

He gently tossed the huge lightning ball into the crowd and it suddenly exploded.

In an instant, a large hole with a diameter of more than a meter appeared on the ground. After the dust settled, there was not a single shadow left on the field.

Who knew that even though he had said that he would spare them, Mo Beichen did not care about his feelings and insisted on killing everyone.

Looking coldly at Mo Beichen, the Sect Leader did not say a word.