Urban Immortal Emperor God Doctor

Chapter 180

Hearing Ye Tianyang's words, the martial practitioners around were speechless.

"Is this guy Ye Tianyang still human? That's a third-grade magic weapon, the Black Tie Whip."

"I have personally seen Feng Qiang use a black iron whip to smash a titanium alloy steel plate tens of centimeters thick."

"Ye Tianyang's physical strength is simply abnormal, he is not human."

The people around were talking about it, their eyes were shocked.

At first, they thought Feng Qiang could defeat Ye Tianyang.

But after seeing Ye Tianyang grasping the black iron whip with a pair of fleshy palms, their confidence was shaken.

Because no one else can.

Under the competition platform, Han Qingshan's expression changed slightly, and his pupils shrank.

As the number one powerhouse on the talent list, Han Qingshan is powerful and has reached the peak of the third rank of Qi Gathering Realm.

But even if he was asked to catch the black iron whip with a pair of fleshy palms, he couldn't do it either.

"Damn it, how strong is Ye Tianyang's physical strength?"

Han Qingshan's eyes flickered.

Below the competition stage, Hua Xiaohu, Bai Hao, Qin Xiongba, Tang Mei'er and others all had a war of words with shocked faces.

They have followed Ye Tianyang for a long time and know that Ye Tianyang is powerful.

But I didn't expect it to be so powerful that it was simply not possible for manpower to do it.

"It was beyond my expectation."

Wu Cuiwen's pretty face changed slightly, surprised by Ye Tianyang.

She still underestimated Ye Tianyang's strength.

drink!
Feng Qiang yelled, his right hand shot like lightning, and suddenly swung the black iron whip in his hand, trying to pull it out.

Ye Tianyang's right hand is like the hardest pincer in the world, holding the black iron whip tightly.

No matter how hard Feng Qiang tried, he couldn't pull it back.

"Xuan Tie Whip, this magic weapon is not bad."

Ye Tianyang smiled faintly.

With a sudden force in his right hand, he directly pulled the black iron whip into his hand.

Feng Qiang's face changed, and he felt a huge force coming.

Then, the black iron whip in his hand flew out and fell into Ye Tianyang's hands.

"You like beating people with black iron very much. I remember it very clearly. Just now you used black iron to whip Qin Xiongba. Now I want you to taste it too."

Ye Tianyang's face was gloomy.

Ye Tianyang waved the black iron whip in his hand, and beat Feng Qiang in front of him.

Feng Qiang's expression changed, he stomped his right foot on the ground, and jumped up into the air, trying to avoid it.

But the speed of the black iron whip was too fast, like a bolt of lightning, it hit Feng Qiang in the face in an instant.

Feng Qiang's face was ripped apart, dripping with blood, and the bones inside were clearly visible.

With this whip, Ye Tianyang used such great force that it almost broke Feng Qiang's head.

The martial practitioners around were all shocked and their eyes were a little dazed.

"What's going on, Feng Qiang is a third-rank powerhouse in the Qi Gathering Realm, why isn't he Ye Tianyang's opponent?"

Everyone couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

"Ah, you bloody bastard, you actually whipped me with black iron?"

Feng Qiang let out an angry roar.

He had never been so humiliated in his life.

"It's not enough to beat you with one whip, I'll whip you more than a dozen."

Ye Tianyang smiled coldly.

clap clap clap...

Ye Tianyang kept waving the black iron whip in his hand, and whipped it at Feng Qiang.

The black iron whip was like a god of death, drawing arcs, and slammed Feng Qiang's face, head, chest, arms, legs, and back.

After a while, Feng Qiang's whole body was dripping with blood, his skin was ripped apart, exposing the white bones inside, which was extremely miserable.

"It hurts me to death, Ye Tianyang, you damn bastard, I must kill you today."

There was a deep killing intent in Feng Qiang's eyes, and he was moved to kill.

"Exhaust palm!"

Feng Qiang let out a shout, and directly used the wind-dispelling palm.

Paifeng Palm is an earth-level low-grade martial art, much stronger than the Xuan-level kung fu.

Whirring whirring……

A large number of whirlwinds suddenly formed above the competition platform.

The whirlwind turned into a huge palm, as if the palm of a Tathagata fell from the sky, and patted Ye Tianyang.

A violent breath spread to the surroundings.

There are tiny cracks in the rocks on the competition platform.

All the people around turned back, their faces turning pale.

Earth-level martial arts are too powerful, they can mobilize the wind energy between heaven and earth, and are several times stronger than mysterious-level martial arts.

Feng Qiang's palm obviously intended to put Ye Tianyang to death.

Xiao Yiyi's expression changed, and she said in a low voice: No, Young Master Ye is dangerous.

Xiao Yiyi came from the Xiao family, a mysterious family, so she naturally knew the strength of the Feng family.

The Feng family is one of the top three existences in the entire Zhejiang-Guangzhou Province. It is one of the 72 Disha families in China and is very powerful.

Their family's technique Paifeng Palm is even deeper and extremely powerful.

Tang Meier, Bai Hao, Qin Xiongba, and Hua Xiaohu all changed their expressions drastically.

They can clearly feel the power of Paifeng Palm.

If they go up, they will definitely be slapped and sent flying, and they may even be seriously injured and killed.

"Hahahaha, Ye Tianyang, you little bastard, you killed my son just now, and now you will die under Paifeng Palm."

Chen Xifeng laughed, his eyes were full of cruel complacency.

The martial practitioners in other cities around them also laughed, and everyone let out a sigh of relief.

If Ye Tianyang defeats Feng Qiang, it will be their end.

Now, it was obviously the end of Ye Tianyang.

As soon as the earth-level exercises are released, they are absolutely invincible.

Ye Tianyang looked at the huge wind palm falling from the sky, his face flashed calmly, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

The earth-level kung fu is powerful, but Ye Tianyang's domineering fist is a heaven-level kung fu, which is even stronger.

call!
Ye Tianyang circulated the spiritual power in his body, exuding a domineering aura all over his body, and suddenly punched out a domineering punch with his right fist.

Domineering Fist forms a huge fist, condensed with red flames, and hits the wind-type palm in the sky from bottom to top.

boom!
A loud bang.

Under everyone's shocked eyes, the palm of the wind element was directly shattered and turned into countless whirlwinds, disappearing between heaven and earth.

Puchi!

Feng Qiang opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale and he was seriously injured.

Feng Qiang could not accept such a result.

His air-dispelling palm is an earth-level skill, how could he be defeated by Ye Tianyang with one punch?
There was silence around the test bench.

Those who mocked Ye Tianyang just now all opened their mouths wide open, as if they could stuff a duck egg.

They had the same thought as Feng Qiang, they couldn't believe how Ye Tianyang could be so strong,

It sounds like a legend to smash the wind-type palm formed by the earth-level kung fu with one punch.

"I knew it, the young master is the most powerful."

Tang Meier's delicate face was full of arrogance.

She is proud of the man she likes.

"Boss, you are the idol of my life."

Bai Hao, Qin Xiongba's eyes were full of admiration.

"You slapped me, now try to punch me too."

Ye Tianyang took a step forward, exuding a coercion all over his body.

boom!
Ye Tianyang punched out a domineering fist, going forward indomitably, destroying everything, and sweeping away everything.

"No, this punch is too powerful, and my life is in danger."

Feng Qiang's face turned pale and his body trembled.

He felt a life and death crisis.

(End of this chapter)