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Although Fuyuan did not hit the Black demon Tiger, the Big monk standing on the east side seized the opportunity and threw a fierce punch. His fist was like a sledgehammer, each blow weighing a thousand pounds. The force of his punches was so strong that it caused the air to tremble, and each punch landed on the Black demon Tiger's buttocks.
But the Black demon Tiger emerged unscathed, as if its buttocks had only been scratched a few times...
Ren Pingsheng woke up as if from a dream: "Oh! Why didn't I think of that!"
Just now, in order to spare Wu Lang's life, I gave him the Great Emperor System's Diamond plate. Now that he has turned dark, his defense has become stronger as well, making it even more difficult to defeat him.
The person who tied the bell must untie it.
Great Emperor System, is there a way to retrieve the Diamond plate?
"Host, it seems that this situation is a bit complicated, we can't."
Ren Pingsheng took a deep breath at this, now it's troublesome...
【Great Emperor System: One strike to return to the field.】
Ah?
【Great Emperor System: Although it's impossible to retrieve the previous defense, there's always a way to counteract. This is the most powerful attack in the world. Regardless of what it is, after one strike, the vast ocean will turn into mulberry fields.】
I see, thanks, brother!
Now with the attack given by the Great Emperor System, Ren Pingsheng can walk sideways.
"The vast sea returns to the sky with one strike!!!"
What?!
In full view of the public, Ren Pingsheng used the newly learned technique without any concealment.
Ren Pingsheng took a deep breath, and his internal energy surged through his body, gathering along the Purple Golden Nine Thunder Fiery Whip. The long whip drew complex patterns in the air, as if depicting a magnificent scroll of sea and fields. Ren Pingsheng had a determined look in his eyes, concentrating all his spirit and strength into this strike.
As his long whip suddenly lashed out, an invisible force burst forth, and the air seemed to carry the roar of waves and the trembling of the earth. This force headed straight for the Black demon Tiger at a speed too fast to react to.
Sensing an unprecedented threat, Black demon Tiger tried to evade, but the speed of the attack far exceeded its imagination. In the face of this immense force, Black demon Tiger was struck like a giant wave, instantly losing its balance. It let out a miserable cry and was sent flying, curled up from the impact.
The sound of Black demon Tiger hitting the ground is muffled and powerful. Black demon Tiger struggles on the ground, but it is no longer able to stand up. The surrounding dust flies, and the grass and trees sway.
Roar...
Under the force of Ren Pingsheng's strike that could move mountains and fill the seas, the originally fierce Black demon Tiger began to undergo a strange transformation. Its massive body gradually shrank, and its rough black fur fell off like shedding snake skin.
Wu Lang's body gradually returned to human form, but at this moment, Wu Lang was ragged, covered in injuries, and lying on the ground on the verge of death.
His face no longer bore the previous look of rage, but instead was filled with extreme exhaustion and pain. His breathing was weak and rapid, as if each breath was using up his last bit of strength.
"Thank goodness, he's still alive."
Ren Pingsheng stepped forward to check, rubbing his nose with his hand.
"However, there's a bit of a urine smell."
"Hmm? What's wrong?" The tense atmosphere suddenly froze at this moment.
Seeing that everyone around him was motionless, Ren Pingsheng looked around. Everyone was like wooden puppets under a spell, standing still in their original positions.
"Very well."
Who?!
This voice...
It came from the sky!
Ren Pingsheng quickly turned his head to look up at the sky.
The appearance of the man in black was like a phantom stepping out of the void. He stood high in the sky, seemingly treading on the clouds, with his hands behind his back, overlooking everything below. His face was difficult to discern, deeply shrouded by a black cloak, but the aura emanating from him made Ren Pingsheng feel familiar.
This is not...
Isn't that the "Your Majesty" I saw in the eerie market that day?!
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