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The power of Qiang Liang's fists was evident to everyone present.

His fist could completely rival the attack of a tenth-level magical weapon!

Yet, this pretty boy in front of them actually caught Qiang Liang's fist with just two fingers.

What a terrifying and shocking sight!

Qiang Liang's face flushed red, gritting his teeth, as he exerted all his strength attempting to retract his fist.

However, Qiang Liang's hand seemed embedded in iron and stone, no matter how much force he used, he couldn't move it even a bit.

The joints in Qiang Liang's arm creaked, sounding like steel wires being twisted and rubbing together.

Yang Fei looked at Qiang Liang indifferently, pinching Qiang Liang's wrist joint with two fingers.

His face was calm and unperturbed, as if nothing was happening.

Everyone stared at Yang Fei, their expressions animated and colorful.

Especially the disciples of the Underworld Gate. They never imagined that the two young men who came with Sect Leader Huang Quan would possess powers so terrifying.

The Thin Taoist muttered to himself and suddenly slapped his face heavily, filled with regret and remorse.

"All these years cultivating, my age is wasted on being blind like a dog, I deserve this beating."

In an instant, the power within Qiang Liang surged like ocean waves, crashing five or six times in a row, trying to break free from Yang Fei's fingers.

However, no matter how Qiang Liang struggled, his hand remained tightly pinched by Yang Fei.

Qiang Liang felt like he was a dragonfly trying to shake a stone pillar.

And the unfathomable guy in front of him was that stone pillar.

Roar!

Qiang Liang let out a beast-like roar, filled with a murderous aura.

He suddenly kicked heavily towards Yang Fei's groin area.

Yang Fei's eyes sharpened as he simultaneously kicked.

He pinned down Qiang Liang's left foot mid-air, then stomped it to the ground.

"Ah!"

Qiang Liang let out a miserable cry.

With that kick, Yang Fei channeled Elephant Extreme, making his whole foot like an elephant hoof, instantly crushing and fracturing Qiang Liang's left foot, leaving it a mangled mess of flesh and blood.

Yang Fei, making up his mind, suddenly sprang up fiercely. He swept his leg across.

Bam!

Qiang Liang, like a soccer ball kicked into the air, was directly smashed skyward.

However, this was just the beginning.

Yang Fei's frame blurred as he suddenly appeared in mid-air.

His whole body seemed to grow seventeen or eighteen fists, pounding Qiang Liang with a torrential storm of blows.

Qiang Liang attempted to block, but couldn't even extend his fists, as Yang Fei struck them back.

In a moment, Yang Fei had broken all the bones in Qiang Liang's body, leaving him a bloody and pitiful sight.

Everyone's jaws dropped.

Qiang Liang's Blood Fiend Sect absorbed normal people's Essence Qi, strengthening his physique, making it like a Flying Zombie's.

His strongest attack was not his magic artifacts, but his body.

However, such a powerful Qiang Liang, under Yang Fei's fists and feet, was like a doll being toyed with, unable to fight back at all.

Little did they know, Qiang Liang only cultivated a trace of Asura Realm Divine Power, making him so formidable.

Yet, Yang Fei cultivated the Nine Extremes, which were mysterious and magical.

In terms of sheer physical power, Yang Fei's Nine Extremes far surpassed the Asura Realm Divine Power.

Thus, with this offsetting, how could Qiang Liang possibly be Yang Fei's match?

In fact, Yang Fei preferred using his fists to beat people.

The Underworld's Flying Zombies and the Soul Suppressing Sect's magic artifacts might cause him some trouble.

But compared to Yang Fei, Qiang Liang's punches were like ants to an elephant.

He was utterly weak.

Bam!

Qiang Liang's body fell, Yang Fei descended from the air, stepping on Qiang Liang's face, driving his head into the hard cobblestone ground.

Qiang Liang's body was strong enough to rival alloy steel plates.

But under such inhumane beating, he couldn't resist any longer.

Qiang Liang widened his eyes, filled with endless fear and despair.

After that round of critical hits, Qiang Liang was already certain.

No matter what, he couldn't possibly be a match for this person.

He was like an insurmountable mountain, rising from the ground, impossible to cross.

"I lost, spare me..."

Qiang Liang's throat emitted a hoarse plea for mercy.

Before this, he never imagined such a humiliating voice would come from his mouth.

Yang Fei looked at him indifferently and said coldly.

"Hand over the Crystal Skull, and I'll spare your life, but your cultivation, I will abolish it."

"What, you want to abolish my Blood Fiend Body?"

Qiang Liang's body trembled, his eyes defiantly looking at Yang Fei.

"Then you might as well kill me!"

Saying this, his face was filled with fierce determination.

"I have already achieved Vajra Indestructible Body, you can hurt me, but you dreaming of killing me!"

Yang Fei chuckled: "You think, I can't destroy you?"

Saying this, a bright yellow flame suddenly appeared between his fingers.

That flame bore no intent of destruction, vibrant and warm, full of the breath of life.

However, seeing that flame, Qiang Liang acted as if he had seen a ghost.

The power he cultivated was one of death, while the Phoenix Mysterious Fire was the Power of Rebirth, precisely Qiang Liang's nemesis.

Though Qiang Liang had achieved the Vajra Indestructible Body, he was absolutely sure.

This tiny flame could turn him to ashes, with no chance for his soul to escape.

"Stop… I yield, I'll hand over the Crystal Skull immediately, just spare me."

Qiang Liang completely caved.

When life is threatened, no matter how powerful a person is, they will feel fear.

Yang Fei chuckled, the bright yellow flame between his fingers burning quietly.

Yet, the heat it emitted made Qiang Liang feel utterly uncomfortable.

In fact, not only Qiang Liang felt uncomfortable, but all the Yanfu Sect disciples who cultivated Yin Spirit Power also felt uneasy.

Their divine skills are derived from Yin Spirit Power, but the Phoenix Mysterious Fire is precisely the nemesis of Yin Spirit Power.

This feeling was like frogs encountering snakes or sheep facing wolves, extremely terrifying.

Yang Fei released Qiang Liang.

Qiang Liang barely supported himself as he climbed up from the ground, shaking as he walked towards the Blood Fiend Gate.

Yang Fei stood behind Qiang Liang, like a silent pine tree.

Yet, anyone who looked at him showed expressions filled with fear.

Before long, Qiang Liang returned shakily, carefully holding a black box.

From within the black box, Yang Fei suddenly sensed a fierce ominous aura.

The Turtle Extreme in his body rotated, issuing a subtle warning.

Yang Fei was startled, glancing at Qiang Liang, whose numb face showed no expression.

Not far away, the previously irreconcilable Underworld and Heavenly Mysterious Taoist had somehow gathered together.

Among them, four or five experts were intentionally or unintentionally surrounding Susu and Master Huang.

Yang Fei laughed coldly in his heart.

It seemed that the three major factions had temporarily united for the Crystal Skull, preparing for a life-and-death battle with him.

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