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The expression on his face gradually became grave. Chen Yu could feel an enormous pressure from his body that he had never felt before.

"Brat, you're overestimating yourself, you actually want to take my head in exchange for battle merits with a mere Seventh Stage of the Martial Dao?!" The eyes of the sandbandit's leader, Sha Wu, flashed with a cold light as he swept his gaze across Chen Yu's body.

After saying that, Shawu's face turned sinister as he stared at Chen Yu: "So, just obediently accept your death!"

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, a terrifying power exploded from Shawu's body.

This force directly blew up the desert under his feet.

Dust filled the sky.

Shawu's figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

"Wuwuwu ~"

A burst of rushing wind sounds rang beside Chen Yu's ears.

The shadow of the fist pierced through the dust.

"Yellow Sand Hundred Fighting Fist!"

Sha Wu walked out from the yellow sand, bringing with him a sky full of fist shadows.

All for the sake of killing the enemy in front of him!

"Flowing Cloud Steps!"

ta ta ta … *

Chen Yu's footsteps flashed again and again as he dodged the attack from Sha Wu.

Footwork was the only advantage Chen Yu had in facing off against Shawu.

Although Sha Wu's cultivation level far exceeded Chen Yu's, it was related to the cultivation technique that he was training in, it was a direct confrontation and so he did not train with any special techniques, thus his speed was slower than Chen Yu's by a little.

For a moment, the distance between the two of them widened by a dozen meters.

Just when Sha Wu thought Chen Yu was about to escape, he saw Chen Yu's figure pause.

"Sandstorm!"

Accompanied by Chen Yu's angry shout.

Faintly, a raging stream of air flowed out from his body.

In the blink of an eye, a storm arose within the desert.

A majestic and desolate storm was born on the ground.

"Boundless Sand Storm Fist!"

In the endless desert, the might of Chen Yu's "Infinite Sand Storm Fist" had obviously risen to another level.

Seeing Chen Yu release such a terrifying might, Sha Wu's face became serious for the first time.

Both of his feet were firmly planted on the ground, doing his utmost to stabilize his body, and doing his best to prepare for Chen Yu's punch.

"Big Sandstorm!"

"Boom!"

Dust and sand flew into the sky.

A violent wind rose.

This punch of Chen Yu's contained an indescribably violent aura.

The moment the fist was unleashed, Chen Yu's eyes erupted with an endless killing intent!

Instinctively, Sha Wu felt that this punch from Chen Yu was using all of his strength to kill him.

As the golden light blossomed, Sha Wu also circulated his' Gold Armor Art 'to the extreme.

"Break for me!"

Determination flashed across Sha Wu's eyes.

Going all out?!

Of his "Golden Armor Art", the thing he was least afraid of was a head-on collision.

Sha Wu's expression was frozen as he faced the Sky Shrouding Sandstorm Fist. He also unleashed his strongest attack!

The golden fist that was as though it was materialized, brought out a sharp sound and smashed towards Chen Yu.

The two of them both had a strength of over a thousand jin and refused to give in.

A loud "boom" was heard.

The two fists collided!

The huge recoil caused Chen Yu and Sha Wu to suffer internal injuries.

The only difference was, in order to reduce the force, Shawu took the initiative to take a step back.

However, Chen Yu resisted the recoil with all his might, and not only did he not retreat, he did not stop for even a second, and punched out again!

Blood trickled down the corner of his mouth as Chen Yu suppressed his internal injuries just to seize the opportunity.

The wind began to blow and the clouds began to surge.

This punch was as though Chen Yu had lifted a weight lighter than it was before. The force of the energy around his body became illusory and indistinct.

The violent storm had disappeared, and what replaced it was a sea of fog.

The strong contrast made Sha Wu feel as if he had hit cotton.

The powerful "Golden Armor Art" was instantly discouraged.

At this moment.

"Large Wind and Cloud Palm, Wind Gathering Cloud Movement!"

This move, was the strongest explosive attack out of all of Chen Yu's martial skills!

When the fist and palm collided, Sha Wu instantly felt a huge force coming from his fists. A stunned expression instantly appeared in his eyes.

The arm which could tear apart strange beasts was actually shaken numb by Chen Yu's palm strike, and was immediately forced back by the incoming palm strike.

Shock.

Shawu's astonished eyes instantly turned into an expression of shock.

It was because Chen Yu did not hold back at all with this attack.

It was only at this moment that he suddenly woke up from his stupor. The person in front of him was going to use his advantage to finish the battle!

Just how high was this youth's fighting intuition!?

What Sha Wu didn't know was that before Chen Yu fought with his life on the line, he had already calculated everything.

Chen Yu, who cultivated the thoughts of ten thousand souls to the first stage, had long since been able to split his thoughts into two.

His computation ability was at least twice that of an ordinary person's.

Furthermore, with the power of the Divine King's Will in his body, Chen Yu was able to accurately predict Sha Wu's future response the moment they started fighting.

That was why Chen Yu made such a seemingly crazy move.

The "Large Wind and Cloud Palm" contained the power of the wind and clouds.

With this strike, Chen Yu brought along the Immeasurable Palm to strike Sha Wu's chest.

Both of his arms were blown away, and Shawu was unable to protect the palace.

Chen Yu's palm strike had imprinted onto the left side of Shawu's chest!

"Bam!" A muffled sound rang out.

The golden light around Shawu's body immediately exploded.

"Golden Armor Art" was instantly broken!

Sha Wu also let out a beast like roar as his body staggered and retreated.

A palm print was clearly imprinted on his chest. The wind and clouds, the two types of palm energies penetrated his heart, causing his vital energy and blood to go berserk.

Both of his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a crazed ghost from hell.

The difference in one move caused the eighth level of the Martial Dao, Shawu, to enter a hopeless situation!

However, this was not the end.

The terrifying sound of a storm resounded once again.

This time, Chen Yu was going to completely finish the battle!

A sandstorm filled the sky.

Wind and clouds gathered together.

Wind had perfectly fused with the two Concepts of the Cloud!

"Wind and cloud. Sand Monster Break! "