C816 Who would dare to come out and fight him?

Who would dare to step forward and fight it out?

"From the looks of your cultivation, which sect are you from?" Didn't your sect's sect master teach you to be polite and respectful to a senior with such profound strength? " The military official raised his voice by seven to eight degrees.

Everyone was glaring at him!

Zhang Dongcheng said indifferently: In my eyes, you aren't even worthy of being my disciple, do I need to be courteous and respectful to you?

Hearing this, the military official was infuriated as he cursed loudly, "You brat!"

Raising his hand, the Martial Officer could not help but want to smack the arrogant Zhang Dongcheng to death with a palm. However, he endured it for a long time and endured it.

Zhang Dongcheng's cultivation was too low, killing him would be a piece of cake, but if word of it were to spread, it would affect the reputation of the Demon Moon Family.

Zhang Dongcheng watched on coldly, not taking a step back.

This fellow's luck was not bad, he did not step onto the road of death.

"Good!" You have balls! If you have the ability, then tell me the seventy-two flaws of Tyrant Fist. Let me see whether you are lying or lying! "

The military officer scolded in all directions, "If you are lying, I don't mind borrowing your head!"

A large group of people looked at Zhang Dongcheng angrily. Yao Yuebeisheng also stood there feeling helpless, staring at Zhang Dongcheng with his mouth agape, unable to even speak.

"The Dao cannot be transmitted so easily. Who are you? What qualifications do you have to do so? "

"Is a mere military official like you worthy of me preaching?"

Zhang Dongcheng remained indifferent, looking at the Martial Officer in front of him with disdain, not even giving him a single glance.

Hearing this, everyone was in an uproar. Everyone was dumbfounded!

What the heck, this fellow is really going to carry on with his act until the end.

Looking at the calm and composed Zhang Dongcheng, everyone was in a daze and speechless to the extreme.

Hearing Zhang Dongcheng's words, the Martial Officer felt that his mind was in a mess. A wave of anger rose up from his heart and rushed to the top of his head.

An ominous glint appeared in his eyes as his aura exploded. The military officer suddenly raised his palm and roared, "Kid, are you courting death? "I …"

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Zhang Dongcheng said calmly, "With Yao Yuebeisheng here, who would dare to step out and fight him with a Tyrant Fist?"

Competing with a Tyrant Fist?

Damn, this trash, Yao Yuebeisheng, who's at the 1-star Human Realm, dares to fight a Tyrant Fist against us group of experts at the Postnatal Realm?

F * * k, a single punch turning him into minced meat is light!

The most likely outcome was that he would be crushed to death with a single punch, leaving not even the slightest bit of dregs behind!

Everyone looked at Zhang Dongcheng as if they were looking at an idiot, their faces full of disdain.

Yao Yuebeisheng also had an expression that made him want to cry, as he looked at Zhang Dongcheng speechlessly.

Zhang Dongcheng said that he was fighting with a Tyrant Fist, how was he going to fight, how was he going to fight, how was he going to fight, his life would be gone with a single punch!

The difference between a human realm and a Earth practitioner could be measured by hundreds to thousands of times, but it was still difficult to measure!

He originally had a trash status in the Demon Moon Family. Now that he was harmed by Zhang Dongcheng, he wouldn't even have the chance to raise his head and act like a human being anymore.

As for the martial official, he was also furious. He was enraged by the arrogant and despotic Zhang Dongcheng in front of him, and felt like stars were shining in his eyes. He could only feel the stifling feeling in his chest and did not even need to sleep tonight.

"Ha ha-ha ha-ha ha, good! Let's see what a boastful brat like you is capable of! "

The military official looked at the sky and laughed: "Don't say that I am bullying you! Somebody, go get my son!"

The son of the martial official named Yao Yue Yuanyang, who had awakened his martial power at the age of three, had trained hard for thirty years in the Nine Star War God, and had finally entered the Earth realm to become a one star warrior. Everyone said that it was a miracle, and the martial official was very proud of it.

Although the starting point was low, it was still enough to enter the Earth. It was a hundred times stronger than someone like Yao Yuebeisheng.

It was as the Martial Officer had said, the 1-star precelestial stage would not take advantage of Zhang Dongcheng at all.

Soon, a middle-aged man who looked like he was in his thirties came over. He cupped his hands and said to the military officer: "Father, what orders do you have for me to call my son over?"

"This brat is boasting shamelessly. He said that Tyrant Fist has 72 flaws and even said that he wants Yao Yuebeisheng to fight with someone else. "Why don't you do it and let this kid have a good brain!"

When Demon Moon Yuan Yang heard this, his face was filled with disdain, and he said coldly: "Yao Yuebeisheng and I will fight with a Tyrant Fist? Isn't he afraid of being beaten to death by me? "

"Hehe, the one who might die is you," Zhang Dongcheng said indifferently.

"Arrogant!" Yao Yue Yuan Yang was enraged, and scolded loudly: "Good! Then let's fight it out. Whoever dies will be unlucky! "

"As you wish!" Zhang Dongcheng did not even bother with Yao Yue Yuanyang, he only stood in front of Yao Yuebeisheng and looked at him while laughing bitterly.

"Believe me, you can. A miracle will happen tonight! "

Zhang Dongcheng said indifferently, as he pointed at Yao Yuebeisheng's forehead!

"Boom!"

In Yao Yuebeisheng's mind, it was as if countless lightning bolts had exploded, and countless lightning bolts had pierced through the sky. The seventy-two flaws of Tyrant Fist were revealed one by one, and they were even given the correct fighting style.

Stunned, Yao Yuebeisheng watched as Zhang Dongcheng retracted his hands and stood with them behind his back. Yao Yuebeisheng was completely dumbfounded, his entire body was trembling with excitement!

"Go, let me see the true might of this Tyrant Fist!" Zhang Dongcheng said indifferently, and slowly walked to the side.

Over a hundred people gathered at the side, watching the confrontation between Yao Yuebeisheng and Demon Moon Yuan Yang.

Demon Moon Yuan Yang's face was proud as he said coldly, "Yao Yuebeisheng, you only have one life, you better think about it carefully! Fighting against me is no different from courting death! "

Yao Yuebeisheng kept silent and only showed the starting position of his Tyrant Fist. His body also suddenly exploded with the aura of a one star war god.

This was the attitude of someone risking his or her life!

Looking at Yao Yuebeisheng, everyone around him looked like they were looking at a dead person, and shook their heads continuously.

"Hehe, since you want to die, I can only help you!"

Demon Moon Primordial Yang shook suddenly, and the terrifying aura of a one star postcelestial surged, instantly suppressing Yao Yuebeisheng's aura, and then suddenly punching out!

"Boom!"

He punched out, and an ancient hegemon-like phantom appeared behind him. It was almost 10 feet tall, and the tip of the fist tore through space, causing the space barrier to creak as it went berserk!

In that instant, Yao Yuebeisheng also suddenly punched out. Anyone could tell that he was using a Tyrant Fist, but they could still feel that there was something different about it!

"Rumble!"

The image of an Overlord suddenly exploded behind Yao Yuebeisheng, but it was at least twice the height of Demon Moon Essence Yang's Overlord's image. The intense force of the fist caused countless tiny cracks to appear in the air, and spread outwards with cracking sounds.