C817 The Master Zhang was a miracle!

In that instant, all the spirit energy of heaven and earth in the entire space seemed to have been completely absorbed by Yao Yuebeisheng's fist, and everything within three hundred meters with him as the center was completely emptied!

Within these 1000 feet, dozens of trees, a fake mountain that was 70 to 80 feet high, and a pavilion, in the eyes of everyone, suddenly exploded. It was as if a domineering aura swept through everything, unstoppable and unstoppable!

"What!"

Yao Yue Yuan Yang turned pale with fright. A trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but he had no way of stopping it. He could only watch the two fists collide in front of him!

"Boom!"

"Bam!"

"AHH!"

The fist collided, and the sound was deafening. The entire shadow of the Overlord behind Yao Yue Yuan Yang exploded, turning into nothingness, and with a scream, his entire arm exploded, flying through the air, blood spewing from his mouth!

"Rumble!"

Falling to the ground, Demon Moon Yuan Yang landed on his back, shattering the ground that he had come into contact with and causing it to cave in. The solid rock on the ground burst and flew everywhere, creating a huge crater that was more than half a foot deep!

The remaining shockwaves spread out like a surging tide. A few weak fellows were extremely unlucky, and were sent flying. They fell with bloody noses and swollen faces, and their heads were bleeding!

What?

What happened!?

Everyone was at a loss for what to do. Seeing Yao Yuebeisheng's fist send Yao Yueyuanhua, who was an entire realm higher than him, flying, all they felt was as if they were dreaming!

[How the hell is this possible!]

What the f * * k!

What Yao Yuebeisheng had unleashed, was also his Tyrant Fist. Everyone had practiced it before and knew it well, but these Tyrant Fists that were slightly different were incomparably wild, and stronger than what they could unleash by a hundred to a thousand times!

No, no!

It was more than a hundred times a thousand times!

He was ten thousand times stronger!

Everyone had their eyes wide open, they did not care about the danger of their eyeballs falling to the ground, and only stared at Yao Yuebeisheng who was called a trash. All of their faces were stunned, and they were shocked speechless!

"This, this!?"

Everyone present was stunned on the spot, as if they had been struck by lightning. The martial official was completely dumbfounded. He suddenly started trembling as if he had an epilepsy and looked at his son who had been sent flying with a single punch.

"How is this possible!?" A Demon Moon martial artist was at a loss. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Yao Yuebeisheng was the trash of a One Star Warlord, how could he send a earth realm expert of the One Star Houtian realm flying with a single punch?

Without any assistance from any medicinal pills, without any external help, he used a different tyrannical punch to send Demon Moon Yuan Yang flying!

This was f * cking unbelievable!

This martial artist was in a daze and only felt that his three views had collapsed. He never thought that there would be such a thing in the world.

"Could it be that what that little brat said is true? Did he see through the seventy-two flaws in Tyrant Fist?" Some people looked at Zhang Dongcheng like he was a wooden chicken, and only felt that his figure seemed to be growing larger and larger, to the point that he could only look up and worship him.

"What? This fellow is a master teacher! A master teacher that can make people revere him!" Someone hurriedly scolded him. The disdainful expression on his face was replaced with a fawning one.

"This is a miracle, a miracle!" Many people were muttering to themselves in their hearts. They were so shocked that they couldn't extricate themselves from it.

Yao Yuebeisheng, who had sent his Earth flying with a punch, was also completely stunned. He stood there in a daze, looking at the bloodied, unconscious Yao Yue Yuan Yang with a face full of disbelief.

"Did I hit him and send him flying?" Yao Yuebeisheng was completely stunned.

This was a f * cking miracle!

Aside from the thundering sound in his head, Yao Yuebeisheng's mind was completely blank!

Everyone had lost their spirits and the entire arena was deathly silent.

"Yao Yuebeisheng, you said that there is no miracle in this world? But now, aren't you a miracle yourself?"

In the night sky, only Zhang Dongcheng's voice could be heard along with the night wind. It was as though it had come from the highest heavens, causing people to wake from their stupor and be convinced by his words.

Yao Yuebeisheng knelt on the ground, and suddenly kowtowed to the direction Zhang Dongcheng left in, and said loudly: "I beg Master Zhang to take me in, I beg Master Zhang to be my disciple!"

A miracle?

Zhang Dongcheng was a miracle!

If one followed him, a miracle would happen along the way.

In Yao Yuebeisheng's heart, he was incomparably sure of this.

When these words came out, Yao Yuebeisheng's side knelt down to the large row of practitioners, all of them tearing their hearts out, desperately kowtowing and shouting: "I beg Master Zhang to take me as your disciple, I beg Master Zhang!"

No one present was dumb, who could not see through Zhang Dongcheng?

If you want to kneel down together, if you want to acknowledge someone as your teacher, let's acknowledge each other as our teacher!

Yao Yuebeisheng looked at the bunch of fellows kneeling beside him, and was speechless.

As for the military official, he looked at his bloodied son and stood there blankly. He racked his brains thinking about the 72 flaws of Tyrant Fist, but he could not think of one. He even forgot to stop the bleeding and treat his son's wounds!

"Dad, your son is about to die. What are you still staring at? F * ck me!"

Only an incomparably resounding and miserable wail resounded in the sky above the Demon Moon Hall, causing many of the birds that were sleeping to suddenly wake up. They fluttered their wings as they flew in all directions, fleeing in all directions.

Yao Yueqianxue sat in her room alone. Looking at the faint light emitted by Demon Moon Profound Blade high up in the sky, her heart was beating wildly like a little deer, and she couldn't calm down no matter what.

Zhang Dongcheng wanted to help big brother Yao Yuebeisheng see how miracles happened. Honestly speaking, she believed without a doubt in his words, as if Zhang Dongcheng's words were an imperial decree, and it was as easy as flipping his palm.

What she wanted to do was to wait inside the room for Zhang Dongcheng to come over, as if he was the emperor's concubine. She could only wait, her heart filled with anxiety, joy, or hesitation.

Her encounter with Zhang Dongcheng had completely exceeded Yao Yueqianxue's imagination. On that night of great ups and downs, those whip after whip of violent and gentle hands, completely destroyed her modesty and psychological defenses, and overturned them.

However, in front of Zhang Dongcheng, she was in a state of panic, and there was no way he could face it. The entanglement in her heart caused this eighteen or nineteen year old girl to completely lose his usual calm, as if an iceberg had collapsed in front of Zhang Dongcheng, revealing the softest part of her heart.

Thinking back to how she looked that night, it was so dubious. On Yao Yueqianxue's face, there was a fire burning.

Yao Yueqianxue was very clear about her temptation. It was to be the most beautiful at your age and your most attractive body.