150: Strong suppression

Seeing this, the Brawny Man showed no fear; instead, he grew more excited, appearing eager to try.

"Sky-Shattering Punch!"

He roared, and a similarly massive golden fist-print condensed in his hand, rising from below.

The punch and palm slowly collided in the astonished gazes of the crowd, dispelling all the clouds and tearing open countless dense cracks in space.

Such a commotion had already attracted the attention of the powerhouses within the Immortal Demon Sect.

From among the palace complex, three figures emerged one after another, each with an aura no weaker than the Brawny Man's, only stronger.

They stood side by side, gazing into the distance, and one figure, radiating demonic energy, chuckled, "Who is Old Ten fighting with?"

A young man in white shook his head and replied, "This guy is just a battle maniac; it's perfectly normal for him to fight someone."

"Judging by the opponent's attire, it should be someone from the so-called Dark Alliance."

The last figure, a scholarly-looking Middle-aged man, pondered for a moment before speaking slowly.

"Oh?"

"People from the Dark Alliance, aren't they a notorious bunch of rats?"

The first figure to speak, whose demonic energy surged, sneered.

From his attitude, he held the Dark Alliance in great contempt.

"Whatever, with Old Ten acting, it's either death or severe injury. If he killed him, he killed him."

The white-clad youth spoke calmly.

The scholarly Middle-aged man merely smiled and said nothing more. In his eyes, the Dark Alliance members were all rats in the shadows, not worth mentioning... "Old man, die for me!"

The Brawny Man continuously unleashed terrifying fist-prints, like raindrops, blasting towards his opponent.

"Damn it!"

Elder Xuan was furious. The opponent seemed to have inexhaustible strength, completely suppressing him, leaving him only able to parry frantically.

However, a hint of unease subtly arose in his heart. If this continued, defeat was inevitable.

Bang.

After a dull thud, Elder Xuan was violently sent flying tens of thousands of feet, a trace of blood spilling from his lips.

The opponent's strength exceeded his expectations, significantly stronger than him, probably only a step away from the true Saint Realm.

His thoughts raced, and he suddenly gritted his teeth, his aura abruptly soaring, his eyes blood red.

"Oh, old man, are you going all out now?"

A brilliant smile spread across the Brawny Man's face, seemingly very satisfied with this battle.

Elder Xuan's figure flickered, and a blood-colored scythe appeared in his hand. He swung out several blade-lights, tearing through the void, leaving no place for him to hide.

Most of the Dark Alliance members used scythe-like weapons, like reapers lurking in the world, ready to harvest all living beings at any moment.

The blade-lights formed a triangular formation, enveloping and locking onto the Brawny Man's figure, leaving him no choice but to endure.

"Good!"

The Brawny Man advanced instead of retreating, slightly raising his thick arm and smashing it against space with a resounding thud.

The struck space immediately shattered into nothingness, revealing a dark, gaping hole.

The three blade-lights were immediately sucked into it, vanishing without a trace, devoured by it.

He was using the internal space of the shattered void for defense, which was a bit clever.

Elder Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly. It seemed the opponent was not as crude as he had imagined, even a bit cunning.

"How about it, do you understand the gap between us?"

"However, even if you beg for mercy now, I won't let you go."

"My Immortal Demon Sect has no precedent for being soft-hearted and letting a tiger return to the mountains!"

The Brawny Man crossed his arms, looking relaxed.

"Since that's the case, then let's decide the victor in one move!"

Elder Xuan knew that the secret art he was using couldn't last long, so he had to finish the battle quickly. He immediately said coldly.

"As you wish!"

The Brawny Man lowered his arms, showing a rare serious expression.

He verbally attacked his opponent, but in his heart, he had no intention of underestimating him.

Elder Xuan closed his eyes, and black mist permeated his body, continuously dispersing, finally condensing into a phantom of a scythe above his head.

It appeared blurry, but the killing intent it contained was even greater than the scythe in his hand.

This attack consumed all the remaining spiritual power in his body. If he failed, the outcome was unimaginable.

"Spirit of the Scythe, Extinguish All Beings!"

After he murmured, the scythe phantom above his head began to tremble. A flash of light, with lightning speed, cut through space and slashed down.

"Desolate Heaven Battle Art, One Punch to Slay Evil, Shake Heaven and Earth!"

The Brawny Man roared, golden light swirling around his hand, and an intent to destroy heaven and earth emanated from it.

With a bang.

It swept away the space in front, piercing through it.

The scythe phantom and the golden fist-print collided. After only a few breaths of time, it retreated steadily.

"Roar!"

Elder Xuan let out a low growl, his face flushed, injecting all his remaining spiritual power into it.

But in the end, he was still defeated. As his body felt empty, his figure began to sway.

The Spirit of the Scythe immediately stalled, shattered by the golden fist-print, turning into nothingness.

Elder Xuan spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his aura weakened, plummeting to rock bottom.

He stumbled a few times before gradually steadying himself, his eyes fixed on his opponent, a surge of resentment rising within him.

For him, this trip was originally to seek cooperation, something beneficial to both parties.

Yet, he was repeatedly humiliated by the opponent, holding a belly full of anger, but in the end, he still lost.

The Brawny Man let out a light breath, grinning, "Although the Dark Alliance are not good people, their strength is not bad."

"You!"

His words immediately made Elder Xuan's blood rush, almost making him spit out old blood.

Killing someone's spirit!

He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, and then said, "Immortal Demon Sect, you are very good. I remember this grudge!"

With that, he was about to turn and leave with the Dark Alliance group.

"You think you can just run after putting on a show?"

"There's no such logic. Today, none of you will leave!"

The Brawny Man said in a serious tone, filled with killing intent.

Hearing this, a trace of disbelief flashed in Elder Xuan's eyes, and he angrily said, "Do you want to be irreconcilable with my Dark Alliance?"

Those Dark Alliance powerhouses who accompanied him were all terrified in their hearts.

They originally thought this trip was just to make a show, but they didn't expect it to be a funeral!

"You just realized that?"

"Others might fear your Dark Alliance, but my Immortal Demon Sect does not."

"In our eyes, you are just a bunch of conceited clowns!"

The Brawny Man showed no respect to his opponent, directly declaring their death sentence.

Cough, cough!

Elder Xuan, who began to cough from anger, finally understood the opponent's resolve.

But how could he so easily accept his fate? He pulled out a black crystal emitting evil energy from his 懷.

"If you want to kill me, first ask if my Dark Alliance Leader agrees!"

Elder Xuan's face was ashen, and as he spoke, he crushed the crystal in his hand.

The Brawny Man's expression changed slightly upon seeing this. Was the opponent calling for backup?

However, he wasn't overly worried, as the Immortal Demon Sect was right behind him, and their strength was his confidence.

A black glow emerged from the shattered crystal, black mist billowed, ghostly light shone, and finally, a phantom formed.

Its face was indistinct, and a terrifying aura swept across heaven and earth, a majestic and resounding voice echoing: "Immortal Demon Sect is being a bit too bullying!"