Seeing this, Shi Bukong's expression grew grave to the extreme. He suddenly let out a thunderous roar, golden light surging across his body as he pushed the Golden Bell Shield to its limit. His whole body transformed into a golden arhat as he charged fiercely toward Yan Shuangfei.
His fists beat like war drums, carrying the force of a thousand jun, smashing toward Yan Shuangfei's vital points.
"Vajra Subduing Demon Fist!"
His fist wind howled, compressing the surrounding air until it erupted with explosive cracks.
Yan Shuangfei's gaze sharpened. He no longer held back, and the power of the Martial Emperor within him erupted in full. A massive phantom vaguely appeared around him, towering between heaven and earth. When it threw a punch, it actually stirred a celestial phenomenon.
The clouds in the sky churned ever more violently. Lightning flashed and thunder roared, violet bolts tearing through the heavens as peals of thunder shook the earth itself.
Yan Shuangfei's and Shi Bukong's fists collided in midair.
"Clang!"
The sound of metal striking metal rang through the universe.
Shi Bukong only felt an irresistible force surge toward him like a tsunami. His prized Golden Bell Shield shattered inch by inch beneath that punch, its golden light dispersing.
His body suffered a devastating blow, his bones breaking throughout as blood sprayed wildly from his mouth.
Yan Shuangfei took a step forward, seized Shi Bukong by the throat with his right hand, and squeezed hard.
"Crack!"
The sound of breaking bones rang out. Shi Bukong's head drooped limply, and his life force was completely extinguished.
Yan Shuangfei casually tossed his corpse to the ground and raised his eyes toward the horizon.
At that moment, the gale grew fiercer, dark clouds blanketed the sky, lightning flashed and thunder boomed, and torrential rain poured down,