Chapter 2253: Pushing the Sky with One Palm

After his revenge, he had all the fame and fortune he had ever wanted, but it was still far from enough.

He wanted to leave an indelible mark on the name Yang Huang in the history of the God Realm. Of the four great God Emperors, only one person needed to stand at the top, and that was Yang Huang!

In addition, he wanted to get the woman he wanted most in his life.

The Hongmen Banquet that shocked the entire God Realm was, on the surface, a trap set to kill Yang Fan in accordance with the orders of the ancient Shenxu family, but secretly, he was trying to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

He knew that with Yang Fan's strength, if he really broke out in a desperate situation, he could at least take away any one of the four God Emperors.

At the same time, he was also looking forward to Yang Fan giving up Qing Cheng at the real moment of life and death, so that he would have the opportunity to take Qing Cheng's body and mind into his arms.

It can be said that he killed two birds with one stone.

However, Yang Huang did not expect that when he was besieged, Yang Fan was greatly constrained and did not give up protecting Qing Cheng until he died in battle.

And Qing Cheng was willing to give up his life and go to the underworld with Yang Fan.

In the end, he watched Yang Fan and Qing Cheng being destroyed by the combined attack of the four great God Emperors, but he did not feel any joy. Instead, he felt empty in his heart, as if he had lost miserably.

However, he had been with Yang Fan for more than a year, and he had a premonition that he did not even believe himself. Yang Fan would not die so easily, and he might come back in an incredible way at any time.

As a result, Yang Fan really came back, and under such circumstances, meeting each other meant life and death.

For him, death was not terrible, because he had obtained everything he had never dared to hope for, and if he died at the hands of Yang Fan, it would be a cycle of cause and effect.

However, he could not accept that he died at the hands of Yang Fan, who was only in the Ascension Stage, and died under the "Eternal Life Fist" that was everywhere.

Once he died in such a humiliating way, the name of Yanghuang God that he had spent countless energy to build would collapse overnight and turn into nothing. This was something that Yanghuang God Emperor could not accept in any way.

Yang Huang did not suspect that Yang Fan was lying to him. If the latter said that he was in the Ascension Stage, then he must be in the Ascension Stage.

As for why Yang Fan was able to kill a clone of the Dragon Extreme God Emperor with the Ascension Stage cultivation and take away his "Hanging Sky Bell", there must be another reason.

Yang Fan has never been a person who can judge the bottom line of his strength by his cultivation level. Even when he stood at the current height and looked back on the past, the Yang Huang God Emperor still felt that this person was full of fog and unfathomable.

Looking at the distorted face of the Yang Huang God Emperor, Yang Fan said faintly: "Don't worry, after you die, the image of you being killed by the "Eternal Life Fist" will soon spread throughout the God Realm."

Hearing this, the Yang Huang God Emperor calmed down a lot, because this was the Yang Fan he knew. When dealing with enemies, he always smeared shit on the soles of his shoes before stepping on them to death.

When he saw Yang Fan treating other people in a similar way before, he only felt happy, but he didn't expect that one day it would happen to him.

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"Then let me see how powerful you are now."

Yanghuang God Emperor said coldly.

Yang Fan did not say anything and attacked directly.

Not long ago, when he knew that Yanghuang God Emperor was behind the Hongmen Banquet, Yang Fan had already decided to use the "Eternal Life Fist" to settle their grievances.

Now it's time.

At this moment, Yang Fan's head was like a thousand pounds, his neck was like a tree, his shoulders were as strong as iron, his front hand was like pushing a stone pillar, his back hand was like pulling a horse, and his front foot stepped out, like a thousand pounds of stone pressing, the style is called...

Push the sky with one palm!