Fist

Seeing Qin Tian in midair, Xiao Ming shook his head to get rid of his surprised reaction.

Of course, he couldn't retreat now. Plus, he wasn't afraid because his cultivation was basically one realm above Qin Tian's.

"Boy, you're a thief of our clan's treasures, now dare to attack us, there's no forgiveness for you, today I'll punish you," he said, still trying to act like he was a righteous man.

After that, he flicked his fan, creating wind under his feet and flying towards Qin Tian.

It was his advantage that he could fly despite not being a Spiritual Master yet.

"Hmph!" He created ten spears of wind then sent them towards Qin Tian.

The latter responded by creating ten ice spears, sending each of them towards each of those wind spears.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Those wind spears might be sharp, but they were hollow objects, unlike those ice spears which were solid objects.

When they met, those ice spears easily pierced through those wind spears before continuing towards Xiao Ming whose eyes were wide open in shock.

Of course, everyone knew that ice would win over wind if they met.

However, that was only in the case of equal levels of strength.

Between Qin Tian and Xiao Ming was a difference of one cultivation realm. It was such a vast difference that a grain of sand from Xiao Ming should be stronger than a steel sword from Qin Tian.

Unfortunately, what people saw was as if Qin Tian had the same cultivation as Xiao Ming.

Caught off guard because he had previously thought that he would definitely win, Xiao Ming failed to dodge those spears.

They hit his body while he created an energy shield to protect him. However, it wasn't strong enough because there was no preparation when he activated it.

Whoosh!

In the end, he was pushed by the ice spears until he crashed into a building.

The building immediately collapsed, burying his body underneath.

"How dare you little thief..." The other Xiao Clan members couldn't accept that fact, they became furious.

One by one they then jumped towards Qin Tian.

Unfortunately, there was a large distance between them and Xiao Ming. In fact, Xiao Li was the second strongest.

Qin Tian pointed his hand at them, creating a five-meter-high water wave that then crashed down on them.

They couldn't dodge, and when anyone wanted to jump, they found the water around them frozen into ice.

"So powerful..." People were amazed by the sight.

BANG!

Suddenly, an explosion echoed from the collapsed building, throwing every piece of debris.

Xiao Ming's figure appeared there, but it looked different from before.

There was a dense aura emanating from his body.

It suppressed the air but made things fly.

His eyes became extremely sharp, faintly emitting wind light.

Although his robes were dusty and his appearance was messy, but people who saw him now could not help but think that he was a celestial prince who descended to the mortal world.

"What technique does he want to use, it seems so powerful?" An elder said.

"Boy, you must die," Xiao Ming said in an extremely cold voice.

A large amount of wind shot out from his body, soared into the sky, and then became a giant eagle that was about 10 meters long.

"This is the Sky Wind Eagle, the Xiao Clan's supreme technique, I heard that elders can only master it after reaching peak Spiritual Master, it's unexpected that Xiao Ming has already mastered it with his Senior Spiritual Late Stage cultivation, he is indeed a genius." Someone who had seen the technique said.

Everyone, even Spiritual Masters were worried when they saw that technique. They didn't think they could overcome it so easily.

Unfortunately, it couldn't even cause a ripple in Qin Tian's eyes.

On the other hand, his right fist was clenched tightly while his golden eyes faintly emitted light.

Life-Destroying Fist!

He hadn't fully mastered it yet, but since having cultivation, he had gained a bit of enlightenment.

It was an enlightenment that allowed him to use the technique even if it was only a fraction of his strength.

The reason he had that epiphany, aside from his high talent, was because his bloodline was compatible with the fist technique.

From his parents to his ancestors mastered the fist technique.

Although their understanding did not come down to him, there was a feeling that he was very familiar with it.

That included the Eyes and Wings of Heaven.

Of course, it was already far more than enough to counter Xiao Ming's technique since it was only an insignificant technique compared to that boxing technique.

BANG!

A boundless aura exploded from Qin Tian's fist, electrifying the air within a 20-meter radius.

"What technique is this again?" People were astonished as the effect produced by the aura explosion was more striking than Xiao Ming's technique.

People stared at Qin Tian's fist, finding it surrounded by gold-colored energy that gave an extremely majestic impression. It was as if the fist could destroy any form of life.

Seeing that, Xiao Ming narrowed his eyes, he felt somewhat uncomfortable.

However, there was no way he could retreat.

Together with that wind eagle, he lunged towards Qin Tian.

"Kid, die..." He shouted while the eagle screeched loudly, seeming to want to intimidate Qin Tian.

However, the latter responded by leaping towards him.

The golden light on his fist shone brighter, making some people unable to see it as it was similar to a small sun.

BANG!

Then, an enormous divine word appeared behind Qin Tian, emitting an aura that intimidated every being. Some even wanted to kowtow.

"This, is this divine power?" People were terrified, feeling like they were seeing things that only existed in legends.

"I have no doubt now, he really is a son of Heaven," added another.

When Xiao Ming and the wind eagle arrived in front of him, Qin Tian sent his fist toward them.

The difference in strength was instantly noticeable, only the waves produced by the fists managed to push them back.

BANG!

When the fist struck them, the golden light exploded into an even greater light.

No one could see into that light including Patriarch Lin with his Spiritual King cultivation.

The only thing they could see now was Xiao Ming who was blown away with a mouth full of blood.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

He crashed into one building after another until they collapsed.

His aura became weak and his breath of life seemed to almost disappear.

"My god, how strong." The young people bit their tongues while speaking just so their voices wouldn't be too loud, they were worried about disturbing Qin Tian.

The last one landed on the ground, still looking majestic with his golden light.

His eyes glanced at the divine word that appeared behind him.

It then disappeared as he retracted his aura back into his body.

Despite always living a life filled with miracles, she did not deny that she herself was surprised by him now.

It was a power that reached the point of ridiculousness.

Of course, he had also become more excited, impatient with his future because his bloodline would make it very easy for him to cultivate.