shed with a flick of the wrist..."Master... Master of the Divine Martial Sect! Are you sure he needs protection from our Divine Martial Sect"Cai Kun subconsciously asked.Feng Lingxiao's lips trembled,..."Boom!"

As if a mountain of ten thousand jun fell, the rolling rhythm of the Dao swept in, shattering the surrounding void.

Even from tens of thousands of miles away, the many cultivators watching still felt a terrifying sense of oppression, which made them erupt directly.

This is too scary.

The former king has descended, even if he lowers his cultivation, a casual clap of his hand possesses earth-shattering power, beyond what ordinary people can bear.

Lin Feng's face was grave.

He is very cautious.

This is a very terrifying strongman, one must treat him with all their strength and cannot be careless in the slightest.

"Fist of the Gods"

Lin Feng fully activated the Divine Demon Art, his whole body radiating golden light. His blood, bones, and skin all turned gold. Then, he swung his fists back at Wang Teng's hand.

"Bang"

The fist and palm collided in an instant, producing a deafening roar. The resulting shockwave swept outwards, causing the surrounding area to collapse and shatter the void itself.

Next second

"Boom!"

Wang Tengwei's towering figure was blasted out directly, crashing heavily onto a glacier. He pulverized the thousands of meters high glacier, scattering ice shards everywhere like steel needles, leaving the frozen ground riddled with holes.

Looking back at Lam Fung,

but only retreated one step.

This scene stunned everyone present.

"Damn it!"

Silly Dragon subconsciously cursed in his native language, his face filled with shock.

At the same time,

The five senior brothers, Xuan Yuan Zhi Ruo, Mo Li, Wu Feng, the little uncle and others were all dumbfounded, thinking they were dreaming.

It was originally thought to be a battle of equals, but unexpectedly, just after the first strike, Wang Teng, who was said to possess the talent of a fairy, was blown away by Lin Feng.

This moment.

All the onlookers looked bewildered.

If one hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would believe that someone could fight Wang Teng to a standstill and send him flying with a single punch.

Who is Wang Teng

That was the king who dominated ancient times, the absolute ruler of the Wang family, a super force in the spiritual realm. It was the nightmare of countless old monsters.

Lin Feng's body was enveloped in holy radiance, his natal sword transforming into millions of sword shadows that hovered around him. They looked like heavenly waterfalls hanging upside down, radiating a powerful aura.

Just now he decided to fight with all his might, so when he punched out with both fists, he immediately summoned his natal sword and was ready to die.

Now

What is going on

"Bang"

The earth shook for a moment.

Wang Teng shot out from the ruins. Although he was unharmed at this moment, his black hair was disheveled, and his fine clothes were wrinkled with several creases, covered in the dust of the world.

His eyes flashed coldly, staring fixedly at Lin Feng, as if thinking about something.

Unstoppable, unhindered.

That blow,

He felt an unprecedented sense of pressure, which caught him off guard.

He had already looked upon the young man before him with high esteem, but he still underestimated him by three points.

Although he was quite embarrassed just now, he is such a person who has almost severed his worldly seven emotions and six desires. There is no trace of emotional change on his face, only boundless coldness.

"

Boom boom boom

"

Abruptly,

Millions of strands of multicolored divine light erupted from within the heavens and earth. Each strand contained terrifying energy, and finally, all these multicolored divine lights dissolved into Wang Teng's majestic body.

"Could this be the Five-Colored Divine Technique"

Someone in the audience exclaimed.

My ancestral master during the Heda era once comprehended a supreme holy art called the Five Colors Divine Technique. This technique originated from the Five Colors Divine Mountain, representing the five terrifying paths of heaven and earth: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. By imbuing oneself with these five heavenly and earthly paths, one's combat power is enhanced.

Wang Kun arrogantly explained that he wanted to regain the face he had just lost.

As soon as these words were uttered.

The suspicion in everyone's eyes gradually dissipated.

This is the way a peerless expert should act.

Wang Teng is indeed a remarkable talent with the potential to ascend to immortality. He's truly exceptional.

“This is Wang-daren's true strength. He must have underestimated his opponent just now, thus suffering a hidden loss. Now he's finally starting to exert his full power.”

"Too terrible! Facing this attack, can Lin Feng withstand it Could the young supreme Lin Feng be about to fall"

A group of people exclaimed in horror.

"Here's to you, on your way"

Wang Teng uttered a four-word mantra, and his hand once again pressed down towards Lin Feng. This time it was indeed much more terrifying. The five-colored divine light represented the five great principles of heaven and earth, all contained within his palm.

Lin Feng felt tremendous pressure.

His expression was grave, without the slightest hesitation, he directly activated his natal sword and unleashed a powerful sword technique – One Sword Breaks the Firmament.

"Whoosh"

A ray of sword light pierced the sky, severing all laws and possessing an aura that could cleave through anything. It collided violently with Wang Teng's five-colored divine light.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there were thunderclaps rolling across the heavens and earth, with dark clouds gathering.

A celestial eye opened in the clouds, emanating an awe-inspiring aura. It seemed as if some terrible terror was about to emerge from within its depths.

This is not an illusion,

But it was a vision produced by the two clashing.

Throughout history, only when prodigies who have reached the pinnacle of their respective realms clash can a natural anomaly occur, giving rise to the blossoming of the Great Dao; thunderclouds gather and roll.

"Puf!"

A few drops of golden blood fell in mid-air.

The blood flowed from Wang Teng's palm, imbued with sacred power and emitting a faint fragrance. It was like an ancient divine elixir, the very essence of a strong warrior.

Even ordinary blood is a priceless treasure for ordinary cultivators, as it can help them temper their bodies and improve their cultivation.

"

" thud "

"

Wang Teng cried out in pain, and Wei'an's towering figure retreated a step in the sky.

He lowered his head to look at his palm. A sword mark was clearly visible, cutting through the lines of his palm and oozing out a few drops of misty blood. but burst into laughter:"Hahaha, the Nascent Soul mid-stage Are you humans here to make a joke You've sent out a mere Nascent Soul mid-stage Karami""Damn! What kind of monsters are these In a place w...