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Chapter 899 What is a Saint?

 "Click!"

The blazing blue sun, the so-called invincible method, instantly fell apart and was destroyed every inch under Wang Teng's punch.

A powerful burst of power.

"puff!"

Dao Zun Yuxuan's pupils shrank, his face suddenly turned red, and then he couldn't hold it back anymore, he opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, and then a powerful wave of energy rolled and lifted his body away.

"Hoola!"

Wang Teng's figure was completely solidified in the void. On his right fist, the Suzaku Divine Fire was still strong. It contained the terrifying power of rules. The powerful aura surged, making everyone present feel their hearts twitch and be horrified.

"Impossible, this is impossible, he, he, he...he actually suppressed the master?"

The old palace master of Arctic Palace who was watching the battle from a distance was horrified, his eyelids were twitching wildly, and he looked at Wang Teng standing tall in the air in the distance, like a god of fire coming to the world, his eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

If Wang Teng was able to knock Taoist Yuxuan backwards repeatedly with just one punch of his physical body, it was because of Taoist Yuxuan's carelessness.

So now, Dao Zun Yuxuan has clearly used the supreme magical power contained in the Pure Yang Immortal Dharma, but he still can't block Wang Teng's punch.

The powerful force caused it to fly away on the spot. How to explain this?

Could it be that Dao Zun Yuxuan was still careless?

The old palace master, Bai Tushan, the elders, and even the countless Beiji Palace disciples from all over knew that this time, Taoist Yuxuan was not careless!

But Wang Teng's strength is too strong!

This shocked everyone present. They had previously thought that Wang Teng's strength was only infinitely close to that of a strong Saint, but now it seems that it is infinitely close?

His strength has clearly reached the level of a saint!

This is really amazing, shocking, and unbelievable, but now that they have seen it with their own eyes, even if they have ten thousand people who don’t want to believe it,

, but we have to accept this fact.

At this moment, the old palace master couldn't help but feel scared, because if Dao Zun Yuxuan hadn't been born, he would be the one fighting Wang Teng at this moment!

And if it was him... his body suddenly trembled.

The first punch Wang Teng took before was probably able to beat him half to death, right?

As for the punch just now... the old palace master of Arctic Palace deduced it in his mind, and cold sweat suddenly flowed from his forehead.

The result of the deduction in his mind was that Wang Teng's punch just now was enough to knock him to pieces in an instant, and even his ashes could hardly be left behind!

The result of this calculation made his hair stand on end, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body was as cold as head to toe!

At the same time, the old palace master, Bai Tushan and the elders all became anxious. Wang Teng was so powerful. If even Taoist Yuxuan could not suppress him and kill him, then there would be

Who can suppress him?

Is there any chance for their seven major sects to avenge their hatred against this son?

Everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath, hoping that Dao Zun Yuxuan could reverse the situation, show his strongest side, and defeat Wang Teng...



Dao Zun Yuxuan's body flew far away, breaking many mountains, and finally managed to stabilize his body with difficulty.

Wang Teng walked in the air and walked towards Taoist Yuxuan.

Every time he took a step, he appeared thousands of feet away, his figure flickering, as if teleporting, so far away.

"Is this what the so-called saint realm is capable of?"

"You can't even take a punch from me, how can you be called a saint? And you still talk about 'all saints are ants' in front of me?"

Wang Teng looked calm and looked straight ahead at Yu Xuandao who was steadying his body.

Sir, a trace of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He is just a false saint, who has not even understood the great way, and has not yet mastered the power of rules. He even talks about "all saints are ants" in front of him. He is extremely arrogant and arrogant, but even he

He couldn't hold back even one punch, which really made him despise him.

Upon hearing Wang Teng's sarcastic words, Taoist Yuxuan's shocked expression was immediately replaced by anger, and his expression suddenly became gloomy and terrifying.

He tried hard to suppress the blood that was still surging in his body, took a deep breath and coldly snorted: "I did underestimate you. You are indeed as evil as I heard, but you are still in the early stage of the Golden Core Realm."

It’s just his cultivation level, but he actually possesses such powerful strength.”

"But, do you really think that this is the only way this saint can do it?"

"Next, I will let you know what a saint is!"

Angry flames surged in his eyes, and endless killing intent bloomed.

I am a powerful person in the saint realm, but I have a bad start. In my first attack, I have not established my absolute majesty after being promoted to the saint realm, but I am defeated in the hands of Wang Teng. This is really unacceptable.

He calmed down the shock in his heart, and a terrifying aura wave bloomed from him.

Powerful power fluctuations surged wildly like tides, and the aura fluctuations on his body were actually stronger than the previous ones.

"Boom!"

The void swept away circles of ripples, and then continued to crack, and the terrifying aura spread towards Wang Teng!

"Oh? So this is your true strength? Unfortunately, a false saint is just a false saint after all, and it is difficult to compare with a true saint."

Wang Teng was slightly surprised when he felt the rising power fluctuations on his opponent, but then he shook his head, with a trace of disappointment in his eyes.

"You are arrogant!"

After hearing Wang Teng's words and seeing Wang Teng shaking his head with a disappointed look on his face, Taoist Yuxuan suddenly trembled with anger.

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br> He was proud to achieve the realm of saint, but the other party actually said that he was a false saint!

What is a false saint?

The word "fake" is the greatest humiliation to him!

Especially the opponent's disappointed posture, which pressed his majesty to the ground and rubbed it.

There is nothing more irritating than a man who is a dignified Saint Realm being so despised by the other party.

"It's just that I gave you a slight advantage and made you arrogant from now on. Anyway, I will show you my true strength now!"

"kill!"

Dao Zun Yuxuan shouted violently, and the void in front of him was completely annihilated, and then, his figure disappeared directly.

Only an extremely powerful force traveled through the void and rushed towards Wang Teng.

At this moment, Dao Zun Yuxuan was completely enraged. He showed his strongest posture and came towards Wang Teng to kill Wang Teng with endless anger and murderous intention.

The void was pushed away, and a terrifying force rolled towards Wang Teng.

Above the nine heavens, the wind and clouds roared, the terrifying power shook the sky, and terrifying visions appeared.

The disciples of Beiji Palace who were watching the battle, as well as the old palace master, the elders, and the current sect leader Bai Tushan were all trembling and horrified.

The terrifying aura erupted in all directions, covering all directions, and everyone felt like they were dying. There was a feeling of impending disaster. Their bodies were all suppressed by the powerful aura of power, and they were unable to move, as if they had been cast on a body-holding technique.

Completely inoperable.

And they still get along far away from the battlefield.

It is conceivable that Wang Teng, who was in the center of the battlefield, faced with the suppression of this terrible force, how much terrifying force would he have to endure?

Boundless coercion surged from the sweeping terrifying power. It was not only the oppression of the aura of power, but also the majesty.

The power of the saint!


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