The Wusheng True Monarch looked moved, and looked at Wang Teng with surprise in his eyes. He did not expect that the junior in the middle stage of the True Immortal in front of him would be so capable and could receive his palm head-on.
This is incredible.
Because, for a strong person at the Immortal Dao level, a small difference in realm and strength is a huge difference.
With his half-step immortal cultivation, if he were an ordinary mid-level true immortal, he would probably have been turned into a pile of flesh by this palm.
However, Wang Teng acted like a normal person and calmly received his palm without any damage, which was really contrary to common sense.
''A middle-stage True Immortal can actually have such ability to receive a palm from me. Huh, you are indeed quite capable. It seems that your background is not shallow, but I want to see how many palms you can receive from me.
Palm!''
Zhenjun Wusheng snorted coldly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the cold murderous intention bloomed. As soon as he turned his hand, a terrifying aura erupted, and a terrifying palm print covered the sky and the sun, as if he had the whole world in his hands, and directed towards
Wang Teng suppressed it.
This palm's power is obviously more powerful.
Obviously, the previous palm, Wusheng Zhenjun did not use his true intentions. Facing a small mid-level True Immortal, he naturally could not go all out from the beginning. He originally thought that Wang Teng was just an ant and could do whatever he wanted.
It was a crushing kill, so it was just a random swing of the palm.
But at this moment, seeing Wang Teng receiving his palm so lightly, Wusheng Zhenjun was obviously more serious. When this palm was struck, the sky became dark and the earth darkened, and the sun and moon shook and trembled, as if they were about to fall.
The powerful force was overwhelming and oppressing all directions, making Zidian Zhenjun, who had just re-condensed his physical body in the distance, frightened and hurriedly retreated further.
He watched this scene from a distance, and when he saw Wang Teng's tall body under the huge palm print, he couldn't help but feel horrified and uneasy in his heart. He had just surrendered to Wang Teng and put his life in the hands of the other party, but he didn't expect that the other party would suddenly turn around in the blink of an eye.
He was stared at by a half-step immortal and attacked by a half-step immortal.
This made him feel frightened and worried, worried that Wang Teng would be slapped to death by the terrifying palm of Lord Wu Sheng.
When the time comes, I'm afraid his end won't be much better.
However, what surprised Zidian Zhenjun was that Wang Teng still did not dodge in the face of Zhenjun Wusheng's terrifying palm.
I saw Wang Teng's eyes narrowing slightly, the breathing method of all things in his body surging, and powerful forces immediately surged from the void in all directions, blessing his body.
His current body is really too strong.
The five-level immortal body, the physical body is immortal and immortal, and the power it can carry is unimaginable.
The turbulent power in the four battlefields all surged towards Wang Teng, constantly settling and condensing, and finally blessing Wang Teng. Wang Teng still did not feel that his body had reached its limit.
His body is like a dry sea surface, accepting the power condensed from the breathing method of all things.
The power on his body became stronger and stronger, and his aura became extremely terrifying.
At the same time, the breathing method of all things enveloped the four directions, causing True Monarch Wusheng to feel a chill in his heart. The power within his body was disturbed and became restless.
He was startled and doubtful, so he immediately calmed down his mind, suppressed his body, and used his powerful cultivation to forcibly suppress the restless power.
At the same time, the palm that pressed hard against Wang Teng continued to suppress him with unabated power.
Wang Teng gathered the power from all directions, fused the power of cultivation and the power of the body at the same time, and punched out, the green dragon roared, the river of blood surrounded him, and the world was turned upside down in an instant.
''Boom!''
The terrifying fist seal blasted forward and collided with the palm print of the Wu Sheng Zhenjun. Suddenly, it was like two bright planets colliding hard together, erupting in a terrifying explosion.
The entire void boiled instantly.
Powerful power swept across all directions, causing all the ancient immortals in the later stages of true immortality to scream and flee into the distance.
The terrifying tide of power surged, making both of them blurry.
Wang Teng's figure was swallowed up by the bright light.
True Monarch Wusheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and then sneered: "'Even a middle-level True Immortal dares to challenge me head-on. If you don't overestimate your own capabilities, you will not regret your death.'"
He stepped forward, and two rays of lightning shot out from his eyes, shooting towards the True Lord Xingyue who had been shot down by him earlier.
As for Wang Teng, in his opinion, it was impossible to withstand his palm, and he must have turned into ashes.
However, at this moment, a golden fist shrouded in chaotic green energy suddenly tore through the dazzling fairy light, and with terrifying power, struck hard at True Monarch Wu Sheng;
Wusheng Zhenjun's pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly looked back, with an incredible look in his eyes: "'He is still alive, how is it possible?"'
He reacted immediately, waved his arms, and powerful immortal power spurted out, condensing into a powerful defense.
''boom!''
The golden fist enveloped by the chaotic green energy violently struck the defensive magical power exerted by Zhenjun Wusheng. The power shield shook violently and finally cracked.
The powerful force knocked Zhenjun Wu Sheng away.
He was disheveled and froze in the distance. He raised his head and looked at the figure walking out of the center of the explosion in horror. His eyes were full of disbelief.
No one knew how terrifying the palm he just struck was.
Even masters in the late True Immortal stage who dare to challenge head-on will be crushed to ashes with one palm.
Even masters at the peak of True Immortality will end up miserable if they dare to challenge head-on. Even if they are lucky enough to survive, they will be seriously injured. It is impossible for them to be able to fight back like the person in front of them.
He stared at Qin Changsheng with his eyes full of shock and surprise. It was very unusual for a middle-stage True Immortal to resist his attack.
His expression changed, and the eyes he looked at Wang Teng gradually became serious and dignified.
''Well, it's true that he is a half-step to the immortal level. He has touched the barrier of the immortal realm, and even half-stepped into the immortal realm. It is indeed not comparable to the average true immortal peak. The palm just now was quite powerful.
, my master’s robe was shattered by you, and I was almost injured by you.''
Wang Teng walked out of the center of the boiling power explosion. His robes were damaged, but his body was still crystal clear and strong, and he was not injured.
He clapped his hands and said with regret: "My strength is still a little weaker after all. In the middle stage of True Immortal, I can't even calmly defeat the attack of a half-step Celestial Immortal."
Behind, in the distance, Zidian Zhenjun looked at this scene in stunned silence, his eyes also filled with disbelief. He did not expect that Wang Teng could remain intact under the suppression of such terrifying power by Wusheng Zhenjun.
At the same time, when he heard Wang Teng's regretful words to himself, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. With a mere mid-level cultivation of a True Immortal, he could compete head-on with a Half-Step Heavenly Immortal. Yet he was not satisfied yet and wanted to crush the Half-Step World?