Chapter 1750 True disciples, according to the killing
"Nine Yang Divine Fist, third form, the rising sun!"
As the shout fell, the fist suddenly emitted a blazing light like a scorching sun, which suddenly illuminated the entire street, causing countless people to temporarily go blind. It was like a sun blooming in Wang Teng's fist, and the light played out.
Everyone is gone.
"Nine-Yang Divine Fist, you actually know the Nine-Yang Divine Fist?"
"Isn't this boxing technique lost?"
Situ Nan roared out suddenly, feeling as if he was hit by a heavy hammer on the head, and his eyes turned red.
The Nine Sun Divine Fist of the Beiming Sword Sect was once a magical skill that was famous in the Great Yuan Galaxy. It was extremely powerful and made the Beiming Sword Sect extremely powerful.
Over the years, the Beiming Sword Sect has gradually declined, which is also related to the loss of this divine fist.
Now this brat with little reputation has actually unleashed the legendary magic fist. How can I make him accept it?
This bastard is so fucking perverted.
"Has Beiming Sword Sect's Nine Sun Divine Fist been understood again?"
Wow! Countless people screamed in horror.
There used to be masters from the Beiming Sword Sect who wielded this divine fist and were powerful in the Great Yuan Galaxy.
Now that Wang Teng has learned this boxing, his luck is truly incredible.
Xue Meng and Gongsun Fang were also dumbfounded. According to legend, even masters of the sword sect could only comprehend the third form at most.
Still at an age where his hair is as white as snow, Wang Teng has only mastered the magic fist for a few months, and he has reached this stage, which is shocking.
Boom! Finally, with countless people excited, Wang Teng's fist hit Situ Nan's fist hard without any accident.
With a click, Situ Nan's fist was shattered in an instant, and then, a punch hit his chest. With a bang, a hole was punched through, and the front and back were transparent.
The powerful power contained in it caused Situ Nan's entire body to burst into terrifying cracks, cracking, as if it was going to explode.
"I...I'm not willing to give in!"
Situ Nan screamed in pain, and the sound of pain was inhuman.
He, who was at the peak of the Three Supreme Realms, lost to a figure who was only in the middle stage of the Taiyuan Realm.
The power of Nine Sun Divine Fist was so terrifying that it made him feel scared in his heart.
"Wang Teng, you are my grandfather. I was wrong. Don't kill me. I beg you, please spare my life."
Then, he knelt down and kept pleading to Wang Teng.
The murderous aura in Wang Teng was so strong that he was completely frightened and had no doubt that if he didn't beg for mercy, he would definitely die.
"Weren't you very arrogant just now?
Where has the arrogance gone now?”
However, Wang Teng sneered, this Situ Nan was ruthless, arrogant and domineering. If he came out a little later, Xue Meng's end would be unimaginable.
So he will never be merciful to such people.
"No, no, I was wrong. I offended you. I deserve to die. Wang Teng, if you don't kill me, I am a true disciple of Wanchen Sword Sect. I am different from ordinary disciples. If you kill me, you
There will definitely be endless trouble, and the Wanchen Sword Sect will definitely not let you go."
Situ Nan said quickly and tremblingly.
Wanchen Sword Sect has a total of 500 true disciples, and he ranks 499th! The true disciples are the core of Wanchen Sword Sect and are highly valued by Wanchen Sword Sect. Whenever one of the true disciples is killed, Wanchen
Even the sword sect will not let it go.
There once was a true disciple who was traveling in the galaxy. He was injured by a demon sect disciple and was killed by a group of bandits on his way to escape.
The Wanchen Sword Sect was furious and sent people directly to kill all the bandits on that star. The number of dead was tens of thousands, and it could be said that there was a river of blood.
The nine participating tribes were all killed, and even the infant babies were beaten to death. From then on, people in the Great Yuan Galaxy avoided the Wanchen Sword Sect like snakes and scorpions, and no one dared to provoke it.
Now that they learned that Situ Nan was a true disciple, many people were shocked. They secretly thought that no wonder he dared to be so arrogant. His title alone was equivalent to a gold medal for immunity from death.
Among ordinary forces, who dares to touch him?
Even if he is one of the five great sword sects, no one dares to kill him.
"Yes, I am a true disciple, what should I be afraid of? Haha, Wang Teng, do you know what being a true disciple means?
If you kill me, all the nine clans of your family will be implicated. Kneel down and beg me for mercy, otherwise I will let you die without a burial place, hahahaha."
After Situ Nan revealed his identity as his true disciple, he couldn't help but stand up and laughed wildly.
He was so frightened by Wang Teng just now that he actually forgot this.
He knew that Wang Teng would not dare to kill him.
"Wang Teng, if not, let...him go."
Xue Meng couldn't help but laugh bitterly.
She was also doing it for Wang Teng's good, and she couldn't kill the true disciple of Wanchen Sword Sect.
"Let me go?
It's too late, you can't just let me go now, Wang Teng, I want you to kowtow to me ten thousand times, otherwise I will never reveal this matter, so kneel down!"
Situ Nan laughed wildly.
Now I can be said to be feeling proud and proud. Even the injuries on my body no longer hurt. I feel very comfortable.
However, Wang Teng sneered and said, "Do you really think I dare not kill you?
Don’t say you are some bullshit true disciple of the Wanchen Sword Sect, even if you are the son of the Heavenly King, I will still kill you if you offend me, let’s get on your way!”
There was never anyone he didn't dare to kill, otherwise he wouldn't have reached this point.
"No!"
Finally, along with Situ Nan's shrill and terrifying scream, Wang Teng's fist shook violently, and with a bang, Situ Nan's body exploded under the horrified eyes of countless people.
, broken pieces of flesh and bones were scattered all over the floor, not even a single piece was intact, it was extremely miserable.
Half of Situ Nan's head was still full of shock and horror before death, as if he couldn't believe that Wang Teng actually dared to kill him.
Dead! A true disciple of Wanchen Sword Sect died on the street.
Countless people's hearts stopped, as if the scene was frozen.
Wang Teng is so courageous! In the past few years, I have never heard of anyone who dares to kill a true disciple of Wanchen Sword Sect.
When the disciples of Wanchen Sword Sect learn about this, they will definitely be furious and will never let him go.
Xuemeng and Gongsunfang were also stunned. They didn't expect that Wang Teng would take action as soon as he said it. His method was too unlimited.
"Who dares to kill me, a disciple of Wanchen Sword Sect!"
Sure enough, at this moment, a roar of anger was heard in the sky, and then, a group of people flew over with their feet on the auspicious clouds. Each of them had a long sword on their back and was dressed in white. They were as aloof as a member of the fairy family.
A sense of transcendence and otherworldliness.
When in the ethereal state, they still have the arrogance to look down on all living beings and not take anyone seriously, as if everyone wants to pay homage to them.
