The palms of both sides collided in the air, and a loud "bang" sound was heard, resounding throughout the world of life and death.
At the same time, the corners of Du Ning's and Ling Sheng's mouths slightly raised, revealing a trace of ridicule.
The next moment, the holy power of the Holy Spirit collapsed in response, not even being able to resist a single encounter.
"impossible!"
Spirit Saint's face changed wildly. He never expected that Du Ning's holy power was so strong that he could directly blast his own Saint Power. This made Spirit Saint feel very shocked.
Du Ning's holy power slap was as powerful as a bamboo, and before the Holy Spirit could react, he slapped it on the face of the Holy Spirit.
With a "bang" sound, Lingsheng's body suddenly flew dozens of feet away and hit a mountain peak, smashing a hole in the entire mountain peak.
"Good fight! Du Sheng slapped Ling Sheng away with a slap, so powerful and domineering!"
"I can't even block Du Sheng's slap, but I dare to jump out and make a noise."
"Those who underestimate Du Sheng will basically not end well."
The human scholars were very excited, especially the scholars in the Kunlun literary world. Countless hearts were relieved. Du Ning was able to beat away the Spirit Saint, which showed that Du Ning's strength must be higher than that of the Spirit Saint. So in this duel,
Duning must have a better chance of winning.
On the other hand, the Rakshasa people's faces were all red, they were gnashing their teeth, and some even had eyes that were about to burst.
"Impossible! This is simply impossible!"
"How can a newly promoted Half-Saint be able to slap away a Spiritual Saint?"
"What a shame! What a shame!"
"This is not only a shame for the Holy Spirit, but also a shame for our entire Rakshasa clan. We will fight to the death with Du Ning!"
Many Rakshasa clan members were furious, and some found it very unbelievable. The expected incident of Lingsheng whipping away Du Ning did not happen, but instead Du Ning whipped Lingsheng away. This was unacceptable to most Rakshasa clansmen.
At this moment, countless Rakshasa tribesmen felt their faces burning, as if that slap was not a slap on the Holy Spirit's face, but more like a slap on themselves.
At the same time, the Sacred Pavilion of the Rakshasa Tribe.
When the saints of the Rakshasa tribe who were watching the battle saw this scene, they all jumped up and became furious.
Especially Lou Sheng, who stared at Du Ning closely through the image, like a wolf and a tiger.
"What's going on? Didn't it mean that Du Ning only had the early stage of a semi-saint? Why was he able to slap away the spiritual saint?"
"The Holy Spirit must have been too careless and was accidentally attacked by Du Ning. Yes, that must be the case!"
"Despicable Du Ning, who claims to be a semi-saint of the human race, is so shameless. He really deserves death!"
The saints of the Rakshasa tribe did not believe that Du Ning, a newly promoted half-saint, was stronger than the Spirit Saint. It must have been the Spirit Saint who was careless, so he was sent away by Du Ning.
Lan Sheng showed some fear and said slowly: "The Holy Spirit is finished, the Holy Spirit is about to die... ah..."
"Lan Sheng, shut up!"
"How dare you confuse the public with your monstrous words!"
"How can you be so ambitious as a human being!"
The saints scolded and looked at Lan Sheng with very unkind expressions.
Lan Sheng could only close his mouth and silently pray for Holy Spirit in his heart, hoping that Holy Spirit could die with dignity and not be too ugly.
In the realm of life and death.
The Holy Spirit slowly flew out of the mountain peak. His face was extremely ugly. Even now, he still can't accept the fact that he was slapped away by Du Ning.
Du Ning was very satisfied with his performance. After he was promoted to Half-Saint, his holy power became stronger as his realm consolidated.
Although it only lasted a few days, the speed of progress was astonishing.
Under the condition of only using the power of the semi-saint, Dunin's holy power is not weaker than that of the sub-saint.
Du Ning looked at Spirit Saint, his face full of disdain, "Ling Saint, this is your strength? You can't even catch a slap from me, so what qualifications do you have to make me commit suicide?"
The Holy Spirit suddenly became furious and roared again and again.
"Bold! Bold! Bold!"
"Presumptuous! Presumptuous! Presumptuous!"
"You're just a newly promoted Half-Saint. How dare you humiliate me like this? You deserve death!"
"I must kill you! I must kill you!" The Holy Spirit's murderous intent was soaring to the sky.
Under the gaze of countless humans and Rakshasa tribes, Du Ning actually slapped him from the front. The Holy Spirit had never been so humiliated.
At this moment, the Holy Spirit felt that his reputation had been ruined and he had become the laughing stock of the entire human race and the Rakshasa tribe.
If he could not avenge this great humiliation, not only would he have no face to go back to see the saints, but he would also have no face to see the countless people of the Rakshasa tribe.
Thinking of this, the Holy Spirit burst out with an extremely terrifying aura of holy power, filling the entire world of life and death.
Du Ning just waved his hand and slapped another holy power slap.
With a "boom", under the slap of Du Ning's holy power, the Holy Spirit's aura instantly collapsed.
Then there was another "bang" sound, and the Holy Spirit was once again flung away and hit the ground, creating a hole.
"No...impossible...this is impossible!"
"His Majesty the Spiritual Saint was actually knocked away by the opponent again. Is this person really stronger than the Spiritual Saint?"
"The Holy Spirit must be too careless, yes, it must be!"
Countless Rakshasa people screamed in shock, their faces full of disbelief. Although they didn't want to believe it, the fact happened before their eyes, and they had to believe it.
If the Spirit Saint was whipped away by Du Ning the first time because of his carelessness, then it was absolutely impossible for him to be careless when he was whipped away the second time.
As a Half-Saint, how could he make the same mistake twice in a row within the same period of time?
At this time, the Holy Spirit was also confused. He covered his hot face and felt a burst of anger in his chest.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
The Holy Spirit looked up to the sky and screamed, mad with hatred.
Under the spotlight, he was actually kicked away by Du Ning twice. He could not accept that he would be humiliated like this, especially when both the human race and the Rakshasa tribe were witnessing it.
This was almost like stepping on his face and spitting on him.
At this moment, Ling Sheng's expression became ferocious due to extreme anger, like a crazy beast.
All the Rakshasa tribesmen were stunned. They never dreamed that the Holy Spirit had such a terrifying side. At this moment, the Holy Spirit did not have the demeanor of a semi-saint at all. It was more like a humiliated person who was helpless and furious.
This is the person that most people look down upon.
"Du Ning, how dare you humiliate me like this? You deserve to die!" The Holy Spirit roared at Du Ning.
Du Ning said disapprovingly: "When you wanted to humiliate me, you thought it was natural. When I retaliated with tooth for tooth, you thought my sin deserved death. Today, in front of all the humans and Rakshasa tribes watching the world of life and death, I just
I want to ask you, do you take yourself too seriously? Holy Spirit, who do you think you are?"
