"Nine Yang Divine Fist, the third form, the rising sun rises from the east!"

As the shouts fell, the fist suddenly emitted a scorching sun, and an extremely blazing light shone on the entire street, causing countless people to temporarily blind their eyes, as if a sun was blooming in Wang Teng's fist, and the light disappeared.

"Nine Yang Divine Fist, you actually know the Nine Yang Divine Fist?"

"Isn't this boxing technique lost?"

Situ Nan immediately roared out, feeling like he was hit by a heavy hammer on his forehead, his eyes turned red.

The Nine Yang Divine Fist of the Beiming Sword Sect was once a magical treasure technique famous for the Dayuan Galaxy. It is extremely powerful and makes the Beiming Sword Sect extremely powerful.

Over the years, the gradual decline of the Beiming Sword Sect has also been related to the loss of this divine fist.

At present, this little brat who is not famous has actually used the legendary divine fist, how can he accept it?

This bastard, fucking... is too perverted.

"Has the Nine Yang Divine Fist of Beiming Sword Sect been understood again?"

Wow! Countless people screamed in horror.

Some masters of the Beiming Sword Sect once held this divine fist and were powerful in the Great Yuan Galaxy.

Now that Wang Teng has learned this boxing, his luck is really against the will of heaven.

Xue Meng and Gongsun Fang were also dumbfounded. According to legend, even if they were once masters of the Sword Sect, they would at most understand the third move.

It was still the age of snow-white hair that Wang Teng had only mastered the divine fist for a few months, and it was surprising that he had reached this point.

Rumble! In the end, countless people were in a state of excitement, Wang Teng's fist hit Situ Nan's fist hard, without any surprises.

With a click, Situ Nan's fist light was instantly broken. Then, he punched him in the chest. With a bang, a hole was immediately pierced, which was transparent from front to back.

The powerful power contained in it made Situ Nan and his entire body crack open, cracking, as if it was about to explode.

"I...I'm not willing!"

Situ Nan screamed in pain, and the pain sounded no longer human.

At the peak of the Supreme Three Realms, he lost to a person who only had the middle stage of Taiyuan Realm.

The power of the Nine Yang Divine Fist was so terrifying that he felt terrified in his heart.

"Wang Teng, you are my grandfather. I was wrong. Don't kill me. I beg you, spare my life."

Then, he knelt down and kept begging Wang Teng.

Wang Teng's murderous aura was so strong that he was completely scared and had no doubt at all. If he did not beg for mercy, he would definitely die.

"Aren't you very arrogant just now?

Where is the arrogance now?"

However, Wang Teng sneered. Situ Nan was cruel and arrogant and domineering. If he came out later, Xue Meng's fate would be unimaginable.

So he will never be merciless to such a person.

"No, no, it's me who was wrong. I offended you. I deserve to die. Wang Teng, if you don't kill me, I'm the true disciple of Wanchen Sword Sect. It's different from those ordinary disciples. If you kill me, you will inevitably have endless trouble. Wanchen Sword Sect will definitely not let you go."

Situ Nan said in a trembling voice.

There are 500 true disciples in Wanchen Sword Sect, and he ranks 499th! The true disciple is the core of Wanchen Sword Sect and is highly valued by Wanchen Sword Sect. Any true disciple who is killed will not let him go.

There was once a true disciple who traveled through the galaxy and was injured by a demon disciple. On his way to escape, he was killed by a group of robbers.

The Wanchen Sword Sect was furious and sent people to kill the robbers on the star without leaving any armor, and the death toll was tens of thousands, which could be said to be a river of blood.

All nine clans of the participants were killed, and even the babies in the cradle were thrown to death. From then on, the people from the Dayuan Galaxy treated Wanchen Sword Sect like avoiding snakes and scorpions, and no one dared to provoke them.

Now that he learned that Situ Nan was a true disciple, many people were shocked, thinking that he didn't dare to be so arrogant. This title alone is equivalent to a gold medal for avoiding death.

Who dares to touch him in ordinary forces?

Even if they are both the five major sword sects, no one dares to kill him.

"Yes, I am a true disciple, what am I afraid of? Haha, Wang Teng, do you know what the true disciple means?

If you kill me, your family and nine tribes will be implicated. Kneel down and beg me for mercy, otherwise I will definitely let you die without a place to die, hahahaha."

After Situ Nan showed his true disciple, he couldn't help but stand up and said with a crazy laugh.

He was scared by Wang Teng just now and actually forgot this.

He knew that Wang Teng would not dare to kill him.

"Wang Teng, otherwise, let him go...he."

Xue Meng couldn't help but smile bitterly.

She is also for Wang Teng’s good fortune. The true disciple of Wanchen Sword Sect cannot be killed.

"Let me go?

It's too late, now it's not just a matter of letting me go. Wang Teng, I want you to kowtow ten thousand times, otherwise I would never have exposed this matter, so kneel down quickly!"

Situ Nan laughed wildly.

Now I was so proud that I didn't even feel the injuries on my body hurt, and it was extremely comfortable.

However, Wang Teng sneered and said, "Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Don’t talk about what a bullshit you are a true disciple of Wanchen Sword Sect. Even if you are the son of the Heavenly King, I will kill you if you offend me. Let’s go on the road!”

No one dared to kill him, otherwise he would not have come to this point.

"No!"

Finally, with Situ Nan's shrill and extremely fearful scream, Wang Teng's fist shook violently, and with a bang, Situ Nan's body exploded suddenly under the horrifying gaze of countless people, and pieces of flesh and bones splashed all over the ground, not even a piece of completeness, extremely miserable.

In Situ Nan's half of his head, there was a trace of shock and horror before his death. He seemed to be unable to 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 picture was frozen.

Wang Teng is too brave! I have never heard of it in recent years, who dares to kill the true disciple of Wanchen Sword Sect?

The disciples of Wanchen Sword Sect will be furious when they learn about this and will never let him go.

Xuemeng and Gongsun Fang were also stunned. Unexpectedly, Wang Teng said he would do it, and the methods were too taboo.

"Who dares to kill my disciple of Wanchen Sword Sect!"

Sure enough, at this moment, an angry shout came from the sky. Immediately, a group of people flew over on the auspicious clouds. Each of them carried a long sword on their backs and wore white clothes, like a person in the fairy family, with a sense of transcendence and outrage.

When it is ethereal, there is also the arrogance of looking down on all living beings and not taking anyone seriously, as if anyone is going to worship them.
Chapter completed!