Chapter 254, Da Luotian
Jiang Nan also took thousands of palm shots.

Countless palm shadows collided together.

Continuous applause resounded through the audience.

As if applauding someone.

Palm to palm.

It's a battle of strength.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Hun Qianmo roared in the black mist, using all his strength to wave out his withered palm.

The sound of the sonic boom continued.

Jiang Nan was different from Hun Qianmo, he was not so hysterical at all.

His palm fell slightly, and it turned into countless palm shadows.

These palm shadows are still growing in number and strength.

Jiang Nan continued to improve and grow in the attack.

And this speed is still visible to the naked eye.

Hun Qianmo could feel that Jiang Nan's skills were getting stronger and stronger in the palm shadow confrontation.

In almost a moment, he surpassed himself.

The fire of jealousy in Hun Qianmo's heart kept burning.

But there was nothing he could do.

I can't get angry!

"No way! That's it? A dignified Fighting Saint powerhouse, that's all he has."

In an instant, Hun Qianmo vomited blood.

He had never been so insulted.

Jiang Nan made it clear that he was using the moves he knew to defeat him, and he was learning and selling.

Killing hearts!

There is nothing more murderous than defeating the opponent fiercely in the field that the opponent is best at.

After Jiang Nan determined that Hun Qianmo's strength could not be improved upwards, he used a little more strength.

With increasing strength.

Jiang Nan's thousands of palm images instantly dispersed the palm images taken by Hun Qianmo, and then the black mist was scattered and slapped fiercely on Hun Qianmo's body.

Hun Qianmo instantly flew out as if hit hard, and flew into the sky.

He flew farther and farther like a kite with a broken string.

In the end, it fell hard to the ground, splashing flying dust all over the sky.

Jiang Nan is not in a hurry.

After all, the double blow of body and mind is the most interesting.

"Come on, come on, this palm technique is bullshit, only a piece of trash like you can practice this palm technique, you have practiced it for thousands of years! No way! No way! No one will really use it Thousands of years to practice this rubbish palm, I will really cry!"

Jiang Nan had a sarcastic smile on his face, and his pace was very slow.

But he walked very fast, covering a thousand meters in one step, like a Taoist stunt that shrank the ground into an inch.

Soon Jiang Nan came to Hun Qianmo's side.

Hun Qianmo lay on the ground with blood all over his body.

Obviously seriously injured.

"Won't he just die like this? He's more brittle than little Luban."

Jiang Nan squatted down slowly, at this moment Jiang Nan was full of flaws all over his body.

Hun Qianmo saw the timing, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Don't talk about Wude, sneak attack!
"All souls worship."

Countless soul sound waves condensed in front of Hun Qianmo, and then turned into countless sound wave swords and shot towards Jiang Nan.

At such a close distance, there is no way to avoid it.

The sonic attack is the most difficult attack to defend against in fighting skills, and it also has extremely heavy damage to the soul.

Such a close-range attack, even a Dou Sheng with seven stars or above would not feel comfortable.

The sound wave exploded, and the world was instantly filled with the screams of the soul.

Many strong men who were watching the battle from a distance turned pale, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Even if it's just Yu Wei, they can't bear it.

"Retreat, retreat, back 100 kilometers."

Jiang Nan only felt his ears itch after enduring everything at close range.

It was as if a mosquito was buzzing in my ear while I was sleeping.

"Very annoying mosquito".

Jiang Nan picked his ear with his little finger.

Amidst the countless howls of souls, Hun Qianmo clearly saw that Jiang Nan was still picking his ears leisurely under this kind of attack.

Then countless illusory souls exploded one after another.

Every time the soul explodes, there will be a piercing scream.

As the number of souls exploded gradually increased.

The ear-piercing screams continued to surge upwards like a tidal wave.

"It's annoying. It's rude to bark in front of someone's ear."

Jiang Nan opened his mouth.

"All souls worship."

Unlike Hun Qianmo, Jiang Nan didn't summon countless souls.

He just hummed slightly.

The screaming disappeared for a moment.

Sounds and sounds are instantly canceled out if they reach a certain frequency.

Jiang Nan used the sound wave fighting skill he had just learned to counteract Hun Qianmo's Wanhun worship.

The world has returned to tranquility.

Hun Qianmo was stunned in place, what are you kidding?
It actually completely counteracted his worship of all souls in an instant.

What kind of powerful manipulation ability is it that can control the frequency of the sound wave while using the worship of the souls, and offset his worship of the souls.

"Monster, madman."

Hun Qianmo gritted his teeth and said these two words.

"Let's talk about Lao Deng, you, a thousand-year-old fighting saint, pretended to be dead and used a sonic attack to attack me, a young man who is only 18 years old. You don't know martial arts better than Teacher Ma."

Jiang Nan said with a smile.

He completely ignored the killing intent in Hun Qianmo's eyes.

"Damn you!"

Hun Qianmo dragged his seriously injured body and stretched out his hand.

Dry fingers contain endless death.

Jiang Nan also stretched out his hand, and he shook it lightly, directly holding the finger extended by Hun Qianmo.

Then break it hard.

Just hear a click.

Hun Qianmo's finger was directly twisted and rotated [-] degrees in the opposite direction.

Broken and broken.

"what!"

Hun Qianmo let out a shrill scream.

"Break your fingers! You remind me of a famous scene, the choice between the fire stick and the big sword."

Jiang Nan let go of his palm and quickly held Hun Qianmo's other withered finger, then snapped it hard.

The bones and flesh were shattered in an instant, and then rotated 360 degrees and broken in reverse.

A majestic fighting saint, a terrifying superpower.

Participated in countless battles, large and small.

He even killed Xiao Xuan, the most powerful man in the Dou Qi Continent for thousands of years.

But at this moment.

Hun Qianmo was manipulated at will like an ant.

With a gentle smile, Jiang Nan crushed Hun Qianmo's fingers one by one, and then broke them.

It hurts, it hurts too much.

But this kind of injury is not fatal to the Dou Sheng powerhouse at all.

But it hurts.

In the end, all of Hun Qianmo's fingers were crushed into pieces, breaking into circles one after another.

"I don't know, Lao Deng, have you ever heard of Da Luo Tian?"

Jiang Nan squatted on the ground, tilted his head and asked.

Hun Qianmo's eyes were full of anger, killing intent, and fear.

But he had never heard of Da Luotian.

"Just looking at your knowledge is not enough. Daluotian refers to the highest heaven among the 36 heavens of Taoism. At the same time, this heaven has also derived a concept and realm, that is Daluo Jinxian."

"Golden Immortal refers to the highest pursuit of Taoists, Daluo means eternal happiness in all spaces, and gold means immortality, indestructible"

"The Daluo Jinxian is the immortal and immortal immortal who is eternally at ease in all time and space."

Jiang Nan explained lightly.

Hun Qianmo listened in a daze.

Although I didn't understand some of it, I understood the last sentence.

An immortal immortal who is eternally at ease in all time and space.

"Impossible, impossible, there is no such existence in this world, absolutely nothing is indestructible, even Emperor Dou will die."

Hun Qianmo frantically shook his head denying everything, but a thought kept flashing in his mind.

Everything is true.

(End of this chapter)

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