Invincibility starts from ruling the heaven

Chapter 9 But that's it
"Late stage of Spirit Transformation Realm..."

Mo Xinchen narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were also fixed on Zhang Feng.

He could feel that this person's cultivation had at least reached the late stage of Transforming Spirit Realm.

"It's ridiculous, the vast Eastern Desolation, I, Mo Xinchen, can't go where I want? Why doesn't Tai Xu let me set foot in the area within a thousand miles of your mountain gate?"

He looked at Zhang Feng and met his gaze, without any trace of fear on his face.

"Why?"

Zhang Feng sneered, showing some disdain, "I'll let you know why now."

After the words fell, his whole body turned into an afterimage, rushing towards Mo Xinchen fiercely.

"Boom!"

In the process of moving, Zhang Feng reached out with a palm, and the terrifying spiritual power formed a kind of energy storm, pressing on Mo Xinchen.

"It came just fine."

Mo Xinchen snorted coldly. After breaking through the early stage of spiritual transformation and practicing the Haotian Divine Art, he was thinking about where to find someone to practice for himself.

The Zhang Feng in front of him has a late-stage cultivation of the Spirit Transformation Realm, isn't he a suitable partner for training?
Thinking this way in his heart, he also moved.

Point the void with two fingers together, pull out a wave of spiritual power from the spiritual sea, turn it into a sharp finger, and rush out.

"Bah!"

The finger light was shining, exuding a sharp aura like a sword blade. In an instant, Zhang Feng's attack was cut in half, turning into a frenzied air current, and scattered in all directions.

"Ok?"

Zhang Feng couldn't help narrowing his eyes slightly, and snorted coldly, "In the early stages of the Spirit Transformation Realm? No wonder you're so arrogant!"

It was not difficult for him to notice that the aura emanating from Mo Xinchen's body today was not at the seventh level of the Pulse Condensation Realm when he was still in Taixu, but had reached the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

"Although I don't know why you were able to raise your cultivation to such a level in just two days, but unfortunately, in front of me, you are doomed to only one defeat."

After a cold snort, Zhang Feng's aura became even more terrifying. He squinted his eyes, a cold light flashed, and the next moment, Ling Kong pressed his hand towards Mo Xinchen again.

"Void Flame Dragon Palm!"

There was a violent shock in the space, and a group of golden fireworks emerged out of thin air. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a fire dragon, which suddenly raised the temperature of the whole place a lot.

"Roar!"

The fire dragon seemed to let out a roar, which shocked many people present and couldn't help but change their expressions. In an instant, it seemed to be staring at Mo Xinchen, and swooped down directly.

"It's the Void Flame Dragon Palm!"

"A sacred art that only true disciples can practice!"

"This is one of the three holy arts that Senior Brother Zhang Feng has studied, right? It's hard to see him perform it in normal times, but I didn't expect to be able to use it in a fight with Mo Xinchen today."

"This kid is doomed. With Zhang Feng's strength, once he unleashes the Void Flame Dragon Palm, even ordinary Ruins Returning Realm experts will not dare to underestimate him. Mo Xinchen will definitely not be able to stop him!"

All around, many disciples of Taixu Holy Land began to discuss.

"Haotian Divine Art!"

While everyone was discussing, Mo Xinchen squinted his eyes. He had to admit that Zhang Feng's strength was indeed much stronger than himself, and now he had to use the Haotian Divine Art.

"Om..."

Suddenly, there was a slight tremor in the void, and nine different colors of divine light emerged from Mo Xinchen's body, making his whole temperament as if an earth-shaking change had taken place at this moment.

"roll!"

Mo Xinchen snorted coldly, clenched his fists at the same time, and blasted out angrily.

Nine-color divine light blazed all over his body, and it seemed that endless and vast divine power was pulled out and blessed on his fist.

"Boom!"

The incomparably pitch-black void seemed to become much darker at this moment. Under Mo Xinchen's punch, the fire dragon that charged down was directly smashed into ashes, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

And the punch was like a rainbow, without any sign of weakening, and continued to rush towards where Zhang Feng was.

"boom!"

Like a mountain sinking down, the void was crushed and distorted. When the fist hit Zhang Feng, he was blown away. He couldn't help coughing up blood and let out a cry. scream.

"what?"

"how can that be?!"

Such a scene happened in front of their eyes, causing incomparable astonishment to appear on everyone's faces.

Especially those disciples of Taixu, who are all stunned now, looking at what happened in front of them in disbelief.

Zhang Feng, a true disciple of the Taixu Holy Land, has a late-stage cultivation of the Spirit Transformation Realm. Such a person, even if he looks at the entire Youzhou, he can definitely be regarded as a first-class genius.

But it was such a person who was punched until he vomited blood by Mo Xinchen, a Taixu abandoned disciple?

If it wasn't for what they saw with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe it even if they were killed, it turned out to be true!
"It is worthy of being the divine art practiced by the emperors of all ages in the Heavenly Court. It is really powerful!"

Even Mo Xinchen himself couldn't help feeling a little surprised at this moment.

You know, Zhang Feng's cultivation was two stages higher than his own, but he was still seriously injured by his punch.

Moreover, the Haotian Divine Art that I have practiced is just a few basic introductory formulas.

It's hard to imagine such an astonishing burst of power, if you succeed in cultivating all the Haotian Divine Art, how strong will your own strength be?

While thinking this way in his heart, Mo Xinchen couldn't help looking forward to it, hoping that one day, he would be able to reproduce all the Haotian Divine Art as soon as possible.

"This is impossible!"

In the distance, Li Rao's complexion turned extremely ugly.

Zhang Feng was his backer in Taixu Holy Land, originally thought that as long as Zhang Feng made a move, he would definitely be able to take down Mo Xinchen.

But he never expected that the other party was also seriously injured by Mo Xinchen's punch!

"True disciple?"

Mo Xinchen sneered, walked towards Zhang Feng who fell to the ground, and when he came to the other party, he looked down at the other party, and said again, "It seems to be nothing more than that."

"you!"

Zhang Feng was sullen, with blood still remaining at the corner of his mouth.

He really wanted to say some harsh words to save face, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them abruptly because he felt Mo Xinchen's cold gaze.

"So strong? Who is this person?"

"Even Taixu's true disciple Zhang Feng was defeated by him with a single punch. Such a character is by no means unknown in Youzhou. What is his name?"

"I heard that his name is Mo Xinchen, and...it seems that he was kicked out of the mountain gate by Taixu not long ago, he is an abandoned disciple..."

"Taixu abandons his apprentice? How is it possible? With such strength, it is not difficult to become a true disciple, right? Taixu is willing to expel him from the mountain gate?"

In the surrounding area, there were many people who had just arrived on Saint Mountain and had not witnessed what happened before. Seeing that Mo Xinchen had defeated Zhang Feng with one punch, they couldn't help being surprised, and there were endless discussions.

(End of this chapter)