The entire world had turned into a sea of fire.
The terrifying gravity tail descended, and endless raging flames roared between heaven and earth!
At this moment, the world seemed to have collapsed.
Under Wang Chen's aura, everything in the world turned into ants.
"Hua …"
The Soaring Serpent, which bore the brunt of the powerful bloodline's might, fiercely paused.
As if it had encountered something terrifying, the Soaring Serpent began to struggle and scream.
"How could this be …"
The azure light was forcefully suppressed. The Soaring Serpent twisted and actually began to collapse.
As if it had encountered something it couldn't stop, the Soaring Serpent had no power to resist.
This caused Teng Mochen's eyes to widen.
Endless fear instantly appeared in Teng Mochen's eyes.
"Rumble …"
However, all of this was far from the end.
The rumbling sound was enough to destroy everything.
Amidst the rumbling sound, Teng Mochen's fist fiercely paused.
Bang …
Raging flames engulfed Teng Mochen's fist wind. Endless raging flames engulfed it.
Wang Chen's Shocking Heaven Fist carried an unparalleled aura and broke through everything. In the end, it fiercely smashed into Teng Mochen's fist.
A muffled sound of collision exploded.
The entire space fiercely paused as if it had become silent.
Hua, hua, hua …
Blood splattered everywhere as flesh and blood flew everywhere.
"Ahhh …"
Amidst the miserable scream, Teng Mochen's face even became distorted.
Puchi …
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Teng Mochen's figure paused for a moment before he was sent flying by Wang Chen.
"No …"
Teng Mochen's arms seemed to be twisted. His eyes were filled with disbelief as he let out a heart-wrenching scream.
Bang …
This time, he was sent flying for a few thousand meters before smashing onto the ground.
"Can't even withstand a single blow!"
Seeing Teng Mochen being sent flying, Wang Chen's eyes revealed a trace of disdain.
Can't even withstand a single blow!
That's right, this was the conclusion that Wang Chen gave.
Middle stage eight re-cultivation? So what? In front of Wang Chen, the current Teng Mochen couldn't even withstand a single blow.
He was too weak.
"You can die now!"
Wang Chen coldly snorted as he looked at Teng Mochen, who was vomiting blood and had a pale complexion. His eyes were filled with shock.
Swish swish …
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Chen stepped on the Azure Cloud Steps and dashed forward.
"No …"
Wang Chen moved like lightning. Seeing Wang Chen charge over, Teng Mochen cried out in fear.
Before the shock in his heart could subside, the aura of death had already engulfed him.
It was as if the coldness from hell had completely enveloped him.
Teng Mochen ignored the pain in her body and struggled to get up.
"Get lost!"
Teng Mochen bellowed when he saw Wang Chen charging towards him.
When faced with Wang Chen's punch, all Teng Mochen could do was barely block it.
Boom …
Another roar echoed and Teng Mochen's body fiercely trembled.
Crack crack …
His arms, which were already twisted, exploded in an instant.
Endless blood mist filled the sky.
His arms broke.
Teng Mochen screamed like a wild beast and was once again sent flying.
The situation was completely one-sided.
No one would have thought that it would be like this.
Especially Teng Mochen.
He panted heavily. The endless pain caused his body to tremble uncontrollably.
Puchi …
His body felt like it was being torn apart. His internal organs were shattered and all the meridians in his body seemed to have been torn apart by that powerful force. Teng Mochen couldn't help but vomit another mouthful of blood and his body twitched even more violently.
"No … You … No …"
Teng Mochen spoke with great difficulty as he looked ahead.
Because at this moment, he saw Wang Chen approaching step by step.
He was like the god of death! At this moment, Wang Chen's body was as tall as a mountain.
An unprecedented fear filled Teng Mochen's heart and occupied all of his thoughts.
As Wang Chen moved forward, the sound of his footsteps was like the melody of death, causing Teng Mochen's body to feel cold.
His pupils dilated until Wang Chen arrived in front of Teng Mochen.
"Useless chickens and stray dogs!"
The corner of Wang Chen's mouth revealed a cold smile when he saw Teng Mochen's frightened expression. He snorted with disdain.
Unable to withstand a single blow, useless!
Teng Mochen disappointed Wang Chen.
Because he didn't let Wang Chen have a good fight. He didn't let Wang Chen truly feel his current strength.
"Useless?!"
Hearing Wang Chen's words, Teng Mochen's pale face instantly turned red.
A huge humiliation instantly occupied Teng Mochen's heart and he couldn't help but vomit another mouthful of blood.
Useless chickens and dogs? Using this word on him? This was something Teng Mochen never thought of.
It has to be said that ever since he was young, Teng Mochen was a genius of the Teng family! Not only was he a genius of the Teng family, he was also a genius even after he joined Mount Sainte.
The fact that Teng Mochen was able to reach his current height was enough to explain everything.
Useless. Only Teng Mochen would use this word on others. How could he have imagined that one day, this word would be used on him?
This kind of humiliation was even more unbearable than killing him.
"I can't accept this … Why … Why are you so powerful!?"
Death was about to descend. Teng Mochen angrily asked in his anger.
He glared at Wang Chen.
He wanted to resist, but did the current Teng Mochen even have the strength to resist?
No!
He was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered and could only wait for the judgment of death.
But even so, he wanted to know everything before he died.
How could Wang Chen be so powerful? Just how powerful was he? His strength was the strength of someone who had re-cultivated eight times. Yet, he was completely crushed by Wang Chen? He didn't even have the strength to resist.
Two moves! It was just two moves.
The first move caused him to be heavily injured. After the second move, both his arms were crippled!
Just what kind of height had Wang Chen reached?
"Powerful? It's not that I'm powerful, it's that you're too weak! "
The situation was already decided. Wang Chen coldly snorted as he looked at Teng Mochen's gaze of unwillingness and despair.
"You guys still don't know who gave you everything. People were always like this. When their confidence swelled, they would forget everything else. You want to use your bloodline energy in front of me? This is your biggest mistake! Back then, the True God was able to give you glory. Now, I can help him take back all of this glory! "
Wang Chen narrowed his eyes and slowly said.
He didn't mind letting Teng Mochen die knowing more.
That's right! That's how it was. Teng Mochen lost so miserably. It was because of the bloodline power that he was so proud of.
"No … It can't be him!"
Hearing Wang Chen's words, Teng Mochen shrieked as if her sore spot had been poked.
His face became even paler as he roared like a madman.
He was unwilling to accept such an answer.
Even though Teng Mochen knew that this answer was the truth …
That's right!
Using his full strength to activate the bloodline power and summon the Soaring Serpent, this was the move that Teng Mochen was proud of!
Summoning the Soaring Serpent Soul was enough for him to fight against someone who had cultivated eight times to perfection. How could he not be proud of this?
However, it could be said that success was due to bloodline, and failure was due to bloodline.
This time, his bloodline caused him to suffer.
The moment the Soaring Serpent Soul collapsed without any resistance, Teng Mochen had already realized it, right? However, he was unwilling to accept it.
At this moment, when Wang Chen said it, Teng Mochen's expression became even more sinister.
"That's why I said that once a person becomes arrogant, they will forget everything else and forget their roots!"
Slightly narrowing his eyes, Wang Chen looked at Teng Mochen's crazy appearance and sneered: "Soaring Serpent Bloodline? You don't know who bestowed your bloodline? Compete with me in bloodline. What qualifications do you have? "
Looking at Teng Mochen's crazy appearance, Wang Chen said coldly.
That's right, Wang Chen wasn't strong to that extent! No matter how strong he was, he wouldn't be able to suppress an expert who had cultivated eight times.
This was probably something that only an expert who had cultivated nine times could do.
However, what did an expert who had cultivated nine times represent? That was the peak of the entire world.
Looking at the entire battlefield, how many people could reach this level?
Perhaps the third young master was one. Of course, this was the third young master's main body! Perhaps the Dragon Slaying Pavilion and Mount Sainte had such an expert!
However, the number of such experts could be counted on one's fingers!
No matter how heaven-defying Wang Chen was, it was impossible for him to reach such a height.
The reason he was able to suppress Teng Mochen was because Teng Mochen made the wrong choice.
Revealing the Teng Family's bloodline in front of Wang Chen? If this wasn't courting death, what was it? Under the might of the Divine Martial Bloodline, what was the Soaring Serpent Bloodline? Not only was the Soaring Serpent Bloodline unable to help Teng Mochen, but it had also become Teng Mochen's weakness.
Just like how the Soaring Serpent Bloodline automatically collapsed, the power of Teng Mochen's move was reduced by more than half. How could he contend against Wang Chen? With one move succeeding, how could Wang Chen give Teng Mochen a chance?
This was a very simple logic.
However, Teng Mochen couldn't accept it!
"So it's like this, so it's like this? No … I still can't accept this … "
After hearing Wang Chen's words, Teng Mochen remained silent for a moment before muttering to himself.
In an instant, he felt as if his world was collapsing.
It turned out that everything he was proud of was just an illusion.
Was the Teng family really wrong?
At this moment, such a thought appeared in Teng Mochen's mind.
That's right!
Who was the one who bestowed their glory?
Didn't their Teng family obtain the glory of a True God to develop to this point?
Now that they had betrayed a True God, could it be that they had really reached the end?
Thinking about this, Teng Mochen couldn't help but feel a wave of coldness sweep over him.
His faith had collapsed. At this moment, it was even more painful than killing him.
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