Chapter 2844
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My Ancient Immortal Technique is not comparable to ordinary Immortal Techniques. No matter how strong you are, don't even think about breaking my Immortal Curse! "
Nie Wuqing shouted angrily. He knew better than anyone how terrifying the Immortal Curse was.
Even a Mystic Immortal from the Ancient Immortal World would not be able to break free from the suppression of the Immortal Curse, let alone an expert from the Holy World.
"Trash is trash," Feng Wuchen said nonchalantly. He was not worried at all.
"Hmph! I hope you can still laugh later! " Nie Wuqing said angrily. Terrifying power erupted continuously as he controlled the Immortal Curse to suppress Feng Wuchen. He was waiting for Feng Wuchen's power to be completely sealed so that he could kill him.
Feng Wuchen did not resist at all and allowed the Immortal Curse to suppress and seal him.
Soon, under Nie Wuqing's control, the Immortal Curse was injected into Feng Wuchen's body.
"Good chance! Feng Wuchen's power is sealed! Do it! " Xiao Xuan shouted angrily. He channeled his power and blasted his palms across the air. Terrifying energy palm prints shot out one after another, shaking the space of the Immortal World.
With Feng Wuchen's power sealed, this was a chance to severely injure Feng Wuchen.
"Hmph! Let's see how you can still be so arrogant! " A loser shouted angrily. He rushed into the sky and quickly formed a seal with his hands. Finally, he shouted, "Immortal Technique! Mystic Thunder Immortal Sword! "
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Tens of thousands of terrifying lightning swords condensed and shot out like a rain of swords. With ear-piercing sonic booms, each of the lightning swords gave off an extremely terrifying power. Their attack power was extremely shocking.
"Immortal Technique! Immortal Spirit Soul-Devouring Beast! " A loser roared. He condensed a huge black beast and charged at Feng Wuchen crazily.
"Immortal Technique! Destructive Red Sword! " Another loser shouted and formed a huge blood-red sword that was hundreds of thousands of feet long. It was majestic.
One by one, the defeated cultivators continued to display formidable immortal techniques and wave after wave of destructive immortal techniques charged towards Feng Wuchen. Every wave of power gave off a feeling of invincibility.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Buzz!"
The destructive power of the palm strike, the apocalyptic sword rain, and other terrifying forces bombarded Feng Wuchen. Deafening explosions rang out incessantly. Apocalyptic energy ripples rolled and spread wildly, shattering the space of the Immortal World one after another.
The numerous experts who were engaged in a life and death battle were all frightened to the point of retreating.
"Your power has been sealed. Let's see how you resist our power!" Xiao Xuan sneered proudly.
"The Immortal Trapping Curse has already entered Feng Wuchen's body. This time, even if this brat doesn't die, he will definitely be heavily injured by us." A loser sneered as if he had already defeated Feng Wuchen.
Without any power to resist, they didn't believe that Feng Wuchen could withstand their celestial spells.
"The Immortal Trapping Curse has already entered Feng Wuchen's body. Is he not worried at all?" Xuan Ji frowned slightly. Seeing Feng Wuchen's nonchalant expression, he felt that Feng Wuchen was a little too arrogant.
"The Immortal Curse can seal Feng Wuchen's power. Can Feng Wuchen withstand the immortal techniques of the 23 defeated cultivators?" Yang Tianhan also cast a worried look.
"What terrifying power! The strength of the defeated cultivators is too terrifying. "Mu Qingfeng was frightened and worried that Feng Wuchen would not be able to withstand this apocalyptic power.
"Brother Feng couldn't break free from the Immortal Curse. Is his power really sealed?" Mu Tianqi and the others also cast a worried look.
They did not know how powerful Feng Wuchen was. Instead, they saw the terrifying power of the defeated cultivators. It was normal to be worried.
"Don't worry. Young Master has an immortal body. He won't die and can be resurrected." Long Nitian said, not worried at all.
The cultivators of the Dragon God Temple and the Temple of Rakshasa all knew that Feng Wuchen had a terrifying physical body. They were not worried about Feng Wuchen at all.
"Immortal body?" Mu Qingfeng and the others were shocked.
"With their strength, they can't kill Big Brother Feng. Don't worry, we just need to kill the enemies." Liu Qingyang shouted, not worried about Feng Wuchen's life at all.
As expected.
When the terrifying energy ripples gradually dissipated, Feng Wuchen's figure appeared in front of everyone again.
Feng Wuchen was still standing in the same place with a smile on his face. He was unscathed.
"This is impossible!" Nie Wuqing exclaimed with his eyes wide open. "I've sealed his power. No matter how strong his body is, it's impossible for him to be unscathed under the Deity Spells of so many defeated cultivators!"
"Un… unscathed?" Xiao Xuan was startled. He broke out in cold sweat and said with a trembling voice, "How is that possible?"
Feng Wuchen hadn't been injured in the first round of attacks, so it was fine.
But now, Feng Wuchen's power was sealed by the Deity Trapping Spell and they still couldn't hurt him.
"Am I seeing things? Our attacks didn't work at all. "The defeated cultivators were all dumbfounded. They looked at Feng Wuchen as if they were looking at a monster.
Xuan Ji and Yang Tianhan froze when they saw that Feng Wuchen was unscathed.
That was the power of 23 defeated cultivators, yet Feng Wuchen didn't resist at all. He was completely unscathed and immovable like a mountain. How terrifying was that?
They couldn't imagine.
"Did the Deity Trapping Spell fail to seal his power? Or did it really not work on him? Impossible, that's absolutely impossible. "Nie Wuqing guessed in fear and shook his head with a blank face.
"Nie Wuqing, now you know how trashy your Deity Trapping Spell is, right? It's not even worth mentioning in my eyes, "Feng Wuchen said with a sneer.
Feng Wuchen glanced at Xiao Xuan and the other defeated cultivators and sneered again. "You want to hurt me with your little power? What a joke. "
"Swish!"
"Boom!"
"Poof!"
With that, Feng Wuchen suddenly appeared in front of a loser, scaring the loser so much that he retreated a few steps in terror. Feng Wuchen mercilessly slammed his palm on the top of the loser's head. With a boom, the loser spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
With just one palm, the defeated cultivator died on the spot.
After the defeated cultivator was killed, Nie Wuqing, Xiao Xuan, and the others finally reacted.
It was so fast that none of them could react in time.
"These are the defeated cultivators?" Feng Wuchen sneered in disdain. "They can't even take one palm from me, and they want to kill me?"
"Swish, swish, swish!"
"Boom, boom, boom!"
"Poof, poof, poof!"
Feng Wuchen appeared again and flashed in succession. Several defeated cultivators spat out blood and flew out like cannonballs. They were all severely injured by Feng Wuchen mercilessly.
One punch, one kill.
The terrifying strength Feng Wuchen displayed was completely invincible.
Feng Wuchen easily killed one of the thirty-two defeated cultivators and severely injured fifteen of them.
"Defeated cultivators are just so-so." Feng Wuchen sneered disdainfully. "Weak."
(End of Chapter)
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