"How … how is this possible …"
Nightmare Old Ancestor looked as if he had seen a ghost. He couldn't believe that such a powerful Pangu Art was so weak.
One should know that Nightmare Old Ancestor's cultivation base had reached the level of triggering a Heavenly Tribulation. One could only imagine how terrifying it was.
However, even with such a terrifying cultivation, he was unable to withstand a single blow from Feng Wuchen's sword-light even after using the Pangu Technique at full power.
Even a tofu could be sputtered. Nightmare Old Ancestor's terrifying energy seal was shattered.
What level had Feng Wuchen's sword reached?
"Nightmare Old Ancestor, your Pangu Art is not good enough. Xuan Hao, an Ancient God, gave you such a trashy Pangu Art to raise your cultivation base?" Feng Wuchen mocked.
Trashy Pangu Art?
This was a powerful skill of the Sky Sword Sect. Even in the Pangu Realm, it wasn't comparable to the ordinary Pangu Art.
Nightmare Old Ancestor gritted his teeth. His old face was hideous, but he couldn't refute.
In an instant, the domineering and terrifying sword light approached. Nightmare Old Ancestor's energy seal was completely shattered and turned into ashes.
Facing Feng Wuchen's sword light, Nightmare Old Ancestor's face was filled with fear. His Spirit trembled.
"Pangu Art! Sky Sword Annihilating the Firmament! "
"Pangu Art! Ancient God Slash! "
"Pangu Art!"
The terrified Nightmare Old Ancestor desperately used Pangu Art to block Feng Wuchen's terrifying sword.
Swish! Swish!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Buzz! Buzz!
However, what made Nightmare Old Ancestor even more terrified was that his continuous use of Pangu Art was futile against Feng Wuchen's sword light.
"This is impossible! A mere Half-step Immortal God can't have such strength! "Nightmare Old Ancestor exclaimed in fear.
"How can this be? How did Feng Wuchen become so strong in just a month? Did he also have the help of the Pangu Realm experts to raise his cultivation base? "Mo Qianxiao said in fear. His heart was about to jump out of his chest.
"Ancestor is actually no match for Feng Wuchen's sword …" Mo Tianjun's old face was filled with despair.
Fen Tianji and the others were all scared silly. Their minds were completely blank. They had never seen such a terrifying sword art before. At this moment, their faces were filled with despair.
Nightmare Old Ancestor couldn't block this sword. Once he was defeated, death would be the only thing that awaited them!
Even the excited Jian Chou and the others were stunned by this frightening strike of Feng Wuchen's.
Nightmare Old Ancestor tried his best, but he couldn't shake it in the slightest!
How terrifying was that?
"Cultivating so many Pangu Mantras, I didn't expect them to all be trash." Feng Wuchen sneered.
"This stinking brat! How dare you insult the Heavenly Sword Sect! " The Titled Ancient God Xuan Hao, who was hiding in the dark, had a ferocious expression on his face. He wanted nothing more than to tear Feng Wuchen apart.
"Senior Brother, Feng Wuchen is right. Compared to his Pangu Mantras, our Pangu Mantras are indeed trash," Ancient God Xuan Yu said with a frown.
"It's already an honor for us to be able to see such a powerful Pangu Mantras. This Feng Wuchen's background is definitely not simple," the mysterious person said indifferently.
"You haven't seen it either?" Ancient God Xuan Hao asked with a frown.
"This is the Pangu Mantras from when Pangu created the world. Not many people have seen it, and I haven't either. Think of a way to increase Nightmare's strength. I'll seal the Ancient Immortal World so that it won't trigger a Heavenly Tribulation," the mysterious person said.
"Nightmare, take a pill. There's no need to worry about a Heavenly Tribulation. Otherwise, you won't be able to block this sword," Ancient God Xuan Yu hurriedly messaged.
"Master!" Nightmare Old Ancestor was delighted. He immediately took out a pill and swallowed it.
Seeing this, Feng Wuchen frowned and thought to himself, A pill from the Pangu Realm.
"A pill!" Xing Wuying cried out in shock.
As the pill entered his throat, it instantly transformed into a terrifying energy.
Weng! Weng!
Nightmare Old Ancestor's fighting strength soared crazily at this moment. It was much more terrifying than before, surpassing the power of Feng Wuchen's sword light.
"Nightmare Old Ancestor's strength has increased!" Qiu Tian's expression changed drastically.
"That's a pill that increases strength!" Qiu Niu exclaimed.
"Shameless old bastard!" Jian Chou cursed.
"He actually increased his strength to such a terrifying level! This must be a pill from the Pangu Realm! "Fen Tianji's eyes widened in horror.
"There's a chance!" Shi Tianfeng was overjoyed.
Nightmare Old Ancestor, whose strength was increasing crazily, glared at the domineering sword light. He then waved his large saber and chopped down.
"Chi!"
"Rumble!"
A black saber shadow flashed across the overbearing sword radiance. The sword radiance was forcefully split into two halves before exploding. Destructive energy ripples swept out in all directions as if they were going to devour the entire space.
Feng Wuchen was also pushed back by this energy.
"The cultivation of Devil Nightmare Ancestor is already strong enough to trigger the Heavenly Tribulation. Logically speaking, he should have triggered the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder by consuming a pill that increases his strength. However, there is no movement in the sky." Feng Wuchen thought to himself as he seemed to have guessed something.
"Nightmare Old Ancestor, the pill can only last for an hour. You must end this battle quickly and kill Feng Wuchen as soon as possible," Ancient God Xuan Yu said.
"Many thanks, Master! Your disciple will definitely not give him a chance! "Nightmare Old Ancestor transmitted his thanks. At this moment, he was extremely confident.
Nightmare Old Ancestor immediately shot out with his large saber. Black shadows appeared one after another, his speed several times faster than before.
In the blink of an eye, Nightmare Old Ancestor appeared in front of Feng Wuchen and viciously chopped down with his saber. This attack was berserk and seemed capable of cleaving apart the world.
"Your strength has increased by quite a bit," Feng Wuchen said coldly, not to be outdone, as he met the attack with his sword.
Clang!
Weng! Weng!
As the saber and sword clashed, a terrifying energy erupted and sent Feng Wuchen flying.
Nightmare Old Ancestor's strength has increased by several times! Feng Wuchen thought to himself with a frown. His blood and energy roiled as a sharp pain came from his arm.
"Sovereign Lord!" Jian Chou, Prison Sky, and the others were alarmed.
No one had expected this sudden turn of events.
Seeing Nightmare Old Ancestor gain the upper hand, Mo Qianxiao and the others began to cheer. They all felt as if they had returned from hell to heaven.
Thwish!
After sending Feng Wuchen flying with his saber, Nightmare Old Ancestor chased after him with terrifying speed and chopped down with his saber again, not giving Feng Wuchen any chance to catch his breath.
Swish!
But at this moment, a golden sword light suddenly flashed past Nightmare Old Ancestor's shoulder, causing blood to spray out.
"What?" Nightmare Old Ancestor's face changed as his eyes widened. His terrifying speed had not only failed to hit Feng Wuchen, but he had also been struck by a sword.
Thwish!
Feng Wuchen's figure appeared behind Nightmare Old Ancestor in a miraculous manner and said coldly, "Strength doesn't mean everything."
"Hmph!" Nightmare Old Ancestor snorted angrily and turned around to sweep his saber across.
"You don't even know where I am. So what if your strength has increased?" Just as Nightmare Old Ancestor turned around, Feng Wuchen's cold voice strangely came from behind him.
Boom!
Feng Wuchen's sword swept out and sent Nightmare Old Ancestor flying with a boom.
Even with the help of elixirs, his speed was still suppressed by Feng Wuchen!
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