Duan Mo's injuries were quite serious.
The power of Feng Wuchen's punch was enough to instantly kill a seventh level Sky Human Realm expert.
"His cultivation has only broken through one level. How could his combat power become so terrifying!" Duan Mo thought to himself in pain. His chest felt like it was about to explode, as if the bones in his chest had been broken.
"The number one genius of the Mirage Sea Realm is only so-so." Feng Wuchen sneered.
Hearing this, Duan Mo's slightly pale face bulged with veins that looked like small green snakes. Anger began to consume him, and his eyes were bloodshot.
As the number one genius of the Mirage Sea Realm, how could Duan Mo allow Feng Wuchen to humiliate and trample on him like this?
"Feng Wuchen! How dare you insult me! I will make you pay the price! "Duan Mo roared ferociously. His anger was monstrous, and his killing intent surged.
"Is that so? I haven't used my full strength yet. I'll wait for you! "Feng Wuchen sneered mockingly.
"Haven't used his full strength?"
Feng Wuchen's words immediately shocked everyone present.
In such an intense battle, and the opponent was the number one genius of the Mirage Sea Realm, Feng Wuchen actually said that he hadn't used his full strength!
"He hasn't used his full strength yet, and he can suppress Young Master Duan?"
"That's impossible! He's at the sixth level of the Sky Human Realm. No matter how strong Feng Wuchen is, he can't be that strong, right? "
"Oh my god! He's bluffing, right? How can he not use his full strength? "
Everyone was horrified, and exclamations rose to the sky.
Even Duan Mo was stunned for a moment when he heard Feng Wuchen's words.
Was Feng Wuchen really holding back his strength?
Was he bluffing, or was Feng Wuchen really not using his full strength?
Everyone was horrified and confused. No one was sure.
"Is the Temple Master really holding back his strength?" Yi Tianqing was stunned. He couldn't believe it himself.
"Very likely!" Ye Tianwei nodded solemnly. He had fought with Feng Wuchen before and knew how terrifying Feng Wuchen was.
"Big Brother Feng hasn't used his sword technique yet!" Liu Qingyang added.
The people of the Dragon God Temple were also not sure if Feng Wuchen was really holding back.
"A low grade Earth tier martial skill! Seven Stars Heaven Splitting Palm! "
After staring blankly for a moment, Duan Mo regained his senses. He didn't care whether Feng Wuchen was telling the truth or not, he only focused on using his martial skill with all his strength.
Swish!
"Buzz!"
Duan Mo Ming roared and sent out a palm strike. A blue palm print that was several hundred meters long rushed towards Feng Wuchen with a destructive aura. Its power was monstrous, and wherever it passed, cracks spread out.
Boom!
The moment Duan Mo made his move, Feng Wuchen moved as well. With a flap of his wings, his figure shot out at a high speed. At the same time, he used all of his strength. A dark red light flashed, and a suffocating and terrifying power filled the air.
"Immemorial Dragon God Fist!"
Feng Wuchen's speed was astonishing. In the blink of an eye, he arrived before Duan Mo Ming with a loud roar. A monstrous aura crazily surged, and soon after, he sent out a fierce punch towards the blue palm print.
"This is a high grade Profound tier martial skill!" Duan Mo Ming was shocked. His eyes widened to the extreme, and the uneasiness in his heart increased rapidly.
"This martial skill is extremely terrifying!" The old faces of the elders were filled with shock and horror.
The power of Feng Wuchen's punch was incomparably domineering. It had already reached a terrifying level, giving people a feeling of invincibility.
"Rumble!"
Puff!
Buzz! Buzz!
Feng Wuchen sent out a punch. Although Feng Wuchen's fist was extremely small, it contained a destructive energy. At the moment of impact, the huge palm print exploded, shaking the heavens and the earth. The extremely domineering energy carried an unstoppable force, causing Duan Mo Ming to spit out a mouthful of blood.
In this head-on collision, Duan Mo Ming was heavily injured, and was completely no match for Feng Wuchen.
In the past, when he fought with Feng Wuchen, Duan Mo Ming could still gain the upper hand, and even heavily injure Feng Wuchen.
But this time, Duan Mo Ming did not even manage to touch the corner of Feng Wuchen's clothes before suffering a crushing defeat.
"I used all my strength, but with my strength, I can't even hurt him at all! How can there be such a powerful sixth tier Heaven Tier martial artist in this world? " Duan Mo Ming was extremely terrified. He did not dare to believe that Feng Wuchen, who had broken through to the sixth tier Heaven Tier, could raise his strength to such a terrifying level.
"Mo Ming!" Duan Mo Ming was extremely panicked. He wanted to rush up immediately, but he did not dare to act rashly.
The Immemorial Dragon God Fist was extremely domineering. How could a mere low grade Earth tier martial skill contend against it?
"Young Sect Master lost …"
"Young Sect Master's strength is so strong, but he could not injure Feng Wuchen!"
"Feng Wuchen's strength is too terrifying …"
Everyone's faces were filled with fear.
"Is this the end of it? Your strength really disappoints me! "Feng Wuchen sneered as he looked at Duan Mo Ming, who was flying out.
Hearing Feng Wuchen's words, Duan Mo Ming, who was flying out, suddenly forcefully stopped his body. His pale face revealed a crazed look. It was obvious that he had been provoked.
Duan Mo Ming was heavily injured. His aura had weakened a lot, but his appearance was even more terrifying than before.
Everyone present could see the change in Duan Mo Ming.
"Feng Wuchen! To be able to force me to this point, you are the first! " Duan Mo Ming roared in anger and madness. Even though his aura had weakened a lot, Duan Mo Ming's killing intent had become bloodthirsty and even more terrifying.
"This is the Ancient Blood Wolf Martial Soul!" Feeling the sudden change in Duan Mo Ming's aura, Feng Wuchen was extremely surprised.
"No wonder you have such a ruthless and bloodthirsty aura. No wonder you are so confident. With such a strong Martial Soul, wasn't it good to use it from the beginning?" Feng Wuchen was not afraid at all. Instead, the corner of his mouth hooked up into a sneer.
Staring at Feng Wuchen with an incomparably fierce gaze, Duan Mo Ming said malevolently, "I will definitely turn you into ashes!"
Duan Mo Ming, who was in a state of madness and rage, was completely controlled by anger.
The power of the Ancient Blood Wolf Martial Soul crazily burst out. Duan Mo Ming put his palms together and pulled them apart. A strange broken saber appeared, and Duan Mo Ming's aura rapidly soared.
"A high-grade Spirit Weapon, what a violent Martial Soul!" Liu Qingyang exclaimed.
"Duan Mo Ming's Martial Soul is not simple." Ye Tianwei frowned, his eyes filled with fear.
Yi Tianqing nodded and said seriously, "It is indeed not simple. This aura makes people feel extremely uncomfortable."
Many of the spectators were also shocked by the Martial Soul's power that Duan Mo Ming had released. That ruthless and bloodthirsty aura was terrifying.
"Pu!"
Duan Mo Ming spat out a mouthful of blood essence on the broken saber. The saber's body flashed with light, and a terrifying power erupted like a volcano.
Duan Mo Ming's aura instantly surpassed its peak.
"You are really willing." Feng Wuchen sneered. At this moment, the Dragon God Sword also appeared out of thin air.
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