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Chapter 2555 Kill with one punch(2/2)

''snort!''

However, Wang Teng didn't talk nonsense with him at all. He snorted coldly and took one step forward. Like a peerless immortal king, majestic and domineering, he rushed in front of the opponent in an instant.

‘‘You keep saying that you are a new immortal, are you born to be an immortal?’’

Wang Teng's indifferent voice sounded in the other person's ears, and his body had already rushed in front of the other person.

The man's pupils suddenly shrank.

''So fast!''

He was horrified and immediately

He felt a strong sense of crisis. He never expected that Wang Teng's speed would be so terrifying. He was close to him in an instant, and he was in front of him before he could react.

His conditioned reflex was to strike out with his palm.

However, Wang Teng sneered. When faced with the opponent's palm, he did not dodge or dodge, but directly punched it and hit it hard.

He has condensed the four-layered immortal body, and his physical body is indestructible. How can he be afraid of the opponent at such a close range?

''Click!''

In an instant, fists and palms clashed, and the monk in the middle stage of True Immortal met Wang Teng's fist. He suddenly felt as if he was hit hard by a huge star, and immediately felt an unparalleled power.

The power burst out from the fist in the palm of the hand.

He immediately screamed, and his entire arm exploded from Wang Teng's punch.

A powerful residual force swept over him, punching him and sending him flying across the air. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and at the same time, fine cracks quickly appeared on his body.

''Boom!''

Qin Changsheng took a step forward, but did not stop there. He immediately caught up with the opponent's body that flew backwards, and pressed his big hand directly towards the opponent's head.

''you……''

The man's pupils suddenly shrank, and there was a look of panic in his eyes. Before he could say anything, Wang Teng's palms pinched his face: "The middle stage of the True Immortal is nothing more than this, unbearable."

one strike.''

The man's heart suddenly twitched, and the next moment, the palm pressing on his face suddenly exerted force and crushed his head.

All around, the ancient immortals who were watching from the wall were dumbfounded. Looking at the scene in front of them, they were all stunned for a while, with shock written all over their faces, just like sculptures.

From the fight between the two to the end, everything was just a flash of lightning.

It was a completely one-sided killing!

The opponent didn't even have time to sacrifice his own immortal weapon, and his true soul didn't even have a chance to escape, and was killed instantly.

''How...how is it possible? He was clearly just a new True Immortal, but he actually killed a powerful mid-level True Immortal. How did he do it?''

Many people have such doubts in their hearts, and they are all shocked. They really didn't expect that the young man in front of them could be so cruel.

So easily, he killed an ancient immortal who was in the middle stage of a true immortal.

Is the other party too careless, or is the young man in front of him too evil and stunning?

And that guy, how can he be so good at collecting the immortal rules and order left by the other party, as well as the other party's immortal treasures?

This movement can be described as flowing and done in one go.

Many people took a deep breath and looked at Wang Teng. Their eyes were no longer joking or contemptuous, and became obviously more solemn.

Wang Teng clapped his hands, looked harmlessly at the other ancient immortals in all directions, and said: "I've warned him a long time ago, so we stopped here and retreated immediately. He didn't listen and insisted on attacking me. Throw it away."

He lost his life, you ask, why did he suffer?''

Wang Teng looked at several people and seemed to be talking about the person just now, but everyone present heard the hidden meaning of his words.

‘‘Hmph, it’s just a fairy medicine. Do you think you can scare me by killing a piece of trash? You’re too naive!’’

An old man with a yellow face snorted coldly.
Chapter completed!
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