"You've come just in time! It's a good time to try out the true power of God's Right Hand!" Nangong Liuyun's face was cold and domineering!
Ever since he was promoted to the deification stage, he has not tried the power of the Right Hand of God, because others are too weak and have no way to experiment. Now that Wei Zhongtian is delivering it to him, isn't it just perfect?
Just as Wei Zhongtian was shocked, Nangong Liuyun's golden iron fist slammed into the huge red sword!
Use the body to fight against weapons?
Almost everyone present gasped!
Lord Nangong is too confident!
While the Right Hand of God is resilient and powerful, how could Wei Zhongtian's weapon be made of ordinary iron? Using his flesh to fight against cold weapons is simply asking for trouble! Lord Nangong is going to suffer a great loss this time!
Everyone felt sorry for it. Some lowered their heads, some covered their eyes, and some turned their faces away...
They couldn't bear to see the tragic end of Nangong's arm with blood and flesh flying...
There was a loud crashing sound next to my ears!
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Huh?
Shouldn't the sound of flesh shattering be so crisp? Why does it sound like the sound of a weapon breaking?
Everyone was confused and looked up.
The scene before him simply left him dumbfounded.
"Oh my God! Master Nangong's right hand is fine!"
"The one who was knocked away seems to be Master Mo Ying's disciple?"
"And it seems that Lord Wei Zhongtian's huge crimson sword is broken..."
"Oh, you didn't see it just now! The crimson giant sword was smashed into pieces by Master Nangong's fist!"
"Oh my god! What kind of fist is that, Nangong-sama?! If I'm not mistaken, the Crimson Giant Sword should be a divine weapon, right?!"
"Yes, it's a low-grade divine weapon! But it still can't withstand Nangong-sama's fist..."
"None of this is scary. The truly terrifying thing is that our Lord Nangong is only over 200 years old, my dears! Only over 200 years old!!!"
For a moment, there was silence all around.
In the spirit world, someone over 200 years old is still considered underage... You know, this group of people have lived for at least 10,000 years. Compared to Lord Nangong, they are still relatively young, so do they become old guys? It feels so sad...
Nangong Liuyun didn't know how his age shocked the crowd.
At this moment, he stood proudly, his black brocade robe fluttering in the wind, his face calm and restrained, his aura powerful and majestic.
The innate pride, dignity and dominance make people admire and worship him all the time.
Even if he just looks at you nonchalantly, that kind of gaze will make people feel an irremovable sense of oppression and intimidation, unconsciously restrained and uneasy.
Wei Zhongtian had already stood still, with a trace of blood clearly visible at the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, a look of horror flashed across his eyes as he looked at Nangong Liuyun.
Such a young boy, with such a strong and domineering aura, and such profound cultivation... It doesn't need a million years, or even ten thousand years... In the eighteen continents of the spiritual world, and even in the central continent, another star of the god of war is about to rise.
Facing such a powerful enemy, Wei Zhongtian clenched his fists, then unclenched them, clenched them, and unclenched them again... This seemed to happen several times, and he finally sighed dejectedly.
"I'm not as good as you." Wei Zhongtian gritted his teeth and said these four words in a steady voice without any fluctuations.
After saying this, Wei Zhongtian's originally depressed chest suddenly felt relieved.
Yes, why should we be persistent, why should we be stubborn, why should we feel inferior?
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