"Fellow Daoist, calm down. Don't force me." While Wang Xuan was speaking, he had already stretched out his left hand and grabbed the powerful Daoist at source No. 2.
The True Sacred Heart of Source No. 2 said, "You want me to calm down? You are attacking me now. Who is forcing whom?"
Especially, he thought that this was a junior, who was still in the early stage of aliens at the end of the last century, how could he now stand in the Saint level like him? He became even more uneasy.
A pitch-black spear appeared in his hand, and he stabbed at Wang Xuan's hand. There was no doubt that this was a prohibited item, with a pitch-black texture that tore through time and space.
However, what made his Tong Kong shrink was that Wang Xuan's palm did not change its trajectory. With a crackling sound, the prohibited item caused sparks to fly, and was blocked by that hand, causing the tip of the spear to be worn away a little.
This terrified him!
The pitch-black spear is a powerful holy relic, but the opponent was able to wear away a little bit of the spear tip with his bare hands. How strong must his body be?
"Fellow Daoist, I am very calm." Qi Feng, the True Saint of Source No. 2, withdrew his spear and retreated, all in one go, and spoke quickly.
Just now he was actually feeling a wave of fear in his heart. Something was seriously wrong. His instinctive perception in the realm of True Saint was sternly reminding him that he was in danger.
Even his disciples were astonished. How could the powerful and omnipotent master end the situation just after he made a move? He was simply defeated in an instant!
How many times has it been since we saw his master being so "low-key"? He didn't even start the fight, but just followed the opponent's wishes and stayed "calm" on the spot.
Wang Xuan glanced at him and did not make things difficult for him for the time being. His mind was still mainly on the True Saint of Shiguangtian.
There were a series of shocking changes, and the combatants moved extremely quickly. Even though the sky was shattered and chaotic energy surged, it was actually just the moment of lightning breaking through the clouds, a time so short that it could be ignored.
During this period, the True Saint Shi Chuan made thousands of movements, and his secret techniques flourished. While he was in disbelief, he still fought with all his might, trying to break free.
After all, he was not a new saint. He had been practicing Taoism for many epochs and his skills were indeed very high. He tried to slip out of the king's hands several times, but tricks like escaping from the shell and turning into a fake mirror prevented him from doing so.
Ordinary opponents can't trap him. In the supreme magic circle, he can come and go freely.
Wang Xuan had to take it seriously. Since he had caught him by surprise and grabbed him, he didn't even think of giving him another chance to perform various forbidden techniques.
Bang!
So, he was simple and rough. After interrupting the opponent's secret method several times, he raised his left hand and slapped Shi Chuan.
It was truly a loud slap, a slap on the face of a True Saint, accompanied by the dazzling interweaving of imperial runes, like a flash of lightning across the void, the slap was truly earth-shaking.
The effect was surprisingly good. Shi Chuan's various secret techniques were interrupted once again. The fading figure was forced out again and was slapped so hard that the corner of his mouth bled.
Shi Chuan was furious. This was the darkest moment in his life. He encountered such a great humiliation and was slapped in the face by a junior.
Moreover, Wang Xuan took advantage of the violent flashing and fluctuation of his spiritual light and stopped grabbing him as a whole, but instead grabbed his neck.
"I...!" Shi Chuan began to doubt his life. Was all this real? He was a true saint, how could he be controlled by a junior?
Especially now, he was suppressed by the opponent's domain, and even his Saint-level struggle became weaker.
"Master... Master!" Behind him, his direct disciples were already stunned. They watched the whole process and at one point suspected that this was an illusion and everything was fake.
The reason why he and the extraordinary person from the No. 2 supernatural source were able to survive in such an occasion and not be affected was mainly because they were protected by the True Saint Qi Feng, who was holding a black spear but quickly "calmed down on the spot".
Otherwise, in the collision of the True Saints, the aliens nearby would surely explode, leaving nothing behind.
"Who are you?!" Shi Chuan simply couldn't believe that this was the junior who was controlled by him back then and whom he could kill in seconds with just a glance if they really met.
Now he was not only feeling very undignified, but was also being grabbed by the neck by Wang and fixed in mid-air. It was extremely humiliating for the True Saint. That was the first time in Wang Xuan's life that a True Saint personally attacked him. Fortunately, in hell, under the influence of the Avenue of Balance, Shi Chuan failed to kill the genius.
But after experiencing that battle, Wang Xuan directly exited hell.
“Ah…” Shi Chuan screamed, runes all over his body boiling, and he struggled with all his might. The other party was clearly humiliating him. How could a true saint be treated like this?
"Why are you shouting? You have caused what you did yesterday, and you have caused what you did today. I have never met a True Saint as shameless as you. You actually tried to attack me, a True Immortal." Wang Xuan became more and more angry as he spoke, and he slapped him directly on the head.
"You... stop it now!" Shi Chuan's disciple's entire perception and cognition were severely impacted. What did he see? The peerless True Saint Master was beaten by the young boy Wang Xuan until all his teeth fell out and even his skull was blown away.
He was shocked, and the sky of his inherent cognition was collapsing.
"Shut up." Wang Xuan turned around, two beams of light flew out from his eyes, and the high-level alien in front of him was chopped to pieces by the brilliant imperial runes.
Shi Chuan's direct disciple was killed instantly by the king's gaze!
In an instant, the body of the True Saint Shi Chuan, who was held in Wang Xuan's right hand, was covered with texture, and some areas began to explode. At all costs, he was determined to break free and fight.
Dozens or even hundreds of secret methods from the realm of True Saints flow through him, and the river of time is guiding him, taking him to the vast sky of history.
The sea of time is vast, with countless waves. A big wave represents an era, and it hits Wang Xuan.
There were also time spears, bows and arrows floating in the air, densely packed, releasing immortal light to block Wang Xuan's attack.
Shi Chuan's flesh and spirit were burning. Today involved a big issue of life and death and honor and disgrace. Until now, he still could not accept the fact that he was suppressed by the true immortal of the past.
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