Saint Ancestor of Void Extreme

"I'm not qualified to reprimand you?"

Nangong Fan seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world.

He turned around and looked at Chu Jingtian with a half-smile:

"I am twenty-four years old this year. I am a strong body refiner. My cultivation has now reached the late stage of the Eighth Realm of Perfection. I practice the 'Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique'. With the power of a dragon elephant, I can hold up the sky and step on the ground. But You can climb mountains and overturn seas. You can move cities and destroy stars!"

"He is born with divine power. He reached the level of Grandmaster of the Fourth Realm at the age of six, and his body is comparable to that of an ancient ferocious beast!"

"No one among my peers can beat me!"

Nangong Fan's words were sonorous and powerful, deafening.

Some people who didn't know his details were stunned and dumbfounded by these words, as if they didn't expect that Nangong Fan's strength was so terrifying.

"Do you think I am worthy?" Nangong Fan asked angrily with a gloomy look.

"Not worthy!" Chu Jingtian shook his head lightly.

Wow!

There was an uproar all around.

They all looked at Chu Jingtian in disbelief.

"What a loud tone!" Nangong Fan was extremely angry, and just as he was about to speak, a voice suddenly came from beside him: "If Nangong Fan is not worthy, what about me?"

Everyone looked up and saw the crowd moving aside and Zhao Linlong coming with his hands behind his back.

"Zhao Linlong!"

The crowd roared wildly.

"This is second on the holy list!"

"He is even more powerful than Nangong Fan!"

Someone immediately introduced Zhao Linlong's experience.

Zhao Linlong, twenty-four years old this year, is a strong Qi refining expert. He has reached the peak of the Eighth Realm and is about to enter the realm of Grandmaster. He practices the Zhao family's 'Taiyi Tianshenglu', and his true energy is as surging as the sea, unmatched by anyone.

When he was twelve years old, he crossed the Bailong River alone and killed countless powerful men with his Sky Sword. His strength was even higher than that of Nangong Fan!

When everyone around him heard this, their expressions suddenly changed drastically.

"This kind of strength is unimaginable!"

"Yes, even some strong men from the older generation may not have his level of cultivation!"

Everyone secretly smacked their tongues, and their eyes were once again focused on Chu Jingtian.

Zhao Linlong put his hands behind his back and looked down at Chu Jingtian, his eyes like a giant dragon flying in the sky sizing up the ants on the ground. He was filled with hatred in his heart. He hated Chu Jingtian for not giving him face and rejecting him in public. The second hatred was that Chu Jingtian actually killed all the people he sent out.

But Chu Jingtian ignored it and still shook his head and said:

"You don't deserve it either!"

There was silence all around.

Everyone looked at Chu Jingtian in disbelief.

Zhao Linlong was even more angry and laughed back: "If you are not worthy of me, then who is worthy of teaching you a lesson?"

"If he doesn't even deserve it, what about me?"

At this time, another voice intervened.

Everyone was suddenly stunned.

Then he saw a young man wearing a children's robe walking towards him with his hands behind his back.

"Who is he?" someone whispered.

"He is Xin Wuhen!"

"Xin Wuhen is number one on the holy list!" Everyone gasped.

As long as they are the younger generation in the holy world, there is no one who does not hear Xin Wuhen's name like thunder.

This is the strongest young generation of our generation!

Among his peers, he is almost unrivaled.

Many people looked at Xin Wuhen with fearful eyes.

Xin Wuhen, twenty-one years old, is the current generation leader of the Xin family. A peerless talent, unrivaled by anyone of his generation. So far, he has never suffered a defeat, his cultivation level is unattainable, and he has reached the eighth level of master!

There are even rumors from the outside world that no one in the modern era can sustain ten moves in his hands. Xin Wuhen's strength is unfathomable. Because of this, he is recognized as the number one in the contemporary era!

Xin Wuhen put his hands behind his back and looked at Chu Jingtian with interest.

After he appeared, the atmosphere of the entire summit suddenly changed, and it was like there was a huge mountain above everyone's heads.

If Nangong Fan and Zhao Linlong were sitting ducks at the summit, then Xin Wuhen was the fierce dragon crossing the river. His reputation for evil was so great that he had completely overshadowed the other two.

"You are not qualified either!" Chu Jingtian glanced at Xin Wuhen and said calmly.

"He's not even qualified?" The eyes of everyone at the summit were about to pop out.

Someone couldn't help shouting: "Xin Wuhen is number one on the holy list and is recognized as a genius in the entire holy world. No one among his peers is his opponent. Not even he is worthy?"

"Not bad!" Chu Jingtian nodded.

Everyone around him was speechless.

This bullshit is really too big.

You are just a wild boy who came out of the spiritual desert. You have reached this level by relying on luck. What qualifications do you have to challenge such a genius?

"I thought this Chu Jingtian was a person, but I didn't expect that he was just a brat!" Someone shook his head and sighed.

"Yes, the deeper you practice, the more you should remain in awe. It's no wonder that he is not from the holy world and has no idea how scary these three people are. It's just empty talk!"

As they spoke, everyone shook their heads and looked at Chu Jingtian as if they were looking at an idiot.

Not giving in in the face of strength is admirable. But knowing the gap between the two sides but refusing to admit it is a tough talk.

"Hmph, I want to see how strong you are! How dare you ignore me!"

Nangong Fan shouted angrily.

"upbraid!"

A thousand-foot wave was set off, and the surging sound waves swept directly, vast and powerful, spreading dozens of miles around. Like the roar of thunder and the firing of artillery, the shocked people were dizzy.

At this time, Nangong Fan had already stepped out, and the entire ground shook instantly. A huge crack extended directly along the sole of Nangong Fan's foot and disappeared into Qianmeng Lake.

While everyone was shocked, Nangong Fan had already used this terrifying explosive power, like a tiger descending from the mountain, to pounce in front of Chu Jingtian in an instant, and punched out like the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering.

"What a terrible punch!"

Everyone around them lost their color.

Originally, there were some people relying on their strength, thinking that their strength was not inferior to those on the Holy List, and wanted to compete with the heroes of the world at the summit, but after seeing Nangong Fan's punch, all thoughts were given up.

This punch is not released, but once it is released, it is like a landslide and tsunami, stretching endlessly, giving people an unstoppable attitude. It seems to be able to destroy all obstacles!

"Is this the strength of No. 3 on the Holy List?" Everyone couldn't help but gasp. "Even he is so powerful, so what about Zhao Linlong and Xin Wuhen who are ranked in front of him?"

Some people glanced at the other two people.

But more people looked at Chu Jingtian with gloating eyes, and at the same time said in their hearts: "Let this kid be rampant, and now he has angered Nangong Fan, let's see how he ends up!"

What's more, someone even sneered:

"This kid is dead. He has offended the three giants on the Holy List at once. I'm afraid he won't be able to escape unscathed during today's summit!"

Just when everyone was ridiculing, disdainful, or gloating about his misfortune, no one was optimistic about Chu Jingtian anymore.

But Chu Jingtian smiled coldly, faced Nangong Fan's overwhelming blow, suddenly raised his right hand, and quietly smashed it down.