There’s No One I Can’t Mess With

"Who are you? Your realm is definitely not the early stage of true immortality!"

Zeng Wanglun looked at Lin Nan and asked in a cold voice.

Although now, he knows that Lin Nan's realm is not low, otherwise it would be impossible to defeat his attack with one finger. But still think that the opponent will never surpass himself.

After all, he is the new generation of heaven's favored son of the five major forces. Such a strong man naturally has a sense of arrogance in his heart.

"You don't deserve to know!"

At this time, Lin Nan didn't even look at Zeng Wanglun, and his tone was extremely contemptuous.

The majestic Emperor of Heaven is something that mere ants can ask!

hiss!

Hearing Lin Nan's words, all the onlookers were also shocked.

After all, it was the five little true monks of Tianzang Temple from the five major forces who asked the question, so they turned back like this!

However, Lin Nan's actions just now made these monks dare not criticize too much at this time. After all, where their strength is, it is not something that casual cultivators like them can compare to.

A monk who can compete with the five little true monks of Tianzang Temple will definitely reach the point where they are unattainable.

But the eyes of those onlookers were filled with the expression that watching the excitement is not a big deal.

I'm afraid that Zeng Wang Lun on the other side couldn't bear to talk like this anyway.

"Boy, I have to say that your strength can really make me take it seriously. Just now, I only used 80% of my strength. This time, you will not be so lucky!"

Zeng Wang Lun looked at Lin Nan with a cold look in his eyes.

As the five little true monks of Tianzang Temple, when had he been treated like this before, at this moment, he only had one thought, and that was to kill this man on the ring.

hum!

Zeng Wang Lun waved the top-grade fairy treasure in his hand again, and suddenly a white light twice as powerful as before shot out from his fairy treasure in an instant, turning into a giant dragon, hovering in midair.

Then, the fairy treasure in Zeng Wang Lun's hand did not stop at all, and waved again.

hum!

Another extremely powerful white dragon shot out from his fairy treasure.

hum! hum! hum!

Under Zeng Wang Lun's continuous waving, dozens of white lights shot out from his top-grade fairy treasure, turning into white dragons with powerful breaths, hovering in the air.

Those white dragons exuded a heaven-swallowing terrifying aura, which made people feel creepy.

"Oh my god, this, this is horrible!"

"Every attack is several times stronger than before. With so many attacks, no matter how strong that man is, I'm afraid he will be on the spot!"

"Yes, yes, this is the real attack of a Jinxian peak extreme powerhouse, even if it is a monk who is facing the early stage of the Immortal King, I am afraid that he can fight!"

"My darling, it's terrifying! The five little true monks are indeed worthy of being the strongest representatives of the younger generation of Tianzang Temple!"

For a moment, the monks who were watching were all horrified and started talking.

In their eyes, this is not the strength that a true immortal monk can display, this is an attack that has reached the initial level of an immortal king.

But it is also true that the younger generation of the five major powers, not to mention that everyone can fight against the strong in the early stage of the Immortal King, but many of them can also fight across the ranks.

After all, fighting against an early stage strong Immortal King and defeating an early stage strong Immortal King are two completely different concepts.

Defeating the strong in the early stage of the Immortal King may not be possible for the younger generation of heaven's favorites among the five major forces. After all, there is a huge gap between the early stage of the Immortal King and the peak of the Golden Immortal.

But it's just a battle, but there are many heaven's favored ones who can do it.

But at this moment, Zeng Wanglun's attack was already no less than the normal attack of the early Immortal King's strongman.

In the eyes of everyone, Lin Nan really must die this time.

Rumble!

But at this time, the dozens of powerful white dragons in the sky did not kill Lin Nan directly, but made waves of roaring sounds, huge dragon breaths,

pervades the entire void.

Then, in the eyes of everyone, I saw dozens of giant dragons intertwined and hovering in one place, turning into a large net made of dozens of giant dragons intertwined, and the power suddenly doubled again. Xiang Linnan covered the past.

At this time, Lin Nan still had a calm expression.

He stood where he was, motionless, like a javelin, looking down on the sky and looking down on the common people. The aura of the Heavenly Emperor dominates the world at this moment, fully revealed.

And when the giant dragon net was less than three meters away from Lin Nan, Lin Nan slowly stretched out a hand, and slapped forward with a palm.

Da Luo Mietian Palm!

hum!

A huge phantom of the palm suddenly aroused from Lin Nan's hand, and almost in the blink of an eye, it was like covering the sky and covering the sun, and grabbed towards the big net made of giant dragons.

puff!

Then, in the eyes of everyone, they saw Lin Nan's huge palm phantom grabbing and tearing casually, tearing the terrifying net into pieces and scattering them into the void.

"I... this, how is this possible!"

"Too, too strong! It's unimaginable!"

"This, is this true! I'm not seeing hallucinations, am I? How can one person be so powerful!"

Almost all the onlookers saw this scene with unacceptable expressions.

They shook their heads violently and even rubbed their eyes vigorously. The scene in front of them was so shocking that they couldn't accept it no matter what.

You know, that was the all-out blow of the proud Son of Heaven at the peak of the Golden Immortal, with such a powerful force that it could be compared with ordinary early-stage monks of the Immortal King.

Immortal king, what kind of existence is that, so high above, even some monks may not see it once in their lifetime.

But even so, such a powerful attack, under Lin Nan's palm, is still as fragile and vulnerable.

This simply overturned everyone's cognition!

"No, this is absolutely impossible!"

At this time, even Zeng Wanglun who was standing opposite was stunned, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

He shook his head vigorously, staring at Lin Nan blankly as if looking at a monster, his eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets.

"Nothing is Impossible!"

At this time, Lin Nan said something lightly.

Then, boom!

The loud noise in the sky did not stop. The palm that Lin Nan slapped just now, after defeating Zeng Wanglun's blow, did not dissipate, but gathered again and slapped Zeng Wanglun.

"What! Not good!"

At this time, Zeng Wang Lun's face suddenly turned pale when he felt the huge phantom palm in the sky condense again and pressed towards him.

There was a thud in his heart, and he secretly thought something was wrong.

A breath of death made Zeng Wanglun feel creepy.

He had never encountered such a situation, the other party... could actually threaten his life.

At this time, Zeng Wanglun had no doubt that if he was hit by this palm in the sky, he would definitely die.

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