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Luo Tian was covered in wounds, his clothes were tattered, and he was teetering on the verge of collapse, but he stood there stubbornly.

Clearly, he had withstood Xuanqing Zhenren's palm strike.

"How is that possible?!"

Master Xuanqing's eyes widened, his face turning pale and then red.

His full-force palm strike failed to kill a severely injured martial arts master.

"Old man, is that all?"

Luo Tian raised his head, a mocking smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

The weak voice, however, clearly reached everyone's ears.

Master Xuanqing's face turned ashen: "You...you've been hiding your strength?"

Luo Tian did not answer.

He took a step forward, but this step made Master Xuanqing feel an unprecedented sense of crisis.

"not good!"

Master Xuanqing wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

Luo Tian unleashed a punch that tore through the void and shattered space.

Black cracks spread outwards from the fist.

"Snap! Snap!"

The sound of the void shattering was clearly audible.

Master Xuanqing exerted all his strength, unleashing both palms to condense a golden wall of energy in front of him.

"Boom boom boom!"

The fist landed on the air wall, shattering it into countless pieces.

Master Xuanqing was sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Luo Tian gave him no chance to catch his breath.

He caught up in one step and delivered another punch.

Ordinary punches, ordinary moves.

But every punch carries a devastating power.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

He unleashed ten punches in a row...

Xuanqing Zhenren's protective true energy was shattered, his sternum was broken, and his dantian was destroyed.

Finally, his body flew a hundred feet away like a kite with a broken string.

It landed on the ground, motionless.

He was beaten to death.

The entire room fell into complete silence; you could hear a pin drop.

There was a deathly silence; you could hear even your own breathing.

Everyone stared blankly at the man in the center of the field, who was covered in injuries and swaying precariously.

He actually killed a genuine immortal from the mortal realm?!

"This...this is absolutely impossible..."

"A terrestrial immortal... just like that, he died?"

"One punch... no, ten punches... ten punches killed a terrestrial immortal?"

"Just what kind of monster is Luo Tian?"

After a brief silence, a huge uproar erupted at the scene.

The sounds of gasps and disbelief mingled together, and the atmosphere remained tense for a long time.

Those who had previously mocked Luo Tian were now deathly pale.

Those who had bet on Luo Tian to lose were trembling all over and almost fainted.

Those who had bet on Luo Tianying jumped up in excitement.

"We won! We won! Luo Tian won!"

"One to ten!"

"We're rich! We're rich!"

Li Zhendong wept uncontrollably, while Li Zhijun looked up to the sky and roared.

Ye Bei slumped into the chair, speechless for a long time.

Little Niannian hugged the Taiyi Sword, her little face full of pride:

"Niannian always says Daddy is the best!"

Little Gold flicked its tail over her shoulder:

"The master hasn't even exerted any effort yet, and these ants have already collapsed."

……

Viewers across the country were in an uproar in front of their televisions.

"Luo Tian won! He really won!"

"He even killed a terrestrial deity! Just how strong is he?"

"I was wrong! I shouldn't have mocked Luo Tian before!"

"Great God Luo Tian, ​​please accept my deepest respect!"

The screen was flooded with comments praising Luo Tian.

In Kyoto, the saint stood up, his hands trembling slightly.

"He won...he really won..."

Old Zhao was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes:

"Luo Tian... truly a divine being!"

……

On the shore of Zhuilong Lake, Luo Tian stood still, covered in wounds and blood, swaying unsteadily.

"Who else?"

This time, no one dared to laugh at him anymore.

Those old monsters had grim faces and their eyes were full of fear.

In the Imperial Sword Sect camp, with Master Xuanqing dead, the remaining members trembled with fear.

In the Mad Blade Sect camp, the Blade Emperor gripped his cleaver tightly but did not make a move.

Within the Azure Lotus Sword Sect camp, a strange light flashed in the eyes of the Lotus Ancestor.

In the Soul Devouring Sect camp, the Netherworld Ghost Ancestor licked his lips but did not move.

Luo Tian's gaze swept across the entire room, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips.

"What? Is nobody here?"

"Weren't you shouting quite loudly yesterday?"

"Why is everyone so quiet today?"

There was a long silence, and no one answered.

Luo Tian laughed!

He straightened up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The wounds on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The weak aura instantly became powerful.

A faint but palpable pressure emanated from him, causing everyone to feel a chill.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping across the entire room.

"Since you don't dare to come up, then I won't hold back."

He reached out and formed a hand seal, then shouted:

"Sword, come!"

The Xuanyuan Sword in Li Mengmeng's hand flew out of her grasp and hovered in the air, transforming into a streak of light that shot towards Luo Tian.

Luo Tian reached out and grabbed the Xuanyuan Sword, which landed in his hand. With a tremor of his hand, the restrictions on the sword were completely lifted.

The Xuanyuan Sword shone with golden light, its radiance flowing, and all the runes on its blade lit up.

The sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, plants, and trees on the sword all came to life, and a terrifying pressure never before seen spread out.

"Clang clang clang!"

The sound of swords ringing out continuously expressed the joy of the divine sword.

"The Xuanyuan Sword... an ancient divine weapon!"

"How could he possess the Xuanyuan Sword?!"

Luo Tian stood holding his sword, his long hair flying and his robes fluttering.

The sword tip pointed at those old monsters, the voice icy:

"Warm-up complete, everyone, let's go!"

……

The atmosphere on Zhuilong Lake was extremely heavy.

A real war is about to break out.

At this moment, in everyone's eyes, Luo Tian was no longer the "weakling" who was teetering on the brink of collapse.

Instead, he is an unfathomable, terrifying... peerless powerhouse!

The old monsters exchanged glances, each seeing fear and greed in the other's eyes.

This child must die, otherwise, there will be endless trouble.

"Attack together!"

The Sword King was the first to step forward, drawing his greatsword.

After a moment of silence, Patriarch Lianhua also stepped forward.

The Netherworld Demon Ancestor cackled, pointing his white bone staff at Luo Tian.

Several terrestrial immortals simultaneously launched an attack, preparing to join forces to kill Luo Tian.

Luo Tian simply smiled coldly.

The sword light pierced the sky, illuminating the entire Falling Dragon Lake.

This battle was destined to shock the world.

And Luo Tian's true strength will be fully revealed at this moment!

……