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Jiang Nan made continuous progress and grew stronger through his attacks.

Moreover, this speed is visible to the naked eye.

Hun Qianmo could sense that Jiang Nan's skills were constantly improving amidst the clash of palms.

He surpassed himself in almost an instant.

Hun Qianmo's jealousy burned fiercely.

But there was nothing he could do.

I'm so angry!

"No way! That's it? A powerful Dou Sheng expert, and this is all the strength he has?"

In an instant, Hun Qianmo coughed up blood.

He had never been so insulted.

Jiang Nan clearly intended to defeat him using the moves he already knew, and he was simply using what he had just learned.

It’s heartbreaking to kill someone!

There's nothing more devastating than crushing your opponent in their area of ​​expertise.

After confirming that Hun Qianmo's strength could not be improved further, Jiang Nan used a little more power.

As the power increases.

The thousands of palm shadows that Jiang Nan unleashed instantly dispersed the palm shadows that Hun Qianmo had unleashed, and then the black mist was dispersed and slammed hard onto Hun Qianmo's body.

Hun Qianmo was instantly struck as if by a heavy blow and sent flying backward into the sky.

He flew further and further away like a kite with a broken string.

It finally crashed heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Jiang Nan wasn't in a hurry.

After all, the most interesting thing is the double blow to both the body and the mind.

"Pressing down, pressing down, this palm technique is utter garbage. Only a piece of trash like you would practice such a palm technique. You've been practicing it for thousands of years, haven't you? No way! No way! There really isn't anyone who has spent thousands of years practicing such a trashy palm technique. I'm really going to cry!"

Jiang Nan wore a mocking smile, and his steps were slow.

However, they walk very fast, covering a thousand meters in a single step, much like the Taoist technique of shrinking the earth to an inch.

Jiang Nan soon arrived at Hun Qianmo's side.

Hun Qianmo lay on the ground, covered in blood.

He was clearly seriously injured.

"Is he going to die like this? He's even more fragile than Little Lu Ban."

Jiang Nan slowly squatted down, and at this moment, Jiang Nan was full of openings.

Hun Qianmo seized the opportunity and suddenly opened his eyes.

Disregarding martial ethics, resorting to sneak attacks!

"All souls pay homage."

Countless soul sound waves condensed in front of Hun Qianmo, and then transformed into countless sonic swords that shot towards Jiang Nan.

At such close range, there was no way to avoid it.

Sonic attacks are the most difficult to defend against in combat, and they also cause extremely severe damage to the soul.

Such a close-range attack would be difficult even for a Dou Sheng of seven stars or higher.

The sound waves exploded, and the world was instantly filled with the screams of souls in agony.

Many powerful figures watching from afar turned pale and coughed up blood.

They couldn't even withstand the residual effects.

"Retreat, retreat, 100 kilometers back."

Jiang Nan, who was experiencing everything up close, only felt a slight itch in his ears.

It felt like a mosquito was buzzing in my ear while I was sleeping.

"Ugh, these mosquitoes are so annoying."

Jiang Nan picked at his ear with his little finger.

Amidst the countless howls of souls, Hun Qianmo clearly saw Jiang Nan leisurely picking his ear even under such attacks.

Then countless illusory souls exploded one after another.

Each time the soul explodes, it emits a piercing scream.

As more and more souls exploded.

The piercing screams surged upwards like waves.

"How annoying, it's really rude to yell in someone's ear."

Jiang Nan opened his mouth.

"All souls pay homage."

Unlike Hun Qianmo, Jiang Nan did not summon countless souls.

He just hummed softly.

The screams stopped in an instant.

Sounds can cancel each other out if they reach a certain frequency.

Jiang Nan used the sonic combat technique "Ten Thousand Souls Worship" that he had just learned to counteract Hun Qianmo's "Ten Thousand Souls Worship".

The world returned to silence.

Hun Qianmo stood there dumbfounded. What a joke!

In an instant, it completely negated his worship of ten thousand souls.

What kind of powerful manipulation ability is needed to control the frequency of sound waves while using the "Worship of Ten Thousand Souls" and to counteract it?

"Monster, madman."

Hun Qianmo gritted his teeth and uttered those two words.

"Speaking of which, Old Deng, you, a Dou Sheng who is thousands of years old, actually pretended to be dead and used a sonic attack to sneak up on me, a young man who is only 18 years old. You have even less martial ethics than Teacher Ma."

Jiang Nan said with a grin.

He completely ignored the killing intent emanating from Hun Qianmo's eyes.

"You deserve to die!"

Despite his severe injuries, Hun Qianmo reached out his hand.

The withered fingers held an endless sense of death.

Jiang Nan also reached out his hand and gently grasped the fingers that Hun Qianmo had extended.

Then break it with force.

Just hear a click.

Hun Qianmo's finger was twisted and rotated 360 degrees in the opposite direction.

It's broken and shattered.

"what!"

Hun Qianmo let out a shrill scream.

"Counting on your fingers! You remind me of a famous scene, the choice between a fire poker and a big sword."

Jiang Nan released his hand and quickly grabbed Hun Qianmo's other withered finger, then forcefully pried it off.

The bones and flesh shattered instantly, then were rotated 360 degrees and bent in the opposite direction.

A mighty Battle Saint, a terrifyingly strong super expert.

He has participated in countless battles, both large and small.

He even besieged and killed Xiao Xuan, the most powerful expert in the Dou Qi Continent in the past ten thousand years.

But at this moment.

Hun Qianmo was manipulated at will, like an ant.

With a gentle smile, Jiang Nan crushed Hun Qianmo's fingers one by one, then broke them.

It hurts, it hurts too much.

However, this kind of injury is not fatal to a Dou Sheng level expert.

But it hurts a lot.

In the end, Hun Qianmo's fingers were all crushed into powder and broken into circles.

"Old Deng, have you ever heard of the Great Luo Heaven?"

Jiang Nan squatted on the ground, tilted his head, and asked.

Hun Qianmo's eyes were filled with anger, killing intent, and fear.

However, he had never heard of the Great Luo Heaven.

"Your knowledge is clearly lacking. The Great Luo Heaven refers to the highest of the thirty-six heavens in Taoism. At the same time, this heaven also gave rise to a concept and realm, namely the Great Luo Golden Immortal."

"The Golden Immortal refers to the highest pursuit of cultivators; the Great Luo means eternal freedom in all spaces; and 'gold' signifies immortality and indestructibility."

"The Great Luo Golden Immortal is an immortal who is eternally carefree and free throughout all time and space."

Jiang Nan explained calmly.

Hun Qianmo listened blankly.

Although I didn't understand some of it, I understood the last sentence.

An immortal being who is eternally free and unfettered across all time and space.