2739: C2739 One Palm to Suppress 3

C2739 One Palm to Suppress 3

"Boom!"

It was as if the entire world had turned dark.

The sun and moon were reversed.

At this moment, the Heavenly King had truly unleashed the Heavenly Dao to its limit. Above the sky, it was as if a giant Xuying had been born. It was extremely terrifying.

Prince Xin Ting held the Xin Ting Marquis Blade in his hand as he charged forward. The Heavenly King entered the sky and seemed to have merged with the sky. Following this, a terrifying power was born from the Tianmu as it charged toward Prince Xin Ting.

Prince Xin Ting was not surprised by the danger that came from the Heaven's Will. He said calmly, "Is this the limit of the Dao of the Divine Path? Borrowing the power of the heavens? But so what? I created a world of my own and have long since broken free from the restrictions of the secular world. Your world won't be able to destroy me."

"Slash!"

With a cracking sound, the saber light destroyed the Heavens.

The Heavenly King did not care. One of the wills of heaven was destroyed, followed by tens of thousands, endless.

The people of the Tenth Layer of Heaven looked at him coldly.

He was overestimating himself.

In the end, Cultivator was still a little lacking in the Divine Path.

How could he be compared to people like them who cultivated the world?

To the people of the Divine Path, they served the Heavenly Dao and were slaves of the Great Dao. However, they, the people of the cultivation world, were truly existences that stood above the Great Dao.

They were Transcendors.

As the boundless will of the heavens descended, prince Xin Ting's gaze was indifferent. Then, he sent a strike flying into the nine heavens, and the saber in his hand slashed down once again.

However, right at this moment, the Heavenly King glanced at Prince Xin Ting and suddenly stretched out his hand. Then, the Heaven's Will seemed to follow him and a terrifying Heaven Imperial Hand appeared. It rushed towards Prince Xin Ting from thousands of miles away.

"Slash!"

Prince Xin Ting was extremely confident. He had long broken away from the Heavenly Dao, so how could the heavens stop and kill him?

"Bang!" But in the next second, when Prince Xin Ting collided with the gigantic palm, his expression changed. His saber slashed against the gigantic palm, but this time, it did not cut through it. Instead, it was caught by the gigantic palm and stuck there?

"How is this possible?"

Prince Xin Ting found it hard to believe.

He wasn't restricted by the Heavenly Dao, so why was he controlled by the Heavenly Dao?

After all, there was only one possibility for this to happen. It was that the Heavenly Dao of Cultivator was stronger than him.

However, the Heavenly King wasn't the Cultivator of the world. His Heavenly Dao should be the tip of the iceberg that created the world. How could it suppress his Heavenly Dao?

The Heavenly King looked at Prince Xin Ting as if he was looking at a fool.

Who said that his father cultivated the Creation Heavenly Dao?

Idiot.

"Suppress!"

As soon as he uttered those words, the giant palm of Heaven's Path released a terrifying force that pressed down endlessly. Prince Xin Ting felt a destructive force coming from it, as if it wanted to crush his bones. He roared once again, trying to get rid of the pressure, but no matter what, it was impossible.

"Kill!"

Prince Xin Ting exploded once again, and all of the world energy merged into the Xin Ting Saber. A shocking saber light that seemed to come from another world slashed out swiftly.

"Boom!"

The heavens and earth were extinguished, and the smoke of wolves filled the air.

In the next moment, the figures of the Heavenly King and Prince Xin Ting disappeared from the Tenth Layer of Heaven at the same time.

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned: "Where did they go?"

"It hit the dimensional crack. ... " Someone murmured. "It's too terrifying."

Everyone couldn't help but feel some regret. Such a vast battle couldn't be witnessed personally.

However, they could only look forward to it in their hearts.

Just like that, the chaotic space continued for a long time.

Suddenly, a ray of light flickered. Then, everyone's eyes became startled. A beam of light flew out like a meteor and smashed into a pile of ruins with a bang.

"Is it over?"

"Who is it?"

The Tenth Heaven's experts all tensed up.

Even Chu Yan felt the same way. He quickly used his Divine Sense to probe.

However, the space was too chaotic. Even Expert, who had opened the doors of the Eight Gates and Nine Gates, could not detect anything. He could only wait for the smoke to disperse.

After a while, the sandstorm disappeared, and a figure stood up from the deep pit with difficulty. Then, the hearts of the people in the Tenth Heaven jumped violently.

This...

"How is this possible..." The people from the Tenth Heaven shook their heads in disbelief.

The person who had been shot down was Prince Xin Ting!

Crack!

And this was not enough. Everyone had been staring at Prince Xin Ting, but at this moment, they suddenly heard a clear cracking sound. A crack suddenly appeared on the Xin Ting Marquis Blade that Prince Xin Ting had been holding, and then the blade shattered.

Broken?

The famous sacristy of the Xin Ting Emperor was broken?

This sacristy that came from the real world, which was rare even in the Tenth Heaven, was shattered by the Heavenly King with a single palm?

Everyone raised their heads again and saw that the sky had returned to its calm state. The Heavenly King once again appeared there, and his body returned to its normal state. He was still as proud as before.

"Why?"

At this moment, the people of the Tenth Heavenly Layer felt a sense of despair.

Defeated?

The Heavenly King swept his gaze toward Prince Xin Ting. He said indifferently, "You're not bad. You made me use 80% of my strength."

"Pfft!" Prince Xin Ting, who was already heavily injured, spat out another mouthful of blood when he heard this.2

He stared fixedly at the Heavenly King, no longer possessing his previous pride and transcendence. After a long while, he asked, "Why? Why can you defeat me? "

He could not understand. He was the Cultivator of the world, so he should have absolute control over those who were on the Divine Path.

The Heavenly King glanced at Prince Xin Ting and harrumphed coldly." It's very simple. Although I am cultivating the Heavenly Dao of the Divine Path, as long as I cultivate the Heavenly Dao of that world, which is stronger than your world, I will be able to defeat you! "

"That's impossible!" Prince Xin Ting roared in a low voice. "The Creator has no master, his Great Dao is incomplete, and the Creation Heavenly Dao is incomplete. How can it compare to the Heavenly Dao of my perfect world?"

"Idiot." The Heavenly King cursed once again. He sneered: "Who told you that I am cultivating the Path of Creation?"

Prince Xin Ting was stunned when he heard this.

That's right.

The Heavenly King was the Divine Path's Cultivator, but who set the rules that the Heavenly King... must be the Divine Path that created the world?

"You are not Cultivator of the Divine Path of Creation? This is impossible. Then who is the Cultivator of the Divine Path of World?"

"What do you care?"

The Heavenly King rolled his eyes, which made Prince Xin Ting's face turn even paler.

However, the Heavenly King didn't say anything.

Damn it, it was really difficult to win. It was all thanks to him that he had kept a trump card. Otherwise, he would have really screwed up this time. Fortunately, the Heavenly King ignored Prince Xin Ting. His eyes swept across the other peak experts of the Tenth Heaven, Expert. "Who else? He's not bad just now, but he hasn't forced me to use my full strength yet. Is there anyone else who isn't convinced? You can all come together! "

Many of the Expert's faces darkened once more, but they were unable to say anything.

Shame!

Failure!

But even Prince Xin Ting had been defeated. Who would still dare to go up?

It wasn't that there weren't people in the Tenth Heaven who were stronger than Prince Xin Ting, but would those people make a move?

Of course not!

This was the same as Chu Yan. Would those who were truly at the top lower their reputation at this time?

But if those people didn't fight, what was the point of the others attacking?

Could they win?

Impossible.

Thus, the people of Level Ten only felt one word.

Suffocated!

Unprecedented grievance!

The small one couldn't defeat Chu Yan, and the old one couldn't defeat the Heavenly King either.

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