Strengthening the Cultivation of the City

"Pooh!"

King Weiqing still refused to accept it, especially when he heard Han Tian say that he was not as good as King Zhentian.

So King Weiqing also got angry, and layers of cyan lines appeared on those hard fists.

These cyan lines seem to be able to absorb the power of heaven and earth. The moment they appear, they arouse the surrounding aura, and for a while, the wind surges and the earth shakes.

"Han Tian, ​​give me another punch!"

King Wei Qing came, punched out, and the earth collapsed. If there were no barriers around, this mountain and the surrounding cities would be blown up.

"This punch is so strong!"

Zuo Qing, who was watching the battle, showed serious expressions.

"It's a bit like a king of heaven."

Liu Jiajia also nodded and said.

No wonder King Wei Qing didn't like to hear Han Tian mention King Zhen Tian, ​​because the two men did have similarities.

It's just that King Tiantian takes the path of physical body, while King Weiqing takes the path of strength.

King Zhentian's physical body is comparable to a spiritual weapon, so that he possesses great power; while King Weiqing's strength relies on a pair of hard iron fists!

The two are different, yet similar.

"Crackling"

Electric arcs gradually emerged from Han Tian's body, and at the same time Han Tian's eyes also released streaks of fighting intent, which was a desire for pure power.

And looking at the King Weiqing who came to kill him, Han Tian let out a low shout, and then punched him out!
At the same time, the electric arcs around Han Tian's body became more and more violent, and his black hair gradually grew longer and turned into white and blue.

Innate form of life!
"Boom!"

Han Tian and King Weiqing clashed head-on with this punch, causing a huge force ripple, which continuously impacted the barrier, and the rocks and land within the barrier rolled round and round.

Zuo Qing, Liu Jiajia and the others all used their true energy shields to protect themselves from the dirt hitting them.

This mountain has been broken into pieces.

"Good guy."

King Wei Qing didn't expect Han Tian to receive his punch, and there was a touch of shock in his eyes.

At the same time, he looked at Han Tian's innate spirit form with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Your physical body is equal to King Zhentian." King Weiqing also subconsciously compared Han Tian with King Zhentian.

"But Tiantian King was defeated. If someone hadn't interceded for him, he would have died." After Han Tian finished speaking, his figure disappeared suddenly.

Seeing this, King Weiqing's expression changed instantly, and he quickly showed vigilance.

"Behind you!"

A voice suddenly sounded from behind King Weiqing, King Weiqing turned around quickly and punched out at the same time.

"It's behind you!"

Even though King Weiqing turned around, the voice was still behind King Weiqing.

King Weiqing rushed forward.

But before rushing out, a big hand pinned his shoulder.

King Weiqing only felt a huge force spreading from his shoulders all over his body, and then his whole body was wheeled up!
"bang bang bang"

King Wei Qing was wheeled several times by Han Tian like a sandbag, and then fell to the ground.

Standing on top of King Weiqing, Han Tian grabbed King Weiqing's collar with his left hand, and punched King Weiqing in the face with his right hand.

"Oh!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Punch after punch, even though King Wei Qing was angry, he couldn't break free for a while and could only be beaten.

"Are you satisfied?"

When encountering this kind of immortal cultivator who takes the power all the way, Han Tian also likes to use his strength to subdue him.

"Bang bang bang!"

Han Tian's fists were also very hard, and he beat King Wei Qing until his mouth bleeds, and the bridge of his nose was broken, but King Wei Qing never bowed his head.

Without bowing his head, Han Tian continued to fight.

"what……"

King Wei Qing let out a roar, his fist covered with cyan lines, glowed again at this moment, and the cyan lines emerged again, adding another layer!
"Go to hell!"

King Weiqing shouted loudly, and punched Han Tian with both fists.

Han Tian reacted very quickly, grabbed his wrist quickly, then gave a low shout, turned around and rolled aside, only heard a click, King Wei Qing's wrist was snapped off by Han Tian!

"what!"

King Weiqing screamed, and the real energy in his body surged quickly, repairing his wrist.

He was in a cold sweat, and he also felt a little afraid of Han Tian deep in his heart.

"I was able to draw with King Tiantian, but when it comes to him, I can't even take a single move?" King Wei Qing was shocked.

Han Tian is so strong?

But King Zhentian is already the pinnacle existence in the Nascent Soul Realm, so how strong is this Han Tian's fighting power?
Could it be that he is in the realm of transforming gods?
"King Wei Qing, let's go up together and learn a few tricks with Han Xianzun." Real person Jing Yi sent a voice transmission.

"If I can't beat them, even if we fight together, the result will still be the same?" King Weiqing sneered.

Master Jingyi sighed.

Han Tian's strength has completely surpassed the shackles of the Nascent Soul Realm. Not to mention anything else, that powerful physical body is enough to give them a headache.

"Han Tian, ​​my iron fist can superimpose seven layers of blue patterns." King Wei Qing was also ready to fight, and said to Han Tian.

"I'll let you add one more layer." Han Tian said indifferently.

King Weiqing jumped up when he heard this.

What's the matter, Lao Tzu's "Qing Wen Fist" can only stack seven layers, even if I want to add one more layer, I can't do it!

"click click"

Cyan lines appeared on King Weiqing's iron fist again. He had already superimposed two layers just now, and now the third layer is starting.

After each layer is superimposed, his fists are more powerful than before.

But when it reached the fifth layer, King Weiqing showed a difficult look.

Obviously, based on his attainment or other factors, his limit should be the fifth floor.

"Your physical body is too weak. Forcibly increasing your strength will only leave behind irreparable dark wounds." Seeing this, Han Tian also saw it clearly.

"Hey, let's go to the fifth floor. It's the first time for me to have five layers of blue patterns..." King Weiqing felt the powerful force from the iron fist, which made him full of awe for the world again.

"Cherish it quickly, this is your highlight moment." Zuo Qing couldn't help but said, "Because after today, you will either die or be disabled."

King Weiqing has black hair.

But he thinks that with his current strength, he can definitely take down the Heaven Suppressing King!
So with Han Tian, ​​there must be a battle!
"bring it on!"

King Wei Qing rose to mid-air, looked at Han Tian below, he transported enough real energy, and smashed down hard with both fists!
Han Tian sneered, secretly thinking that the light of ants still wants to stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods?

He rushed straight up!
"boom!"

Han Tian punched out, and the divine light from King Weiqing's iron fist went out directly. No matter how powerful King Weiqing's punch was, King Weiqing's expression at the moment was already ugly.

Is it not enough?

There are five layers of blue patterns superimposed, can't they still deal with Han Tian?

Don't even have the strength to fight?

"Boom boom boom!"

Facing King Wei Qing's fist wind, Han Tian rushed into the air, shattering his fist wind and divine light along the way, and finally raised his hand to grab Wei Qing King's neck!

"Can't you feel your insignificance?"

Han Tian sneered, and then threw his arm hard, directly throwing King Weiqing down!

Everything, stop here!