Seeing the disciples of Qingyun Immortal Sect suddenly withdrawing, the smile on Nie Xuanji's face suddenly froze.
"What's going on?"
Based on his understanding of Qingyun Immortal Sect, Li Qingyun and others attach great importance to Wang Teng and would never abandon Wang Teng suddenly and leave first, but now...
Why?
What are their intentions?
Could it be that he was shocked by the power he showed?
Although this possibility is unlikely, after all, when he took action just now, Li Qingyun planned to confront him head-on, but this is the only way to explain it.
After all, even if Li Qingyun valued Wang Teng, he was still the leader of the sect, and it was impossible for him to put the lives of hundreds of thousands of disciples at risk for one Wang Teng...
Think of this.
Nie Xuanji felt a little relieved.
Just when he was comforting himself that the reason for Qingyun Immortal Sect's withdrawal must be the same as what he had guessed, the huge fist that he punched and condensed with mana also flew in front of Wang Teng.
Seeing that the terrifying fist containing the full power of the powerful Yuanxian was close at hand, Wang Teng still stood there stupidly, as if he was too frightened to move, and a smile broke out on Nie Xuanji's face again.
"Hahaha, sure enough, in front of the powerful Yuanxian, even the most evil genius has no power to fight back..."
For a while.
He was in a good mood, as if he had seen the scene where Wang Teng's body was defeated by a punch and his soul was captured by him.
at the same time.
On the flying boat.
The disciples of the Creation Immortal Sect, who were originally worried about the sudden evacuation of the Qingyun Immortal Sect, suddenly felt relieved when they saw that Wang Teng did not resist at all.
"Hahaha, such a close distance contains such terrifying power. This time, Wang Teng cannot escape."
"I should be worried about what kind of bad things that old boy Li Qingyun is holding back. Now it seems that he just saw the terror of the great elder and gave up, so he left in a hurry."
"Hmph! Do you think that if you leave now, all the past things can be wiped out? What a dream!"
"That's right! The Qingyun Immortal Sect is harboring thieves. Even if they don't admit their mistakes obediently, they still dare to chase us. They deserve death."
"After the Great Elder kills Wang Teng, we must go to the Qingyun Immortal Sect and completely eradicate the Qingyun Immortal Sect."
"Yes! Qingyun Immortal Sect can never exist anymore."
"What the hell, after so many days of suffering, I can finally feel proud and avenge my shame."
"Speaking of which, we can escape the fate of being hunted, thanks to the great elder."
"Yes, the great elder is the savior of our Creation Immortal Sect. He is like... who is more qualified to be the sect leader."
"That's right! During the journey of cultivation, the strong will be respected. If some losers are wise, they will quickly abdicate and make way for the worthy."
"The great elder is mighty!"
"..."
For a while.
Almost all the disciples of the Creation Immortal Sect began to be sincerely convinced by the Great Elder.
Although their discussion was not loud, everyone present was a monk, so they naturally overheard it.
The fans were very happy to see that Nie Xuanji had gone from being a traitor seeking power to usurping the throne, to being the next leader of the clan who was popular and widely expected.
but.
There was one person who was not so happy, and that person was Fang Wuji.
He had just woken up when he heard his disciples talking about Nie Xuanji, which made him, who was already depressed, suddenly feel even worse.
Although the disciples did not criticize him by name, any normal person would be able to hear it.
"Damn it! It's so abominable! I didn't expect that Nie Xuanji, who is usually respectful to me, would hide it so deeply..."
Looking at the figure standing proudly in the void, Fang Wuji was so angry that he almost broke his back molars.
Damn it!
He is the legitimate sect leader!
All this glory should belong to him!
It's all the blame on that damn traitor and Wang Teng. If they hadn't been angry with him several times, he wouldn't have been so angry that he fainted at this juncture, let alone Fat Nie Xuanji who had taken advantage of the opportunity to seize power...
Think of this.
His hatred for Wang Teng deepened even more.
As for why you only hate Wang Teng and not those disciples who escaped from the battle and betrayed the sect?
That's naturally because the traitors have long since disappeared, but Wang Teng is right in front of them.
Seeing that Nie Xuanji's attack was getting closer and closer to Wang Teng, and the distance between the two sides was less than an inch. Fang Wuji couldn't help but become nervous, and subconsciously clenched his fists.
"Death...die...die..."
He kept praying in his heart, hoping that this blow would take away Wang Teng.
but.
He didn't want Wang Teng to die too quickly. It would be best if he and Nie Xuanji could both suffer losses. Then he would stand up and take charge of the overall situation and re-establish his prestige.
With this thought in mind, he paid more and more attention to the situation on the battlefield.
Close...
Humph, it’s close...
The fist with condensed mana has reached Wang Teng's head and even touched Wang Teng's hair. If nothing goes wrong, it will fall on Wang Teng in the next second.
This moment.
All the disciples of the Creation Immortal Sect clenched their fists subconsciously, and some were even so nervous that they held their breath, not even daring to breathe out, for fear of disturbing the battlefield situation...
Just when everyone was expecting Wang Teng to have his head blown off.
In the center of the battlefield, Wang Teng, who has always been the center of attention, is still collecting Thunder Tribulation Liquid.
As for the fist above the head that contains terrifying murderous intent?
Of course he noticed.
but.
He didn't care. After all, for him, this power was too weak to leave the slightest trace on his body. He was too lazy to waste time. It was more important to collect the Thunder Tribulation Liquid. This was the most important thing.
Maybe it can make his cultivation even further.
then.
As everyone was looking forward to it, under Wang Teng's indulgence, the fist made of mana successfully landed on Wang Teng.
See the situation.
The disciples of the Creation Immortal Sect immediately cheered.
"Ahhh! I hit it. I finally hit it. It's so good."
"Huh... I was really scared to death just now. Seeing how calm Wang Teng was, I thought he really had the strength to compete with the Great Elder. Now it seems that I was overthinking it."
"Ha! How could he be calm? I think he was clearly frightened by the great elder's Yuanxian level strength."
"That's definitely the case! Huh! Wang Teng, I made you arrogant and made you not take our Creation Immortal Sect seriously, and now you are finally getting retribution."
"You deserve it! This is the fate of looking down on our sect that has been passed down for thousands of years."
"Wang Teng, this scourge, is finally going to die, right? That's great. I can't wait to see him being tortured by the great elder until he can neither survive nor die."
"..."
This moment.
Almost everyone felt that Wang Teng was bound to die. After all, he was only an early-stage Golden Immortal. How could he not die after enduring the full blow of the Yuan Immortal's power?