Chapter 150: The Only True Immortal Realm in Thousands of Years

Peng Feng, with his hands behind his back, walked step by step towards Xu Fu.

“Old Senior Xu Fu, let me make it clear. My attacks won’t be like yours, all soft and weak, just tickling people. You better be ready to take it.”

“Take this!”

Peng Feng threw a punch.

A punch, carrying ten thousand phenomena.

A punch, carrying true immortal energy.

A punch, carrying super high temperature.

A punch, carrying the endless might of subduing dragons.

A punch, carrying the power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna.

It directly blasted over.

This punch was not fast.

Peng Feng could actually make this punch extremely fast, but there was no need.

Xu Fu, seeing that he used the Evil Blood Calamity, Heavenly Heart Calamity from the Holy Heart Four Calamities, and the Ten Thousand Mountains Piercing Clouds from the Holy Heart Four Wonders, and still couldn’t hurt Peng Feng, only managing to graze his skin, was already greatly shocked.

Seeing Peng Feng attack.

He immediately used the Emperor’s Heavenly Thunder from the Holy Heart Four Wonders. This move could turn ice into thunder, attacking the enemy’s body, exploding like thunder.

In an instant.

Xu Fu’s right hand, carrying endless tens of thousands of volts of lightning, blasted towards Peng Feng.

Peng Feng fought Xu Fu.

Ten Thousand Forms Fist against Emperor’s Heart Raging Thunder of the Holy Heart Four Wonders.

Boom!

The next moment.

Xu Fu’s entire body, was like a cannonball.

He was directly blasted over ten miles away.

In the process of flying backwards, Xu Fu kept spitting out blood.

In his mind, there was only one thought.

How is this possible!

He had taken the Qin Emperor Pill, and his current strength was at the eighth level of the Loose Immortal Realm.

Even if Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng, the ceiling of the human world, was resurrected, it would absolutely be impossible to be blasted ten miles away with one punch.

This?

What is the opponent’s strength?

Xu Fu looked at Peng Feng in horror.

Peng Feng, with his hands behind his back, leisurely walked towards Xu Fu, who was ten miles away, smiling gently and politely: “Old Senior Xu, you must be wondering, you call yourself the eighth level of the Loose Immortal Realm, why would you be blasted away by me, a junior, with one punch. The reason? It’s very simple.”

“Because I, this junior, my strength has already surpassed Qin Shi Huang, who is known as the ceiling of the human world, and reached the True Immortal Realm!”

When Xu Fu heard Peng Feng’s words, and thought of the terrifying punch just now, he was greatly shocked.

True Immortal Realm!

True Immortal Realm!

Peng Feng was actually in the True Immortal Realm!

Xu Fu remembered Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng saying that the immortal realm and the human realm were separated, and the heaven and earth spiritual energy in the human realm was extremely thin, so the ceiling of the human realm was the tenth level of the Loose Immortal Realm. No matter how talented you are, you can only reach the tenth level of the Loose Immortal Realm.

Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng’s own talent could be said to be the first in thousands of years, unprecedented, and with no one to follow, and he was only at the tenth level of the Loose Immortal Realm.

Xu Fu believed that Peng Feng’s cultivation could not surpass Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng, the ceiling of the human world.

So, after using the Qin Emperor Pill to temporarily increase his strength to the eighth level of the Loose Immortal Realm, he dared to come and kill Peng Feng so brazenly.

As a result, now, Peng Feng actually said that he was in the True Immortal Realm.

Wouldn’t that mean that Peng Feng’s strength had already surpassed Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng, the number one person in thousands of years.

Becoming the strongest person in thousands of years.

How could there be such a strong person!

This is no longer a human!

It should be said that he is an immortal!

Loose Immortals do not enter the true stream, they can only be considered half-immortals.

That is to say, Peng Feng is the only True Immortal walking on land in thousands of years!!!

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Peng Feng, with his hands behind his back.

Walked step by step towards Xu Fu.

The wind danced wildly around Peng Feng.

The clouds circled around Peng Feng.

Thunder rumbled around Peng Feng.

Lightning wrapped around Peng Feng.

Wind, clouds, thunder, and lightning, all circled around him.

Peng Feng said very gently and politely: “Old Senior Xu Fu is truly extraordinary, to actually be able to take a punch from me and not die. Since the battle with Temujin, this junior has not seen anyone who could take a full-strength punch from me and not die. In these three hundred years, I haven’t had a satisfying fight. Today, I can finally enjoy myself.”

“Old Senior Xu, please be ready for this junior’s second punch.”

Peng Feng stepped forward, and his movement technique, which was nearly three times the speed of sound, was instantly unleashed, allowing him to travel two miles in a second.

The mere distance of ten miles was only five seconds.

Five seconds later.

Peng Feng had already thrown a punch like a shooting star, blasting towards Xu Fu.

Xu Fu, seeing Peng Feng’s speed for the first time, was caught off guard, and was directly hit without being able to dodge, and could only barely withstand it.

Bang!

Xu Fu was directly blasted away, flying another ten miles, and kept spitting out blood along the way.

Fortunately, Xu Fu was skilled in the Return of the Spirit Image, a method that consumes phoenix blood to automatically repair external injuries, but this method consumes phoenix blood and affects lifespan.

Like the severe injuries he had just suffered, recovering once would consume a hundred years of lifespan.

Normally, Xu Fu would absolutely not want to use the Return of the Spirit Image.

“It seems that you are still quite durable?” Peng Feng had already caught up, and his third punch was thrown out again.

Xu Fu was so frightened that his hair was tingling. In an instant, he used his other ultimate skill, the Seven No Extremes. This Seven No Extremes could instantly transform his body into a misty haze, and he could reorganize anywhere, which could be called the nemesis of most martial arts!

Then, Xu Fu transformed into a misty haze and reorganized not far away.

This was also the biggest disadvantage of this Seven No Extremes, he could only reorganize not far away. If he could reorganize extremely far away, Xu Fu would be able to escape as far as possible.

Peng Feng’s third punch missed.

However, Peng Feng was not nervous at all: “Oh, just now you should have transformed your body into a misty haze to dodge my third punch. This kind of skill is a bit interesting. Then let me try out this martial art of yours again.”

Peng Feng’s fourth punch came over.

Xu Fu was so frightened that he used the Seven No Extremes again.

However,

The next moment.

The misty haze that Xu Fu transformed into was directly frozen by mystic ice.

After a moment, Xu Fu’s entire body directly appeared in the frozen mystic ice, becoming an ice sculpture.

Peng Feng, with his chin in his hand, pondered: “So, your so-called Seven No Extremes that can dodge all the martial arts in the world, was directly frozen and abolished by a piece of ice. Your martial arts are indeed flashy.”

When you encounter someone weaker than you, your martial arts like the Evil Blood Calamity, Shocking Eye Calamity, and Heavenly Heart Calamity, can be used to show off, making it seem very high-class.

When you encounter someone stronger than you, you are too weak, and can’t withstand a single blow.”

“If your combat power is only this much, then, Old Senior Xu Fu, please let your life end here.”

After Peng Feng finished speaking, he directly threw his fifth punch.

Bang!

Xu Fu finally broke free from the mystic ice, but he was unable to dodge this punch, and was directly hit in the face by this punch.

Then, his entire body involuntarily fell back ten miles, and while flying backwards, he used the Return of the Spirit Image. He had taken five punches, and used the Return of the Spirit Image three times, consuming a full three hundred years of lifespan.

“You are quite durable.” Peng Feng laughed, and punched again.

One punch after another.

Every time Xu Fu took a punch, he was seriously injured, and then consumed a hundred years of lifespan to use the Return of the Spirit Image to recover from his injuries. He himself only had six hundred years of lifespan, and after using it five times, he only had a little over a hundred years of lifespan left.