Fool Immortal Pill Emperor

Deacon Wu concentrated his gaze, the surging Innate Genuine Qi in his body circulating around his entire body, he extended his Double Palm and started dancing in the air. In an instant, all the palm prints that were both real and fake, and both real and fake, condensed in his palms. The Myriad Manifestation Palm was cultivated to the Great Perfection realm. Every palm strike was an illusion and every palm was also a real palm. It was difficult to determine if it was real or fake. The most important thing was that it could increase one's strength by 8000 pounds.    

"In the last battle, my Infinite Change Palm hasn't even reached mastery, it only increased my strength by 500 jins or so. This time, after I used the Infinite Change Palm, it was already around 26,000 jins! Chang Qianyi only has a strength of nearly seventeen thousand kilograms. I am nearly ten thousand kilograms higher than him, yet he actually wants to face me head on and stop me.    

Deacon Wu used all his strength and sent a palm strike towards Chang Qianyi.    

Immediately, a gust of cold wind blew at Chang Qianyi.    

"What a strong palm wind. He wasn't so strong the last time we fought!" felt the might of the palm wind and his expression changed. Presumably, the Deacon Wu had connected some powerful Martial Skills technique in the past few days, or perhaps had another breakthrough, but thanks to the method that the Forgotten Immortal gave him, which was a top-notch technique, cultivating it quickly, and he himself had also refined the Martial Skills to the Great Perfection Stage. Otherwise, it would have been extremely troublesome this time!    

In the time it took for a spark to fly off a piece of flint, Chang Qianyi made a decision in his mind.    

Inside his body, the Innate Genuine Qi suddenly erupted. Chang Qianyi evenly extended both of his hands, and facing the incoming Deacon Wu and Lin Yuanzhi, nearly thirty-two thousand kilograms of strength surged!    

"Rumble …"    

The two palms almost collided with each other in an instant. Immediately, a thunderous sound rang out, shaking the entire mountain and causing an unparalleled force to burst out from beneath their feet, wanting to disperse in all directions.    

Lin Yuanzhi just had the time to rush to the two of them side, but before he could do anything, he felt a strong impact from in front of him, causing him to be pushed back immediately, falling onto the ground as he spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at Chang Qianyi in shock, at some point in time, he was an expert who was on equal footing as Chang Qianyi, to the point that to an outsider, he looked more powerful than Chang Qianyi, but now, it was just the force produced when Chang Qianyi was fighting that actually sent him flying!    

"Hmm? "What's that?"    

Lin Yuanzhi just had the time to raise his head, but in his line of sight, there was another figure that was flying back like him.    

Deacon Wu flew backwards as he stared at Chang Qianyi. The moment he clashed against Chang Qianyi's palm, he immediately felt a majestic power transmitted to him, a power that far surpassed his own. In just a moment, he heard a "kacha" sound come from his wrist, and then his body was pushed back.    

BOOM!    

Deacon Wu dropped to the ground, his body arched as he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. This palm from Chang Qianyi was simply too strong; just a single palm had caused him to receive a considerable amount of internal injuries, and caused his internal organs to hurt from the shock.    

"It's actually Deacon Wu!"    

Lin Yuanzhi finally saw that Deacon Wu, who had fallen on the ground just like him, had been shocked to the point that his brain was almost turned into a state of chaos. The Deacon Wu was actually not Chang Qianyi's match, how was this possible! Last time when the two of them fought, wasn't Deacon Wu slightly stronger than Chang Qianyi? Furthermore, Deacon Wu had achieved a large success in his godly technique, how could he not be a match for Chang Qianyi!    

They had all heard about the situation when Chang Qianyi was fighting with the Deacon Wu seven or eight days ago, and there were even people who had personally witnessed the two of them fighting. However, at that time, the two of them were still in a tie, so how could Deacon Wu be sent flying with a single palm strike in just a few days?!    

"Chang Qianyi's palm strike contained at least fifteen thousand kilograms of strength."    

Deacon Wu wiped the blood off his mouth and looked at Chang Qianyi in disbelief: "Chang Qianyi, how did you become so strong?"    

"Simple." Chang Qianyi gave a bland laugh, and said: "Don't think that you're the only one who has a Martial Skills of the Yellow Rank. I have one too, and one that is even stronger than yours!"    

Chang Qianyi paused, his face suddenly changed, and he shouted: "Deacon Wu, before my nephew Chang Sheng fights, we will definitely bet on ourselves! Now that my nephew has won, according to the previous rules, you will lose to my nephew and become his servant! Now you actually want to attack him, a servant attacking his own master, according to the laws of the Da Qi Kingdom, you should have broken your car! Now, I will kill you with my own hands! "    

Finished, Chang Qianyi's figure flashed, and suddenly rushed towards Deacon Wu!    

"This is bad!"    

The Deacon Wu saw Chang Qianyi's figure rushing over and thought that something was wrong. He turned and quickly fled. Right now, he was no longer Chang Qianyi's match, so escaping the thirty six strategies was still the best option.    

Chang Sheng stood on the hillside, and when he saw the Deacon Wu who had turned around to flee from afar, he snorted coldly.    

You still want to run? I'll see where you can run to!