World's Unparalleled Emperor

Since you are suffering, then commit suicide.

The mustache used his full strength. His body suddenly shook, as if there was a powerful fluctuation that caused the space around him to tremble slightly.

He was truly worthy of being a Divine God Realm expert, the power contained in his body was incomparably tyrannical. The powerful shockwave swept in all directions with incomparable ferocity, making Zhang Nan unable to escape.

It was extremely difficult to comprehend the divine way, but at the moment, Zhang Nan had comprehended it, and it was only his first time using the divine way, so he could not use it as he wished.

"Hey, do you still dare to sleep in front of me? To actually dare to look down on the might of a god, go and die! "

He naturally did not know what Zhang Nan was doing. He had thought that Zhang Nan was sleeping, and was obviously waiting for death to come, this was a sign that he would surrender if he knew that was not his opponent.

His body fiercely leaped up, his tall divine body resembled a gigantic mountain, with a clench of his fist, it caused the space to emit a sonic boom, and following that, a fist flew towards Zhang Nan.

This punch contained a huge amount of power, so the mustache above his head naturally did not have any mercy towards Zhang Nan. Its fist rubbed on space, causing the space above the fist to constantly ripple from the pressure, as if it was a spatial wave.

"Die!"

The corner of the mustache's mouth curled up a little. Soon, this guy that he hated the most would die under his giant fist and explode into fine powder, and that beautiful woman, the girl that was already mature would be wantonly toyed with by him.

When he was in the air, he could not help but look at Jian Xia's arrogant body, those perky butt made him feel that Jian Xia's divine body was slightly hot, this little bitch, your father will not be able to take it, that was the thinking of the mustache.

However, in the next second!

"Aiya, f * ck, why is it so painful? My head feels like it's about to explode. Not only my head, but my entire body is in pain."

Just as the fist was about to land on Zhang Nan's body, the mustache suddenly stopped, it felt pain all over its body. To be able to raise its cultivation to the level of the Great God, without question, all of them were extremely determined people. Otherwise, with so many years of cultivation, it was impossible for them to last so long.

"What's going on? How is that possible? "

The mustache did not notice that Zhang Nan's eyes had suddenly opened, and a formless energy immediately shot into his body and entered his entire body. This was the divine way Zhang Nan had comprehended, the divine way of pain, although it was useless to mid or late stage Great God, it had a huge effect on mustache s. This mustache's cultivation was originally at the early stage of the Great God Realm, and furthermore, it had just broken through, so the realm was probably not very stable.

"Boom boom!"

They yearned for the mustache's help, but in the end, they did not wait for that moment. What came their way was death, after cultivating for so many years, they fell in the end, turning into dust!

"AHH!"

The mustache cried out in pain. It was in excruciating pain and rolled around on the ground.

"Haha, since you're in pain, then commit suicide!"

Zhang Nan laughed and said loudly in the end.

"No, I've cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years, how could I kill myself? I finally became a god, he hasn't played with many women in all these years, I still haven't enjoyed myself, I've become a god, I'm an expert in the God Realm, how can I die?"

The mustache gritted its teeth as it struggled. It was not willing to die just like that.

"Let me go, what is this thing? You scoundrel, what tricks did you use against me? "

The mustache scolded, rolling in the air, in extreme pain.

"Hehe, since you are unwilling to commit suicide, then I don't have the time to play with you. I still have some important matters to attend to."

Seeing Jian Xia flying over, Zhang Nan pinched Jian Xia's perky buttocks tightly, sighing in her heart, Why is Jian Xia's buttocks still so elastic?

"AHH!"

Jian Xia was still in a daze, but upon being pinched like this, she immediately let out a soft murmur.

With a cold snort, Jian Xia, who was extremely amorous, rolled her eyes at Zhang Nan, and immediately looked at him with a face full of worry.

"Cough cough, it's fine if you're injured. If you don't believe me, let's find a bed and try it out. It'll be fine after a few rounds of battle."

A certain man coughed twice, and spoke in a serious and flirtatious manner, causing Jian Xia to blush. Wasn't this guy's fighting strength too strong?

The two of them held hands and slowly flew away.

Roll over, my mustache! The mustache cried out in pain as it rolled back and forth continuously, using all of its strength to grab onto the dirt on the ground. Its fingers were about to scratch the dirt, and its struggles had left many messy marks.

"AHH!"

Four hours later, the veins on the mustache's forehead popped out. Until now, he still could not understand what Zhang Nan had done to him, to the point where even after leaving for so long, his pain had still not disappeared.

"AHH!"

It was as if his soul was being pulled out bit by bit, and his body felt as if it was being cut by a knife. He suddenly channeled his God Power and raised his hand to slap down on his head.

"You evil disciple, if you dare to slap me, then you're not worthy to be my disciple!"

At this moment, an angry voice rang out and a bald old man appeared out of nowhere. The old man's face was yellow and his skin was like dried up bark.

The old man had a walking stick in his hand, and was looking down at the mustache angrily.

Master, save me! Help! I was done for by a bastard. It's just that my whole body is hurting. I'm about to die. "

The mustache cried out, holding its head.

"Little bastard, even a great god would find it difficult to comprehend the divine way. When did you provoke such a character? If he didn't kill you, he would torture you like this."

The old man said slowly. After he finished speaking, he waved his withered hand towards the front and an invisible force charged straight at the mustache's body, causing the invisible Divine Path of Pain to exit from the body of the mustache.