Many people in the audience wanted to ridicule Yang Teng for being too arrogant, and many ready words came to their mouths.

Before they could say it, the monk on the stage had already punched.

Both fists hit Yang Teng in the chest at the same time.

But Yang Teng was as stable as a mountain, his feet were as if they had roots, and he stood firmly on the ring.

There were no scars on the chest that was punched twice, and no blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

On the contrary, the monk who punched the monk had unstable feet and took a big step back seven or eight steps before he could barely stand firm.

With a dull and frightened look on his face, the monk couldn't figure out what kind of combat skills Yang Teng was, with such a strong defense ability and extremely strong rebounding force, which almost caused him to be injured in both fists.

Yang Teng shook his head, "Your power is not good, at most it's tickling. If you do, there are two more tricks, and I'm going to take action!"

The monk was somewhat reserving of this punch just now and did not display all his strength.

The second punch was released, he no longer had any reservations, quickly circulated all his strength, and roared out the second punch.

"Bang!" The fist hit the void, making a bang bang sound, with invincible momentum!

With such a punch, a mountain will be knocked down. How can the flesh and blood fight against it?

Many people closed their eyes and said that this arrogant Yang Teng was killed by himself.

"Boom!" The monk's fists fell accurately on Yang Teng's chest for the second time.

"Ah!" Then a scream came.

After that, Yang Teng must have been injured, and even had the possibility of being killed by a punch. Listen to the scream, you will know that the consequences are serious.

No! After the scream, Yang Teng stood there with a smile on his face, stretching out two fingers with his raised palm, indicating that this was the opponent's second move.

The monk who punched Yang Teng had a pale face. One of his fists was seriously injured, his skin was blooming, revealing his white bones.

What's going on? The monks watching the battle were stunned. Yang Teng seemed to have no feeling when he fell on his body with two powerful punches.

What kind of cultivation level is he?

With such violent fists, even a saint-level strongman cannot remain indifferent. Could it be that Yang Teng's cultivation is still above the saint's realm?

It's impossible!

Yang Teng clearly has the eighth level of innate heaven in the Juyuan stage. The monks present saw it very clearly that this was not Yang Teng's hidden cultivation.

What was even more shocked was the monk who shot Yang Teng. He completely forgot the pain of his fist injury and looked at Yang Teng blankly.

"You! How did you do it!" The monk had a huge doubt in his heart. If he didn't understand this, he didn't have the courage to continue to take action.

Yang Teng's defense is so strong that he can't break his defense no matter how hard he fights. How can he continue to fight? It's better to give up as soon as possible.

As soon as he thought of this, he felt relieved.

Yang Teng sneered: "If I ask you what you are best at, will you tell me the martial arts and combat skills you are good at! If you want to do it, hurry up. If you don't take action, don't blame me for taking action!"

The monk suddenly woke up, and he still had a chance.

If he can't defeat Yang Teng this time, he will not have any confidence in defeating Yang Teng.

He stood here and let him take action without moving, but he could not injure Yang Teng. I really don’t know how he would resist after Yang Teng made a move.

No, this time it must achieve results!

A grim smile appeared on the monk's face and he took out a long sword.

"Yang Teng! You asked me to take three moves first, but you didn't say I was not allowed to use weapons, right?"

Yang Teng laughed: "Since you dare to take three moves first, of course I don't care whether you are bare-handed or using weapons. Even if you do it, this is your last chance, and you must seize it."

No! Hearing Yang Teng's words, the monks were in an uproar, standing here without moving, allowing their opponents to make moves casually, and allowing weapons to be used. Yang Teng is really looking for death!

"Woo!" The monk on the opposite side stabbed out with a sword. This time, he changed direction.

The first two punches hit Yang Teng's chest, which did not cause any damage to Yang Teng, but instead caused his own fist to be damaged.

Maybe Yang Teng is wearing treasures such as armor with extremely high defense.

If he continues to attack Yang Teng’s chest, he will definitely not have a good effect.

Therefore, the monk changed the direction of attack and stabbed Yang Teng's face with his long sword.

The direction pointed by the sword was Yang Teng's right eye.

The eyes are very weak parts of the human body and are more susceptible to damage than other parts. Few people can practice the eyes, unless they are extremely strange martial arts and combat skills, they can practice the eyes.

Otherwise, the eyes would have almost no defense ability.

"Swish!" The sword pierced through the space and made a terrifying sound, stabbing Yang Teng's eyes.

The monks held their breath and stared at them without blinking. They wanted to witness whether Yang Teng could still use his magical super defensive ability this time to withstand the attack of this sword.

Yang Teng stood there, his feet still moving, his face still maintained a faint smile, his eyes not blinking, just looking at the sword stabbed in front of him.

"Ding!" With a crisp sound, the opponent's sword suddenly stopped inch in front of Yang Teng's eyes.

The monk felt the power transmitted from his arm, and the sword seemed to stab on an extremely hard iron plate, unable to continue to penetrate a half point.

Moreover, the sound made is also the sound of metal and iron clashing.

At this moment, the monk had an illusion in his mind. Could this Yang Teng not be a flesh-and-blood body, different from a normal human monk's body, and a body made of steel?

"The third move is over, now it's my turn to fight back!" Yang Teng didn't give this monk too much time to think.

With a loud shout, he used his fists to use the Void Breaking Fist, and two steel-like fists suddenly burst out.

"Boom!" The power of the two fists made the cultivator on the opposite side frightened. Is this the strength that the cultivation level of the eighth level of the innate realm of the Juyuan period should have?

Why did he have an illusion that Yang Teng is more like a semi-saint-level powerful man?

The monk's reaction speed was still very fast and immediately waved his sword to resist.

"Crotch!" Yang Teng's fist accurately hit the sharpest blade of his opponent's sword.

The sharp sword blade did not pierce Yang Teng's fist. As the monk thought in his mind, Yang Teng's body was completely wrapped in a Vajra cover, and any part of his body was extremely hard. This was not only reflected in defense. Yang Teng took the initiative to attack, but his fist also had this superposition power.

The opponent felt his arm numb, and the sword was almost blown away by Yang Teng.

"You are worth showing off if you can block my punch!" Yang Teng shouted loudly: "Come on again, I think you can resist a few more times."

"Boom!" The power of a pair of iron fists is even stronger under the power bonus of the Vajra cover.

This was an unexpected result that Lan Qinian, who passed it to him on the Void Broken Fist.

"Crotch!" Another collision of gold and iron.

The opponent felt that this arm was about to be destroyed, and the power transmitted from the sword was unimaginable.

"You hit me twice, I've returned it." Yang Teng stopped the fist.

The monk relaxed. Judging from this posture, Yang Teng was not ready to continue attacking. It was great.

"But you stabbed me with a sword. I can't get this sword in vain. I'm not good at using swords, so I can only use a knife to exchange for this move. You can watch out, as long as I take my sword, I can spare you!" Yang Teng took out the Tianhuang Sword casually.

Although the Void Broken Fist is very powerful, it is still not as powerful as the Tianhuang Knife.

Isn’t this an obvious truth? No matter how powerful the flesh and blood fist is, it can be more powerful than an imperial weapon!

"Please take the call!" Yang Teng shouted loudly, and the Tianhuang Dao once again stimulated a bright moon.

The so-called "one move" is full of fresh food. Yang Teng's most proud sword technique is to cut it with one sword, so he naturally needs to use it without restrictions.

No! The monk on the opposite side was immediately frightened. He had seen the power of Yang Teng's move.

Now I have experienced it myself, and the taste is different.

Seeing the bearded man falling down just now, the monk was already very alert to Yang Teng's slash and knew the power of this slash.

Now it's his turn, and truly experience the power of a slash with one sword.

This monk only felt that his body was surrounded by a bright spot. As long as a sharp gap appeared, the sword that was dancing rapidly would be taken advantage of by the light spot.

With a puff sound, the monk was hit by countless stabs.

He also failed to escape the fate of the bearded man.

The sword in his hand could not dance quickly, and when he loosened his palm, the sword fell to the ground.

Then a big foot appeared in front of him and sent him out of the competitive arena.

Without any accident, the monk closed his eyes and lost his breath after he fell to the ground.

Yang Teng ignored this and walked towards the next opponent with the sword of heaven.

"I didn't let you wait and see, I said it would be very soon. You guys at this level would look down on you if you say one knife. Anyway, it won't take half an hour to kill them all."

The third opponent was already scared.

Yang Teng's defense ability is amazing. He looked at the last battle carefully and could not find any way to crack Yang Teng's defense.

But Yang Teng has stronger attack ability, how to deal with this?

If I had known this, I wouldn't have come up to challenge Yang Teng with an impulse.

There is no way out now, so I can only bite the bullet and go.

Without waiting for him to express his feelings, Yang Teng said: "There are six more. They are too slow to fight one by one. There are others waiting to come up and challenge them. You can't just occupy the competitive arena. I think it's better. If you six of you go together, I will work harder, and I will resolve the battle as soon as possible and give the competitive arena to others."

What's going on!

Not only these six opponents were stunned, but the monks in the audience were also stunned.

Yang Teng wants to challenge six emperors of the Void Refining Stage at one time?

Are you sure he isn't crazy?

The old sloppy, who was located outside the crowd, smiled bitterly, "Only God knows what crazy he can do next moment."

Many of the monks watching the battle below stared at Yang Teng, and their eyes burst into light.

At this moment, many real peerless geniuses recognized Yang Teng in their hearts and regarded Yang Teng as a real opponent.
Chapter completed!