Yun Xiaoyao stood in front of Wang Teng. He was worried about the supreme elder of the Yinsha Sect. After all, the other party was a strong man in the holy realm. Wang Teng's cultivation level was too different, so he was worried that Wang Teng would fight with him.
By then it will be too late to rescue.
However, Wang Teng walked out from behind him: "Back off, it's just the early stage of the Holy Saint. It's not that easy to kill me!"
He retreated from Yun Xiaoyao, and his aura was blazing. Facing the Supreme Elder of Yinsha Sect, who was in the early stage of the holy realm, he had no intention of being afraid. He wanted to fight with him and temper himself.
"boom!"
Wang Teng holds the Shura Sword, the scarlet blood in his eyes is dazzling, and his whole body is like a rainbow. The killing field and the divine fire field bloom one after another, and the vision of the sword dancing in the sky and the star shining in the world also bloom with terrifying power.
As Wang Teng's cultivation level improved, these methods also became more powerful, and their power should not be underestimated.
Faced with the attack by the Supreme Elder of the Yinsha Sect, Wang Teng turned over the Shura sword in his hand and burst into blazing light. The extremely powerful sword light poured out like a waterfall, slashing at the Supreme Elder of the Yinsha Sect.
The sword light bloomed one after another, like a rushing flood. The aura in it was violent, sharp and fierce. Coupled with the immortal sword intention, dual realms, and the blessing of two visions, it made its power terrifying, and the sword pressure that bloomed was terrifying.
It made the void roar and tremble, as if it was about to break the sky.
Domains and visions both have strong repressive power, but when the power on the opposite side reaches a certain level, this repression becomes negligible.
The Supreme Elder of the Yinsha Sect is a sage and powerful man with boundless and powerful magical power. Although his understanding of the rules of the great road is much inferior to that of Wang Teng in terms of rank, his strength is still terrifying.
He flipped his hand and struck out with a palm, huge power surged, and wherever it passed, the void was crushed to pieces. The incomparable force suppressed Wang Teng's magnificent sword light, allowing Wang Teng to slash out
The criss-crossing swords are extremely sharp and domineering, but under the bombardment of this absolute power, it is difficult to compete.
"Crack!"
"Hoola la!"
The huge mana palm prints shuttled through the rules, and the runes were crystal clear, colliding with the sword light that was rushing like a flood. The fierce and powerful sword light was, in just the blink of an eye, destroyed by that terrifying holy-level sword light.
The force caused it to shatter into pieces, and it was crushed into countless light spots and air currents, sputtering in all directions.
The aftermath of the tyrannical power was released, Wang Teng's scarlet eyes turned, and his body rose up into the air, like a heavenly sword rushing up to the ninth level, avoiding the impact of the violent aftermath of power.
Yun Xiaoyao also fell backwards. Although the aftermath of this power could not hurt him, since the young master did not want him to take action at this moment, there was no need for him to reveal his strength or identity at this moment.
His body slid backwards and slid, then he tapped his toes and disappeared into a blur. He reappeared on the puppet warship and looked at Wang Teng rising into the sky with twinkling eyes.
He originally wanted to take action to suppress this holy and powerful man. Even if he was unable to explode with too much strength due to his injuries, it would not be too difficult to suppress him.
But Wang Teng insisted on competing with him, and seemed to plan to use the opponent's hand to temper himself. Although this seemed to him to be risky, he had no choice but to be more vigilant, so that if anything went wrong, he could take action at any time.
"Um?"
"Hmph, with some skills, you can actually avoid this palm from me!"
The Supreme Elder of the Yinsha Sect narrowed his eyes, and a ray of cold light appeared in his eyes, shooting towards Wang Teng who was rising into the sky.
The sword tide that Wang Teng had just slashed was quite powerful. Although it was shattered by his palm, the power of his palm was also offset a lot.
At the same time, Wang Teng's speed in avoiding the residual power of his palm also surprised him slightly.
However, he felt relieved when he thought that even the leader of the sect, Li Yu, a powerful person in the late stage of the Great Sage, had fallen into the hands of Wang Teng.
The person in front of you cannot be judged by common sense.
However, he did not feel that Wang Teng really had the power to fight him. The gap between the Great Sage and the Holy Saint was unimaginable, and the gap between him and the Saint was even greater.
Wang Teng can leapfrog to kill Li Yu, but he cannot leapfrog to compete with him.
His figure flashed suddenly, and he also practiced the Qianlong Zhusun movement and magical power, but the speed he exploded at this moment was faster than Li Yu!
His figure seemed to have really transformed into a giant black dragon. The powerful aura fluctuations emanating from his body pressed the void to the point of collapse, and he rushed towards Wang Teng with terrifying power.
"Holy?"
High in the sky, Wang Teng's scarlet eyes stared at the black dragon charging up, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The holy saint in front of me is not at the same level as the saints in the wasteland!
The aura fluctuations on his body, as well as the power fluctuations, were far different from the saints of the wasteland in Wang Teng's impression.
But despite this, Wang Teng was not careless. Although the opponent's power was far inferior to that of the saints of the wasteland, he was still a master of the holy realm. With his current cultivation level, he was still far behind him.
Even if the Suzaku clone is fused to the small gap, it will be difficult to make up for it.
However, he was not afraid. He still had many trump cards in his hand and never used them.
"kill!"
He shouted loudly, and his long hair was shining and dancing wildly, with blazing sword energy bursting out from it.
Then, he flashed, holding the Shura Sword, it turned into a bloody lightning, and rushed towards the opponent, stimulating his strongest state.
All kinds of means, the killing field, the divine fire field, the immortal sword intention, the vision of sword dancing in the sky, the vision of stars shining in the world, as well as the ancient true blood in the body, the remnant thoughts of the ancient beasts, all bloom at this moment, blessing oneself
body.
The Shura Sword was blazing with blood and filled with murderous intent. Such a strong murderous intent elevated the power of Wang Teng's killing swordsmanship to a terrifying level.
"A moment of glory!"
He let out a long roar, and the Shura Sword in his hand flashed with lightning, condensing into a scarlet light spot, which flickered out the moment he approached the Supreme Elder of the Yinsha Sect.
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
The Supreme Elder of the Yinsha Sect had cold eyes and narrowed his eyes. Seeing that Wang Teng dared to confront him head on, his eyes were full of disdain.
In the early stage of the saint realm, you dare to compete head-on with the early stage of the saint. Is this not seeking death?
Not only him, but everyone watching the battle from all directions, including the families of the Divine Alliance and Tianlong City on the puppet warship, as well as the Yinsha Sect members around them, all looked shocked.
"Is he crazy? He dares to challenge the Supreme Elder!"
"He's looking for death!"
Those from the Yinsha Sect all exclaimed.
"boom!"
The Supreme Elder of the Yinsha Sect took action, and with a flip of his hand, he fired out a crystal-clear palm magical power. He and Wang Teng were instantly close to each other and collided with each other. Yun Xiaoyao stood in front of Wang Teng, not trusting the Supreme Elder of the Yinsha Sect.
After all, the opponent is a powerful man in the holy realm, and Wang Teng's cultivation level is too different. He is worried that Wang Teng will be too late to save him when he fights with him.
However, Wang Teng walked out from behind him: "Back off, it's just the early stage of the Holy Saint. It's not that easy to kill me!"
He retreated from Yun Xiaoyao, and his aura was blazing. Facing the Supreme Elder of Yinsha Sect, who was in the early stage of the holy realm, he had no intention of being afraid. He wanted to fight with him and temper himself.
"boom!"
Wang Teng holds the Shura Sword, the scarlet blood in his eyes is dazzling, and his whole body is like a rainbow. The killing field and the divine fire field bloom one after another, and the vision of the sword dancing in the sky and the star shining in the world also bloom with terrifying power.
As Wang Teng's cultivation level improved, these methods also became more powerful, and their power should not be underestimated.
Faced with the attack by the Supreme Elder of the Yinsha Sect, Wang Teng turned over the Shura sword in his hand and burst into blazing light. The extremely powerful sword light poured out like a waterfall, slashing at the Supreme Elder of the Yinsha Sect.
The sword light bloomed one after another, like a rushing flood. The aura in it was violent, sharp and fierce. Coupled with the immortal sword intention, dual realms, and the blessing of two visions, it made its power terrifying, and the sword pressure that bloomed was terrifying.
It made the void roar and tremble, as if it was about to break the sky.
Domains and visions both have strong repressive power, but when the power on the opposite side reaches a certain level, this repression becomes negligible.
The Supreme Elder of the Yinsha Sect is a sage and powerful man with boundless and powerful magical power. Although his understanding of the rules of the great road is much inferior to that of Wang Teng in terms of rank, his strength is still terrifying.
He flipped his hand and struck out with a palm, huge power surged, and wherever it passed, the void was crushed to pieces. The incomparable force suppressed Wang Teng's magnificent sword light, allowing Wang Teng to slash out
The criss-crossing swords are extremely sharp and domineering, but under the bombardment of this absolute power, it is difficult to compete.
"Crack!"
"Hoola la!"
The huge mana palm prints shuttled through the rules, and the runes were crystal clear, colliding with the sword light that was rushing like a flood. The fierce and powerful sword light was, in just the blink of an eye, destroyed by that terrifying holy-level sword light.
The force caused it to shatter into pieces, and it was crushed into countless light spots and air currents, sputtering in all directions.
The aftermath of the tyrannical power was released, Wang Teng's scarlet eyes turned, and his body rose up into the air, like a heavenly sword rushing up to the ninth level, avoiding the impact of the violent aftermath of power.
Yun Xiaoyao also fell backwards. Although the aftermath of this power could not hurt him, since the young master did not want him to take action at this moment, there was no need for him to reveal his strength or identity at this moment.
His body slid backwards and slid, then he tapped his toes and disappeared into a blur. He reappeared on the puppet warship and looked at Wang Teng rising into the sky with twinkling eyes.
He originally wanted to take action to suppress this holy and powerful man. Even if he was unable to explode with too much strength due to his injuries, it would not be too difficult to suppress him.
But Wang Teng insisted on competing with him, and seemed to plan to use the opponent's hand to temper himself. Although this seemed to him to be risky, he had no choice but to be more vigilant, so that if anything went wrong, he could take action at any time.
"Um?"
"Hmph, with some skills, you can actually avoid this palm from me!"
The Supreme Elder of the Yinsha Sect narrowed his eyes, and a ray of cold light appeared in his eyes, shooting towards Wang Teng who was rising into the sky.
The sword tide that Wang Teng had just slashed was quite powerful. Although it was shattered by his palm, the power of his palm was also offset a lot.
At the same time, Wang Teng's speed in avoiding the residual power of his palm also surprised him slightly.
However, he felt relieved when he thought that even the leader of the sect, Li Yu, a powerful person in the late stage of the Great Sage, had fallen into the hands of Wang Teng.
The person in front of you cannot be judged by common sense.
However, he did not feel that Wang Teng really had the power to fight him. The gap between the Great Sage and the Holy Saint was unimaginable, and the gap between him and the Saint was even greater.
Wang Teng can leapfrog to kill Li Yu, but he cannot leapfrog to compete with him.
His figure flashed suddenly, and he also practiced the Qianlong Zhusun movement and magical power, but the speed he exploded at this moment was faster than Li Yu!
His figure seemed to have really transformed into a giant black dragon. The powerful aura fluctuations emanating from his body pressed the void to the point of collapse, and he rushed towards Wang Teng with terrifying power.
"Holy?"
High in the sky, Wang Teng's scarlet eyes stared at the black dragon charging up, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The holy saint in front of me is not at the same level as the saints in the wasteland!
The aura fluctuations on his body, as well as the power fluctuations, were far different from the saints of the wasteland in Wang Teng's impression.
But despite this, Wang Teng was not careless. Although the opponent's power was far inferior to that of the saints of the wasteland, he was still a master of the holy realm. With his current cultivation level, he was still far behind him.
Even if the Suzaku clone is fused to the small gap, it will be difficult to make up for it.
However, he was not afraid. He still had many trump cards in his hand and never used them.
"kill!"
He shouted loudly, and his long hair was shining and dancing wildly, with blazing sword energy bursting out from it.
Then, he flashed, holding the Shura Sword, it turned into a bloody lightning, and rushed towards the opponent, stimulating his strongest state.
All kinds of means, the killing field, the divine fire field, the immortal sword intention, the vision of sword dancing in the sky, the vision of stars shining in the world, as well as the ancient true blood in the body, the remnant thoughts of the ancient beasts, all bloom at this moment, blessing oneself
body.
The Shura Sword was blazing with blood and filled with murderous intent. Such a strong murderous intent elevated the power of Wang Teng's killing swordsmanship to a terrifying level.
"A moment of glory!"
He let out a long roar, and the Shura Sword in his hand flashed with lightning, condensing into a scarlet light spot, which flickered out the moment he approached the Supreme Elder of the Yinsha Sect.
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
The Supreme Elder of the Yinsha Sect had cold eyes and narrowed his eyes. Seeing that Wang Teng dared to confront him head on, his eyes were full of disdain.
In the early stage of the saint realm, you dare to compete head-on with the early stage of the saint. Is this not seeking death?
Not only him, but everyone watching the battle from all directions, including the families of the Divine Alliance and Tianlong City on the puppet warship, as well as the Yinsha Sect members around them, all looked shocked.
"Is he crazy? He dares to challenge the Supreme Elder!"
"He's looking for death!"
Those from the Yinsha Sect all exclaimed.
"boom!"
The Supreme Elder of the Yinsha Sect took action, and with a flip of his hand, he unleashed a crystal-clear palm magical power that instantly approached Wang Teng and collided with each other.