Wang Teng didn't pay attention to the looks of everyone around him, but walked straight outside.
"Is he Wang Teng? The Wang Teng who was once hailed as the number one among today's young generation?"
The figure in the area of the fifth stone monument also heard the exclamations of other monks around, and their eyes glowed as they stared at Wang Teng.
This young man carried a wisp of demonic aura and was sitting cross-legged in the area of the fifth stone monument. The aura of cultivation on his body was very strong and sharp. After learning Wang Teng's identity, he suddenly stood up and blocked Wang Teng's way.
"Are you Wang Teng?"
The young man is tall, somewhat wild, and looks powerful, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
The other monks who were practicing nearby changed their expressions when they saw this scene: "He is the cousin of the little demon king in Nanling. I remember his name is Nangong Yaoyue. He is extremely powerful. He blocked the king.
Teng Delu, what do you want to do?"
Wang Teng also frowned and looked at the young man standing in front of him: "Do you have any advice?"
Nangong Yaoyue said: "I often heard your name in Nanling in the past. I heard that you were hailed as the number one among the young generation today. I feel... you are not worthy of being the number one!" .?
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Nangong Yaoyue was very direct and flamboyant. When she said these words, there was a hint of contempt in her eyes when she looked at Wang Teng.
"Oh, what then?"
However, after hearing Nangong Yaoyue's words, Wang Teng was very calm. He didn't care at all about the reputation of this number one person in the younger generation. After all, it was just a name for nothing.
Seeing that Wang Teng was so calm in response to his provocation, Nangong Yaoyue suddenly felt as if he had punched cotton. She snorted coldly, her eyes suddenly turned cold, and she raised her hand and punched Wang Teng directly: "I want to
Try to see if you are really as powerful as the rumors say!"
"Boom!"
Nangong Yaoyue's strength is extremely tyrannical, and the power of this punch is so powerful that there are many monks who have surpassed the ordinary quasi-emperor peak level.
Moreover, his physical body seemed to be extremely extraordinary. The explosive power of his physical body was astonishing. Coupled with the power of cultivation, this punch was like lightning, cutting through the void and rushing in front of Wang Teng in an instant.
"Snapped!"
Wang Teng calmly raised his hand and directly caught the opponent's menacing punch.
"What?"
Nangong Yaoyue was shocked to see Wang Teng neutralize his punch so calmly.
"If you attack me, the consequences will be very serious..."
Wang Teng raised the corner of his mouth, and a ray of cold light suddenly burst out from his calm eyes.
Nangong Yaoyue's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately felt an extremely strong sense of crisis. A layer of death haze instantly enveloped his heart, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
"Heavenly Demon Wuji!"
He was horrified. Although he had heard of Wang Teng's reputation for a long time, seeing was believing and hearing was false.
Regarding those rumors, he felt that they were too exaggerated and exaggerated. How could he be so strong when he was just a current monk with such humility and traces of time at such a young age?
In his opinion, Wang Teng's many brilliant achievements were all the work of the mysterious strong man behind them.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt extremely panicked, because Wang Teng was so calm and calm, he defused his attack and grabbed his fist with his bare hands, making it difficult for him to break free.
He immediately displayed his strongest magical power, fully mobilizing his magic power and physical explosive power.
He broke out and wanted to break free from Wang Teng's restraint.
However, when the power in his body exploded, Wang Teng remained as if he hadn't noticed it, still standing on the same spot without even moving his feet.
"With such a weak force, you can't even scratch my itch. Who gave you the courage to attack me?"
Wang Teng said in a faint tone, he didn't even defend against the opponent's magical bombardment, and completely ignored it.
The other party's magical power bombarded him, but not even a single hair on his body was damaged.
Let alone a small peak quasi-emperor, with his current physical body, even a mid-level emperor, a fifth-level or sixth-level emperor, would be hard-pressed to damage his physical body!
"How is it possible? Your body..."
Nangong Yaoyue's pupils suddenly shrank, her eyes filled with disbelief.
His most powerful magical power, his most powerful blow, could not even hurt the hair of the opponent when he was undefended!
How can this be?
Even if his demon clan is born with a strong physical body and is suitable for body training, the physical body he cultivates cannot reach this level!
The person in front of me is just a human monk, and he is still so young. How could his body be so powerful?
At this moment, Nangong Yaoyue was completely frightened, and her eyes were full of horror. The strength of the person in front of her was really as powerful as the rumors!
He was horrified in his heart. There was such a person among the younger generation in this world. How could a person like his cousin achieve enlightenment in this life?
"Crack!"
"ah……"
At this moment, Nangong Yaoyue's fist suddenly shattered, her bones exploded, and she was crushed into pieces by Wang Teng, causing him to scream in agony.
Then, before Nangong Yaoyue could recover, Wang Teng kicked him directly, sending him flying on the spot. His body exploded in mid-air, and his soul fled out in horror.
"Wang Teng, how dare you..."
He screamed in horror.
Wang Teng was too lazy to talk nonsense. He grabbed hold of him from the air with his big hand. The powerful mana surged, and the power of the four directions of heaven and earth also pressed forward. He pinched his soul without any hesitation. Before Nangong Yaoyue could finish his words, he was killed by Wang Teng.
Teng directly crushed the soul from the air, and his soul flew away.
"If you attack me, you will have to bear the consequences."
Wang Teng spoke indifferently, then ignored the frightened looks of other monks from all directions, and walked outside with the strange rocks on his back.
The bald-headed crane excitedly ran over to collect Nangong Yaoyue's stored magic weapon, and then quickly followed Wang Teng, leaving behind a series of frightened monks from all directions.
It wasn't until Wang Teng's figure disappeared from sight that the monks near the Sword God Valley took a deep breath and came back to their senses.
Turning around to look at the handful of blood spilled by Nangong Yaoyue, the monks from all directions were trembling with fear, their eyes filled with deep fear.
"This person's strength is actually so strong. Although Nangong Yaoyue has not yet demonstrated the Dao, she already has the strength to do so. However, in front of this person, she is so weak that she has no power to fight back..."
The monks from all directions were shocked, and then they seemed to have thought of something, and they all took out the communication magic weapons and quickly passed the news back.
…
With the existence of the communication magic weapon, the news in the Sword God Valley was quickly passed back to their respective sects or families by the monks practicing near the Sword God Valley.
Suddenly, all forces were shaken. Wang Teng did not pay attention to the eyes of everyone around him, but walked straight outside.
"Is he Wang Teng? The Wang Teng who was once hailed as the number one among today's young generation?"
The figure in the area of the fifth stone monument also heard the exclamations of other monks around, and their eyes glowed as they stared at Wang Teng.
This young man carried a wisp of demonic aura and was sitting cross-legged in the area of the fifth stone monument. The aura of cultivation on his body was very strong and sharp. After learning Wang Teng's identity, he suddenly stood up and blocked Wang Teng's way.
"Are you Wang Teng?"
The young man is tall, somewhat wild, and looks powerful, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
The other monks who were practicing nearby changed their expressions when they saw this scene: "He is the cousin of the little demon king in Nanling. I remember his name is Nangong Yaoyue. He is extremely powerful. He blocked the king.
Teng Delu, what do you want to do?"
Wang Teng also frowned and looked at the young man standing in front of him: "Do you have any advice?"
Nangong Yaoyue said: "I often heard your name in Nanling in the past. I heard that you were hailed as the number one among the young generation today. I feel... you are not worthy of being the number one!"
Nangong Yaoyue was very direct and flamboyant. When she said these words, there was a hint of contempt in her eyes when she looked at Wang Teng.
"Oh, what then?"
However, after hearing Nangong Yaoyue's words, Wang Teng was very calm. He didn't care at all about the reputation of this number one person in the younger generation. After all, it was just a name for nothing.
Seeing that Wang Teng was so calm in response to his provocation, Nangong Yaoyue suddenly felt as if he had punched cotton. She snorted coldly, her eyes suddenly turned cold, and she raised her hand and punched Wang Teng directly: "I want to
Try to see if you are really as powerful as the rumors say!"
"Boom!"
Nangong Yaoyue's strength is extremely tyrannical, and the power of this punch is so powerful that there are many monks who have surpassed the ordinary quasi-emperor peak level.
Moreover, his physical body seemed to be extremely extraordinary. The explosive power of his physical body was astonishing. Coupled with the power of cultivation, this punch was like lightning, cutting through the void and rushing in front of Wang Teng in an instant.
"Snapped!"
Wang Teng calmly raised his hand and directly caught the opponent's menacing punch.
"What?"
Nangong Yaoyue was shocked to see Wang Teng neutralize his punch so calmly.
"If you attack me, the consequences will be very serious..."
Wang Teng raised the corner of his mouth, and a ray of cold light suddenly burst out from his calm eyes.
Nangong Yaoyue's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately felt an extremely strong sense of crisis. A layer of death haze instantly enveloped his heart, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
"Heavenly Demon Wuji!"
He was horrified. Although he had heard of Wang Teng's reputation for a long time, seeing was believing and hearing was false.
Regarding those rumors, he felt that they were too exaggerated and exaggerated. How could he be so strong when he was just a current monk with such humility and traces of time at such a young age?
In his opinion, Wang Teng's many brilliant achievements were all the work of the mysterious strong man behind them.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt extremely panicked, because Wang Teng was so calm and calm, he defused his attack and grabbed his fist with his bare hands, making it difficult for him to break free.
He immediately displayed his strongest magical power, fully mobilizing his magic power and physical explosive power.
He broke out and wanted to break free from Wang Teng's restraint.
However, when the power in his body exploded, Wang Teng remained as if he hadn't noticed it, still standing on the same spot without even moving his feet.
"With such a weak force, you can't even scratch my itch. Who gave you the courage to attack me?"
Wang Teng said in a faint tone, he didn't even defend against the opponent's magical bombardment, and completely ignored it.
The other party's magical power bombarded him, but not even a single hair on his body was damaged.
Let alone a small peak quasi-emperor, with his current physical body, even a mid-level emperor, a fifth-level or sixth-level emperor, would be hard-pressed to damage his physical body!
"How is it possible? Your body..."
Nangong Yaoyue's pupils suddenly shrank, her eyes filled with disbelief.
His most powerful magical power, his most powerful blow, could not even hurt the hair of the opponent when he was undefended!
How can this be?
Even if his demon clan is born with a strong physical body and is suitable for body training, the physical body he cultivates cannot reach this level!
The person in front of me is just a human monk, and he is still so young. How could his body be so powerful?
At this moment, Nangong Yaoyue was completely frightened, and her eyes were full of horror. The strength of the person in front of her was really as powerful as the rumors!
He was horrified in his heart. There was such a person among the younger generation in this world. How could a person like his cousin achieve enlightenment in this life?
"Crack!"
"ah……"
At this moment, Nangong Yaoyue's fist suddenly shattered, her bones exploded, and she was crushed into pieces by Wang Teng, causing him to scream in agony.
Then, before Nangong Yaoyue could recover, Wang Teng kicked him directly, sending him flying on the spot. His body exploded in mid-air, and his soul fled out in horror.
"Wang Teng, how dare you..."
He screamed in horror.
Wang Teng was too lazy to talk nonsense. He grabbed hold of him from the air with his big hand. The powerful mana surged, and the power of the four directions of heaven and earth also pressed forward. He pinched his soul without any hesitation. Before Nangong Yaoyue could finish his words, he was killed by Wang Teng.
Teng directly crushed the soul from the air, and his soul flew away.
"If you attack me, you will have to bear the consequences."
Wang Teng spoke indifferently, then ignored the frightened looks of other monks from all directions, and walked outside with the strange rocks on his back.
The bald-headed crane excitedly ran over to collect Nangong Yaoyue's stored magic weapon, and then quickly followed Wang Teng, leaving behind a series of frightened monks from all directions.
It wasn't until Wang Teng's figure disappeared from sight that the monks near the Sword God Valley took a deep breath and came back to their senses.
Turning around to look at the handful of blood spilled by Nangong Yaoyue, the monks from all directions were trembling with fear, their eyes filled with deep fear.
"This person's strength is actually so strong. Although Nangong Yaoyue has not yet demonstrated the Dao, she already has the strength to do so. However, in front of this person, she is so weak that she has no power to fight back..."
The monks from all directions were shocked, and then they seemed to have thought of something, and they all took out the communication magic weapons and quickly passed the news back.
…
With the existence of the communication magic weapon, the news in the Sword God Valley was quickly passed back to their respective sects or families by the monks practicing near the Sword God Valley.