Wang Teng said to Nan Chenfeng and others: "Just now, I have met with the master, and I have received permission from the master, allowing me to train weapon refiners openly. In the future, you will not need to be secretive when refining weapons.
Already."
Hearing Wang Teng's words, Nan Chengfeng and others were immediately overjoyed. Being able to refine weapons openly was undoubtedly a guarantee for them.
Otherwise, if they were secretly refining weapons and were discovered and investigated, they would probably end up in trouble.
"Qin Changsheng, the only holy son is here, why don't you come out and pick him up!" .??.
At this moment, a shout suddenly came from the distance.
The voice was loud and powerful, and it spread far away, alarming many monks and elders from the Immortal Dynasty in all directions.
Even some of the main families of the Immortal Dynasty, as well as some nearby forces who were loyal to the Immortal Dynasty and settled in China, all heard it.
Suddenly, everyone felt shocked.
"It's Xiang Weiyi! Qin Changsheng had previously killed two of his cronies, and also beheaded one of Xiang Weiyi's dharma bodies. With Xiang Weiwei's strength and tyranny, he really couldn't swallow this, and he came to the door so quickly!"
"Then Qin Changsheng is finished. He is just a newly promoted saint son. He dared to challenge the old saint son Xiang Weiyi and completely angered Xiang Weiwei. Now that Xiang Weiyi has come to visit, this person will definitely die. Pity his followers.
I will be buried with him, and I will die without a burial place!"
"Then it's no one's fault. I can only blame his followers for their lack of foresight. It's not good to follow anyone. They followed a newly promoted saint like Qin Changsheng. Although Qin Changsheng is also extremely talented and has unparalleled potential, the time of his debut is
He is still short and has insufficient foundation, so how can he possibly compete with those other veteran saints."
In the distance, many people were talking about it. The dispute between the Immortal Dynasty and the Son of God has always attracted much attention.
After all, every generation of saints in the Immortal Dynasty is a monstrous genius with amazing talents. All of them are unparalleled in power and have unparalleled potential. This kind of competition between geniuses is the most eye-catching.
"Boom!"
Far
From the sky, a chariot was approaching across the sky, and Xiang Weiyi was sitting in the chariot, like a noble emperor.
In front of the chariot, a follower summoned his magic power and shouted. Before anyone arrived, the voice reached the Changsheng Peak first.
In fact, their flight speed can exceed the speed of sound.
But Xiang Weiwei was not in a hurry. He was sitting in the chariot, closing his eyes and relaxing, very leisurely.
In the Everlasting Peak, Wang Teng heard the voice coming from outside, and immediately sneered: "It came really fast!"
He took a step forward and appeared directly, and all his followers appeared.
Xiang's only chariot arrived in front of Changsheng Peak at this moment and stopped in mid-air, with the nine-headed divine horse neighing.
"Haha, are you so eager to come here to apologize? Are you worried that I will really break into your only peak and take your head off?"
Wang Teng laughed and said, extremely arrogant.
"Presumptuous! Qin Changsheng, how dare you speak rudely to the only Holy Son and seek death!"
Xiang Weiwei's followers who had just made a provocation immediately shouted angrily.
"Tsk!"
A ray of sword light suddenly shot out without any warning, instantly penetrated the void and chopped off the man's head. The fiery sword energy burst out and strangled the soul in his head on the spot.
"My master is talking, but you are not allowed to bark here!"
"Xiang Weiwei, would you mind if I clean up the house for you?"
Wang Teng said calmly, and with a curl of his fingers, the sword light immediately flew back and sank into Wang Teng's body.
What he used was clearly the method of Feijian Dao.
"you wanna die!"
In the chariot, Xiang Weiyi's eyes burst out with endless murderous intent.
"Hmph, I, Xiang Weiwei, have killed countless people and killed countless geniuses. During this southern tour, the Holy Son also killed several people, but I have never seen anyone as arrogant and wanton as you!"
"If you dare to be presumptuous in front of me, Xiang Weiwei, you are destined to be miserable. Are you ready to face my anger?"
Xiang Weiyi walked out of the chariot, his eyes were cold and bone-chilling, with endless murderous intent.
"Oh, really? It seems that you are not here to apologize to me, but to die."
Wang Teng said calmly: "Originally, if you didn't say anything now and just knelt down to plead guilty to me, maybe I, a kind-hearted person, could let you go and spare your life, but since you chose the road of death,
I am also an adult, and I will send you on your way!"
After the words fell, Qin Changsheng directly rose into the air, full of power and power: "These followers behind you, I can't bear to see them accompany you to death in vain, today you and I will fight alone, let me weigh it, you...
How many kilograms does the so-called veteran saint have?"
Hearing Wang Teng's words, Xiang Weiwei was completely angry, and the anger in his heart could not be contained.
He has never been humiliated by someone pointing at his nose like this, and no one has ever dared to be so arrogant in front of him.
"You want to fight me alone? Humph, you're looking for death!"
Xiang Weiyi narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a solemn tone.
From the beginning to the end, he did not take Wang Teng seriously at all. Like him, he swept through a whole generation in the past to obtain the position of Holy Son. He can be said to be invincible at the same level. Facing monks who are lower than his own level, he can do everything with just a few clicks.
repression.
In his eyes, Qin Changsheng debuted later than him, and his level of cultivation is not as good as his. If there is a melee, with the help of his followers, there may be a glimmer of hope. As for fighting him in a one-on-one fight, it is completely seeking death.
"You do not dare?"
When Wang Teng heard this, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with a sneer: "So you, the so-called veteran saint, don't even have the courage to challenge me. Look.
You, the only Holy Son, are nothing more than a waste in name only!"
"That's good, I'll suffer a little loss. I suppress my realm to fight you. Well, how about I suppress my cultivation to the middle stage of God King and fight you?"
"Forget it, the cultivation level of the middle stage of the God King is too high to deal with a waste like you. I really think too highly of you. How about the early stage of the God King? Well, let's still be a God Lord! If I fight you in the realm of the God Lord, you should not return the favor.
Don’t you dare to fight with me?”
As he said that, Wang Teng looked at Xiang Weiwei in surprise.
In the background, a bald crane is sitting on the edge of a big stone on Changsheng Peak, with its wings resting on its head, looking very leisurely and comfortable.
After hearing Wang Teng's words, the bald-headed crane couldn't help curling his lips and secretly spit out "shameless".
Because, the real cultivation level of this young master of ours is obviously only the peak of Shenhou, but at this moment, he is deliberately pretending to suppress his cultivation level to stimulate the other party.
Look, Xiang Weiwei was so angry that his face turned green and his eyes were about to burst into flames.
No surprises at all.
Hearing Wang Teng's extremely contemptuous and humiliating words, Xiang Weiwei was furious with anger, his face was ashen, his temples on both sides were bulging with anger, and his eyes were burning with anger.
"enough!"
Xiang Weiyi roared, finally unable to bear it anymore.
"Qin Changsheng, how dare you humiliate me and provoke me so much. You are digging your own grave. I will crush you to ashes today!"
"You don't have to suppress the realm! Just use all your strength and see how this Holy Son suppresses you!"
Xiang Weiyi said with murderous intent.
Wang Teng glanced at him disdainfully, sneered and said: "You are worthy of letting me use all my strength. You are too arrogant on your own face. Even in the realm of Shenhou, I can't kill you."
It's like tearing a painting apart, if you are in the same realm...hehe, I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand even one move!"