Duan Ming's sword was extremely fast, and its power was astonishing. When the sword struck, it was like tearing apart the void, and there seemed to be a thunderbolt accompanying the sword, which was swift and violent.
Wang Teng's eyes suddenly condensed, and the Jingfeng Sword in his hand was instantly pointed out.
The second form of killing swordsmanship is brilliant in an instant.
The powerful force condensed into one point, collided with Duan Ming's sword, and came into contact.
Suddenly, powerful auras burst out, and the sword energy surged.
At the same time, thunder, lightning and red flames appeared!
The thunder and lightning were transformed by Duan Ming's sword light, and the red flames were the effect of Wang Teng's innate fire spiritual power.
Lightning intertwined, flames surged, and the two figures retreated violently.
"Fire attribute sword art?"
"No, it's your zhenqi. Your zhenqi has mutated and has the attribute of fire?"
Duan Ming retreated violently, trampling his footsteps on the ground, creating small pits on the desolate ground.
Wang Teng leaned back and glided out, plowing a ravine on the ground with his feet.
His eyes narrowed slightly, Duan Ming's strength was somewhat beyond his expectation.
He clearly felt the huge power contained in the sword just now.
"In my current state, I used my full strength to perform the second sword-killing move. It was brilliant in an instant. I gathered all my strength at one point and had amazing offensive power. I actually failed to defeat his sword?"
Wang Teng's eyes moved slightly.
"Zhenqi has mutated. No wonder you are only at the early stage of the ninth level of the Ningzhen Realm, but your zhenqi power is so powerful and violent. I have to say that your strength is indeed very strong, somewhat beyond my imagination. In a short period of time, I can hardly
I'll take you, but..."
"Now, I don't need to decide the outcome with you, I just need to hold you back."
Duan Ming's eyes flickered and he said quietly.
Wang Teng understood what he meant immediately.
Now four
Teams composed of disciples from Fang Tianyuan Academy and Qinglong Academy all gathered around him to close the net. As long as Duan Ming could hold him back and wait until the net was completely closed, by then, no matter how powerful Wang Teng was, it would be of no avail.
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No matter how strong one is, can he stop many masters from joining forces?
Putting aside the ordinary disciples, they could not withstand Wang Teng's invincible momentum and the suppression of the sword energy, and could hardly pose a threat to Wang Teng.
But in addition to these people, there are many others who can still move freely under the pressure of Wang Teng's momentum and sword.
For example, Li Feng, Zhuo Lang, Mo Xiang, and many other core disciples from the two academies.
There are also some top masters in the inner sect.
These people are extremely powerful. Once they get together and join forces to suppress Wang Teng, Wang Teng will be in danger.
Wang Teng naturally heard what the other party meant.
He raised his eyes slightly and pointed the Jingfeng Sword diagonally at the ground in his hand.
"Hold me?"
Wang Teng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then his body suddenly flashed and he took the initiative to attack.
The Jingfeng Sword in his hand reflected the icy cold light. Wang Teng used the Shadowless Step to the extreme. The speed was unimaginable. He flipped his hand and struck Duan Ming with a sword.
"Do you really think you can hold me back?"
Wang Teng's plain voice sounded, and he couldn't hear his direction clearly because he was moving too fast and his position changed too quickly.
Instant sword style!
Brilliant moment!
Two swords bloomed in succession, carrying a strong killing aura. The aura was fierce, like a roaring dragon.
Duan Ming's eyes narrowed, and the sword light flickered in his eyes. His speed was not slow either. He did not dare to look down upon Wang Teng's two swords, but he was not afraid either.
, waving the sword in his hand.
"Dang Dang!"
Two crisp metal clashing sounds burst out, almost in a line.
However, following these two sword lights.
The Jingfeng Sword in Wang Teng's hand shook again, and with one strike, sixty-four sword lights bloomed simultaneously, criss-crossing, like a huge sword net, covering Duan Ming.
And, this hasn't stopped yet.
Wang Teng moved at high speed, constantly changing directions, and then slashed out sword nets again from different directions at extremely fast speeds!
In an instant.
Several sword nets, densely intertwined with sword light, almost sealed Duan Ming inside.
"not good!"
"He actually has such a method!"
Duan Ming was horrified, with sweat all over his body.
Wang Teng first used the instant sword style of killing swordsmanship and the momentary brilliant attack. At the moment Duan Ming raised his sword to meet the attack, he changed his moves and used the sixth style of Yiwanjianjue. Sixty-four sword lights from one sword turned into a sword net and enveloped Duan Ming.
The instant sword style and the moment of brilliance were intended to create a loophole for the opponent.
After Duan Ming raises his sword to meet the two swords, there will be an extremely short pause in his moves. He suddenly changes his moves to meet the two swords, making it difficult for him to exert his strongest strength, making it impossible for him to escape from the first sword net at the first time.
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In this way, the second sword net and the third sword net followed closely, completely blocking it.
At this moment, several sword nets closed together, and sword light flew out in all directions. Duan Ming was frightened. He waved the long sword in his hand at a high frequency, and a series of dense clashing sounds came out. But even though Duan Ming was superb in swordsmanship and his speed was astonishing, under so many sword lights,
At the same time, it is difficult to catch them all from all directions.
"Puff puff!"
Duan Ming was unable to resist the sword rays one after another, and his body was
When the sword light struck, streams of blood immediately spattered out.
A ray of sword light came from behind and cut off his head.
An invisible force of rules immediately surged and wrapped around Duan Ming. His head flew back to his neck, the spilled blood rolled back, and the power of teleportation appeared.
The moment he was teleported out, Duan Ming's eyes returned to clarity, and he looked at Wang Teng with burning eyes.
"You are indeed very strong, but unfortunately, you entered the wrong academy. This time your Star Martial Arts Academy is destined to fail. Even if you defeat me, you will still be unable to reverse the situation. I will be outside, waiting for you to be eliminated..."
Duan Ming's voice became blurry, the power of teleportation teleported him out, and the lingering sound echoed in the void.
One after another Taixu Ancient Orders fell down, were rolled up by Wang Teng, and put into the storage ring.
Wang Teng's eyes were calm and he looked back at the others, a team of nearly 600 people.
Wang Teng's eyes swept over, and these disciples from Tianyuan Academy and Qinglong Academy immediately stood on their heads and woke up with a start.
"How...how is it possible, he...he actually defeated senior brother Duan Ming!"
"I heard that he was just an outer disciple of Xingwu Academy half a year ago. How could he become so strong in just half a year?"
The surrounding disciples of Tianyuan Academy and Qinglong Academy were shocked.
Duan Ming was defeated by Wang Teng.
This really makes them unbelievable.
Despite their overwhelming numerical superiority.
But in front of Wang Teng, who understood both the invincible momentum and the power of the sword, their numerical advantage was of no significance at all.
Under the combined pressure of Wang Teng's invincible aura and sword power, they were unable to display their true strength. In fact, most of them were unable to even move under the pressure of Wang Teng's invincible aura and sword power.