In this punch, Yang Pheasant used 100% of his strength!
In an instant.
The situation in the world suddenly changed, and the cave that was originally as bright as day suddenly darkened, becoming densely black, accompanied by lightning and thunder.
Rumble...
Amidst the thunder, Yang Zhi's white hair flew in the sky, and under the silvery white lightning, his facial features became extremely distorted due to excitement.
"Go to hell!" .??.
Along with the words, his fist fell.
Bang!
Suddenly!
A loud noise was heard.
The entire ground collapsed under this punch, and the originally complete ground instantly split into countless pieces.
The place where Wang Teng was standing was already on the edge of the magma, and he seemed not to have expected that Yang Pheasant would still have the strength to make a sneak attack. He was caught off guard and was swallowed up by the sudden expansion of the crack before he could leave the place.
thump!
Wang Teng fell into the magma, just like a pebble thrown into the sea. It only stirred up a few waves and then fell silent forever.
"Huh~ That kid is finally dead."
Yang Zhi stared at the place where Wang Teng fell and let out a long sigh of relief.
In fact, from the beginning, he knew that he was no match for Wang Teng. Everything he did before was just to confuse Wang Teng, in order to make him relax his vigilance so that he could implement the final plan and make Wang Teng fall into the magma.
This magma could melt even a cultivator in the True Ten Thousand Dharma Realm, so he didn't believe that Wang Teng could survive.
However.
He just thought this, as if it was just for his face.
The next moment.
Gududu…
Bubbles suddenly appeared in the calm magma, as if water had boiled.
Immediately afterwards.
There are more and more bubbles in the magma.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a figure emerged from the lava, rose into the air and landed on the ground not far away.
It’s Wang Teng!
"You...why aren't you dead yet?"
Yang
The pheasant's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.
"You old thing is not dead yet, how can I have the nerve to die in front of you?"
Wang Teng sneered again and again.
"Did you just... do it on purpose?"
Seeing that nothing happened to Wang Teng, Yang Zhi still didn't understand that Wang Teng was beaten down by him on purpose just now.
How dare you play tricks on him!
How abominable!
However, rather than resentment, he is more afraid of Wang Teng now. That is underground lava. How did he stay in it for so long and still act like a normal person?
"It's only now that I see that he is really stupid."
Wang Teng sneered.
That's right, he fell down on purpose just now. After all, he had the experience of surviving in magma and was not afraid at all. The reason why he did this was to see what Yang Pheasant's next moves were.
result……
That's it?
Actually want to kill him with lava?
How ridiculous!
Since magma is Yang Zhi's biggest trump card, then this boring battle should be over.
then.
Wang Teng raised his hand and slashed out with his sword.
"Shura Sword Qi, go!"
As his voice fell.
Whoosh!
A huge sword energy also condensed in the void, and under Wang Teng's control, it aimed at Yang Pheasant and chopped it down.
Rumble...
Bang bang bang...
For a while.
Explosions continued throughout the cave, and wherever the power of shadow touched, everything was crushed and turned into powder.
The center of the storm.
Feeling the terrifying power contained in the sword energy, Yang Pheasant's face was filled with bitterness.
He had just been beaten by Wang Teng
He was severely injured, and because of Wang Teng's sudden explosion, the power of shadow in his body had been almost exhausted for a long time. Now, even if he wanted to avoid this sword, he was powerless...
Seeing the Shura sword energy continuously magnifying in his eyes, Yang Zhi looked determined.
At this point, there is only one way to stop Wang Teng from seizing the sect's treasure, and that is to blow himself up!
With his current level of cultivation, the power of self-destruction would be no less than that of a cultivator at the peak of the Zhenwan Dharma Realm. He did not believe that Wang Teng could not be killed in this way.
However.
Wang Teng seemed to be able to read minds. As soon as he had this idea, the Shura sword energy suddenly accelerated and fell towards him.
Bang!
A loud noise was heard.
Yang Pheasant was knocked away, and the shadow power that had just been gathered to prepare for self-destruction was also dispersed.
The next moment. .??.
The aura around Wang Teng suddenly rose, and without giving Yang Zhi the slightest chance to react, he raised his hand and fired out several more shadow powers.
This time, the power of shadow was different from before. It didn't have any murderous intent. It just turned into several long ropes and tied up Yang Zhi.
"What kind of magic are you doing? Why can't I feel the power of shadow?"
Yang Zhi was tied up like a silkworm chrysalis. He struggled to break free, but found that he could not use any strength at all.
This also means that he can't even self-destruct...
Think of this.
His face suddenly filled with despair.
Naturally, Wang Teng would not tell Yang Pheasant. He understood this based on the Immortal Binding Rope he encountered in the secret realm before. As long as he tied the opponent, he could temporarily lose his fighting power.
Therefore, he did not answer Yang Pheasant's question, but asked impatiently: "Give you another chance, refine the elixir for me, or die, which one do you choose?"
"Refining elixirs?"
Yang Zhi, who was ready to die, was stunned when he heard this: "What did you say? The purpose of you looking for me is to ask me to refine the elixir for you?"
"nature!"
Wang Teng nodded.
At this moment, he finally confirmed that the disciples of the Qijue Sect had misunderstood his purpose. It seemed that the Supreme Elder really had something good here, and that thing was crucial to the Qijue Sect...
then.
He asked deliberately: "You are trying every possible means to prevent me from coming. Could it be that there is some treasure hidden here?"
"No, absolutely not!"
Yang Zhi shook his head without thinking, but in Wang Teng's eyes, his attitude meant that there was no more than three hundred taels of silver in this place.
then.
Wang Teng continued: "It seems that I guessed it right. Let me see where the treasure will be hidden..."
Talking room.
His eyes quickly searched around. The entire cave was just that big. After the fight just now, most of the place had been razed to the ground. Only the ordinary-looking cabin was still standing intact.
There.
The answer is obvious.
Immediately, Wang Teng flew towards the wooden house.
"No!"
Yang Zhi became anxious and shouted at Wang Teng: "Boy, stop! You can't imagine such a treasure..."
As he spoke, he tried his best to break free from the shackles of the power of shadow. Unfortunately, he still couldn't feel any power of shadow and could only watch as Wang Teng pushed open the door of the wooden house.
This way.
After Wang Teng opened the door of the wooden house, the scene of poisonous insects that he expected did not appear, and there was no sense of gloom. On the contrary, there were flowers everywhere. As soon as he entered, he felt the fragrance of flowers, which looked similar to the gloomy Qijuemen.
Out of place.
The furnishings in the room are also extremely simple. Apart from flowers, there is only a shrine placed on the wooden table in the middle. What is placed in the shrine is not a statue, but a wooden box with a talisman and seal on it.
"Could it be that the treasure is in that box?"
Wang Teng raised his eyebrows and walked forward step by step.