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Chapter 3372 The King of Southern Anhui is Injured

In the battlefield.

Wang Teng had to deal with the attack of Qinglian Immortal Lord, and at the same time, he had to guard against the sneak attack of the king of Nanwan Kingdom. He was very tired.

After all, Qinglian Immortal Lord's strength is comparable to his, and no matter how rubbish the Nanwan King is, he is still a strong man in the True Ten Thousand Dharma Realm. Even though he exploited every opportunity to attack, it still had a considerable impact on him.

Wang Teng became completely impatient when he saw that the king of Nanwan State was launching endless sneak attacks.

"Forget it! Let's deal with you, the ant, first!"

Said.

Wang Teng quickly put out several barriers in front of him to defend himself from Qinglian Immortal Lord's attack. Then he ignored Qinglian Immortal Lord and just stretched out his hand to grab the king of Southern Anhui.

Suddenly.

The terrifying power of shadow strikes.

The king of Nanwan Kingdom was shocked: "How...how could this happen...he is entangled by the Qinglian Immortal Lord, how can he be distracted from dealing with me?"

He really couldn't figure it out. Qinglian Immortal Lord was a being comparable to the Shadow Lord. No one in the entire dark realm was stronger than him for the time being. Under such circumstances, how could Wang Teng dare to be distracted while fighting him?

Didn't he accidentally get hit by Qinglian Immortal Lord's attack and die?

Or is it that Wang Teng is stronger than Qinglian Immortal Lord, so he dares to ignore Qinglian Immortal Lord?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, the king of Nanwan felt that he was not well. He broke out in cold sweat. If Wang Teng was really that powerful, wouldn't he be dead?

No!

No, Wang Teng is so young, he will never...

Think of this.

He felt much more at ease again.

As long as Wang Teng is not stronger than Qinglian Immortal Lord, Qinglian Immortal Lord will never watch him be killed. After all, he still needs his help for his next plan.

really!

Just when he thought this, the next moment, Qinglian Immortal Lord made an angry voice

The voice came over: "Wang Teng! Your opponent is me, defeat me!"

The words were not spoken yet.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Dozens of shadow powers flew out from Qinglian Immortal Lord's hands. They were like sharp arrows, stabbing Wang Teng's big hand transformed by the shadow power into the void, and quickly pierced the palm.

The next second.

Bang!

The huge palm suddenly exploded, a terrifying shock wave flew out, shattering the space wherever it went, and the invisible spiritual aftermath directly razed most of the southern Anhui capital to the ground.

Fortunately, the people who can live in the capital are basically monks who can practice the power of shadow, so even if the house suddenly collapses, there will be no casualties.

Logically speaking, the king of Nanwan should be happy to see this situation, but he was very angry at the moment.

"Damn! It's so abominable! Wang Teng, you definitely did it on purpose..."

He stared at Wang Teng, and kept pouring out all kinds of insults. After all, the country is the face of the country. Wang Teng destroying half of the capital in front of him, the king, is equivalent to slapping him in the face and provoking him.

Does he have authority as a king?

For a while.

His anger towards Wang Teng had overtaken his fear. Seeing his subjects looking at him expectantly, the king of Nanwan no longer hesitated and immediately shouted angrily and attacked Wang Teng.

This time.

He no longer hid, he used all his strength when he took action.

Rumble...

In an instant, the aura belonging to a powerful person in the Zhenwan Dharma Realm spread from his body. He rose into the sky, with his back to the scorching sun, and his whole body was bathed in the radiance. His whole body looked...

Go like an arrogant war god.

See the situation.

All the subjects of the South Anhui Kingdom were full of admiration, as if they were saying, look, this is their great king, he is so powerful, if he doesn’t take action, it will be earth-shattering. That man named Wang Teng is definitely no match for the king.

.

However.

Bang!

Wang Teng just raised his hand casually and launched an attack, which directly broke the menacing attack of the King of Nanwan.

And then.

The attack did not stop at all, but flew straight towards the king of Nanwan, carrying a pressure that would destroy the world, as if it was going to kill the enemy on the spot.

"puff!"

The king of Nanwan couldn't bear it anymore and spurted out another mouthful of blood. The severe pain made him wake up, and the anger in his heart was once again taken over by panic.

This is just coercion, it's that strong, so if that attack falls on me...

This moment.

He was finally convinced that he was no match for Wang Teng. Even if he tried his best, he still wouldn't be...

so.

He could no longer think of fighting at all, so he immediately endured the pain and prepared to flee far away.

but.

After all, his speed was still too slow. Before he could mobilize the power of shadow in his dantian, Wang Teng's attack came quietly.

Bang!

As expected, the attack fell on the king of Nanwan Kingdom. Even if he had deployed a defensive barrier at the last moment, it was only arranged in a hurry. In addition, his strength was not as good as Wang Teng's. This defensive barrier

It's the same as nothing, all the power falls on you.

Click...

The sound of cracking bones emanated from the body

Internal transmission.

The king of Nanwan looked down and saw that his chest had been completely dented. A bloody hole the size of a fist appeared in front of his eyes, and blood was pouring out.

Logically speaking, with the terrifying self-healing ability of the Zhenwan Dharma Realm monks, an attack of this size should be immediately repaired by the body's powerful regeneration ability. But strangely, this time, the wound did not heal...

"how so?"

The king of Nanwan was really panicked.

He never expected that Wang Teng's attack would stay close to the wound and prevent it from healing...

This is too scary!

Even a monk in the True Ten Thousand Dharma Realm has never heard of anyone having such an ability. What's more, Wang Teng's current realm is only the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm. Could it be that this is because he comes from the fairy world and is different from the natives of the Dark Territory?

Same?

However, Qinglian Immortal Lord also came from that place, and he does not have such ability...

In fact, the pure power of shadow cannot cause this kind of damage. The main reason for this is because Wang Teng mixed some poison he refined in the Ten Thousand Poison Pit into the power of shadow. What prevents the recovery of the wound is actually

Poison, not his shadow power.

The king of Nanwan did not expect that Wang Teng would use poison, so he naturally did not think about it.

but.

Seeing this, Qinglian Immortal Lord narrowed his eyes.

"This is the Qi Jue Sect's technique, how can you do it?"

He often interacts with the Qijue Sect, and once sneaked into the Qijue Sect's hidden skill pavilion, and saw the Qijue Sect's skills, so he saw the trick in the attack at first glance, and then thought about the poison in Wang Teng's body,

As well as the rumors that the Qijue Sect was destroyed, he figured it all out at once, and his eyes widened in shock: "It's you! The Qijue Sect was destroyed. It was you who did it, right, Wang Teng?"


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