As soon as this idea came up, he was rejected by Zhao Yuheng. After all, he had personally watched Wang Teng join the Qingyun Immortal Sect, so he naturally knew how low Wang Teng's cultivation level was at that time.
It has only been ten years. Wang Teng has reached the pinnacle of Xuanxian from a small True Immortal monk. It is already a stroke of luck. How can he become a powerful Yuanxian?
impossible!
This is absolutely impossible!
The reason Wang Teng was able to block his attacks many times must be because he had an adventure, maybe a magic weapon, maybe a pill, or maybe he got the inheritance from a strong person in the Land of the Fallen Immortal...
Think about it this way.
Zhao Yuheng's psychological balance has improved a lot. After all, the traces of time on Wang Teng's body are too shallow. If he enters the Yuanxian realm at this age, wouldn't it mean that he is too useless and has lived for so many years in vain?
So is he still alive?
at the same time.
The look he looked at Wang Teng became more and more greedy. The fact that Wang Teng could withstand the power of Yuanxian level with the body of Xuanxian was enough to show that he had gained a lot of opportunities in the Land of Fallen Immortal. If he could seize this opportunity,
come over……
He even began to speculate that maybe the Land of the Fallen Immortal was not as scary as the rumors said? Otherwise, why could Wang Teng and the disciples of the Ancient Sword Immortal Sect come back alive and become greatly stronger?
Think of this.
His desire to go to the Land of the Fallen Immortal became even more urgent.
but.
Now, he has seen the situation clearly. With his current strength, there is nothing he can do to Wang Teng. If he continues to fight, he will only make his side suffer more losses and gain no benefits at all.
then.
He wanted to reconcile, so he hurriedly said to Patriarch Qingyun: "Ancestor Qingyun, the misunderstanding... is all a misunderstanding. Please tell them to stop..."
Although this matter was indeed their fault, who made the Qingyun Immortal Sect weaker than their Guanghan Immortal Sect? He believed that as long as Patriarch Qingyun still had brains, he would definitely listen to him and make the disciples of the Qingyun Immortal Sect stop.
However.
Before Patriarch Qingyun could express his position, Wang Teng sneered: "Huh, misunderstanding? Just now you wanted to kill me for soul searching, and now you want to expose this matter with just a misunderstanding?"
"When the elders are talking, you, a junior, have no place to interrupt."
Zhao Yuheng ignored Wang Teng and just continued to look at Patriarch Qingyun: "Ancestor Qingyun, you are a smart man. You probably don't want to let the two sects fight each other because of this trivial matter, right?"
Hear the words.
Ancestor Qingyun sneered: "Wang Teng's attitude is my attitude!"
He admitted that the overall strength and foundation of the Qingyun Immortal Sect was indeed not as good as the Guanghan Immortal Sect, but today the other party came to shit on him. If he still swallows his anger, wouldn't he be laughed at in the future if word spreads about it?
Where else is there a foothold in Xianlin County?
Zhao Yuheng did not expect Patriarch Qingyun to be so stubborn, and immediately prepared to continue using Guanghan Immortal Sect to put pressure on the opponent. However, before he could say anything, Wang Teng raised his hand.
boom!
Suddenly, the aura on his body became sharp.
Immediately afterwards.
Whoosh!
A sword energy containing terrifying coercion flew out from his hand and headed straight for Zhao Yuheng. Wherever it passed, the space was shattered, and pitch-black black holes suddenly appeared in the void. Even with the powerful rules of heaven and earth in the fairy world,
, and it is impossible to repair these damaged spaces in an instant.
"Just because of your sword energy, do you deserve to be called the Divine Sword?"
Wang Teng sneered and looked down upon the sword energy that Zhao Yuheng had just thrown out. However, this did not prevent him from returning the favor in his own way.
He did not use the power of the dark realm for this sword, but only supported it with pure spiritual power from the fairy world.
If Zhao Yuheng is lucky and can survive this sword energy, he doesn't mind keeping him alive for the time being and talking to him about compensation. If he is unlucky and dies directly, then he will find time to go to Guangzhou
Hanxian Sect talks about compensation...
Zhao Yuheng didn't know what Wang Teng was thinking.
at this time.
The sword energy was already close at hand, and he had no time to get angry at Wang Teng for mocking his swordsmanship as rubbish. He could only hurriedly use various trump cards in an attempt to resist the falling sword energy.
However.
Bang bang bang...
After a burst of explosions, the sword energy still fell.
The next second.
Phew!
The sword energy entered the body, bringing up a string of blood flowers...
"ah……"
Screams pierced the sky.
Zhao Yuheng was hit and flew backwards. His hair was messy and his clothes were in tatters. Although his body was not broken yet, it was covered with countless wounds, large and small. He looked extremely embarrassed, and there was no trace of Guanghan anymore.
The majesty of the Immortal Sect leader.
See this scene.
Everyone in the Qingyun Immortal Sect felt a breath of bad breath coming out, and felt extremely comfortable all over.
The Guanghan Immortal Sect and others were extremely worried.
"metropolitan!"
"Lord Sect Master, how are you?"
"Wang Teng, you are so presumptuous!"
"..."
Talking room.
A group of elders wanted to rush to help.
but.
Li Qingyun and others naturally would not let them go to create trouble for Wang Teng, and immediately surrounded everyone.
"There is still time to worry about others, but it seems that our attack was too light! Keep beating!"
Li Qingyun waved his hand.
The next second.
Bang bang bang...
Fists as dense as raindrops hit the Guanghan Immortal Sect and his party again.
For a while.
The entire hall was wailing and screaming.
The other side.
Zhao Yuheng had just stabilized his figure, and before he could catch his breath, Wang Teng ducked out of the way and came to him.
"You...what do you want to do..."
Looking at the bloody hole in his abdomen formed by the sword energy, Zhao Yuheng became a little scared and subconsciously stepped back.
However.
Before he could take two steps, Wang Teng stepped forward, grabbed him by the collar, and raised a smile on his lips: "What do you think I want to do? You want to kill me to search for my soul, right?
You still expect me to repay evil with kindness and help you heal your wounds?"
Finished.
He raised his hand and punched Zhao Yuheng.
"ah!"
Zhao Yuheng screamed suddenly. Before he could take a breath, the second punch came down, followed by the third punch, the fourth punch...
Bang bang bang...
For a while.
The entire hall was filled with the muffled sound of punches hitting the flesh, and together with that sound, there was Zhao Yuheng's scream.
"Ah... no... don't... please... hit me again... I... wasn't... wrong..."
He tried to beg for mercy.
pity.
Wang Teng's fists were too dense, so his intermittent pleas for mercy changed their meaning when they reached Wang Teng's ears.
"What? Are you begging me to hit you again? OK, OK, I'll satisfy you!"
He has never heard of such a shameful request.
then.
He struck even harder.
Even if these fists do not contain a trace of magic power, after all, his Immortal Immortal Body has been cultivated to the eighth level. The power contained in his physical body is naturally terrifying. The power of each punch seems to be of great weight. It is necessary to clean up the untrained body.
In the physical body, Zhao Yuheng was naturally relaxed.