Wang Teng's eyes were dim and he spoke, holding the Demon-Sealing Sword between his eyebrows, the Thunder Sword and the Shura Sword blocking his retreat, and the Shanhe Sheji Cauldron hung above his head.
The black-robed man's face was pale. He had already suffered serious injuries, and now his soul was injured by Wang Teng's soul attack, and his condition became increasingly depressed.
"I didn't expect that Lin Jingtian and the five masters of the secret realm of Wanjian Sect could not keep me, but I ended up falling into the hands of a little ant in the Mortal Realm like you..."
The man in black robe took a deep breath, his tone full of unwillingness.
"Let's do it!"
The man in black robe took a deep breath, closed his eyes and said.
However, at this moment, powerful sword energy suddenly shot out from his body and slashed towards Wang Teng.
"I should have expected that you would not be captured so easily!"
Wang Teng sneered, grabbed the bald crane, unfolded its feathers like fairy gold, and blocked all the blazing sword energy.
"What?"
The man in black robe was immediately shocked, and after seeing clearly what Wang Teng used to block his sword energy, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
He forcibly gathered a little strength, and the sword energy he inspired was actually blocked by a bald pheasant?
"If you have any other means, you might as well use them all."
A smile appeared on the corner of Wang Teng's mouth and he said lightly.
The condition of this man in black robe is getting worse and worse, and now he is no longer of any concern and can no longer pose the slightest threat to Wang Teng.
The man in black robe stared at Wang Teng, and finally took a deep breath: "Who are you? How can you control so many powerful magic weapons and soldiers with a mere mortal level cultivation?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that you are now in my hands."
"I give you a chance to live. Follow me. I can heal your injuries in the shortest time. And I have
There is a way to hide the devilish aura in you."
"Of course, you can also refuse, but I can tell you clearly that if you refuse me, the only thing waiting for you is death."
"You have good talents and great potential. Your future achievements are limitless. If you are a smart person, I think you will know how to choose."
Wang Teng said calmly.
He didn't kill the opponent immediately because he took a fancy to the opponent's talent and strength!
Although the other party was a demonic monk, Wang Teng didn't care.
"What did you say?"
"Follow you?"
"Hehehehe, hahahaha..."
"Do you know what you're talking about?"
"I, Ye Wuchang, practiced cultivation at the age of five, entered Ning Zhen at ten, condensed into Yuan Gang at twelve, metamorphosed into the mortal world at sixteen, entered the secret realm of the four extremes at nineteen, and now at the age of twenty-three, I entered the monks' hall and was promoted to the secret realm of supernatural powers and the realm of gods and humans!
"
"You, a little ant in the mortal realm, do you want me to follow you and surrender?"
"Idiot's dream!"
When Ye Wuchang heard Wang Teng's words, it was as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. He raised his head and laughed, looking at Wang Teng with eyes full of ridicule.
"It's a pity that you are so stunning, but now you still fall into my hands."
Wang Teng looked at Ye Wuchang, who looked proud, and smiled slightly.
"Forehead……"
Ye Wuchang's tone suddenly froze when he heard the words, and he snorted coldly: "If I hadn't been seriously injured by Lin Jingtian and chased by the five elders of Wanjian Sect's magical secret realm, and had to use the blood escape technique to damage my own vitality, how could I have ended up here?
In your hand?"
"If I'm at my peak, even if
You have mastered the art of soul attack. If I want to kill you, it will be as easy as crushing an ant on the ground!"
"But you still fell into my hands."
Wang Teng spread his hands and still smiled.
Ye Wuchang became extremely angry when he heard this.
Wang Teng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and a monstrous murderous aura rose into the sky: "Okay, I won't talk nonsense with you, surrender, live; otherwise, die!"
After the words fell, the edge of the demon-sealing sword in his hand flickered, and demonic energy surged.
A ray of sharp energy had already cut directly into Ye Wuchang's scalp between his brows.
The hair on Ye Wuchang's body suddenly stood up, and a haze of death instantly enveloped his mind, causing his heart to beat violently.
The astonishing killing aura displayed by Wang Teng made him feel frightened. Even if he was a demonic monk, he would not have such a strong killing aura.
His eyes flickered. Whether it was the powerful magic weapons and weapons on Wang Teng's body or the methods he displayed at this moment, they all showed that Wang Teng was unusual.
However, with all his talent, how could he be willing to be a follower of an ant in the mortal realm?
As a peerless genius, he has his own pride, and this pride does not allow him to bow his head and surrender.
He stood upright, still unwilling to bow his head even in the face of life and death threats.
Wang Teng's eyes flickered, but he didn't expect that the other party had some backbone, and his Daoist heart was so firm that he would not waver at all even in the face of death.
This made him appreciate it a bit.
At the same time, it is simply impossible for such a man with such backbone and firm Taoism to force the other party to surrender.
This has just been confirmed.
To deal with such people, we can only know
Move it with reason and move it with emotion.
"You are indeed very good. Your Daoist heart is firm enough. Even in the face of life and death, you will not waver. To be honest, I admire you very much and don't really want to take your life. It's a pity that even if I let you go now, you will still be alive.
It won’t be long.”
"The magic skill you practice is incomplete and is an incomplete skill. Although your cultivation has improved rapidly, it has caused huge damage to your body."
"Coupled with this serious injury, the damage in your body will explode completely. Even if your magic power is strong, you will not be able to suppress it, and you will definitely die by then!"
Wang Teng spoke calmly and took back the Demon Sealing Sword.
"You...how do you know that the skills I practice are incomplete? And how do you know that there is damage in my body?"
When Ye Wuchang heard Wang Teng's words, his eyes suddenly froze, his eyes full of surprise.
At the same time, when he saw Wang Teng retracting the Demon-Sealing Sword, Ye Wuchang couldn't help but his expression moved slightly.
"Of course you can see it."
"Your energy and blood have been deficient for a long time. This is not caused by the injury at all, but has accumulated over a long period of time. Moreover, when you mobilized your magic power just now and wanted to attack me, there was a slight blockage in the movement of your magic power.
When it is running in the body, if it suddenly weakens a bit, it means that there is a hidden disease in your body, and it interferes with the operation of your magic power. This means that there is a problem with your martial arts. If there is a problem with your martial arts, the most likely reason is your cultivation.
There is something wrong with the technique."
Wang Teng said calmly.
"I know it's not easy for someone like you to bow your head."
"That's good. I won't kill you, and I will also treat your injuries. I can even correct the route of your exercises. On this condition, I will hire you to protect my Tao for three years. After three years, it is up to you to stay or leave."
,how?"
Wang Teng said with a smile, a cunning look flashed deep in his eyes.