Everyone in the Wanjian Sect noticed that when they saw the old palace master of the North Pole Palace using his pupil technique to spy on Wang Teng, Lin Jingtian and the elders suddenly became excited.
But Wang Teng didn't panic at all.
In the sea of consciousness, the Shura Sword trembled, and the orders of gods and demons also washed away circles of mysterious power.
The eyes of the old palace master of the North Pole Palace were directly blocked, but he was unable to see through Wang Teng's breath-taking and disguise technique at all.
The old palace master of Arctic Palace raised his eyebrows. His pupil technique was blocked. He did not successfully see through Wang Teng's true identity, but he became more and more suspicious in his heart.
It is very unusual for a young junior disciple to be able to avoid the prying eyes of his pupils.
His eyes flickered, and he didn't show anything on the spot. He just said: "The Ten Thousand Swords Sect has many outstanding talents, which are enviable. This time you and King Xiaopeng have a discussion and exchange. It is considered that you have won, so you can stop."
"King Xiaopeng, you still won't admit defeat?"
At the same time, he looked at the Golden-winged Little Peng King with blazing eyes, and spoke to the Golden-winged Little Peng King.
The Golden Winged Peng King had an angry face and unwillingness in his eyes, unable to accept the fact that he would fail.
He had already regarded this as a lifelong shame when he was defeated by Wang Teng in the Chaos Immortal Palace.
But now, he has awakened his natural bloodline, and originally wanted to find Wang Teng to wash away the shame of that day. However, before he could wash away the shame, he was defeated by an unknown soldier from Wanjian Sect.
Moreover, the defeat was so clean and complete!
All the feathers on his body were about to be plucked out. This humiliation almost made him lose his mind.
But in the end, he chose to give in: "I admit defeat..."
He was filled with unwillingness, and finally chose to admit defeat, because if he didn't admit defeat, he was worried that he would suffer greater humiliation, and that all his feathers would be completely plucked out.
"I can't hear what you said."
Wang Teng deliberately pretended not to hear the words of the Golden Winged Peng King admitting defeat. Instead, his hands speeded up, pulling out the golden wings frantically.
The golden feathers on the Winged Peng King.
"..."
Everyone was speechless. Seeing Wang Teng suddenly speeding up the plucking, they knew that he must have heard what the Golden-winged Little Peng King said clearly, and just didn't want to stop. This Golden-winged Little Peng King had awakened his natural bloodline, and his feathers were just right.
It is a rare treasure.
Not only can it be used to cultivate the immortal sword body, but it can also be used to refine weapons.
"It's enough!"
The Golden Winged Peng King roared.
"Puff puff!"
Wang Teng's hands were like the wind, and he plucked out the golden feathers one by one. The feathers on the Golden Winged Peng King's whole body were almost bald. The original bravery and majesty were gone, but it looked like a larger bird that had been plucked.
pheasant.
"Stop! King Xiaopeng has already admitted defeat, how dare you do this?"
The big monsters in the direction of the Jinpeng clan were trembling with anger. It was really a shame and a great humiliation for the clan's brilliant talent to be trampled under their feet and plucked out all their feathers.
It is not only an insult to the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, but also a shame to their Jinpeng clan.
"What you say doesn't count. It only counts if he admits defeat."
Wang Teng said calmly.
The Golden Winged Peng King immediately vomited blood when he heard this: "I surrender!"
He growled again.
There are really not many feathers left on the body. Both wings have been plucked clean, and the back is also clean. Only some feathers are left on the head and tail.
"What? The wind is so strong that I can't hear you. Please speak louder."
While Wang Teng spoke, he plucked out the feathers on the head and tail of the Golden Winged Peng King and put them beautifully into the storage ring.
The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King felt a chill all over his body and roared at Wang Teng: "You
How dare you insult me like this, I will definitely kill you in this life!"
The Golden-winged Little Peng King is going crazy. He has all his feathers plucked out in front of everyone. What a shame is this?
"Huh? How dare you reveal your murderous intentions to me? You all heard it. He was unwilling to admit defeat and even threatened to kill me."
Wang Teng raised his eyebrows and was about to step down.
"I surrender!"
However, the Golden Winged Peng King seemed to feel something. This time he gathered his breath and let out a long roar, which spread throughout the Arctic Palace.
And there are still lingering sounds echoing.
Wang Teng felt a little pity.
Wouldn't it be too shameless to pretend not to hear at this time?
"puff!"
However, with this thought in his mind, the movements of his feet did not stop at all. This foot was so powerful that it pierced the back of the Golden Winged Peng King on the spot.
The powerful force vibrated, sending the black halberd flying.
The Golden Winged Peng King even screamed in agony, but he did not die. His vitality could not be described as tenacious.
"Sorry, I didn't stop."
Wang Teng explained casually, then jumped off his back, raised his foot and kicked the huge body of the Golden-winged Little Peng King directly towards the group of big monsters of the Golden Peng tribe.
The big demons of the Jinpeng clan quickly caught the Golden-winged Little Peng King. Seeing that the Golden-winged Little Peng King was seriously injured, their eyes suddenly twitched, and they quickly took out healing elixirs to heal his injuries, and at the same time used magic power to suppress his injuries.
"Who else wants to challenge me, the Wanjian Sect?"
Wang Teng looked around, his tone was very calm, but he exuded a powerful majesty. Feeling the cold murderous intention projected from the direction of the Jinpeng clan, Wang Teng directed his gaze at the Jinpeng clan: "Why, there are still some people in your Jinpeng clan who are dissatisfied.
Do you want to challenge me?"
"Come up and fight me!"
Wang Teng directly challenged him. He had no intention of keeping a low profile this time. He was already prepared and had no worries about his identity being exposed.
"you!"
Everyone in the Jinpeng tribe suddenly looked gloomy when they heard this, and one of them threatened: "Humph, there must be a limit to arrogance, otherwise you won't know how to die!"
"Does the Jinpeng tribe just show off with words? If you don't accept it, come up and fight me. I want to see how I will die?"
Wang Teng sneered.
There are indeed some young heroes in the Jinpeng tribe, but after seeing how powerful Wang Teng is and the tragic end of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, how can they dare to challenge Wang Teng again?
That is no different than seeking death.
"Since you don't dare to come up and fight, then don't make any noise here!"
Seeing that no one came forward, Wang Teng scolded him coldly, making everyone in the Jinpeng tribe turn pale.
"I can't stand it anymore, I'm going to kill him!"
A young man from the Jinpeng tribe said angrily, and wanted to go up and fight Wang Teng, but was stopped by a big demon from the Jinpeng tribe, because he really didn't want to cause further losses.
Wang Teng's strength is obvious to all. The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was defeated by him. How can the other younger generations of the Jinpeng clan be his opponents?
"Boring."
Seeing that the young man from the Jinpeng tribe was stopped, Wang Teng said a little regretfully, and then looked around: "Who else wants to challenge me, Wanjian Sect, just come up and fight!"
Wang Teng stood tall. Although the name "Wang Yue" had not spread to the Wanjian Sect before and was unknown, but with the scene of suppressing Jin Lin and the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King just now, there is no doubt that he has accumulated some
Power.
Many people from all over the world were talking about it. While the secular warriors and monks marveled at Wang Teng's strength, they also couldn't help but sigh that the ten major sects really had profound knowledge and were able to cultivate such geniuses. Everyone in Wanjian Sect couldn't help but smile.
.
But underneath this smile, there was still a hint of worry.