"Is it a grand event for the younger generation? Not interested."
Wang Teng was slightly surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that the other party would actually invite him to a grand party.
But then, Wang Teng sneered secretly.
Now that the sages from the emperor era of Tianxuan Holy Land have returned, they must have known about the grievances between them. This invitation is definitely not a good intention, it is most likely a Hongmen Banquet.
Although Wang Teng gained a lot from this retreat and his strength was greatly increased. Even if he faced the current emperor, he was sure that he could suppress it with one force, but he had no fear of these ancient geniuses.
Moreover, he also has the trump cards of three great emperors: Emperor Lingxiao, Emperor Wuwei and Emperor Feihong.
Emperor Lingxiao, Emperor Wuwei and Emperor Feihong, although they are only the current emperors, they have also understood the breathing method of all things and the Shura Demon Realm.
And what is the most fundamental difference between contemporary monks and ancient monks?
Ancient method!
And now, Emperor Lingxiao, Emperor Wuwei and Emperor Feihong have also mastered the breathing method of all things. Although they have just understood it, their understanding may not be as profound as that of the ancient emperor, but the gap between them and the ancient emperor is also huge.
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Moreover, they also practiced the equally powerful magical power and secret art of Shura Demon Realm!
These two methods are combined into one, and the bonus to their strength is probably even more amazing than imagined.
Even Wang Teng doesn't know how strong the three of them are now!
Perhaps, it can already be compared with the ancient emperor of the same realm!
Therefore, Wang Teng was not too worried about this so-called gathering.
But he was not interested in participating and felt it was meaningless.
If you know that the other party wants to deal with you, why do you want to get together?
The treasure troves of all the forces are now in his hands. Now all the forces, including these creatures from the era of emperors who have just returned from the Land of the Meteor God, are a group of poor ghosts. It is obvious that they have set their sights on him at this moment.
On top of that, even if I am not afraid of them, there is no need to argue with them, let alone get any benefits from them.
Hearing Wang Teng's words, the two of them were stunned. Obviously, they did not expect that Wang Teng would refuse so simply.
Immediately, both of them frowned and their expressions became slightly colder. One of them said coldly: "Wang Teng, my holy son invites you to attend the party. This is your supreme honor. How dare you refuse? It's too much."
Don’t know what’s good or bad!”
Another person also joined in and said coldly: "That's right! Humph, Wang Teng, you don't really think you are the number one genius in the world, do you? How dare you put on airs in front of us and refuse the invitation of my holy son?"
"presumptuous!"
"Hmph, who do you think you are? You dare to be disrespectful to the young master and seek death?"
Ye Qianzhong and Ye Wuchang stepped forward with cold scoldings, their eyes cold.
Wang Teng raised his hand to stop them and looked at the two people in front of him with amusement. As expected, these creatures who had returned from the era of emperors all had an inexplicable sense of superiority.
He thinks he is superior to others and does not take the monks in his eyes seriously.
If the other party invites him to the party, it is his supreme honor. If he refuses to attend, it is just showing off?
"Um?"
"Two ants-like things dare to yell at us. There is no room for you to interrupt when the master is talking. Wang Teng, let us discipline them for you!"
However, facing the scoldings of Ye Qianzhong and Ye Wuchang, these two ancient geniuses from Tianxuan Holy Land became furious.
There were only two followers around Wang Teng, but they dared to yell at them, which made them feel that their majesty had been challenged!
At this moment, the two men yelled loudly and took action directly to suppress Ye Wuchang and Ye Qianzhong with one palm. They were fierce and planned to kill the chickens and scare the monkeys, establish their authority in front of Wang Teng, and at the same time cut Wang Teng's face.
When Wang Teng heard this, his eyes suddenly turned cold. When he saw the two men taking action, he lowered his raised hand.
"Swish!"
As Wang Teng lowered his hand, Ye Wuchang and Ye Qianzhong rushed forward instantly.
"Things who don't know whether to live or die dare to take the initiative to attack and seek death!"
The two ancient geniuses from Tianxuan Holy Land sneered, their eyes full of contempt.
In their eyes, today's monks are all ants.
Even Wang Teng, who was highly praised by the monks of the time, in the eyes of these ancient geniuses, he was just a tiger in the mountains and a monkey called the king, and he was not popular at all.
"Tsk!"
Ye Wuchang swung his sword, and a sword light as dark as ink poured out. The terrifying sword light was like a black tide, instantly impacting one of the palm prints!
The black sword light instantly burst out with endless black sword energy, like splashing ink, blackening the entire palm print in an instant, and with the blessing of the breathing method of all things, it accelerated the power of Ye Wuchang's devouring and assimilation, making the powerful palm print magical power
, only for a moment of stalemate, it was completely assimilated and turned into a black tide, pouring into the dark sword light.
The next moment, the power of the sword light increased instead of decreasing, heading towards killing one of them.
"What?"
The man's pupils suddenly shrank, and he immediately felt a terrible crisis, and the hairs all over his body stood up in an instant.
He was horrified in his heart, and before he could make any reaction, the dark sword light instantly poured on him.
"puff!"
Blood spurted out, and the man's body was split in half on the spot!
Black sword energy surged like a tidal wave, engulfing his remaining body.
"ah……"
The man screamed, and his soul escaped from his body. His eyes were full of horror and disbelief. He couldn't believe that Wang Teng was just a follower, but he had such terrifying strength!
Although he is not the Holy Son of Tianxuan Holy Land, his talent and strength are extremely strong. In the era of emperors, he is definitely not inferior to the Holy Son-level talents of some sects.
For example, Gu Qingfeng of the Five Elements Sect may not be his opponent until he further understands the breathing method of all things and practices the Shura Demon Realm.
But at this moment, such a powerful peerless genius was killed by a follower of Wang Teng whom he looked down upon with a sword!
How could this not scare him?
"Pure Yang is immortal, Cangri Divine Fist!"
At the same time, Ye Qianzhong punched the palm mark of the magical power suppressed by the other person.
"Boom!"
The fists and palms collided, and terrible power exploded instantly. Ye Qianzhong screamed and also activated the breathing method of all things. He felt that the moment the breathing method of all things was activated, the magic power in his body immediately became extremely active, as if he couldn't wait.
Instantly poured into his fist, and mysterious runes flickered, blessing him, causing his power to skyrocket, and then exploded in an instant!
"Crack!"
That powerful magical palm print instantly shattered and then exploded!
The terrifying fist seal shattered the void, and with invincible power, he continued to move forward and suppressed the opponent!