‘‘These things of mine all come from Tianbao Pavilion, but in your mouth they become ordinary. Who are you? You speak so loudly, and you are not afraid of the strong wind flashing your tongue?’’
The stall owner sneered sinisterly and stared at Wang Teng and his group. Black aura surged from his body. After he finished speaking, his expression suddenly became stern. He suddenly picked up a long sword and stabbed Wang Teng in the mouth.
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''Tsk!''
This sword was extremely swift and wielded a tricky, blazing sword. It rushed towards Wang Teng like a poisonous snake. The stall owner said with a cold face: "If you dare to despise the treasures of Tianbao Pavilion, I will cut your tongue to prevent you from screaming."
The strong wind blew you away!''
When many pedestrians around saw this scene, they immediately backed away.
''It's Zhao Hong of the Zhao family. Who is that boy and why did he offend Zhao Hong?''
‘‘This Zhao Hong is a ruthless master. The power of shadow in that boy’s body is so weak. It seems that he has just embarked on the path of cultivation. If he is targeted by Zhao Hong, he may be in serious trouble!’’
When someone recognized the stall owner, their expressions suddenly changed slightly, and many people showed fear for him.
Those disciples of the Ancient Sword Immortal Sect did not expect that Zhao Hong would suddenly take action. Seeing his fierce momentum and stabbing him with his sword, their expressions suddenly changed.
Wang Teng's expression turned cold. He just muttered to himself suspiciously, but he didn't expect him to listen, so he directly drew his sword towards him and threatened to cut his tongue.
How could Mr. Wang tolerate such arrogance?
He snorted coldly and slapped him with a big mouth on the spot.
''Pop!''
The power fluctuations in the stall owner's body were at the late stage of a True Immortal at best, not even a Heavenly Immortal. There was no way he could be Wang Teng's opponent.
Wang Teng arrived first and slapped Zhao Hong directly on the face, sending him flying away on the spot.
''ah……''
Zhao Hong suddenly screamed, his body flew sideways and fell to the ground.
A clear slap mark appeared on the left side of his face, and then his entire face suddenly became swollen.
Blood was flowing out of his mouth, and several of his teeth were knocked out.
''You...you dare to hit me?''
Zhao Hong covered his face, stood up, and immediately stared at Wang Teng with blazing eyes, and then suddenly realized: "No, no, the power of shadow in you is obviously so shallow, not even 1% of me."
Yeah, how could it hurt me?''
''Humph, don't be too arrogant, not everyone will be bullied by you!''
Wang Teng glanced at Zhao Hong coldly and said.
After saying that, Wang Teng turned around and prepared to leave, not wanting to get entangled with him.
In his opinion, this Zhao Hong was so weak that he was just a small minion, and he didn't bother to argue with him.
However, Zhao Hong was furious, especially when he felt the surprised looks from all directions. He shouted angrily and slashed at Wang Teng with his sword again: ''You bastard! I'll kill you!''
He was suddenly shocked and angry. He was a strong man in the realm of the Dark Master. He couldn't even suppress a kid who had just stepped into the realm of the Shadow Master. Instead, he was slapped in the face by him in public. How could he endure this?
What a shame and humiliation.
Moreover, he felt that the reason why he was attacked just now was because he was careless.
After all, although Wang Teng's slap was very heavy, it was not very powerful and did not cause much damage to him.
However, he didn't know that the reason why he was okay was because Wang Teng kept his hand!
Otherwise, if Wang Teng used even a little force, his head would probably explode on the spot.
You must know that Wang Teng's physical divine power is extremely powerful. Even the ferocious beasts in the Xuanxian realm may not be able to withstand his blow.
What's more, it's a human monk whose strength is no more than the peak of a true immortal?
To deal with people like Zhao Hong, Wang Teng felt that he could kill a hundred, no, a thousand people with one slap!
At this moment, Wang Teng's face suddenly turned cold when he saw Zhao Hong coming to kill him again, with a murderous intent, and he disappeared in a flash.
Zhao Hong was suddenly shocked and stabbed at the place where Wang Teng was just now, but missed the target.
The next moment, Zhao Hong's eyes suddenly blurred, and a strong sense of crisis immediately arose in his heart. When he turned around, he saw a big hand grabbing at his neck.
He immediately turned pale with fright, and swung his sword to strike. With a "dang" sound, Zhao Hong's long sword struck Wang Teng's arm, but only a string of sparks flew out, but it failed to hurt Wang Teng at all.
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''What?''
Zhao Hong was suddenly shocked, with a look of disbelief on his face: ‘‘How is it possible, how is it possible that the Spirit Shadow Sword cannot cut your body?’’
The people around me who were joining in the fun also widened their eyes, their eyeballs fell to the ground, and they were all shocked: "How is it possible? What's going on with that kid? Why is his body so hard, and the Spirit Shadow Sword can't even cut him?"
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In the distance, the soldier named Chang Yi also saw this scene. He couldn't help but be surprised at this moment. His eyes were blazing: "What a strong body. That boy, the power of shadow on his body is so thin. His body is so thin."
Strong, doesn't it mean that people in the fairy world are extremely weak when they are first involved in the dark realm, and are no better than mortals?''
''What's going on with this guy?''
Chang Yi did not show up, staring at Wang Teng and others secretly.
He had no intention of intervening to stop this dispute.
And just when Zhao Hong's sword struck Wang Teng's arm, Wang Teng's palm grasped Zhao Hong's neck with great precision, and he lifted him up directly, with a cold expression and a solemn tone: '
'Kill me? Are you sure you can kill me with your strength?''
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Teng squeezed hard, crushing Zhao Hong's neck and crushing him to death.
However, Zhao Hong's expression changed and he screamed. The power of shadow in his body suddenly surged throughout his body, and his body suddenly disappeared and turned into a shadow, slipping away from Wang Teng's palm.
''Um?''
Wang Teng was slightly startled, and his eyes flashed as he watched Zhao Hong's shadow flow to the ground in an instant, and then re-condensed into a figure in the distance.
''Is it that black power that can actually turn people into nothingness?''
Wang Teng's eyes suddenly moved, and he seemed a little surprised. The special black power seemed to be more mysterious than he imagined. In addition to having powerful devouring and assimilating abilities, it could actually dematerialize itself.
‘‘Humph, boy, I didn’t expect that your physical body is so powerful despite your weak shadow power. I did underestimate you just now, but if you want to kill me, it’s not that easy!’’
Zhao Hong appeared in the distance, stared at Wang Teng, and said with a cold expression.
He originally thought that Wang Teng and others were a bunch of soft persimmons with little strength. After all, the aura of the power of shadow in Wang Teng was extremely weak. However, he did not expect that Wang Teng was so weird. His body was so powerful that he could withstand the extremely powerful force.