Wang Teng smiled, showing a row of brilliant teeth.
Jiang Ming saw the smile on his face, but there was a cold light flashing like a ferocious beast in his eyes, and he realized that begging for mercy was impossible. At that moment, a sinister cold light flashed in his eyes, and a sharp dagger appeared in his hand, like lightning.
Like stabbing Wang Teng in the chest.
His attack was vicious and vicious, and an ordinary person would definitely suffer a big loss.
It's a pity that Wang Teng was already on guard.
His expression remained unchanged at that moment, and he grabbed his wrist, looked at the cold dagger, and sneered: "Stubborn." With a twist of his hand, there was a click, and Jiang Ming's entire arm suddenly looked like a plastic pipe.
, twisted down.
The severe pain that came from his arm made Jiang Ming scream miserably and he fell to the ground, sweating profusely.
Wang Teng kicked him ten meters away and knocked down a rock. Smoke and dust rose from there, and he buried Jiang Ming inside. His screams of pain could still be faintly heard.
At this point, the surroundings suddenly became silent.
The disciples who originally followed Duan Hong were all dumbfounded. They felt that this handyman was so overbearing that he was no match for even the three great geniuses.
Shen Jianing was lying on the ground with blood bleeding from the corner of her mouth. She was hit by Wang Teng's fist just now, causing her serious injuries. Seeing this scene, she was a little stunned. Before, she would never have believed that the three of them had joined forces to take action.
To be defeated by a small handyman was like a fantasy.
Duan Hong couldn't help but swallow as he stared at the tall and slender young man standing there with his mouth open. Only then did he understand how special this little handyman was. He also thought about how he had to steal animal blood all by himself before.
Dan, for no apparent reason, there was a chill in my back, and I felt a lingering fear in my heart. This guy... simply cannot be treated with common sense.
"What happened?" The commotion here attracted many people and disciples to gather around.
Someone said: "Who beat you like this?" A silver-haired man walked out, tall and mighty, his pupils were emitting brilliant silver light, and his weapons were majestic.
Wang Teng's eyes narrowed, and he could detect a vague and dangerous wave spreading in his body. It was much stronger than Shen Jianing and others. After pondering for a while, he said: "Who are you?"
"How dare you not be polite when you see Senior Brother Han Feng." The disciple behind the silver-haired man shouted.
"Han Feng?" Wang Teng was confused.
"Yes, he is our fortieth-ranked senior at Beifeng." Someone said arrogantly.
Wang Teng's pupils shrank suddenly, thinking that he was ranked forty, which was unusual. No wonder the aura in his body was much stronger than that of Shen Jianing and others.
"Junior brother, what happened?" Han Feng smiled lightly, his temperament refined.
Wang Teng pointed at Shen Jianing and others and said casually: "Why don't you ask them?"
Sensing Han Feng's gaze, Shen Jianing couldn't help but lowered her head in shame.
"Senior brother..." Wu Xiong got up and gritted his teeth as he looked like he was risking his life: "This kid not only injured a few of us, but also humiliated us. You came at the right time, and you have to uphold justice for us."
Han Feng frowned and said, "You are so powerful, how could you be hurt by a handyman disciple?"
"Um..." Wu Xiong's face turned red with embarrassment and he said sarcastically: "This kid is a bit unusual, he is very crazy, and he doesn't take us veteran students seriously at all. We were caught off guard and fell into his trap.
"
Although Han Feng didn't understand what happened, looking at the embarrassed expressions of Wu Xiong, Shen Jianing and others, he vaguely guessed that these veterans were probably bullying the new disciples and ended up on the iron plate.
He couldn't help but take a deep look at Wang Teng. Although he didn't understand how this young-looking handyman could have hurt Wu Xiong and the others, he still said in a low tone: "Junior brother, our Holy Courtyard is so formidable.
, you have good discipline. As a handyman, you should not contradict so many brothers. I think this is your first offender, apologize to them, and then the big problem will be reduced to a trivial one, forget it."
But Wang Teng laughed and said: "These people took my beast blood pill regardless of their status, so despicable and shameless. I taught them a lesson, and they deserved it. It's impossible for me to apologize."
Wu Xiong was furious and said: "Brother, you have seen this. This kid has no dignity and is unruly. He should be beaten."
Han Feng never thought that a handyman disciple would dare to openly contradict him. He smiled faintly and said with a hint of coldness: "Okay, in that case, I will also learn some of my junior disciple's clever tricks."
At this point, a vague majesty emitted from his body, spreading out in waves like waves.
Wang Teng's eyes narrowed slightly. Although this aura was still at the tenth level of King Wu, it was much stronger than Wu Xiong and others. It was obvious that he had broken through the tenth level for at least several years.
"If you want to do it, do it." He sneered, neither humble nor overbearing.
"Watch the move." Han Feng slapped Wang Teng with one palm. The violent energy immediately set off a strong wind all around, sending sand and rocks flying.
Wu Xiong, Shen Jianing, Duan Hong and others all sneered slightly. They expected that no matter how much the latter jumped around, he would never be a match for Senior Brother Han Feng. They seemed to feel very happy after seeing the scene of his collapse.
"Bang!" But just as their thoughts came to an end, the sneers on their faces suddenly solidified.
Wang Teng struck out with the same palm, and after the two met in the void, a thunder exploded and then dissipated.
"Blocked?" Seeing that Wang Teng didn't even take a step away, he stood there calmly. Wu Xiong and others were a little stunned. They knew very well that it had been five years since Han Feng broke through to the tenth level of King Wu.
I can't bear his palm.
"Senior brother, I don't know what kind of weird skills this kid has practiced. He has extraordinary physique and infinite strength. You have to be careful." Ning Jianing reminded.
Han Feng looked at his palm and felt the slight pain. He was also very surprised and said with a smile: "Let me see how strong your physique is."
Keng. There was an extra sword in his hand. When he stabbed with the sword, red clouds swirled around him. The sharp sword energy could cut through gold and jade. It was no problem at all.
Wang Teng used his pure body to fight head-on with him. After fused with the earth's energy iron, his physique had already become abnormal, and it was difficult for even the sharp swords of magic weapons to cut him off.
The sound of metal colliding was heard endlessly, sparks flew everywhere, and the sword slashed at Wang Teng's body, unable to cut through it at all.
Han Feng frowned, and the surprise in his heart was extremely intense. Even though he was well-informed, he had traveled to many countries and met countless strange people, but he had never thought that someone could actually train his body.
To such a terrifyingly strong level, I felt that the young man in front of me looked like a human body of flesh and blood, like a steel warrior, indestructible.
After this fight, even his arms were shaking slightly, and he even felt like he couldn't hold the sword...
Wang Teng was actually not feeling well either. The opponent's level was too high, and a lot of human energy had seeped into his body, causing his internal organs to shake violently and causing him severe cramping. If he continued like this, he would definitely suffer serious internal injuries.
