Just then Wang Teng showed off his power and his demeanor was really charming.
night.
Wang Teng was practicing alone in his room. Every time he exhaled and inhaled, it was like two milky white dragons swimming between his mouth and nose. It was very strange.
With his current state, whether it is integrating weapons, practicing physical skills, or cultivating scriptures, he has already practiced to a very advanced level.
When practicing, the energy of heaven and earth absorbed is also earth-shattering.
He is deliberately restraining himself.
Suddenly, at a certain moment, there was a sound, and a dark shadow entered the room ghostly and rushed towards Wang Teng on the bed.
Wang Teng was startled, not expecting that someone would sneak up on him.
At that moment, he turned around and avoided the very sharp sword struck by the man in black.
"Who is it?"
Wang Teng's eyes were as bright as a torch and he shouted.
How brave someone is to dare to assassinate him.
"Haha, guess what..." A pleasant laughter came from under the veil of the man in black.
"You are not from the Tianlong Clan, you are a disciple of the Beihua Immortal Mansion!"
Wang Teng frowned.
Within his body, he noticed that the aura of the Beihua Immortal Mansion was very different from that of the people of the Tianlong Clan.
Moreover, the opponent's realm is also very strong, and he must be a golden disciple of Beihua Immortal Mansion.
"Yes, even if you still have some eyesight, I am here to kill you on the orders of Senior Sister Dongfang Wei. Before you die, I will make you a wise man."
The man in black sneered, his voice was that of a woman, with a touch of femininity.
"Just you?"
Wang Teng sneered, but there was no secret curse in his heart. Dongfang Wei was indeed a narrow-minded woman, and she wanted to send someone to assassinate him just because of some troubles in the flame world.
"Send your name. I, Wang Teng, will not kill unknown people."
Wang Teng said indifferently.
The woman in black was angry. At this time, Wang Teng actually showed off his rhetoric and sneered: "Okay, I'll let you be clear. I am Dong Yan'er, the golden disciple, the 79th ranked genius."
After saying that, she pulled down the veil on her face with her slender hands, revealing her fair and pretty face.
A pair of eyes, sparkling with light, like two gems in the dark night.
Wang Teng smiled playfully, looked at the other person's delicate body and said: "We are two lonely men and a widow. Aren't you afraid that you will fail to assassinate me, but that I will take advantage of you?"
Dong Yaner heard that Wang Teng was making fun of her, and said angrily: "As long as you can defeat me, I can do whatever you want!"
She is very confident in her own strength and there is no way she will lose.
Whoa! At that moment, he was holding a sword with shining green light in his hand, and stabbed Wang Teng in the chest with a straight sword.
Her realm has reached the peak of the sixth level of the Great Emperor Realm, and her overall strength is even stronger than Long Bing.
This sword condensed all the combat power in her body, and it was completely impossible for ordinary Great Emperor-level characters to resist it.
Wang Teng sneered, such an attack would be too whimsical to defeat him.
Buzz! Without moving, Wang Teng just stood there calmly. A mysterious light burst out from the Tianling Cover and rushed toward Dong Yaner's eyebrows.
Ah! Dong Yaner immediately let out a shrill scream, as if her spirit was being pricked by needles. She had a splitting headache. She covered her head and fell down from mid-air.
He said painfully: "Wang Teng, what kind of magic did you cast... Why does my head hurt so much!"
Wang Teng laughed and said: "You don't even understand the power of the soul, you are such a rubbish."
"The power of the soul?"
Dong Yaner's heart trembled. This kind of power is very difficult to cultivate. At their level, few people practice it specifically. It's a thankless task.
The power of ordinary people's souls is simply not enough to affect masters at the level of emperors.
It's shocking that Wang Teng actually has it and is so strong.
"Dong Yan'er, you are in my hands now, what do you think I should do with you?"
Wang Teng stretched out his hand, touched Dong Yaner's jade-white chin, and said jokingly.
The power of the soul has been locking the opponent's eyebrows. If it is intentional, it will instantly turn into a sharp spear and kill Dong Yan'er's spirit.
So now Dong Yan'er has no power to resist at all and can only let him handle it.
Dong Yaner felt a chill in her heart, thinking of the bad outcome.
She has a very hot figure and is very beautiful. Over the years, she has climbed from a person with no background to the rank of a golden disciple, and has had inappropriate relationships with many men.
Right now, there was a deep-seated indifference in Wang Teng's eyes.
She knew that Wang Teng was a murderer without blinking an eye, so she would most likely be killed by Wang Teng mercilessly.
She doesn't want to die, she just wants to please Wang Teng.
At that moment, a hint of charm flashed across her beautiful eyes, and she said with a tingling smile: "As long as you can let me go, I said you can do whatever you want with me..." After saying that, she stretched out her delicate hand and actually put out her own
Pull the collar down a little.
Wang Teng slapped her directly and scolded: "Do you really think I can like a rouge fan like you?
Now let me ask you a few questions and answer me honestly."
"How did you get in?"
Dong Yaner almost cried. This bastard dared to play tricks on her. She had never been so embarrassed.
But her life was in Wang Teng's hands, and she couldn't have an attack.
"I use a breath-absorbing charm to enter silently."
Dong Yaner answered.
Wang Teng reached directly into her chest and found a yellowed talisman paper with some complicated runes painted on it.
The Breath Holding Talisman is very rare, I didn't expect Dong Yan'er to have one.
"Did Dongfang Wei give this to you?"
Wang Teng said.
"Yes."
Dong Yaner answered.
"Besides you, who else was sent by Dongfang Wei to kill me?"
Wang Teng asked again.
"Bangs!"
Dong Yaner said: "He is the 75th ranked genius among the golden disciples. He is much stronger than me. If you meet him, you will definitely not be your opponent."
Bang! Wang Teng slapped her again and said, "If you dare to curse me to death, I'm looking for a beating!"
Dong Yaner almost cried, it was so sad.
"Can you let me go now? Don't worry, I will never assassinate you again, and I will avoid you from now on."
Dong Yaner said with a trembling tone.
Wang Teng shook his head and sighed, how could he let go of an enemy who fell into his hands?
"No... don't kill me..." Dong Yan'er's face changed drastically, and she could see Wang Teng's murderous intention.
Wang Teng ignored her, and slowly stretched his palm towards her Tianling Cap. There was a powerful destructive power in his palm. Dong Yaner would be killed if he hit it.
There was a flash of despair in Dong Yan'er's eyes. It was over. She was so unlucky to offend Wang Teng, the evil star.
Boom! At this moment, the window was suddenly broken open, and then an extremely violent force attacked Wang Teng.
With a bang, Wang Teng was knocked directly against the wall not far away, causing the wall to dent.
The ferocious power caused Wang Teng to spit out a mouthful of blood. He felt that several of his meridians had been interrupted, which was very uncomfortable.
"who?"
Wang Teng was shocked, looked out the window and shouted.
