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Finally, under the horrified gazes of everyone, Wang Teng's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he slashed out with a knife. The Emperor's Divine Bell was twisted and twisted, and finally shattered and exploded, turning into fragments and falling apart!
"How is this possible?" The surrounding viewing platforms immediately exploded.
The Emperor's Divine Bell is a treasure, solid and immortal. It would be a great shock to be blown up like this.
"Restore." Situ Xia was also shocked for a moment, and then roared. The golden fragments in the sky reorganized again and turned into a bell body. The bell rang and resounded throughout the sky.
The Emperor's Divine Bell is very strange. After it is broken, it can be reassembled and will not be destroyed at all. Wang Teng's physical power also deeply shocked everyone present.
Next, Situ Xia became completely angry, and every inch of his body was gushing out light, like a divine flame, leaping and beating, burning the heavens.
He rushed forward like a big fireball, and the Emperor's Divine Bell spread out layers of terrifying ripples, with runes intertwined, like a sleeping giant awakening.
This weapon has an extraordinary origin and can easily kill people in the ancestral realm.
"Hmph, do you want to be honored by just a weapon? It's ridiculous!" A cold smile appeared at the corner of Wang Teng's mouth, and the Tai Chi Immortal Picture appeared under his feet. He was very fast, and with a swish sound, he flew close to him and bypassed him.
The Emperor's Divine Bell punched Situ Xia in the chest.
Poof! Blood spurted out wildly, and a large hole immediately appeared on Situ Xia's chest. The front and back were translucent, and it looked shocking.
Wang Teng looked indifferent, his arm shook, and with a snap, Situ Xia's body exploded again.
The outcome has been decided.
Wang Teng wins!
Although Situ Xia reorganized his physical body, his origin suffered huge damage and was no longer at his peak.
Situ Xia is a genius among the geniuses. He holds the Emperor's Divine Bell and is nearly invincible under the fifth level of the ancestral realm.
Today, Wang Teng openly defeated him. In the minds of everyone, it was as if a mountain collapsed in their hearts.
"I want the top five in today's competition." Wang Teng stood on the ring, looked around, and shouted coldly.
Now, he is like a demon possessed. His thick black hair is flying wildly, his body is majestic, he is holding the Dragon Falling Ancient Sword, and his demeanor is shocking.
There was silence all around.
Many of the geniuses of the Immortal Sect were surprisingly calm.
After witnessing Wang Teng's power, they were not sure.
"Hmph, this Immortal Sect Conference is held in the South China Sea. How can I let you, a country bumpkin from the mainland, show off your power here?" At this moment, a cold shout spread, and a man in white flew to the venue, handsome and elegant, coming out of the dust.
Incomparable, like a banished immortal, slightly ethereal.
"It's him, Qingyang!" Many people exclaimed and recognized him instantly. This is a genius from the "Zhaoxia Mountain" in the South China Sea. He once defeated three elders of the Immortal Sect and is famous in the sea.
He has not appeared in public in the South China Sea for a long time.
Various legends about him are still circulating throughout the South China Sea to this day.
Many girls had strange lights in their eyes, staring at Qingyang with admiration.
Decades ago, when the other party was famous in the South China Sea, his style was so eye-catching that he was regarded as an idol by countless girls.
The reappearance of the other party would be enough to cause a sensation in the South China Sea.
"Kill!" There was nothing to say. Qingyang's momentum was ethereal, but his attacks were domineering and ruthless. He showed an extremely powerful attack from the beginning. Eight heavenly swords rushed out behind him, showing red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple... all kinds of
Different lights illuminate the sky.
Each of these eight divine swords is made from the physical body of an Ancestral Realm figure, and contains extremely powerful divine power.
With just one strike of a sword, it can destroy the heaven and the earth, which is absolutely terrifying.
At this moment, the eight killing swords were attacking together, and there was a sense of chaos, and the arena was immediately enveloped by a cold and bone-chilling sense of murder.
The sky changes color and the sun and moon lose their light. These eight killing swords are so eye-catching that it seems as if the whole world is trembling due to their appearance.
However, Wang Teng still has a powerful momentum and is completely fearless. No matter what the killer sword is, he has the aura to sweep everything.
Dangdangdang...
The Dragon Falling Ancient Sword danced crazily, making terrifying dragon roars one after another, as if thousands of dragons were roaring within it. Every time it swung, the void would boil, and a large black light would flow out, which was extremely terrifying.
The eight killing swords moved the sky with their light and were indestructible. They were unable to defeat Wang Teng for a while, and were all blocked by him.
"Eight Swords Confer God, Suppress and Kill!" Qingyang shouted coldly, and the various rays of light emitted from the eight swords became even more brilliant, like eight rainbows hanging horizontally on the sun, with murderous aura splitting the sky. Finally, each one of them became bigger in the wind.
, as thick as a mountain, stirred up a terrifying sword light, and drowned Wang Teng.
At this moment, from a distance, Wang Teng looked as if he was being suppressed by eight ancient divine swords coming from outside the territory, which was astonishing to the world.
"What kind of bullshit eight swords are there? Practice them all for me!" However, Wang Teng directly opened the Jiuxian World. Nine terrifying and ancient portals were opened on his body, and then he gave all eight divine swords to him one after another.
Swallowed it in.
This looks like nine people swallowing the sky and eating snacks.
Qingyang immediately changed his color and realized that he had lost his connection with the Divine Sword. The nine portals seemed to be a world of their own, and once you entered them, you could not look back.
"Wang Teng, what are you doing, return my eight swords!" Qingyang shouted angrily. "Sorry, they have become nutrients, feeding my magical powers." Wang Teng smiled faintly. The nine-phase world returned the eight swords one after another.
Refined and transformed into an energy body, it was swallowed up by nine portals. Then, the breath emitted by the nine portals also had a sharp smell, faintly
The sound of swords was heard.
It should be noted that the Nine Phase World is the core magical power of merging soldiers and practicing physical skills, so these nine portals also have the function of "melting soldiers".
"The third heaven of the ancestral realm?" Wang Teng was shocked, and suddenly felt that some energy was fed back to him in the nine-phase world, causing his aura to surge instantly, and he reached the third heaven of the ancestral realm.
This is really an unexpected surprise.
"Wang Teng, you are looking for death!" Qingyang finally couldn't keep calm anymore. He spent a lot of effort to make those eight killing swords by a supreme elder from the Immortal Sect. They were lost in vain.
Yayu cut off a piece of his heart.
Boom! His hair was dancing backwards, his eyes revealed a murderous aura, and his five fingers were spread out like swords in the sky, trying to kill Wang Teng.
However, the result was tragic. Without the eight killing swords, his combat power was greatly reduced. Wang Teng broke through the third level of the ancestral realm again. After rising and falling, he was no longer Wang Teng's opponent.
Bang! In just twenty moves, Wang Teng knocked Qingyang away with a slap. His body was smashed to pieces and disintegrated on the ring, staining the sky with blood. Wang Teng once again won with an overwhelming advantage.
