The huge force coming from the wings made Zhang Yunfan and He Mingyue's expressions change drastically, and they wanted to resist. However, the iron-winged dragon eagle's hateful attack was too overbearing. The ferocious energy was like an indestructible energy beam, fiercely
hit their chests.
Poof! Suffering severe injuries, Zhang Yunfan and He Mingyue both coughed up blood with faces and fell from the sky like kites with broken strings.
After successfully blocking the two men's sneak attack, the Iron-Winged Dragon Eagle did not have an easy time. It was shaken by the ferocious sword energy and took a few steps back in the void. Such a hard fight made its internal condition even worse.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, a snake-shaped sword light illuminated the sky and struck hard at the head of the iron-winged dragon eagle.
The iron-winged dragon eagle's pupils shrank due to the sudden sword energy. The strong sense of danger coming from the sword energy made the feathers all over its body stand on end.
"It's all over, go to hell." Raising his sword high, Zao Wuji had a cruel sneer on his lips.
The iron-winged dragon eagle had already suffered heavy damage, and had nowhere to rely on when it retreated. It was difficult to resist Zhao Wuji's almost fatal sword.
Eyes watching the sword light in the pupils, getting bigger and bigger, the iron-winged dragon eagle sighed lonelyly, gave up the struggle, thinking that it would spend its whole life, but it would be used by a young man who had just stepped into the martial arts master, using despicable means.
Killing, I can't help but feel a touch of desolation in my heart.
Seeing that the iron-winged dragon eagle had accepted its fate, the evil smile on Zhao Wuji's lips widened even more. He wanted to be able to enjoy the blood in the dragon eagle's body right away, and the excitement in his heart became even more intense.
"Those guys, let's wait and see about the Four Peaks Martial Arts Competition." Zhao Wuji thought of some of the disciples in the Holy Academy, and couldn't help but smile proudly in his heart. After merging with the dragon eagle bloodline, if he takes one further step, he will definitely be able to compete in the upcoming dragon battle.
On the highest scale of the Tiger Saint Academy, everyone was proud and proud.
"stop!"
However, just as Zhao Wuji finished his thoughts, a loud shout suddenly exploded in the sky,
A young man's figure appeared in front of the iron-winged dragon eagle in the blink of an eye. He raised his fist and smashed the sword light into pieces with a bang.
The sudden change caused the expression on Zhao Wuji's face to suddenly freeze.
"Who is it?" Seeing the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him, Zhao Wuji was startled for a moment, and then shouted angrily. He was also a little shaken in his heart. In order to ensure that the iron-winged dragon eagle could be killed with one blow, he did not hold back his sword.
, for the opponent to be able to resolve it so easily, his strength must be quite high.
Looking at a mysterious master who appeared out of nowhere, many students who were fighting quietly around them also looked at each other, curious about his identity.
In front of everyone, the young man stood in the sky, raised his head, revealing a resolute and tough face.
"Wang Teng!" When they saw the face of Zhang Yunfan and He Mingyue lying on the ground, their expressions changed and they lost their voices in shock.
"It's really him." An uproar immediately broke out among the students around him.
Hearing this, I was still wondering about the identity of the young man, Zhao Wuji, and raised my eyebrows slightly. When I saw that Wang Teng was indeed wearing a handyman uniform, he frowned and said, "So you are that little handyman."
Before coming, he was also curious about what the young man who could make both He Mingyue and Zhang Yunfan look like. Looking at Wang Teng's face, Zhao Wuji unexpectedly discovered that he was younger than he expected.
.Looking at this, he seems to be less than... twenty years old!
You have such strength at the age of twenty!
Even with Zhao Wuji's determination, his heart couldn't help but twitch. Such talent... was truly astonishing.
"Have you absorbed the treasure pool of the iron-winged dragon sculpture?" After looking at Wang Teng, he felt that his momentum was much stronger than a few days ago. Zhang Yunfan below seemed to want something, his face became angry, and he roared
road.
"That's right." Wang Teng smiled faintly, turned around and saluted the iron-winged dragon eagle, glanced at the dense scars on its body, looked more solemn, and said, "Senior, are you okay?"
Shaking his head, the Iron-Winged Dragon Diao said it was okay. Looking at the young man who came to rescue him at this critical moment, his eyes were filled with a softness. He was secretly glad that he had seen the right person.
Hearing that Wang Teng had indeed absorbed the energy of the treasure pool, Zhang Yunfan's teeth were almost broken. Although he had notified Zhao Wuji to come as quickly as possible, it was still a few days away from the Holy Court.
Since I wasted a lot of time, I didn’t really start until today, but I didn’t expect it was still a step too late.
"I'll kill you." He struggled to get up, Zhang Yunfan's eyes were full of murderous intent. The treasure pool was the key to his breakthrough as a martial arts master, but it was snatched away by a handyman disciple, which made him almost lose his mind.
Stomping the ground with his soles, Zhang Yunfan rushed into the sky with a long sword in his hand. Under his crazy rationality, his aura was released without reservation. The aura had reached the level of a half-step martial arts master, and was very strong.
Wang Teng's face remained calm until the long sword was only about an inch away from his forehead. Then he slowly stretched out his palm, and under the horrified eyes of everyone, he held the long sword between his fingers and issued a ding.
A crisp sound.
His body suddenly stiffened, and Zhang Yunfan's pupils immediately shrank to the size of pinholes. He couldn't believe his eyes!
"Keng!" Ignoring Zhang Yunfan's performance, Wang Teng exerted a little force on his fingers, and the cyan sword broke into two pieces with a click.
"Hiss!" Upon seeing this scene, there was a gasp of air from all around.
Her beautiful eyes were slightly dull as she looked at the young man. He Mingyue immediately covered her red lips with her delicate hands, her eyes full of shock. Although she had seen Wang Teng's terrifying physique last time, this terrifying feeling was now in her heart.
It was refreshed again!
Zhang Yunfan also felt his scalp numb for a while. This sword was from the hand of a master and he treasured it very much. But before his eyes, it was broken by Wang Tengfeng lightly. To him, it was like a dream.
Looking at Wang Teng with slightly distracted eyes, in Zhang Yunfan's eyes, for some reason, that face made him feel the only fear he had ever felt before. It was as if this was not a boy at all, but a... monster!
"Death." He shook his head hard to suppress his panic. Zhang Yunfan once again had a look of ferociousness on his face. He gritted his teeth, and the powerful energy in his body gathered crazily on his fists, and he fiercely directed towards him.
He hit Wang Teng on the head.
A faint sneer appeared at the corner of Wang Teng's mouth. He clenched his fist and pushed it out. This simple punch immediately shattered the strong energy covered in Zhang Yunfan's fist, and then went straight to Huanglong and hit the latter's fist.
Click!
With the sound of bones cracking, the expression on Zhang Yunfan's face immediately froze, and his eyes suddenly bulged.
Poof! Several seconds later, Zhang Yunfan screamed loudly, and his body hit the ground hard like a kite with its string broken, stirring up dust all over the sky.
