A fierce loud noise was heard, and Wang Teng and Zhao Wuji in the field took four or five steps back. They looked at each other from a distance, their eyes filled with the smell of gunpowder.
Holding the Dragon Falling Ancient Sword tightly, Wang Teng grinned inwardly. After this fight, he finally figured it out. With his strong physique, he could indeed compete with the master.
Compared with his joy, Zhao Wuji was full of grievance and anger. The hand holding the snake-shaped sword was bleeding from the tiger's mouth. If it weren't for the fact that he had the realm of a master, with strong inner strength and protection,
His body had long been injured by Wang Teng's terrifying power. Even so, one of his arms was trembling slightly...
In front of everyone, he actually fought with a handyman disciple and suffered a small loss. Zhao Wuji couldn't help but feel an unprecedented sense of shame in his heart.
"You've made me lose my patience." Zhao Wuji stared at the young man in front of him with a slightly ferocious look. His teeth were about to creak. If he didn't use thunderous means to defeat him and save his face, he would definitely be defeated when he returned to Beifeng.
Those old rivals laughed at me.
As soon as the thought fell, the energy in Zhao Wuji's body began to surge crazily. Under the control of anger, it finally gathered in the long sword in his right palm.
With the injection of majestic energy, the green snake-shaped long sword buzzed, and the light suddenly became brighter. The sword energy burst out and intertwined continuously, and actually condensed into a large green python.
Such a change made Wang Teng's face change slightly. The big python was more than ten meters long, spitting out snakes, coiled around the long sword, and staring at him with green eyes. It was very real. In those eyes, he even
I felt a surging murderous aura.
In the sky, Zhao Wuji Wei Ran stands tall, with a blue python coiling around him, reflecting his unparalleled majesty.
"The green python is dancing." Looking down at Wang Teng, Zhao Wuji shouted like a god judging him. Then he slowly raised his long sword and his head, and faced Wang Teng fiercely in front of everyone's horrified eyes.
Comes with fierce anger.
Boom! As soon as the long sword fell, the blue python's eyes immediately brightened, roared loudly at Wang Teng, and rushed towards Wang Teng crazily. Between the friction between the body and the air, layers of huge air waves appeared in ripples, rolling around. Suddenly
At first glance, it looked like a big python, rushing out of the lake, trying to bite people. The ferocious aura made many students nearby suddenly turn pale.
"Wang Teng, be careful, this is a fifth-level martial arts." Not far away, Lu Xiufang's expression immediately changed and she shouted to the young man in the sky.
"Fifth-grade martial arts..." He felt solemn at being exposed to such momentum. Wang Teng's heart skipped a beat when he heard these words. Fifth-grade martial arts, he finally saw the real fifth-grade martial arts!
The power of this kind of martial arts, displayed by a master-level person, can be imagined. Even before the attack hit him, Wang Teng felt an overwhelming pressure coming on him, and it was slightly difficult to breathe.
"Wang Teng, being defeated by this move of mine is not an insult to you." Zhao Wuji took a few breaths, and his face was also a little pale. Obviously, it was difficult for him to use this level of martial arts.
It is also a considerable consumption.
But he is full of confidence now!
There are only a few people in the entire Holy Academy who have the ability to learn fifth-grade martial arts. Under this kind of martial arts, even if Wang Teng is extraordinary, he can't compete with only the strength of King Wu.
Looking at the blue python getting closer and closer, Wang Teng narrowed his eyes and tightened his grip on the ancient sword. Although the fifth-level martial arts was indeed very powerful, with his Destruction Sword Intent, he might not have the capital to compete, so
Not much fear.
At that moment, Wang Tengqiang took a deep breath, and the energy surged out of his Dantian. With a buzzing sound, the ancient sword exuded an aura of destruction.
"The Art of Destruction."
As the loud shout in his heart fell, Wang Teng's eyes suddenly swelled, and he violently turned the ancient sword and hit the big blue python hard. After breaking through the realm, Wang Teng's understanding of the meaning of the sword also improved to a higher level.
, in the void, a blazing white sword light visible to the naked eye can be seen passing through.
The intention of the sword turns into actual horse training. This is a state that Wang Teng has never reached before!
Boom! The two collided, and the completely different energies were delayed, and there was an astonishing explosion sound.
Under the horrified gazes of everyone, energy fluctuations, like big waves, kept flying around, covering the entire sky in the blink of an eye, which was very spectacular.
The powerful aftermath hit, and the ground shook violently. Many people were staggering and unsteady, with pale faces. They raised their heads with some difficulty. Looking at the terrifying momentum, everyone swallowed hard.
Such momentum is truly terrifying!
The light lasted for more than ten seconds before gradually dissipating. After it dispersed for a moment, an embarrassed figure also flew out and rolled on the ground several times before stopping in an awkward manner. Everyone looked around quickly.
, his face changed, and he was shocked to find that it was...Zhao Wuji!
Zhao Wuji was lying on the ground, gasping for air, his face turned pale, and there was a horrific stab wound on his body, which spread from his shoulder to his lower abdomen, and blood was constantly flowing.
On the other side, the young man stood with a knife, his face was a little pale, but there was no substantial damage. Compared with the miserable Zhao Wuji, he was undoubtedly much better.
Seeing this scene, after the surroundings were slightly quiet, the sound of gasping for cold air also sounded like a convulsion. Zhao Wuji, a majestic martial arts master, fought against a handyman disciple, but ended in a disastrous defeat?
"This..." Her slender hands couldn't help but cover her red lips, and He Mingyue's beautiful eyes were filled with shock! Zhao Wuji, who possesses Samadhi True Fire, fifth-level martial arts, and an absolute advantage in realm, was still defeated by
Having a young man in the Martial King Realm made her feel a little confused.
Taking a deep breath, He Mingyue glanced at Wang Teng and couldn't help but shake her head and cry and laugh. This little guy really likes to do some unexpected things. In recent years, all the surprised expressions he has shown seem to be in this humble appearance.
The boy ran out of it.
Zhang Yunfan's body also stiffened. This bloody scene was like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard, causing his heart to contract violently.
In the end, Zhang Yunfan spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes went black, and he fainted...
"Alas." With a slightly bitter sigh, Lu Xiufang and Han Feng looked at each other, and they could see a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes. Wang Teng's strength improved so quickly that they both felt a deep sense of powerlessness...
…
The wind blew gently, and there was silence on the top of the mountain.
A mere Beifeng handyman actually defeated Zhao Wuji. This was really shocking!
Ignoring the strange looks from around him, Wang Teng took a few deep breaths. Although he seemed to have won this battle, he paid a heavy price, and almost all the energy in his body was squeezed out.
Now, his face is a little sickly pale.
"Here." A fragrant wind blew around him. Lu Xiufang came to his side, took out an elixir, and said softly: "This is the elixir for restoring strength."
