Even his broken arm has recovered, which shows the magic of this healing method.
"Young Sect Leader, Wang Teng is very strong. We are no match for him. We should think of a way first."
At this time, Master Mu was advising from the side.
His face was a little pale and he looked weak. It was obvious that he had spent a lot of energy healing Sun Yaotian in the past few days.
Thinking of Wang Teng, he couldn't help but have a cruel look in his eyes.
This guy broke his fourth-level formation and killed so many people from their Heavenly Demon Wuji Sect.
Over the years, the Heavenly Demon Wuji Sect has become so powerful that the righteous people are frightened when they hear about it. It is indeed a great shame and humiliation to suffer defeat at the hands of an unknown disciple of the Beiming Sword Sect.
"Before I passed out, I asked you to notify "Mo Wushuang", did you notify me?"
Sun Yaotian also gritted his teeth, unable to swallow this breath, and said.
"Already notified."
Master Mu nodded.
"Very good, as soon as Mo Wushuang comes, just Wang Teng, what a piece of shit, can be crushed to death by Mo Wushuang with his fingers in a matter of minutes."
Sun Yaotian's eyes burst out with anger, and he smiled cruelly.
Mo Wushuang is a very powerful genius in their Heavenly Demon Wuji Sect. When he was a teenager, he received the inheritance from his demonic predecessors, and has a mysterious power that is unparalleled.
During a battle with the five major sword sects, he even killed an elder of the Canghai Sword Sect, and his strength shocked the Great Yuan Galaxy.
If Mo Wushuang comes, Wang Teng will naturally be nothing.
Master Mu nodded and had great confidence in Mo Wushuang.
"Junior Brother Sun, what happened, please inform me to come."
Sure enough, at this moment, a woman's sweet laughter spread, followed by a rumble, dark clouds covered the sky, and a group of demon sect troops rushed over.
The leader was a woman in black, riding a black dragon. In her eyes, there was a scene of all souls being wiped out, bleeding and floating, revealing an astonishing evil aura.
This is Mo Wushuang, a very beautiful woman with a slim figure, a straight nose, and fair skin. If she were placed in a crowd, anyone would look at her as a beautiful woman. She is the same as the famous young man from the Heavenly Demon Wuji Sect.
Devil, it won't matter.
"Sister Wushuang, if you come later, you won't be able to see my little brother."
When Sun Yaotian saw Mo Wushuang, he also laughed, and then walked out of the magic pool with his upper body naked.
Mo Wushuang is a flower in their Heavenly Demon Wuji Sect. Countless disciples from top to bottom of the sect worship her as a goddess. Even he has feelings of admiration for her.
It's a pity that this woman is so strong. She said she would only stay with men who are stronger than herself.
Therefore, even if he is the young master of the Heavenly Demon Wuji Sect, he has no chance to have any stories with him.
"Why do you say that?"
Mo Wushuang jumped up and flew down from the huge black dragon. He glanced at the huge magic pool with his wonderful eyes and couldn't help but frowning with his eyebrows like willow leaves.
Of course she knew that this was a healing method commonly used by people in their demon sect, or a method that would only be used when they suffered serious injuries.
With Sun Yaotian's identity and his extraordinary wit, he would be feared like a tiger wherever he went. She couldn't help but be a little surprised that he had fallen to this point.
"What else could have happened? I was defeated in a fight with people from the five major sword sects."
Sun Yaotian smiled bitterly and said.
"oh?
Is it the Fengyun disciple of the Wanchen Sword Sect, the Vajra disciple of the Tianwu Sword Sect, the sword immortal of the Tianhuang Sword Sect, or the genius of the Canghai Sword Sect?"
Mo Wushuang asked with a slight smile.
She didn't think about the Beiming Sword Sect at all. Over the years, the Beiming Sword Sect has been very depressed since the Nine Sun Divine Fist was lost. In every confrontation between good and evil, the Beiming Sword Sect is considered to be the one with the least sense of existence.
Gradually, the seven major demon sects almost forgot about the Canghai Sword Sect.
"No, he is a disciple of Beiming Sword Sect."
Sun Yaotian Dao.
"Beiming Sword Sect?"
A look of astonishment suddenly appeared on Mo Wushuang's pretty face. He blinked his slender beautiful eyes and said, "Is it Fairy Wuchen or Leng Xue and those people?"
As far as she knows, there are not many disciples of this generation of Beiming Sword Sect who are worthy of attention. There are only Fairy Wuchen and Leng Xue, and there are only a few Tianlong disciples who play leading roles. Otherwise, with the current comprehensive strength of Beiming Sword Sect,
, is fully qualified to be eliminated from the ranks of the Five Great Sword Sects.
It really surprised her that Sun Yaotian and his elite team would be defeated at the hands of the disciples of Beiming Sword Sect.
"No, it's a guy named Wang Teng. He has no reputation at all. I even doubt that even if he was promoted to Tianlong disciple, it didn't take long for him to break Master Mu's fourth-level formation and interrupt me.
An arm, if Master Mu hadn’t used a blinding trick to save me at the critical moment, I would probably be a corpse now.”
Sun Yaotian said with a bitter smile, his face a little red. Apparently he also felt that it was very humiliating to be humiliated in the hands of an unknown disciple of the Beiming Sword Sect.
Senior Sister Mo Wushuang would never have thought of that.
"Unknown disciple, Wang Teng?"
Sure enough, after hearing this, Mo Wushuang's face was even more astonished. He never expected this.
"It seems that Wang Teng is very interesting. Don't worry. If I catch him, I will definitely give you justice and help you teach him a lesson."
Then, her pretty face darkened, and a terrifying wave overflowed from her delicate body, causing many black mountains around her to shake, as if they could not bear the pressure and were about to disintegrate, which was extremely terrifying.
An unknown disciple of the Beiming Sword Sect killed so many disciples of their Heavenly Demon Wuji Sect and almost killed the young sect leader. This was a great shame and humiliation for the entire Heavenly Demon Wuji Sect.
As a member of the Heavenly Demon Wuji Sect, she would naturally not let him go.
"Thank you very much, Sister Wushuang."
Sun Yaotian looked overjoyed and said, knowing that as long as he is remembered by Mo Wushuang, Wang Teng will definitely die even if he has three heads and six arms.
Once, in order to kill an enemy, she even hid for ten years before the assassination was successful. Therefore, being remembered by her is like being targeted by a poisonous snake, and it is useless to escape anywhere.
Wang Teng was naturally devastated.
"Okay, how's the investigation going on about the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure House?"
Mo Wushuang asked.
The Thirty-Sixth Supreme Realm is extremely long, and it becomes increasingly difficult to practice toward the end.
In the Great Yuan Galaxy, there has not been a powerful Heavenly Emperor for many years. Now, the treasure trove left by a Heavenly Emperor is naturally astonishing.
If you get the opportunity to inherit it, it will be enough for many people to skyrocket.
"I was about to get an ancient cauldron, but unfortunately I had to give it up because of the arrival of that boy Wang Teng. I have been seriously injured and comatose these days. Maybe the ancient cauldron has fallen into Wang Teng's hands."
Sun Yaotian gritted his teeth and said.
According to his secret report, Jian Ming of Wanchen Sword Sect also obtained an ancient tripod by accident, and was also suspected to have died in Wang Teng's hands.
In other words, Wang Teng now has two ancient tripods in his hands!
