The fear rising in his heart was too great. He never thought that his eldest brother, whom he was so proud of, would suffer such a miserable defeat at the hands of Wang Teng. Damn it, how did this guy practice?
When he met him in the Sunflower Clan of the God Realm, Wang Teng was far from having such strength. Now even if he was given a hundred more courage, he would not dare to be an enemy of Wang Teng in the slightest.
The elders of the Jinshan tribe who had met Wang Teng before also trembled and felt a little unnatural. Wang Teng's behavior was also extremely unexpected.
Thinking about it before, they thought that Wang Teng would definitely not end well when he met Jin Zun, and they felt embarrassed as they waited for Wang Teng to lose.
However, they all remembered Wang Teng and injured Jin Zun without any background. If there is an opportunity in the future, they will never let it go.
In an inconspicuous corner, Liu Qi, a young man in black shirt, smiled faintly and leaned back a little, as if he found it very interesting. It seemed that the stronger Wang Teng was, the more his nature could be evoked, otherwise it would be too boring.
"Wang Teng wins this battle."
As the referee's voice fell, thunderous applause erupted from the surrounding viewing stands.
Many people couldn't help but marvel that Wang Teng defeated Jin Zun so powerfully. This was indeed a brilliant achievement.
Wang Teng let out a breath, turned around, jumped off the ring, and returned to the Bear Clan's competition area.
Xiong Tian and Xiong Qi both congratulated Wang Teng with smiles on their faces.
At this moment, they could truly see Wang Teng's combat power.
For Wang Teng, I also felt a sense of admiration in my heart.
Wang Teng smiled lightly, knowing that this was just the beginning. If he wanted to win the championship in this conference, he still had many strong enemies.
Next, the game continues. Wang Teng's opponent in the next match is also a very strong opponent. His strength has reached the third level of the divine realm. The power of the soul is extremely powerful. It has actually reached the point where the soul has become a tower. Even if
Wang Teng was caught off guard and almost suffered a big loss. Fortunately, his power of soul was pretty good.
After defeating him, Wang Teng finally squeezed into the Hundred Clans Conference, among the top twelve.
At this time, those who remained on the stage were all real masters. Zike'er, the boy in black, Mo Youqing, Lonely Tree and others were all strong enemies.
The remaining people are not fuel-efficient lamps either.
But what surprised Wang Teng was that this time in the twelve-to-six competition, Zikeer actually met Mo Youqing.
The square was boiling again.
The strength of Zike'er and Mo Youqing is not inferior to that of Jin Zun. The battle between the two makes people very curious. Is it the Purple Yao Divine Art of the Ziluolan clan that is better, or the Nine Changes of the Demon Snake of the Demon Snake clan?
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Wang Teng's mouth, which was equivalent to helping him consume a potential opponent, which was a good thing.
"It's a pity that I didn't meet Wang Teng."
Zike'er sighed softly and shook her head. This meant that there was bound to be a defeat between her and Mo Youqing, and what they wanted most was to at least confront Wang Teng and teach this guy a lesson before defeat.
A meal.
Now the only option is to defeat the opponent first and try to stay.
When Zike'er and Mo Youqing fight, no one can tell which one has a higher winning rate.
This battle is full of suspense.
The sky, the sun is hot, the atmosphere in the square is hot, on the ring, Zi Ke'er is wearing a purple dress, exquisite and graceful, like a purple fairy flower, beautiful and moving, Mo Youqing is wearing a black shirt, black hair
The shawl has a face as sharp as a knife, exuding a sense of incomparable composure.
As the two looked at each other from a distance, the atmosphere in the entire world became tense.
"Demons are affectionate. We haven't fought each other for many years. Next time, you have to be more merciful."
Zike'er smiled lightly and said with a sweet smile.
Her grace is really alluring, and her every move and smile has a strong charm that can attract the soul of a man.
The blood of countless vigorous men was boiling with enthusiasm, and some even had red faces. They didn't know what they thought of, and their heads were slightly smoking.
Mo Youqing is arrogant and arrogant, so he will naturally show respect to Zike'er, knowing that even though this woman is beautiful, she is extremely unambiguous when it comes to her actions.
A smile broke out on his stern face, Mo Youqing chuckled and said, "Miss Zike'er is joking. Whether I can beat you or not is a matter of debate. Miss Zike'er should be the one who shows mercy."
After some pleasantries, the bell rang on the podium.
The two of them smiled at the same time. Zi Ke'er's pretty face was slightly solemn, and she took the lead in launching an attack. Her delicate body moved, like a graceful purple snake, and rushed towards Mo Youqing. A flash of light appeared in her hand, and a long purple sword appeared.
The sword was pointed at Demon Youqing's throat, and it stabbed rapidly. The sword rubbed against the demonic energy, and the whining sound it made seemed to be accompanied by some kind of magic power, which made people tremble.
This sound can make people dizzy. Normal people may not be able to concentrate, and may be defeated instantly and die on the spot.
It can be seen how extraordinary Zike'er's action was.
The Virgin of Roland is graceful and dignified, with a mature and delicate body that is full of charm. Coupled with her lofty status, men have an almost perverted desire to conquer and want to push her to the ground to satisfy their own sense of accomplishment.
In response to Zike'er's attack, a smile of relief appeared on her pretty face as white as jade.
Zike'er's sword looks ordinary, but in fact it emits the sonic technique of the Zi Yao Divine Art of the Ziluo Lan tribe, which can disturb people's soul. If the realm is not enough, or the mind is not strong, it will cause great trouble.
Unable to resist.
Zike'er perfectly blended into the sword light, becoming even more powerful.
I think Zike'er's sword achieved extraordinary results.
"Haha, Holy Mother Roland, Zike'er is indeed the descendant you have cultivated with all your heart. This sword with sound wave already has a lot of your demeanor back then."
At this time, in the Demon Snake Clan camp, Mo Tao, the leader of the Demon Snake Clan, wearing black clothes and a sinister face, smiled faintly and said in a hoarse voice to Mother Roland.
His face was slightly darkened, as if he was carrying some terrible poisonous gas, and he looked very gloomy. There were two small black snakes hanging from his ears, twisting and circling, spitting out snakes, which made people even more frightened.
This is the leader of the Demonic Snake Clan, a notorious figure in the Southern Territory.
He has cultivated the nine transformations of the devil snake to an extremely noble level, and his poisonous gas is also hard to guard against.
Therefore, if there is one hero in the Southern Territory who is the most feared, there is no doubt that it is him.
If you are not careful, you will be poisoned to death by the opponent, and you don't know what happened.
It is said that when he was young, he once pursued Madonna Roland, but was taught a lesson by the old patriarch of the previous generation of the Violet Clan, and he has always held a grudge against the Violet Clan ever since.
Now, when the geniuses they cultivated met each other separately, he felt that it was a bit of God's will.
