"How dare you grab my head?" Wang Teng sneered and said, "Are you from that mountain top?"
The young man shouted coldly, pointed at Wang Teng with the war gun in his hand, and said with a solemn killing gesture: "This has nothing to do with you, jump off the mount and squat on the ground, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
Wang Teng laughed and said, "I want to see how you are so polite."
"I won't shed tears until I see the coffin!" A cold light shot out from the young man's pupils. He knew that Wang Teng was a cultivator.
Deterrence is of little use against such people.
At that moment, the young man drove his mount and ran through the void. The strange beast was huge. With every step he took, the void trembled violently. It was like a giant creature traveling with terrifying momentum.
boom!
A large area of void collapsed.
The war spear in the young man's hand aimed at Wang Teng's head and stabbed it hard. Immediately, a black light burst out. The blazing light filled the entire canyon. From a distance, it looked like a sun.
come down!
Click!
However, next, a horrifying scene happened.
Faced with this blow, Wang Teng just sneered and struck out with his flesh palm. The black war spear immediately broke into two pieces and fell from the void.
Seeing this scene, the many robbers around them all widened their eyes, as if they had seen a ghost in the daytime, with incredible expressions on their faces!
This kid's physical body is too abnormal, isn't it? He actually broke the young man's magic weapon with just a pair of palms?
"This is impossible!" The young man's pupils also shrank suddenly, and the confidence in his heart was extinguished as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him, and his heart was extremely cold.
Oh my god, what kind of character is this that can wield such power with a single palm?
What's more, the other party is still so young, how could he be so perverted?
However, Wang Teng didn't give him any time to be surprised. He opened his fingers and grabbed the young man from the sky, holding him in the air like a chicken.
"Roar!" The young man's mount was also very ferocious and full of evil spirit. Seeing that its master was instantly subdued, it roared and bit at Wang Teng with its bloody mouth open!
Poof!
Wang Teng just waved his sleeves, and like swatting a fly to death, the alien beast suddenly exploded in the void, falling apart and staining the sky with blood!
It's really too strong and domineering.
All around, the many robbers felt chills running down their backs, and they all retreated, as if they had encountered a god or demon, and they were horrified. Oh my god, how could such a demon god appear in the depths of the desert?
Under normal circumstances, only caravans and travelers with low cultivation levels will take this route, so bandits like them will be unscrupulous.
Today I actually kicked the iron plate.
"Who on earth are you...?" The young man's mouth went dry for a while, his throat rolled, and he asked sweating profusely.
When he looked at Wang Teng, he no longer had the slightest arrogance he had before, but only had deep awe and horror.
"It doesn't matter who I am, which bandit gang are you from?" Wang Teng asked.
The young man did not answer. He was lifted up in the air by Wang Teng. His body was shaking constantly, as if he did not dare to answer and was afraid of Wang Teng's cruelty.
He saw a deep indifference in Wang Teng's eyes. It can be imagined that this young man is definitely a murderer who regards life as nothing.
"I know even if you don't tell me, you are a member of the Huajian Holy Cult." Wang Teng suddenly smiled brightly and said.
Many members of this bandit gang are young, with good temperaments, and their eyes are reserved. It is absolutely impossible for a general, vulgar bandit gang to produce such characters.
"What? How do you know?" Young Wang Teng screamed at such a sudden sentence, his eyes widened, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead like rain. It was like someone had exposed the deepest feelings in his heart.
Like the privacy of fear, the body kept convulsing.
Wang Teng let out a long breath, and there was a cold light in his eyes.
Apparently he guessed he was not bad!
In the bandit gang in the Fierce Valley, he had already learned that among the dozens of bandits controlled by the Huajian Holy Sect, some were even played by disciples of the sect. Now it seems that they are not bad at all.
The Holy Cult of Huajian is so crazy to do this!
"Amitabha, sin, sin, sin." Zhenghe couldn't help but clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name silently.
Having witnessed this fact with his own eyes, he had no doubts about Wang Teng's words.
It is really surprising that the Holy Cult of Huajian, a legacy with ancient and modern reputations, can be so harmful to all sentient beings behind the scenes.
"Come on! Kill him!" The young man seemed to be risking his life. At that moment, he turned around and yelled at the robbers, with a ferocious murderous intention in his tone.
This is the biggest secret of the Huajian Holy Cult. It must not be leaked. Now that it is exposed, people must be killed and silenced.
It's a pity, how could these ordinary disciples be Wang Teng's opponents?
The next moment, the whole canyon was filled with flames, murderous aura, and screams could be heard endlessly.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, the canyon was filled with a thick layer of corpses, with broken arms and limbs everywhere. The blood gathered into a small river, flowing slowly, like a Shura hell.
Wang Teng stood in the center of the corpse riding a unicorn, still holding the young man with one hand and looking indifferent.
Against the backdrop of the corpses on the ground, his tall and majestic body looked like a demon!
"You...you...what do you want?" The young man was finally scared. After witnessing Wang Teng's terrifying methods, his heart felt cold and he completely realized that this young man was definitely not someone he could mess with.
Wang Teng frowned. To be honest, he also wanted to kill this guy, but after thinking about it carefully, he still thought it might be useful to keep him.
At that moment, he spat out the divine power in his palm, and vast fluctuations immediately erupted, and the young man's body exploded immediately.
He grabbed the young man's soul with his palm, took out a jade bottle, put the young man's soul into it, and sealed it.
…
About 70,000 to 80,000 miles away from Wang Teng, on a desolate hill, a group of people were gathering together.
They were all in a state of embarrassment, their bodies charred and black, as if they had just experienced a life-and-death battle.
These people were none other than Tian Jizi, Hua Wuming and others. After paying a huge price, they finally escaped the entanglement of the Suzaku clan.
The loss of the Celestial Clan was very heavy, with less than a third of the people left, many of them seriously injured, and the atmosphere was a bit desolate.
"Damn it, let this kid run away." Looking at the vast desert, Tian Jizi couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said.
After such a delay, Wang Teng's figure has long been lost. Where can they look for it in this vast desert?
Tian Mudan couldn't help but shook her head and smiled bitterly. This time she mobilized her troops and led many experts to chase Wang Teng, but was severely tricked by Wang Teng.
Not to mention the destruction of the precious warships, more than a dozen elite masters were also killed. This really cost both my wife and my troops.
