"Wang Teng's luck is really good, but it seems that Master Nephew Qi Tian's attack was a bit harsh. It was other disciples of the Xiaochi Sect who were killed just now. I'm afraid they have been killed by one sword!" There are several elders in the Xiaochi Sect.
He shook his head and said.
"After the competition, I will teach him a lesson." Elder Huilong smiled bitterly. At this time, anyone could see that Qi Tian had gone too far. Some sects, such as Tianshui Sect and Xuanyue Sect,
Many elders and disciples are laughing at the internal fighting of the Xiaochi sect.
However, Wang Teng's performance just now really surprised them, and most people attributed him to luck.
The expression on Qi Tian's face at this time was extremely ugly. He had calculated for a long time. The sword that was absolutely sure to kill Wang Teng was actually dodged by Wang Teng. Once this opportunity was lost, Wang Teng was on guard.
It's not that easy to succeed.
"Impossible, why can he escape? My move is just right. Even if he is a master in the Qi Refining Realm, he will die under my sword if he is not careful. Is his luck really that good?
"?" Qi Tian roared angrily in his heart.
Wang Teng's forehead was also covered with a trace of cold sweat at this time. He had really wandered on the edge of death just now. If he hadn't faced life and death several times, he was extremely calm in the face of danger, and his physical body was strong
, the power is powerful, the speed and sensing ability are far better than ordinary cultivators, I am afraid that I will really die from this trick this time.
Qitian's viciousness made Wang Teng feel chilled just thinking about it. If such a person grows up, how many people will suffer in the future. Wang Teng clenched his fists and made a decision in his heart.
"Wang Teng, your luck is really good. I have calculated everything, but I have missed the idea of luck. How many times can you escape just by relying on luck? Qingfeng Luanwu, the sword-wielding God of War." Qitian's
His expression became ferocious again, and a powerful force surged out of his body and blessed the Qingfeng Sword.
This powerful first-grade spiritual weapon seemed to have life at this moment, dancing continuously in the air like a spiritual snake, leaving behind countless cyan sword shadows, and in an instant it enveloped Wang Teng.
Although this attack was not as unexpected as before, the move was even more bizarre, blocking almost all the corners that Wang Teng could avoid.
Wang Teng was unhurried. His body had been tempered by the supernatural blood, and he was many times more powerful than Qi Tian. Now that he was on guard, Qi Tian could no longer do anything to him. In his dantian, a wave of
Light golden gas surged out and enveloped his fists, and the Diamond Cover technique was fully used.
"Look, Wang Teng actually rushed towards the spiritual sword. Does he want to use his physical body to defeat a first-class spiritual weapon?"
"Crazy, then Wang Teng must have been driven crazy. The power of a first-grade spiritual weapon cannot be resisted by the physical body." The audience in the audience was shocked by this sudden scene.
Many strong men's eyes flashed with brilliance, and they stared at Wang Teng in surprise.
"Hoo!" At this moment, Wang Teng seemed to turn into a breeze, the speed was unbelievable, and even left a series of afterimages on the spot. This kind of physical power, except for a very few talented cultivators, other people can't do it at all.
Can't do it.
The Broken Wind Fist danced out, leaving countless fist shadows in the void, and they all smashed towards the sharp Qingfeng sword. The sharp sword light seemed to be able to tear everything apart, easily breaking through fine iron, but Wang Teng was unable to do so.
If you are afraid, you have to use your own body to compete with him.
"You don't overestimate your capabilities and you will die!" Qitian on the side roared ferociously, and activated the Qingfeng sword harder, splitting Wang Teng in half in the blink of an eye.
There was a loud "boom", and the terrifying power fluctuations caused cracks to appear on the jade stone under his feet. The turbulent air flow was like a blade, which could draw blood on his face. The fierce collision caused Wang Teng to retreat three feet.
Four meters away, the golden energy on the fist dissipated without a trace, and the energy and blood in the body were also somewhat disordered.
However, Qitian's Qingfeng Sword was suddenly thrown away, and returned to Qitian's side again, but it looked shaky. After all, Qitian's Taoist power was limited, and every time he activated the "Sword-manipulating God-killing Technique", it would take a long time.
It took a lot of energy, and it was a bit too much after two attempts.
He is still just a cultivator at the ninth level of Taoism. Only when he enters the Qi Refining Realm and condenses the true energy in his body can he truly control the spirit sword easily and freely, and even start flying with the sword. He can fly freely above the nine heavens.
"Today, the grievances between you, me, and Brother Feng will be settled here." Wang Teng's energy and blood quickly returned to normal, and his figure was like a lightning bolt, which had already rushed into Qitian's body.
before.
"How could this happen? My spirit sword was actually knocked back by his fist. It's impossible!" Qi Tian was stunned. Huge fear rose in his heart. Wang Teng in front of him was like a statue.
Like the undefeated God of War, he could no longer see through his true strength.
The audience in the audience was also in an uproar. They were stunned by Wang Teng's stunning blow. Many disciples of the Xiaochi sect even clenched their fists tightly. They saw a kind of hope in Wang Teng.
There is hope that he can break into the top 20.
Compared with Wang Teng, Qitian's status in their hearts suddenly disappeared.
"Wang Teng, I am going to kill you, no matter what the cost, I will kill you." Jealousy and fear made Qi Tian completely lose his mind. When Wang Teng was about to approach him, he could no longer care about the competition.
It was stipulated that three spiritual talismans flew out of his body with a roar and were about to kill Wang Teng.
"This is..., a talisman refined by a strong person from the prefecture-level sect. Please stop it quickly." Elder Huilong of the Xiaochi sect suddenly turned pale. Even he could not imagine that his proud disciple
There will be this kind of talisman on the body, which is more powerful than the strongest talisman in the Koike sect.
If it were any other time, it would be okay for Qitian to use these talismans to deal with the enemy. But now, this is the competition stage of the Qinglong Festival, and not many people dare to violate the rules. Moreover, his opponent is Wang Teng of the Xiaochi faction.
, fellow disciples.
Regardless of the outcome of this battle, the Xiaochi faction will be completely humiliated by Qi Tian.
Elder Hui Qing, Long Yun and others raised their eyebrows and sneered at the corners of their mouths. They hoped that Wang Teng would be killed by Qi Tian. Wang Teng's performance had made Long Yun's jealousy and resentment towards him even stronger.
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Elder Huiming frowned slightly and looked a little nervous, but unfortunately he could not stop it.
"Brother, use your Dao power to stop him from activating the talisman." Wang Teng did not expect that Qi Tian would become so crazy at this time. He was slightly surprised on his face and quickly thought of ways to crack it. But he did not wait.
He thought, but Zi'er's voice like a silver bell echoed in his mind.
"Yes, "Dao Power Shatters God Jue"." After receiving Zi'er's guidance, Wang Teng almost instinctively activated his Dao Power, and learned the second-level magic technique "Dao Power Shatters God Jue" from Elder Huiming.
Stretched to the extreme.
The invisible and intangible Tao power turned into a sharp sword at this time, slashing towards the talisman in front of Qi Tian. The air was shaken, and Qi Tian's Tao power that was originally blessed on the talisman was
Suddenly disappeared, completely losing contact with Qitian.
Wang Teng jumped forward, like a blue spiritual swallow, and caught the three talismans in his hand before he had time to activate them.
There was a loud "pop" sound, and Wang Teng's strong and powerful legs swept hard on Qi Tian's face, who had no time to react. He was kicked out at once, and he did dozens of somersaults in the air. Finally, he hit Qi Tian hard.
It hit the ground so hard that even the hard white marble had cracks.
"Ahhh!" Blood continued to flow out of Qi Tian's head, and several teeth flew out of his mouth. Not only did he not admit defeat, his eyes turned blood red, as if he was possessed by a vicious beast and wanted to kill.
Everything in heaven and earth.
Amidst the roar, Wang Teng's foot kicked him again, which cut off the sound from his throat. The pain made Qi Tian unable to roar anymore. At this time, Wang Teng only needed to gently
With just one punch, Qi Tian's head could be crushed, killing him completely.
"Senior nephew Wang Teng, please show mercy." Elder Huilong in the audience suddenly shouted. "Qitian and you are both from the Xiaochi sect. He did something wrong today. I will teach him a lesson when I get back. I am from the same sect."
For my sake, please show mercy."
Wang Teng rolled his eyes and let out a cold snort. In the end, he didn't strike Qi Tian to death with a single palm. He released his foot from Qi Tian and said, "Today I will give it to Elder Huilong."
Just to save face, I hope you can take care of yourself in the future."
After Wang Teng finished speaking, he turned around and left the competition platform. Wang Teng actually didn't like killing, but he was forced to take action every time by others.
"Wang Teng, die!" Qi Tian seemed to be dying, but a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes. The green-edged sword on the ground beside him suddenly rose into the sky and stabbed Wang Teng in the back.
"It's really hopeless." Wang Teng punched out, and the Qingfeng sword stopped in front of him, and he held it in his hand. Then, a surging earth power surged from his mind.
came out and injected into Qi Tian's body.
A shrill scream was heard from the fourth competition platform, and the Dao Lotus in Qitian's spiritual sea instantly shattered, the Dao power in his body dissipated, and all his cultivation was abolished.
"Kill him, kill him." Many spectators were also angered by Qi Tian's actions and shouted. Even Elder Huilong stayed where he was, not knowing what to say.
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Wang Teng, however, no longer looked at Qi Tian, and walked off the competition stage with the Qingfeng Sword he paid, and returned to the practitioners of the Xiaochi Sect. With a look of emotion on his face, he sighed to Elder Huilong: "I didn't expect that
Senior Brother Qitian hates me so much that I have no choice but to destroy his Tao power."
"That evildoer has evil intentions and is destined not to become an immortal cultivator in this life. Junior nephew Wang Teng has done nothing wrong. After returning to the Xiaochi sect, I will personally expel him from the sect." The elder Huilong looked ugly, and there were wrinkles on his face.
She has gained more than half her child and looks dozens of years older.
Many cultivators from the Xiaochi sect were still frightened and were deeply impressed by Wang Teng's strength. Although Yunlong felt uncomfortable in every possible way at this time, he did not dare to say anything for a moment. Qitian was attacked by two Xiaochi sects.
The disciple took him off the competition platform and locked him up in the palace where he lived, waiting for the event to be over before he could return to the Xiaochi Sect to receive punishment.