Zhao Xiong, a cultivator in the ninth level of Peilian, used a seventh-level magic bear transformation that had not been perfected. The power was enough to make most cultivators in the realm of Peilian fearful. It would have been anyone else.
If so, he would have fled long ago.
But instead of leaving, Wang Teng rushed towards Zhao Xiong again and again, as if he really wanted to kill him with his own strength. If there were other cultivators present at this moment, they would definitely think that Wang Teng
Crazy.
"Hey, that's right. Come and kill me. As long as you kill me, no one will know your secret. What a pity, can you do it?" Zhao Xiong's mouth was filled with a sneer, looking like he was strategizing.
Wang Teng was really afraid that his secret would be leaked. In this way, Zhao Xiong would be absolutely sure to kill Wang Teng. Wang Teng was extremely fast, and the body of the three-foot-tall Thunder God behind him was emitting purple lightning everywhere.
Like terrifying thunder snakes dancing.
The purple thunder sword in his hand made a roaring sound, entangled with countless electric snakes, and suddenly fell from Zhao Xiong's head.
"Prince, I admit that you are very scary. If your cultivation level were a few higher, you would definitely be able to pose a threat to me, but now, you can't do it." Zhao Xiong's eyes suddenly burst out with a blood-red fierce light.
Following a cold snort, the black bone spurs on the body of the ten-foot-tall black demon bear stood up one after another, and its thick arms swept towards Wang Teng like mountains, facing the purple thunder sword.
Although this demon bear's body is huge, its speed is not slow at all, and it is as nimble as an ape.
"Pa!" There was a loud noise, and the black arm shattered the purple thunder sword. Wang Teng flew out quickly like a kite with its string broken, and blood continued to spit out from his mouth.
The seventh-level immortal magic is indeed powerful. Although it is not perfect, it is still not something that Wang Teng's Thunder God Technique can resist. However, Wang Teng's performance is already abnormal. If it were an ordinary cultivator of the fourth level of Peilian,
Even ten of them would be killed in one move.
"Suffer death, the demon bear hits the mountain." Taking advantage of the moment when Wang Teng was killed, Zhao Xiong's devilish voice echoed again, and the huge demon bear appeared silently in front of Wang Teng, as if
It slammed into Wang Teng like a thousand demonic mountains.
The force of this blow was extremely terrifying, as if it had hit a mountain peak, the entire mountain would turn into powder, let alone a living person.
"Great Thunder God Palm." Although there was still blood spilling from the corner of Wang Teng's mouth, he did not show any intention of flinching. He raised the power of the Thunder God Art to the extreme. The Thunder God behind him suddenly turned from purple to red, and the thunderbolts became thicker.
More than twice as much.
The God of Thunder roared, and his huge thunder palms hit the demon bear like raindrops. Wang Teng was trying his best. Only when a cultivator is on the edge of life and death can he discover the true meaning of cultivation more easily, and be able to discover his inner potential and make the battle more effective.
Ability upgraded again.
Therefore, the powerful cultivator of the ninth level of Peilian is actually the alchemy stone for Wang Teng to test his abilities.
"Boom, boom." It was like countless sky thunders exploded in the void. The violent force shook the ancient trees within ten miles below the feet into sawdust, flying all over the sky. Thousands of ravines appeared above the earth, spreading like spider webs.
Come on.
Wang Teng's figure was knocked away again and fell to the ground like a meteorite, creating a huge hole dozens of feet deep in the ground.
"Hmph, you don't overestimate your capabilities." Zhao Xiong snorted coldly, and his figure emerged from a huge hole in the demon bear's body, with a somewhat ugly face. Although Wang Teng's blow just now was lost to him, it still knocked the demon bear to the ground.
Holes were blasted out of his body, and the demonic energy dissipated everywhere.
This is almost the method of a strong person in the ninth level of Peilian.
Zhao Xiong's figure sank into the body of the demon bear again, and countless black demonic energies surged out, slowly filling the hole in the demon bear's body. However, the light emitted by the demon bear at this moment was much dimmed. Even though
Even with Zhao Xiong's strength, he cannot maintain this seventh-level immortal technique for a long time.
Therefore, he must make a quick decision.
From the sound of bones breaking from Wang Teng's body just now, Zhao Xiong could tell that Wang Teng must have been severely injured at this time. He was no different from the living dead. As long as he gave him the final blow, he could be killed on the spot.
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"Death!" Zhao Xiong saw Wang Teng lying in the huge pit from a distance, as motionless as a corpse, and the God of Thunder behind him also disappeared. At this time, he would not miss the great opportunity to kill Wang Teng.
Sharp claws appeared on the right palm of the huge demon bear, falling from the sky like a world-destroying demonic palm, and struck Wang Teng down hard.
There was a loud "boom", and the whole land was shaking. Within a few miles, cracks were spreading on the ground, submerging countless ancient trees. A blow from the demon bear suddenly shook the huge pit where Wang Teng was.
Bigger and deeper, even a fifth-grade spiritual weapon will be turned into powder if it is struck like this.
"You're not going to die this time?" Zhao Xiong's expression suddenly relaxed. From his point of view, Wang Teng, who was already seriously injured, could not withstand this move. He might have ended up in pieces at this moment.
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"Hey!" Suddenly, Zhao Xiong's muscles tightened suddenly, and his body trembled violently with excitement, as if he had encountered something extremely incredible.
But before he had time to think, he quickly activated the power of the demon bear and swept a palm behind him, because there was a dangerous aura approaching him.
"Pfft." With a sound, Wang Teng appeared behind the demon bear without knowing it. The black demon spear in his hand surged with thousands of demonic energy and stabbed the demon bear at once. The demon spear was sharp and evil, with a sharp edge.
Destroying everything, the demon bear's palm was shattered into pieces in one fell swoop.
"Damn it, why are you not dead?" Zhao Xiong had a look of horror on his face. If he hadn't been hidden in the body of the demon bear and stabbed by this spear, he would certainly not have survived. At this moment, he finally felt
There was a hint of fear.
This Wang Teng is like an unkillable god of plague. He has experienced so many attacks and is still alive and kicking.
Wang Teng pulled out the demon spear from the demon bear's body. The green robes on his body broke apart, revealing his strong bronze body. The muscles bulged like a horned dragon, possessing infinite explosive power.
What surprised Zhao Xiong was that Wang Teng had been seriously injured just now and could not move, but now his injuries had completely recovered, which was more miraculous than taking any healing medicine. This was something that was simply inexplicable.
In fact, Wang Teng was indeed seriously injured by the demon bear, but at the next moment he activated the blue divine light and recovered from the injury instantly. When the demon bear's terrifying palm struck again, he was already
He escaped using Sky Emperor's Sky-Breaking Technique.
"I said, I will kill you. You are not dead, how could I die?" Wang Teng held the magic spear in his hand and quietly confronted Zhao Xiong, but a powerful force seemed to be brewing in his body.
The power of.
To be honest, with his current strength alone, even with the magic spear in hand, Wang Teng is not very sure of killing Zhao Xiong. And if the time drags on for too long, if he encounters other reinforcements, he will
There's really no chance.
Therefore, Wang Teng decided to give it a try and kill Zhao Xiong before he had the heart to retreat.
"Ah! The whirlpool of demons, swallowing everything." Zhao Xiong was made impatient by Wang Teng at this moment, and finally used his strongest means. The black demon bears around his body suddenly changed rapidly, and the billowing demonic energy condensed.
It formed another huge black vortex, like a portal to hell, covering Wang Teng.
Wang Teng's face changed slightly, and his whole body was suddenly blocked by a powerful force, and he quickly flew towards the black vortex. In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of the black vortex, and he might be sucked in at any time.
Moreover, terrifying claws were continuously shot out from the black vortex. Wang Teng accidentally suffered many huge wounds on his body, and his blood was sucked in by the black vortex.
Wang Teng's face became paler and paler, feeling that his body would be torn into pieces at any time.
"Seventh-level Immortal Technique, Fire Dragon Technique." Wang Teng suddenly shouted, and a ball of hot black flames began to burn around his body, turning into a huge black fire dragon, wrapping around his body and blocking the claws.
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"What? You actually know the seventh-level magic. You are absolutely going to die. Suck it for me." Wang Teng's performance shocked Zhao Xiong again, making him even more eager to kill Wang Teng, so he used almost all the power in his body
They were all drained away and merged into the black vortex.
At this moment, the suction force of the black vortex suddenly increased many times, and Wang Teng's entire body and the black fire dragon were absorbed into it. The world inside the black vortex was extremely terrifying, and there were terrible claws and sword lights everywhere.
The black fire dragon was torn apart.
"It's over, go to hell! You overestimate your capabilities." Zhao Xiong roared angrily, and Wang Teng was immediately swamped by thousands of claws.
"It's time to end." At this critical moment, in the golden divine light in Wang Teng's body, a trace of lightning flashed from the tip of the phantom of the divine weapon. Then, an extremely terrifying force came out like a tide.
The surge coming out of Wang Teng's body was majestic and destructive, making people's hearts tremble.
Zhao Xiong's face turned pale all of a sudden, and his eyes were full of disbelief and despair. Circles of destructive power like water waves instantly shattered thousands of demonic claws, tore apart the black vortex, and hit the
On Zhao Xiong.
"Crack, crack, crack!" The spiritual weapons that Zhao Xiong sacrificed at the last moment were shattered one after another, and his body suddenly turned into a pool of blood mist. He couldn't even say the three words "impossible" that he was holding in his heart, and he was completely destroyed.