"I'm here to help you, Wang Teng, no matter how you change your appearance or your appearance. All your secrets have been leaked in the Heavenly Emperor's Realm. Even if you don't die here today, you will not be able to escape the fate of being killed in the future. Shattering Xuanyin
Sword." The strong man from the Yang family was not an energy-saving lamp. He quickly suppressed the injuries on his body and regained the fighting spirit in his heart.
The white spirit sword made a long roar, like a dragon's roar. Behind the strong man of the Yang family, groups of silver-white divine light surged out and attached to the spirit sword. In an instant, the spirit sword seemed to be on a higher level.
The aura emanating from it became more intense, vaguely carrying a sense of destruction.
The white spiritual sword quickly turned into a length of tens of feet, with silver light flashing on it. Its momentum seemed to be not much weaker than Wang Teng's ten-foot-long divine sword, and it slashed towards him quickly.
"Anyone who wants to kill me will have a fate in the end, and that is to be killed by me." Wang Teng sneered, his loud voice rolling like thunder, shocking everyone. He controlled the ten-foot-long divine sword, used both fists and feet, and in an instant he was
Countless huge sword lights roared out and turned into a torrential rain of divine swords, falling towards the front in a devastating manner.
The heart-stopping power was raging on the bronze battle platform, dumbfounding all the cultivators. They even had the illusion that they were watching a battle between Nascent Soul Realm masters, because the strength of both sides was too overwhelming.
"Then the prince is going to be miserable this time. After all, one person's power is too weak. If his cultivation level is higher, he may be able to change everything." "Wang Teng's mistake was that he was too reckless, just for a few people.
A weakling from the Qianxiong Dynasty is actually trapped in a bronze battle platform. It would be a pity to die like this." "Well! If this person can grow up smoothly, he might be able to compete with those peerless geniuses." There were many cultivators watching.
They all sighed.
Not long ago, cultivators who recognized Wang Teng's identity had already spread the news. When they heard that the long-lost prince appeared in this ancient bronze city, many giant sects were attracted.
Come here, especially the Black Demon Sect.
"Senior Brother Wang Teng is really the Wang Teng who is called the prince. This is just like a dream." "Now that I think about it, it all makes sense. Wang Teng suddenly appeared in Qianxiong Kingdom not long ago. Then
This period of time was also the time when he was fleeing everywhere after being chased by Gu Luo." "..." Other cultivators from the Qianxiong Dynasty also came, including the Sword King and others, but these people were not like Xiao Yu
They were so worried about Wang Teng, and there was a feeling that something was not their concern.
"Senior Brother Lei Ming, he is Wang Teng. He killed Senior Brother Zhang and Senior Brother Lu and threatened us." What's more, there is a group of cultivators from the Qianxiong Dynasty who are eyeing Wang Teng and wish he could be killed here.
That group of cultivators were members of the Thunder League. They often bullied the weak in the Qianxiong Dynasty. The holy sons of the Zhang family and the holy sons of the Lu family were cultivators in this alliance. However, at this time, the leader of the Thunder League, Lei Ming, came here in person and watched with a gloomy expression.
Fighting on the bronze battlefield.
"Is he Wang Teng? He is indeed as perverted as the rumors say, but he is dead this time. He deserves to die well. Even if he doesn't die, I will unite with the people from Xingfeng to capture him and give him a certain death.
The crime of being a traitor." Lei Ming said viciously in his heart.
Wang Teng's identity is now confirmed. In that case, he is a cultivator of the mysterious sect. His joining the Qianxiong Dynasty can be considered as being sent by the mysterious sect to spy on the secrets of the Qianxiong Dynasty. Not only can the Qianxiong Dynasty not tolerate him,
Instead, I have to settle the score with him.
It is precisely because of this that many elders of the Qianxiong Dynasty who came after hearing the news have been watching secretly with other Yuanying realm masters, but no one came out to help. Wang Teng is too complicated, and they don't want to go here.
Muddy Waters, but he didn't dare to do what Lei Ming was thinking and convict Wang Teng. Wouldn't that be offending the mysterious sect behind Wang Teng in disguise?
The best result is to remain neutral and ignore everything. From now on, Wang Teng will no longer be a disciple of the Qianxiong Dynasty.
On the bronze battle platform, the ten-foot-long divine sword transformed by Wang Teng collided with the spiritual sword of the strong Yang family. The powerful force vibrated like water waves, and the entire bronze battle body seemed to tremble. However, the Yang family strong man
However, the expression on the person's face was extremely ugly. In the end, the white spirit sword still could not withstand the sharp edge of the Xuanjian battle body. It made a crackling sound and countless cracks spread.
"Take your life first." Without giving the strong man of the Yang family a chance to breathe, although the light of the Shizhang Divine Sword was much dimmed, its power was still unstoppable. It flashed past the strong man of the Yang family. Blood spattered, and the strong man of the Yang family was too late.
Screaming, his body turned into a burst of blood mist, floating on the bronze battle platform.
"Death! Wang Teng, die." The expression on Ling Yun's face became extremely ferocious, but his trembling voice betrayed him, letting people know how scared he was. The blue water king snake in the field of fifty or sixty feet
The huge body swayed, as if a huge mountain range fell from the sky, pressing down on Wang Teng mightily. It suddenly opened its bloody mouth, swallowed Wang Teng in one go, and disappeared without a trace.
Within the body of the Blue Water King Snake, countless terrifying water vapors are raging, turning into various weapons with extremely powerful attacks to attack Wang Teng. Sometimes there are huge waves crashing in, and the impact is extremely strong, enough to shatter
Spiritual weapon.
Wang Teng's dimmed Xuanjian battle body suddenly regained its original glory. He did not waste any extra energy and activated the water element power in his body.
"Crash!" A wonderful thing happened. The water vapor that had been attacking him suddenly dispersed and retreated three feet away from Wang Teng. Wang Teng was not blocked by anything and came easily.
When he reached the head of the blue water king snake, he stabbed out the sword at will.
"Impossible." When he saw a huge hole suddenly being stabbed out of the head of the Blue Water King Snake, and a figure flying out from it and heading towards him, Ling Yun's legs softened on the spot.
The body was shivering.
He couldn't imagine how Wang Teng defeated his trump card.
"It's your turn this time." Wang Teng stopped talking nonsense to Ling Yun and struck his sword down from the top of his head.
"You can't kill me. My eldest brother has already entered the Nascent Soul Realm. How dare you..." Ling Yun's frightened voice suddenly stopped, his body split into two halves, and he died. A sneer appeared on the corner of Wang Teng's mouth.
Gu Yuan's eldest brother was not only a strong man in the Nascent Soul Realm, but also a peerless genius. Didn't he also kill Gu Yuan?
In a brief confrontation, two cultivators of the ninth level of Peilian were beheaded by Wang Teng. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, not many people would have believed it. Wang Teng's demonic strength shocked the entire audience and caused an uproar.
"He won, he actually won." "I'm afraid it was Gu Luo, Wu Hao and others who were just like that back then. Wang Teng's power is simply incredible." "I suspect that the prince was hiding his strength before, relying solely on four actions
The power of the attribute is close to that of a peerless genius. Now that there is another Xuanjian combat body, it is not impossible to suppress the peerless genius." "Peerless geniuses are also divided into three, six or nine levels. Some peerless geniuses have extremely abnormal innate abilities.
, this prince can barely be considered average among them." Some cultivators discussed excitedly.
"Is he really a disciple of your Qianxiong Dynasty? What a joy! From now on, a powerful figure will appear in your Qianxiong Dynasty." The Nascent Soul Realm masters from the major forces hiding in the dark were also extremely surprised.
Someone said to the elder on the stage of Qianxiong Dynasty.
"Stop making fun of us? How dare we, the Qianxiong Dynasty, accept such a person? Our temple is too small to accommodate such a big god." "Well! This kind of peerless genius has long been a disciple of the mysterious sect. He
He entered our Qianxiong Dynasty just to take refuge. Once we have used him, we will run away. From now on, he has no relationship with my Qianxiong Dynasty. Whatever happens to him has nothing to do with us." A Qianxiong Dynasty with a relatively high status
The Supreme Elder gritted his teeth and said.
Subsequently, this news was deliberately spread so that every cultivator knew about it.
"The Qianxiong Dynasty no longer recognizes Wang Teng as one of theirs." "This is normal. If they dare to accept Wang Teng, they would be crazy." "What? Senior Brother Wang Teng was expelled from the Qianxiong Dynasty.
?" After Xiao Yu, Lin Qu and others heard the news, they felt as if they had been struck by lightning.
But they also know that this is a rule from the top, and they can't change anything at all. They just feel extremely regretful.
After sweeping away the dust on his body, Wang Teng returned to his normal state and stood quietly on the bronze battle platform, confronting the remaining nine cultivators of the ninth level of Peilian without any trace of panic on his face.
This innate calmness and confidence even gave everyone the illusion that Wang Teng was really capable of dealing with them.
"Hehe! You are quite powerful. Should we call you Wang Teng? Or should we call you prince?" After a moment of silence, the young man who seemed to be a cultivator from the Fire Tribe suddenly sneered at Wang Teng.
"I don't know how my name was found out, but I still like people to call me prince. Come on together! Don't waste my time. If you are afraid, you still have a chance to retreat. Once you do it, you
I can't beg for mercy." Wang Teng clasped his ears with his fingers and glanced at the experts, as if he was facing a group of ordinary fifth-level monsters.
"Haha! So arrogant. It's exactly the same as before, without any change." "Taking one person against a group of others is the prince's usual style, but he seems to win every time."
"The prince might be able to create a miracle this time. He dares to say that. He must be very confident."
"Don't be naive. Wang Teng is really in a desperate situation this time. He did this just to scare away a few people and increase the chance of escape."