"The fight is about to begin. Although the outcome has been decided, it would be good to see how many rounds this Fenghuo can last."
"Well! Holy Son of Lieyang hasn't shown his power in front of others for a long time. This is a good opportunity to observe." The cultivators who were watching were also excited at this time.
They temporarily put aside their desire to seize the treasure. After all, Holy Son of the Sun is here and not many people dare to offend him. He is the most outstanding young generation in the Sun Palace. Others dare not offend him casually. He is no better than Fenghuo, his origin is unknown, and he is alone.
one person.
The two figures suddenly flew over the land destroyed by the fiery red scroll, and faced each other.
"Let's take action! Let me see how powerful Jiuyang Daolian is." Wang Teng didn't look nervous. The seventh-grade spiritual weapon Wind God Sword was firmly held in his hand, and the War Emperor's holy body was also held at this time.
Excited to the extreme.
When he was on the White Dragon Battle Stage, he rarely showed the strength of this kind of battle body, relying on the power of wind and fire. But now his opponent is the Holy Son of the Sun, and the power of wind and fire alone is not enough to deal with it.
Even if he cooperates with the War Emperor Holy Body, he may not have a chance of winning.
After all, Wang Teng's current cultivation level is not the first level of Nascent Soul in the true sense, but the ninth level of Peilian, which is very different from the first level of Nascent Soul. Even so, this cannot stop Wang Teng from fighting against the Holy Son of Lieyang.
The stronger the opponent he meets, the more excited Wang Teng becomes.
"Three moves, I can defeat you with just three moves." Holy Son Lieyang glanced at Wang Teng, and a look of disdain suddenly appeared on his face. His fiery red robe danced in the wind, and he made a hunting sound, looking like a king.
The appearance of the world.
"Don't say big words too early, otherwise you won't be able to complete it and you will lose face." Wang Teng chuckled.
"Hmph!" Saint Son of Lieyang had murderous intent flashing through his eyes, and he snorted coldly. A terrifying hot breath filled the air from his body and spread in all directions. The area within dozens of miles suddenly turned into a sea of scorching heat.
hell.
"Fire of Demon Burial." Holy Son of Lieyang took action. He put his palms together, and then slowly opened them. A golden flame suddenly flew out from the cracks in his palms. This flame was extremely hot, and it became more and more intense.
It grew bigger and bigger, jumped endlessly, and instantly turned into a fireball dozens of feet wide, crashing into Wang Teng like a meteorite.
"It's the Demon Burying Fire, the famous seventh-level immortal method of the Sun Palace. It's so terrifying." "There is very little of the Jiuyang's vitality in this Demon Burying Fire. The Holy Son of Lieyang hasn't used all his strength yet.
It's so powerful, if he really uses the Nine Yang Daolian..." After seeing this, many cultivators took a breath of air, and they finally understood why Holy Son Lieyang was called a peerless genius.
Such power can naturally only be exerted by a peerless genius.
"Is this the power of the Holy Son of the Sun? I'm afraid it's even more powerful than Blue Moon." Wang Teng's eyes were gleaming, and his expression became slightly serious. He did not retain his strength, and he had the power of wind and fire.
They were urged to the extreme, and they all concentrated on the Wind God Sword.
There was a loud "buzz" sound, and as the Wind God Sword danced, two sharp sword lights, green and red, flashed across the sky, and they slashed towards the golden flames without hesitation. In an instant, the entire area for several miles was drowned in the flames.
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"Did you lose?" "It is very possible that although Fenghuo is powerful, it is still just a mantis in front of the Holy Son of the Sun." A cultivator said attentively.
"Huh?" On the other hand, the expression of Holy Son Lieyang changed slightly, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth made a few clicks, and a figure suddenly rushed out of the flames. There was no damage on his body, but his breath seemed a little weak.
"It's Fenghuo." "He blocked it, my God!" "I remember that Fenghuo couldn't be so powerful. Could it be..." "That's definitely the case. He most likely got it in that ruins.
What magical medicine caused the combat power to soar." Seeing that Wang Teng was safe and sound, everyone couldn't sit still and was in an uproar.
"Holy Son of the Lieyang is nothing more than that." Wang Teng waved the Wind God Sword in his hand, stared at the Holy Son of the Lieyang and said calmly, as if he didn't take him seriously.
"Fenghuo, you have become much stronger! It seems that you have really obtained the adventure in that ruins! But do you think this can change your fate of failure? You were not my opponent before, and you will not be now, and you will not be in the future.
No, you are doomed to be a loser for the rest of your life." The corners of Holy Son Lieyang's mouth raised slightly, revealing a sinister smile.
The aura on his body suddenly underwent earth-shaking changes. Balls of golden flames rushed out of his body, lingering around his body, transforming into the shapes of various magic weapons and mythical beasts.
"Jiuyang Daolian is the power of Jiuyang Daolian." "Saint Son of Lieyang is finally going to take action. Fenghuo will definitely lose this time, and everything is over." Feeling the changes of Saint Son of Lieyang,
Many cultivators had a look of fear on their faces.
Jiuyang Daolian has been known to all cultivators in the Heavenly Emperor Realm since its birth. It is an extremely abnormal ability and one of the top divine powers that existed in ancient times. Since the Holy Son of Lieyang awakened to Jiuyang Dao
Ever since Lotus, he has been enveloped by the mysterious destiny, and has never failed. He is also a top-level existence among the peerless geniuses, and his future is boundless in the future.
Therefore, facing him, ordinary geniuses would end up in despair. With Feng Huo's current state, it is very unrealistic to be able to fight against him.
"It seems there is no other way." Wang Teng frowned slightly, and the power of gold and earth in his body also quietly started to operate. Although he has always been unwilling to reveal his identity as a prince, now he cannot be allowed to hide his strength.
Already.
"Fenghuo, I think you are also a peerless genius. I won't torture you. I will send you on your way directly. I hope you can go on the right path in your next life and not be deceived by monsters. The Nine-Yang Fiery Sword." As Holy Son of Lieyang spoke,
A golden flame sword suddenly condensed in his right hand.
This sword is completely made of flames, but it exudes a heart-stopping power, as if it can burn everything in the world, which is much more terrifying than some seventh-grade spiritual weapons. Holy Son Lieyang glanced at Wang Teng coldly
, the divine sword in his hand was thrown out, firmly locking Wang Teng's breath.
Wang Teng's expression became solemn. The sword was so fast that even the space was distorted. It was impossible to dodge and the only option was to attack hard.
"Break it for me." Wang Teng's voice suddenly sounded as loud as thunder, and the Wind God Sword in his hand suddenly bloomed with four colors of divine light, representing the power of wind, fire, metal, and earth. At this moment, the entire Wind God Sword seemed to be in harmony with the power of wind, fire, metal, and earth.
Wang Teng merged into one body and slashed at the Nine Yang Fiery Sword.
"What?" All the cultivators were stunned at this moment. The violent power suddenly spread to a radius of nearly a hundred miles, and the dazzling divine light drowned everything inside, making it difficult for people to open their eyes.
"What was that just now? Impossible?" "I saw that right! It's that person..." Amid everyone's exclamations, the light gradually dissipated, revealing the figures of Wang Teng and Son of Lieyang.
Wang Teng still didn't have any wounds on his body at this time, but he looked much weaker than before. There seemed to be less than half of the true energy left in his body. But Holy Son of Lieyang was completely stunned at this time, staring at him in confusion.
By Wang Teng.
"Prince, it's a prince." "How is this possible? Fenghuo is actually the prince." "Oh my god! Why didn't we think of it. The prince himself also knows the two powers of wind and fire." "But this is not realistic. The prince just relies on
With the two powers of wind and fire, he is already a peerless genius. What will happen if his combat power is fully activated?" "This is possible. Don't you know that the prince defeated the prince at the ninth level of Peilian not long ago?
Fighting fire and fighting body fighting Hyun?"
After Wang Teng's identity was revealed at this moment, all the cultivators could not suppress their excitement and started talking about it.
"Prince, it's you, you won't be able to escape today." From the Dragon King Sect, a cultivator in white clothes came out. He looked cold and said to Wang Teng fiercely.
"Zhao Wentian, the Heavenly Dragon Warrior, is here too, looking for trouble for the prince." "Now there's something good to watch." The changes in things completely exceeded the expectations of the cultivators, which actually made these people even more eager to know the subsequent development.
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"Holy Son of Lieyang, if I were at my peak, you would be no match for me with your suppressed cultivation." Wang Teng looked calm and said to Holy Son of Lieyang without looking at Zhao Wentian.
"I really didn't expect it! Fenghuo is actually you pretending to be, prince. After we said goodbye in Aoxian City, we haven't seen each other for a long time." The muscles in the corners of Lieyang Saint Son's eyes twitched slightly, and his face looked a little...
gloomy.
To be fair, the Nine Yang Fiery Sword he just used was indeed at full strength, but it was still blocked by Wang Teng. This shows that Wang Teng's combat power is only higher than him, and it is even possible to suppress him.
Therefore, Holy Son Lieyang felt extremely unhappy at this time and wished to get rid of Wang Teng immediately. But his reason told him that the origin of this prince was not simple. He never did anything that he was not sure of. There must be a lot left in him.
Later move.
"Yes! Holy Son of the Lieyang! Today I really want to continue fighting with you until the winner is determined, but unfortunately my fighting power cannot help me. Let's do this! Let's fight another day." Wang Teng looked extremely calm and authentic.
, as if the danger in front of him is nothing to him?
"No! The prince wants to fight another day, but he is too naive. Holy Son of the Sun will not agree at all." "This is not necessarily true. The prince is very mysterious, and we have no way of knowing the forces behind him. If
If something happens to him, someone will definitely avenge him."
Seemingly being told what they were thinking, Holy Son Lieyang's gloomy face suddenly showed a smile, and he said: "Since we are prince brothers, then everything is just a misunderstanding. You should be the one who surrendered that monster!"
"You are right, this is all just a misunderstanding. As for the adventure in that ruins, I did get it, but this kind of small adventure is often encountered by peerless geniuses like us, so there is no need to fight for it.
It's life and death, and it's not good for anyone if we break our skin."