"This person's combat power is probably comparable to Wu Hao at the same level of cultivation."
Seeing this murderous god-like existence in front of them, the cultivators onlookers took a breath of air-conditioning. This is a peerless genius from outside the territory, and his combat power is also considered to be at the top among the peerless geniuses in the Heavenly Emperor Realm. If you want to defeat him
Extremely difficult.
Not only did Wang Teng's expression show no fear, but he also exuded unprecedented excitement. This battle aroused the blood in his body. His potential was even greater than that of the previous Young Master of Huoyuan, and he was also praised by others outside the territory.
Valued existence.
Therefore, being able to defeat Zhan Xiong is of great significance to Wang Teng. So far, no cultivator in the Heavenly Emperor Realm has defeated a peerless genius from outside the realm. If Wang Teng can do it, it will definitely cause a sensation in the entire Heavenly Emperor Realm.
"The real battle is finally about to begin. Only the peerless geniuses from outside the territory are qualified to be my opponents." Another reason that makes Wang Teng excited is that he can finally give full play to his power. In the world of the Emperor of Heaven, this area has declined.
In the star realm, if Wang Teng exerts his full strength, he will definitely be regarded as a monster among monsters. However, there are so many powerful people outside the realm, and there will always be some monsters with unparalleled combat power. He is one of these monsters.
one.
"Dong dong!" Zhan Xiong's face was expressionless, and he slowly walked down from the bronze chariot. The void seemed to tremble with every step he took. There was no magic weapon in his hands, and his fists were extremely thick, bigger than his head.
Make it thicker in a circle to give people a terrible sense of power.
A moment later, Zhan Xiong arrived at the fierce battle stage, only a hundred feet away from Wang Teng, staring at Wang Teng indifferently like a ferocious beast.
"What a terrifying aura. How come there are so many freaks outside the territory." At this moment, even a being like the Great Elder couldn't help but sigh in his heart after feeling the aura emanating from Zhan Xiong's body.
If this war warrior is placed among the Fire Tribe, there will be only a handful of people who can compare with him in talent. How many such strong men exist outside the territory? No wonder a giant sect like the Fire Tribe has such a talent when it comes to the outside world.
It became a prefecture-level force.
"Holy Son, you must win." "Let everyone know who I am, the number one genius of the Fire Tribe." "Holy Son of Fire, this battle is of great significance. You represent not only the Fire Tribe, but also the Fire Tribe.
Our entire Heavenly Emperor Realm, let the cultivators outside the realm know that there are still strong people in our Heavenly Emperor Realm." In addition to the cultivators from the Fire Tribe, many onlookers also cheered for Wang Teng. They are all from the Heavenly Emperor Realm.
Cultivators naturally hope that there are real masters in the Heavenly Emperor Realm, so that they will not be looked down upon by cultivators outside the realm.
"I smell a wonderful smell. I haven't met a decent opponent since I came to the Heavenly Emperor Realm. I hope you won't disappoint me." Zhan Xiong suddenly spoke. His voice was extremely cold, without any emotion, like a wooden man.
.
"Really? That's because the ones you met were not real masters, otherwise you would have been defeated long ago. The Heavenly Emperor's Realm is far from as simple as you think." Wang Teng looked down at his fists and said noncommittally.
"It's very simple. The weak eat the strong. It's the same everywhere. If you're not strong enough, then prepare to die today!" As soon as Zhan Xiong finished speaking, sharp claws about half a meter long grew out of his thick palms.
, shaped like the claws of a tiger and leopard.
"Roar!" Almost at the next moment, Zhan Xiong's figure appeared in front of Wang Teng. The distance of a hundred feet was like nothing to him, and the speed was unbelievable. Moreover, he used extremely terrifying killing moves as soon as he came up. He was experienced and experienced.
The sharp claws exuded sharp edges and struck down at Wang Teng.
Every cultivator of the Ares God Clan is born to fight, and they are extremely warlike. They have put their lives aside in order to fight, making other outside forces afraid of them. Their madness is just like the ancient races, and they don't even risk their lives when fighting.
Yes, extremely difficult to deal with.
"Hmph!" Wang Teng's eyes were like lightning, and his speed was no slower than that of Zhan Xiong. His fist was already blasted out from the lightning flint, covered with black dragon fire, and he actually faced those sharp claws forcefully.
The sound of "clang" metal colliding reverberated out, and Zhan Xiong's expression finally changed slightly, with a hint of surprise flashing across his face. Wang Teng's fist was so hard that it was unbelievable, and it was actually able to shake his sharp claws.
.
With a "boom", their bodies were pushed back by a huge force, and they were hundreds of feet apart again, facing each other again.
"The Holy Son of Fire is really brave enough to block Zhan Xiong's claw attack." "The physical body, the physical body of Holy Son of Fire is very powerful, and the flames he activates are also extraordinary." "Being able to cultivate to this level in the world of the Emperor of Heaven.
Such a situation is enough to be proud of, but it is a pity that today I will die at the claws of Zhan Xiong, he is a peerless genius with the inheritance of the soul of Zhan Hu!" The outside cultivators who were watching spoke highly of Zhan Xiong's strength.
"What do you think?" The cultivators of the Xuantian Empire were also discussing secretly.
"This warrior has gone through dozens of rounds under our Eighth Prince. There is no doubt about his combat prowess. If he still can't defeat the Holy Son of Fire, then he must have some kind of powerful divine power, or he has cultivated a terrible weapon.
Kung Fu.”
At this time, a group of cultivators from the Fire Clan were even more admiring for the fighting power of the Holy Son of Fire. Even many cultivators at the fourth level of Nascent Soul thought that if that move had been made by them, they would have been torn into pieces by the war warriors.
There were fragments, but Wang Teng blocked it easily.
"I said I was so powerful, but it turned out to be just that." Wang Teng was suspended in mid-air and said with a smile to Zhan Xiong. Of course, his mood at this time was also surging. This Zhan Xiong is a peerless genius of the War God Clan.
The God of War clan must have attached great importance to him. If they could capture him, it might be helpful to obtain the Immortal Immortal Grass.
Wang Teng now only needs a piece of Immortal Immortal Grass. With it, his cultivation path will become smooth and he will never be left behind. Therefore, he is already thinking about how to control this war.
Hung, used to threaten the cultivators of the War God Clan.
"It's been a long time since I met a decent opponent. I'm looking forward to you more and more." Zhan Hun's expression suddenly became ferocious. He stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips. His hands actually started to move.
It has changed, becoming more than twice as thick as usual, and golden tiger hair has grown on it.
"Huh?" Wang Teng's expression froze slightly, feeling that Zhan Xiong's strength suddenly increased a lot.
"The God-Destroying Claw of the Divine Tiger." Zhan Hun's moves were faster and more ruthless than before. In an instant, the sharp claws cut in front of Wang Teng, and even the space seemed to be torn apart. This is the power of the Zhan Tiger Soul, which is definitely not weaker than
Many gods.
Wang Teng even felt like facing Zhao Wentian, the Tianlong warrior.
"Sky Fire Dragon Fist." However, Wang Teng's War Emperor Holy Body is mainly about speed and strength, so there is no way to be afraid of close combat. The fire attribute fruit in his body suddenly emitted a bright red light, and the Sky Fire Divine Energy
At this moment, he was stirred up and merged into the dragon fire.
With a roar, a huge red dragon head merged into Wang Teng's fist, and collided hard with Zhan Xiong's claws.
"What..." The terrifying power fluctuations shocked all the cultivators. It was unimaginable that a battle of this level was only caused by two Yuanying first-level cultivators. It was simply worse than the battle between Yuanying mid-level cultivators.
Much more intense and terrifying.
"Wow!" A muffled sound came out, and Zhan Hung's figure flew upside down like a kite with a broken string. Blood was spitting out from his mouth. The sharp claws on his hands were broken one after another, and his body still had burnt marks.
"Injured, Zhan Hu was actually injured." "What kind of move was that just now? How could it be so terrible?" "What kind of inheritance did the Holy Son of Fire get? Even the soul of Zhan Hu was suppressed." The cultivator from outside the territory.
At this time, they were all shocked. It was not that they had never seen a cultivator like Wang Teng who injured Zhan Xiong, but they had never seen one in the Heavenly Emperor Realm, so they were so surprised.
Originally, in their minds, the Heavenly Emperor Realm had completely declined and no powerful figures would appear, but the appearance of Wang Teng changed their minds.
"Brother, that's..." "Did you feel it too? That's the divine power of Heavenly Fire. Could it be that the Holy Maiden of Fire Dream has..." The great elder and several elders of the Fire Tribe around him looked ugly at this moment, and they couldn't help but stare.
He looked towards the Fire Dream Saint.
The Saint of Fire Dream had a calm expression on her face, with a smile on her lips, and looked at Wang Teng on the stage tenderly.
"It must be like this. Holy Maiden of Fire Dream passed on part of the Heavenly Fire God's energy to Holy Son of Huoming, my God!" "If he is not the real Holy Son of Huoming, what should we do?" The Great Elder and others
My mood was extremely complicated at this time.
"Zhan Xiong was injured. This is the first time we have encountered him in the Heavenly Emperor Realm. Who is the Holy Son of Fire?" The elder of the War God Clan on the bronze chariot frowned slightly.
"The Fire Clan is just a branch of the Huo Clan. Logically speaking, there can't be such a genius in it, unless the body has the inheritance of immortal blood." The middle-aged cultivator of the Du family also said with a confused look.
"How can it be so easy? Even in the Huo family, there are not many immortal blood inheritances, and they are all incomplete. As long as you have a complete immortal blood inheritance, you are an immortal-level seed genius. A place like the Heavenly Emperor Realm will
Is there any?" The golden-robed old man from the Xuantian Empire shook his head and said.
Immortal-level seed geniuses are those peerless geniuses who are expected to become immortals. Even among the royal family of the Xuantian Empire, there are only a few of them. They are all outstanding emperors and princesses. In the outside world, fairy-level seed geniuses are also among the peerless geniuses.
Peak existence, each one is almost invincible at the same level.
"You are worrying too much. Although this Huo Ming is powerful, it is not that powerful. At most, he is just a tribulation seed genius. Although the Heavenly Emperor Realm has declined, there are still a few such geniuses occasionally appearing.
." The elder of the God of War tribe suddenly shook his head and said.