No wonder even the Qilin Battle Body can't deal with you, you are indeed a genius, but it's a pity that you met us today." Prince Xuanba still looked calm, as if everything was as he expected.
Today he deliberately came to deal with Wang Teng. In his opinion, no matter how strong Wang Teng was, he couldn't defeat the Qilin Combat Body, so it was best to deal with him before he had fully grown up.
"Slay the dragon and destroy the god." When the white-haired young man saw Wang Teng blocking his killing move, his face changed slightly, but he did not flinch. Instead, the attack became more violent, and a dazzling white light enveloped everything.
It rushed towards Wang Teng like a sharp sword.
With a "pop" sound, a crack suddenly appeared in the white light, and a figure rushed out of the gap, and the next moment it was in front of the white-haired young man.
"It seems that you have forgotten what I said last time. Anyone who messes with me will not end well. I spared you last time, but you have no chance this time." Wang Teng sneered, and when the white-haired young man was frightened,
Under his gaze, his right fist hit his body directly, turning him into a ball of blood mist.
"Senior Brother Bai has been killed." Some members of the Xuantian Empire looked surprised. Their combat power was no better than that of the white-haired young man, and they could not participate in such a battle.
"It's quite a while. If you can't even kill him, you really don't deserve the title of a calamity-level seed genius." Prince Xuanba still looked calm, and suddenly winked at the five cultivators around him.
"You can deal with one of them, but I'll see how you deal with the five." Prince Xuanba sneered, and the five cultivators attacked Wang Teng together. The combat power of these five people was no weaker than that of the white-haired young man before.
, but in the eyes of Prince Xuanba, they are just like chess pieces.
There is no way. In the Xuantian Empire, there are too many masters like them, and they are basically at the bottom. Only cultivators who are ordinary peerless geniuses and above are truly valued by the Xuantian Empire and have a transcendent status.
"No matter how many opponents of this level come, they are the same." Wang Teng's fighting spirit was suddenly aroused, and a four-color divine sword began to condense around his body, and its sharp edge was breathtaking.
"Iron Luo Divine Fist." "Netherworld Flame." "Destructive Storm..." The five cultivators didn't say much, and directly used various terrifying killing moves. The powerful force was like a ghost crying and a wolf howling.
Wang Teng was submerged in it in an instant.
The mountains and jungles within hundreds of miles suddenly collapsed, and were affected by the aftermath of the power, constantly collapsing and cracking.
"Huh!" A cold snort came from Wang Teng's mouth, and a four-color divine sword penetrated everything, tearing a hole from thousands of forces. Wang Teng's speed reached the extreme, and the sword light flashed by.
One cultivator was beheaded, and blood was flying all over the sky.
"Stab the Sky Sword." Without any hesitation, Wang Teng thrust out four or five swords at once. As soon as the other cultivators could react, their bodies were pierced by the sharp swords, and they didn't even have the chance to use their trump card.
"Prince, let me kill him." Seeing everyone being cut open like watermelons by Wang Teng, a cultivator next to Prince Xuanba said with an indifferent expression.
This man's combat power has reached the sixth level of Yuanying, and he seems to be Prince Xuanba's right-hand man. Prince Xuanba has a noble status, and naturally has a large group of people to support him. However, he thinks very highly of himself, and he is surrounded by Yuanba.
There are no cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage like those in the late Nascent Soul stage.
In the Heavenly Emperor Realm, except for the powerful ones at the God Refining Realm, he was confident that no Nascent Soul Realm cultivator could take his life.
"You are no match for me, so why not come together." A strange smile appeared on the corner of Wang Teng's mouth. If he was the same person as he was a few days ago, he might need to use other powers to cope with today's situation.
But after the small world swallowed a large amount of medicinal energy, Wang Teng's strength improved a lot. Although he has not yet reached the second level of Nascent Soul, he is much more powerful than before.
"Arrogant, even the Qilin Battle Body dare not say such a thing." The Nascent Soul sixth-level cultivator wore ten blood-red claws on his hands, which turned out to be a seventh-grade spiritual weapon, with a bloody and fierce aura.
, I don’t know how many people died under the claws.
"Blood Demon Claws." Suddenly, the cultivator took action, and blood-red claws that were dozens of feet long roared out, like substance, carrying the powerful blood demon energy, like the blood demon royal family
It's like taking action personally.
The power of this blow is no small matter. It cannot be compared with that of the previous group of cultivators. They are only one level apart and the gap in combat power is extremely huge. Not to mention that this cultivator possesses a seventh-grade spiritual weapon.
"Zhengzheng..." Wang Teng used his hands and feet to drive the four-color divine sword to strike dozens of swords in succession, which violently collided with those blood-red claw lights and actually stopped them all.
"Huh? The prince's combat power is stronger than a few days ago." "We cannot allow this person to continue to develop. I will kill him with all my strength." Prince Xuanba's expression finally changed slightly, and a murderous intent flashed across his face.
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"Yes..." The cultivator nodded, and his body disappeared in the void. Countless phantoms emerged, like dreams and illusions, lingering around Wang Teng, making it impossible for Wang Teng to tell which one was real.
Which one is false.
"Whoosh!" Suddenly, a phantom shot towards Wang Teng, containing powerful fighting power. Wang Teng activated the four-color divine sword to strike at him, and it fell on the phantom in preparation, splitting him in half.
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But at this time, there was a terrible explosion in the phantom. The phantom was actually transformed from a talisman. It burned with extremely powerful power, making Wang Teng's four-color divine sword really tremble.
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One wave after another, and several more phantoms flew towards Wang Teng as they approached. This time, Wang Teng did not cut them off casually, but dodged left and right to avoid them all.
"I've caught you. Die." At this moment, a gloomy figure suddenly came from behind Wang Teng. The true body of the cultivator had appeared in that place at some point, with blood-red claws blooming in his hands.
Thousands of divine lights gathered all the strength of the cultivator and tore it towards Wang Teng.
With a loud "clang" sound, Wang Teng's four-color divine sword was torn apart at this moment, and his body was completely exposed without any protection. At this time, the thousands of phantoms also caught up with him.
, exploded one after another, submerging Wang Teng inside.
The cultivator still did not stop attacking, and once again swung out sharp bloody claws, hoping to completely kill Wang Teng.
"You won't die this time." The cultivator's face was full of ferocity, and he was very confident in his attack.
"Wow!" When the violent power dissipated, Wang Teng's figure emerged. The corners of his mouth were covered with blood. There were huge wounds on his body, and blood was constantly flowing out. The opponent's attack was too much.
It was so violent that even the Holy Body of the War Emperor could not completely block it.
"This guy is really lucky, and he deserves to have the power of a battle body. But the more you struggle, the more miserable your death will be." Seeing that Wang Teng was seriously injured, the cultivator flashed again and appeared above Wang Teng's head, with blood in his hands.
The red claws swung down.
"Pfft." Something incredible happened. Not only did the cultivator fail to hit Wang Teng, but his body was pierced by Wang Teng's right hand. His speed was faster, and Wang Teng's speed was even faster.
"No, how could this happen..." The cultivator's face was full of regret and fear. He was too careless, thinking that Wang Teng was seriously injured and his combat power was far inferior to before, so he could be killed easily, but he did not expect that Wang Teng could be killed easily.
This will be the result.
"Tear..." Wang Teng suddenly tore the cultivator's Nascent Soul out of his body and wrapped it in a ball of golden light. No matter how much he resisted, he could not break out.
Prince Xuanba's brows suddenly wrinkled and he stared at the golden light. This kind of magic weapon that can imprison the Nascent Soul exists outside the territory, but it is extremely rare. Even Prince Xuanba doesn't have one. He didn't expect that Wang Teng would.
obtained.
"Wow!" Another mouthful of blood spit out from Wang Teng's mouth. This time he was indeed seriously injured. A second-rate genius at the sixth level of Nascent Soul was not easy to deal with. After all, the gap between the two was too big.
"Prince, I have to admire you. You are indeed very strong. To show respect, let me kill you with my own hands! Don't worry, I will make your death a little more painful." Suddenly, Prince Xuanba moved, and a series of streaks appeared all over his body.
The divine dragon formed by the condensed purple energy rushed out of his body, densely packed, and continuously entangled towards Wang Teng.
"Dragon Control Technique." This is an ancient technique of the Xuantian Empire. It is powerful. When combined with the power of Prince Xuanba, it can bind everything. Moreover, these purple energies also contain elements of gold and earth.
The power makes it extremely imprisoned.
Prince Xuanba also possesses two kinds of power in his body.
"Whoosh whoosh!" In an instant, Wang Teng's body was tightly entangled by these purple dragon auras, making it difficult to move at all. Prince Xuanba sneered, and a purple spear condensed out of his right hand.
There is a purple dragon hovering above it.
With a vigorous throw, the purple spear penetrated the void and stared at Wang Teng's heart. These two moves were completed in one go and at an extremely fast speed. They were simply specially trained killing moves.
With a "poof" sound, Wang Teng couldn't avoid it, and his body was pierced by the purple spear. He flew out, and another bloody sword spurted out from his mouth.
"Huh? You can't die. This body is really strong, but as long as you are chopped into pieces, you will never recover." Seeing that Wang Teng's heart was pierced, but his body still did not die, Prince Xuanba ate it first.
He was startled, then laughed ferociously.
Wang Teng's Holy Body of the War Emperor has now reached a certain level of cultivation. Damage to the internal organs will not affect its functions, but if it is really chopped into pieces, it will be impossible to recover.