Chapter 225: Retreat the enemy with great strength

"Infinitely close to the fifth-grade martial arts?" After hearing this, Wang Teng's heart sank. Whenever he reaches the fifth-grade martial arts, it is a qualitative leap, and there is a qualitative gap between it and the fourth-grade martial arts.

It should be noted that among the northwest countries, the fifth-grade martial arts are almost at the legendary level.

If the opponent's move is infinitely close to the fifth grade, it will definitely be extraordinary.

A serious look appeared in his eyes, and Wang Teng did not dare to hide his weakness. He took out the ancient sword of the falling dragon and drew a circle in the void, forming a mysterious arc. The sixth style of the Qiankun sword technique, "transfer flowers and wood", has the powerful function of replacing the other body.

However, the Qiankun sword technique, which was invincible, did not rebound at this moment, and still had a large part of the violent energy attacking him. The other party's palm contained a powerful thunder and lightning power, which strictly speaking had a certain effect on Wang Teng's indestructible body.

Wang Teng knew that he could not be approached, otherwise even his physique might be seriously injured. His eyes stood up and a sharp killing light burst out, covering the ancient dragon-falling sword with a mysterious power.

At this moment, the knife was like washing away all the dew, revealing its sharp and sharp side. The stern blade was like silver frost, and the illuminated valley was transparent. It even contained an invincible momentum that destroyed everything!

Wang Teng held this sword in his hand, and his body was dazzlingly lit, like a sword god reincarnated, extremely domineering.

"What kind of sword technique is this?" He noticed that Wang Teng suddenly became so fierce that he was so fierce. Zhu Hao couldn't help but suddenly jumped, and a terrifying smell added to his eyes. In this sword, he really smelled an extremely dangerous aura, as if the god of death was gradually approaching.

This sword is the first "breaking" sword in the "destroy" sword intention that Wang Teng realized in the battle between Longmen and Wuji Sect.

The breath of all things contained in the powerful sword aura was too rich, no less than a tsunami sweeping over and unstoppable.

boom!

Finally, under the slightly tingling gaze of Lu Xiufang, the two collided together. The silent valley seemed to have a thunder blew up, and it shook a few times. I don’t know how many rocks rolled down from the cliff, rumbling.

On the ground between the two people, a crack also cracked, a hole more than ten meters long was cracked, and the dark smoke was emitting burnt smoke, telling the shocking destructive power of this blow.

"ah."

A sudden scream sounded in the light.

Just when Han Feng was shocked by the destructive power, a figure flew backwards in a mess in the battle, hitting the rock more than 20 meters away, and a dull sound came from it.

He quickly turned his gaze, and seeing the man's appearance, Han Feng's pupils suddenly shrank.

The man had a striking hair scattered on his chest, which was Zhu Hao.

However, now he is not as domineering and powerful as before, and is replaced by a down-and-out and embarrassed look. His face is pale, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and his expression looks particularly miserable.

"How is Wang Teng?" Thinking of the martial arts that Zhu Hao had just activated, the power was indeed terrifying, and worried that his fate would not be much better, Han Feng quickly turned his concerning gaze to the other side.

When he saw the situation there, his expression became even stiffer.

I saw Wang Teng standing straight in place like a javelin. A faint look of wind and clouds appeared on his face, and there was no trace of injury.

Looking at this scene with a little dullness, a rare surprise appeared on Lu Xiufang's pretty face with cold eyes.

If she had said that before, she would never have believed that Wang Teng could defeat the other party. But this bloody scene appeared before her, which was really challenging people's imagination.

"Zhu Hao is similar to me, and he can even defeat him so easily. Doesn't that mean that I... are not his opponent?" Thinking of this, a complex smell couldn't help but burst into tears in Lu Xiufang's heart.

The genius who ranked 25th in Beifeng even learned that he was overwhelmed by a small stint of errands. The feeling of being hit hard is really hard to describe.

With a wry smile, Lu Xiufang couldn't help but look at the boy helplessly. The other party's original rough servile costume, because of this amazing performance, was like a peerless sword hidden under an ordinary sword sheath, emitting a side-looking light and full of charm.

A curiosity burst out from her eyes. Lu Xiufang really didn't understand how such a young man with amazing talent could be a small servile man in Beifeng. In her heart, the back of the young man who stood there after defeating Zhu Hao and was standing there with a faint mysterious color.

...

"Senior brother, I'm sorry, I'm afraid you will return empty-handed again today." After a slow breath of relief, Wang Teng smiled softly and said.

Just now, the other party's palm was indeed very powerful, but unfortunately his "destroying sword intent" belonged to the category of superior martial arts. Even if he only understood the basics, it was not even stronger than the so-called "electric snake and wind palm", which led to the other party's tragedy.

Zhu Hao coughed weakly for a few times. After a brief period of cultivation, he had recovered some of his physical strength. He stood up and said coldly: "You are so powerful that you will be killed or cut, and you can deal with it."

"We are all disciples of the Holy Academy, and we will compete and compete. Winning and losing are common in military affairs. Why should senior brother say so seriously?" Wang Teng shook his head, stretched out his hand, and said, "Return the essence of life and you can leave."

Zhu Hao didn't expect that Wang Teng would let him go so easily. He was slightly stunned and looked at him in disbelief. Seeing that Wang Teng's serious expression and had no conspiracy, he relaxed his vigilance. No matter what, it would be a good thing for the other party to repay his grudges with kindness and he would save his life.

"Hmph, don't think that I will be grateful to you. If you have the chance in the future, I will definitely let you pay back twice the amount." He took out the life essence fruit he had just stolen from his arms with pain and handed it to Wang Teng. Zhu Hao gritted his teeth, waved his hand and led the crowd of his team to leave here unwillingly.

As they left, the originally tense atmosphere suddenly soothed.

"Thank you for this time." Lu Xiufang couldn't help but glance at Wang Teng, hesitated for a moment before biting her lips.

She knew that if Wang Teng had not appeared in time this time, their fate would have been unimaginable. However, the arrogant she was rescued by a small servant, and she could not be accepted.

"You're welcome." Wang Teng smiled casually, handed him the Life Essence Fruit, and said, "This thing will return to the original owner now and you can deal with it."

After receiving the life essence fruit, Lu Xiufang paused and couldn't help but turn to look at the other side.

Where her eyes fell was in Dong Tianzhuo's direction. Since Zhu Hao left, he has been standing by his side without knowing what he was wrong.

"What do you think of?" Lu Xiufang said softly at Dong Tianzhuo with beautiful eyes.
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