boom!

A fierce sound came, and Wang Teng and Zhao Wuji in the field took four or five steps back. Looking at each other from afar, their eyes filled with the smell of gunpowder.

After holding the ancient sword of the Dragon Falling Sword, Wang Teng grinned in his heart. After this fight, he finally figured it out. With his strong physique, he was indeed able to compete with the strong masters and the best.

Compared to his joy, Zhao Wuji was filled with aggrievance and anger. The hand holding the snake-shaped sword was full of blood, and the tiger's mouth was bleeding. If he hadn't had the realm of a master, strong internal strength and protective body, he would have been hurt by Wang Teng's terrifying power. Even so, one of his arms was trembling slightly...

In front of everyone, he actually fought with a slap in a slap in his mate. After suffering a little loss, Zhao Wuji couldn't help feeling an unprecedented sense of shame.

"You made me lose patience." Zhao Wuji stared at the young man in front of him with a slightly ferocious look. If he did not use thunder means to defeat him and save his face, he would definitely be ridiculed by those old opponents when he returned to Beifeng.

As soon as the thought fell, the energy in Zhao Wuji's body began to rush wildly. Under the control of his anger, it finally gathered in the sword in his right palm.

With the injected power of energy, the blue snake-shaped sword buzzed, and the light suddenly flourished, and the sword energy spitted violently, constantly intertwined, and a blue python condensed.

Such a change made Wang Teng's face slightly change. The python was more than ten meters long, spitting out a snake letter, coiling around the sword, staring at him with green eyes, which was very real. In those eyes, he even felt a surge of murderous aura.

In the sky, Zhao Wuji and Wei Ran stood, and the green python coiled him, reflecting his unparalleled majesty.

"Green Python Dance." His eyes were staring at Wang Teng from a high place. Zhao Wuji shouted loudly as if a god was judging. Then he slowly raised his sword and his head, and slashed at Wang Teng with a fierce angrily amid the horrified eyes.

Boom! As the sword fell, the green python immediately had a bright look, roaring loudly at Wang Teng, and rushed towards him frantically. As the body rubbed against the air, huge waves of air were rippling, rolling around. At first glance, it looked like a python, rushing out of the lake, trying to devour people. The tragic aura made many nearby students pale suddenly.

"Be careful, Wang Teng, this is a fifth-grade martial art." Not far away, Lu Xiufang's face changed immediately and she shouted to the young man in the sky.

"Fifth-grade Martial Arts..." He felt solemn when he was coming. When Wang Teng heard this, his heart beat. He finally saw the real fifth-grade martial arts!

This kind of martial art is exerted from a master-level person, and the power can be imagined. Even if the attack is not yet on the body, Wang Teng felt a pressure coming, and his breathing is slightly difficult.

"Wang Teng, defeating me is not considered insulting you." After a few breaths, Zhao Wuji's face was also a little pale. Obviously, using this level of martial arts is also a considerable consumption for him.

But he is now full of confidence!

There are very few people who are capable of learning fifth-grade martial arts in the entire Holy Academy. Under this kind of martial arts, even if Wang Teng is extraordinary, he is only as powerful as King Wu, and he will never be able to compete with him.

Looking at the green python getting closer and closer, Wang Teng narrowed his eyes and clenched the ancient sword. Although the fifth-grade martial arts are indeed extraordinary, with his destructive sword intent, there may not be no capital to compete, so he does not have much fear.

Wang Tengqiang took a breath, and the internal energy of the Dantian rushes out, and with a buzzing sound, the ancient sword emits a breath of destruction.

"The Destroyed Words."

With a loud shout in his heart, Wang Teng's eyes suddenly rose sharply, and he turned the ancient sword hard, hitting the green python hard. After the realm broke through, Wang Teng's understanding of the knife intention also went up to the next level. In the void, a blazing sword light could be seen through the naked eye, passing through.

The sword intention turned into a physical practice, which was a realm that Wang Teng had never reached before!

Boom! The two collided, and completely different energy lag behind, and an astonishing explosion sounded immediately.

In the horrifying eyes of everyone, energy fluctuations continued to fly around like big waves, and in the blink of an eye, the entire sky was densely spread, which was very spectacular.

The powerful aftermath came, and the ground was shaking violently. Many people were shaking and unsteady, with pale faces. They looked up with a little difficulty, and looked at the terrible momentum, and everyone swallowed with difficulty.

Such momentum is really terrifying!

The light lasted for more than ten seconds before gradually dissipating. After a moment of dissipation, a embarrassed figure flew backwards and rolled on the ground several times before stopping in embarrassment. Everyone's eyes quickly looked at it, their faces changed, and they were shocked to find that it was... Zhao Wuji!

Zhao Wuji lay on the ground, gasping for breath, his face turned pale, and there was a terrifying knife wound on his body, spreading from his shoulders to his lower abdomen, and blood kept flowing.

On the other side, the boy stood with a knife, his face was a little pale, but there was no substantial harm. Compared with the miserable Zhao Wuji, he was undoubtedly much better.

Seeing this scene, after a little quiet around, the sound of gasping in the cold sounded like a snoring wind. Zhao Wuji, the master of martial arts, fought with the serious disciples, and ended in a crushing defeat?

"This..." The slender hand couldn't help but cover her red lips, and He Mingyue's beautiful eyes were also full of shock! Zhao Wuji, who possessed Samadhi True Fire, Fifth-grade Martial Arts, and absolute realm advantages, was still defeated by a young man in the Martial King realm, which made her feel a little confused.

After breathing a long sigh, He Mingyue glanced at Wang Teng and couldn't help but shake her head and laugh. This little guy really likes to do something unexpected. In recent years, all his surprised expressions seemed to have been used up on this unpretentious boy.

Zhang Yunfan's body also became stiff. This bloody scene was like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard, causing his heart to shrink violently.

In the end, Zhang Yunfan spit out a mouthful of blood, his eyes turned black, and he fainted...

"Oh." With a slightly bitter sigh, Lu Xiufang and Han Feng looked at each other, and they could see a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes. Wang Teng's strength has improved too quickly, giving them a deep sense of powerlessness...

...

The wind blew gently, and the top of the mountain was silent.

A mere North Peak Servant actually defeated Zhao Wuji, which was so shocking!

Ignoring the strange gazes projected around, Wang Teng also breathed a few breaths. Although he seemed to win in this battle, he paid a considerable price. The energy in his body was almost squeezed out, and his face was a little sickly pale.

"Here." A gust of fragrant wind came beside him. Lu Xiufang came to him, took out a pill, and whispered: "This is the pill of recovery of energy."
Chapter completed!