Xue Meng also laughed. Wang Teng's power of 2.5 million jin will naturally crush the 2.2 million jin of the man. If Wang Teng wins, it will greatly increase their face to the Beiming Sword Sect.

The male disciples who had not been accustomed to Wang Teng before could not help but shrink their necks and became even more awe of Wang Teng.

Wang Teng took the spirit-enhancing pill and made some progress on the road. They also knew that they thought that they had just reached the middle stage from the early stage of Taiyuan Realm, and there was nothing extraordinary, but as a result, their strength increased by 500,000 kilograms, which shocked them.

This is too strong.

Boom! Without any surprise, Wang Teng's fist collided with the big man's fist. With a bang, the big man was shocked and flew backwards like a dead dog. He landed hard not far away, making a loud noise, making it made of special rocks, and the solid floor cracked into thick cracks.

The man was wailing in pain, and the man was covered in his head, spitting blood in his mouth, and was seriously injured.

There was a sudden silence around him.

Many people were a little awe-inspiring. No one expected that the Beiming Sword Sect would be able to compare with those who practiced the Earth Cangxiong Art, or even crush them.

What kind of magical skills did he practice? He was so powerful?

"Bastard, boy, what kind of evil magic are you using? You can actually have 2.5 million kilograms of power?"

One of the disciples of Wanchen Sword Sect asked in a rage.

"Yes, our Wanchen Sword Sect's Dadi Cangxiong Art is so advanced. Looking at the entire Great Yuan Galaxy, it is difficult to find a rival. You must be using evil magic, otherwise how could you be our Senior Brother Nan's opponent?"

The others also said coldly: "Hurry and honestly, otherwise you will definitely be unable to eat today!"

"Evil art?"

Wang Teng sneered. From beginning to end, he didn't leave the seat a little step, but still sat there calmly, saying, "Is this the virtue of your Wanchen Sword Sect?

If you lose, you lose. You are still showing off your strength. Is it interesting?"

The disciples' expressions suddenly turned ugly. The Wanchen Sword Sect was hailed as the leader of the five major sword sects, and their momentum was as strong as the sky. Now that they lost to an unknown disciple, it was really a huge shame for them.

Wang Teng ignored them at all, strode over, slapped the man in the face with his palm, and sneered: "Didn't you just say that if you lose, just kneel down and kowtow to me and call me grandpa?"

Now that you lose, don’t you kneel down?”

"Bastard, don't go too far. I am a disciple of Wanchen Sword Sect. Just find some brothers to come over and kill all the disciples of your Beiming Sword Sect. Let me kneel down, are you looking for death?"

The man said furiously.

It was originally a shame that he lost to Wang Teng by so many people. Now Wang Teng even asked him to kneel down, which made him even more angry and almost smoke.

The most important thing is that Wang Teng actually patted his face with his palm, and his skin felt hot and hot.

"Hmph, I'm willing to accept the loss. This is what you said. Now kneel down to me immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

Wang Teng's face turned cold and he shouted.

He dislikes those who have a sense of superiority the most. The more superior he is, the more he wants to treat them well.

"Junior Brother Wang Teng, please forgive me if you have to, otherwise let me forget it."

Xue Meng hesitated for a moment and said.

"yes."

Gongsun Fang also bit her red lips and said.

After all, these people are disciples of Wanchen Sword Sect. The Beiming Sword Sect really can't afford to offend them. If the matter is really broken, they might suffer a great loss.

"Wang Teng, you actually made Fairy Wanchen's disciple kneel down. You are so brave. Do you know that this action may affect all of us and even affect the relationship between our Beiming Sword Sect and Wanchen Sword Sect. You are too arrogant."

"Yes, these responsibilities are not something you can afford. Hurry up to apologize to the senior brother of Wanchen Sword Sect and ask him to forgive you. Our Beiming Sword Sect does not have as arrogant disciples as you."

As for those members who were not interested in Wang Teng, they all angrily scolded them.

"Haha, have you seen it? Even your teammates and partners dare not provoke our Wanchen Sword Sect. Do you still dare to act alone?"

The bald man also laughed wildly, looking at Wang Teng with a little pity.

Some other people in the restaurant watched, and couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh.

The disciples of Beiming Sword Sect were bullied like that. Now they finally breathed a sigh of relief because of Wang Teng. As a result, these people, in order to protect themselves, actually asked Wang Teng to apologize to the great man of Wanchen Sword Sect.

This also made them feel a little pitiful.

But there is no way. After all, Wanchen Sword Sect is too strong, and Beiming Sword Sect is afraid and even produces shadows. This is normal.

Wang Teng's face also turned cold. Looking at the members, he couldn't believe his ears and said angrily: "What did you say?"

"Are you deaf? Our five sword sects have existed in the Dayuan Galaxy for so many years and have a long relationship. What does it mean to kneel down if you ask the disciples of Wanchen Sword Sect to kneel down?

Isn’t this a typical case of sowing the relationship between our five major sword sects?”

"Yes, you hurt this senior brother and even made him kneel down at you. You are so bold. It is a cancer of our Beiming Sword Sect. Only by kneeling down to them can you make up for your mistakes!"

"Hurry down and kneel down and apologize to the senior brother of Wanchen Sword Sect!"

The members said coldly with righteousness.

Wang Teng couldn't help laughing, a hint of anger roared in his eyes, and said, "I originally thought you were just admiring Fairy Wuchen's dog licking dog. Now I realized that not only did you have no backbone, but you didn't even have any blood in front of the sect's reputation. It's a great sorrow to have disciples like you. You are afraid that I will let him kneel down and will implicate you, right? Okay, from this moment on, you get out, this team doesn't need you waste."

"Bold, Wang Teng, you dare to call us a waste!"

"Although you have a strange power, you can't be a match for us. If we go together, you are nothing."

"What qualifications do you have to get out of the line?"

The people were furious, gritting their teeth one by one, and their eyes were filled with coldness.

"Just based on whoever has a big fist in the world, the truth is whoever has his own. Get out of here!"

Wang Teng shouted loudly, and then, a strange force suddenly surged from his eyebrows, all of which made those people feel a splitting headache. They covered their heads and wailed.

Papa! Then, Wang Teng swung his big ears and slapped his backhand one by one on their faces, smashing half of their faces, flying backwards like a dog that killed him, smashing him on the ground, screaming in pain.
Chapter completed!