Chapter 1811 Holy Art
The entire mountain stream finally exploded and was razed to the ground and no longer existed.
Puff! Finally, Tian Qingyang spit out a mouthful of blood, and was shaken away hundreds of meters, and smashed a big tree not far away, and then it stopped.
A big tree that was more than ten feet thick broke from the middle and it showed how fierce the power he was under.
Many people's backs became cold, and Tian Qingyang was actually injured. This gave people the feeling that it was really like a dream, which was incredible.
Even if he is no longer at the peak now, Wang Teng's record will be very brilliant if he can achieve this.
"Brother Wang Teng, you're so good. I did not read you wrong, haha!"
Zhang Feng laughed.
He was seriously injured and was still healing there.
Now that he has witnessed Tian Qingyang being beaten back by Wang Teng, he is also extremely happy.
Wang Teng also smiled, and felt extremely comfortable. Since he saw Tian Qingyang, he had been at a disadvantage. He was chased from time to time and fled in panic. Now he finally gave some of this tone.
"Wang Teng, you can only be arrogant with me when I am injured. If I was in my heyday, I could slap a hundred of you to death with one slap. The weak are the weak, what's so happy about?"
Tian Qingyang felt extremely humiliated, and being defeated by the ants in his eyes was really a great shame.
Only Leng Sendao.
"Hmph, you have been in Wanchen Sword Sect for so many years. If I have practiced for so long, I can kill tens of thousands of you with one slap. There is nothing to say. There is no point in arguing about these things. I only know that you are lying at my feet now, and I am the winner, and this is the most important thing."
Wang Teng said coldly.
He also inquired about Tian Qingyang's information and entered Wanchen Sword Sect for at least fifty years.
"Okay, okay, okay, you guys think you won now, right?
You are too naive, and there are so many geniuses that you can imagine to have reached my level. Next you are done."
The sky green sun smiled coldly, as if he had made up some decision, and a look of firmness appeared in his eyes.
Boom! Immediately afterwards, a colorful divine light burst out from him, making his breath rise madly and become stronger.
"The five-colored divine light holy technique, he actually knows the five-colored divine light holy technique!"
Wow! Many people exclaimed in surprise.
Wang Teng's face also changed. He also knew that the five-colored divine light holy technique, this mental method, was a mental method that could be regarded as the most treasure-supporting method of the Wanchen Sword Sect.
It acts on healing wounds, and each time it consumes huge power of its origin, which can force one's strength to return to a certain state.
According to legend, only some senior executives of the Wanchen Sword Sect are qualified to learn.
The sky Qingyang could do it, which naturally shocked him a little.
In this way, Tian Qingyang's injury may be able to recover to about halfway, which is dangerous for him.
After all, with Tian Qingyang's strength, even if it is half, it is definitely not something he can compete with.
"Wang Teng, I didn't expect that I could do this trick, forcing me to spend my original source to recover my body. Today I will tear you into pieces to vent my hatred in my heart!"
Tian Qingyang laughed and stood up again. He had the colorful divine light sacred technique and had the opportunity to turn the tables in a desperate situation.
This is what the leader of the Wanchen Sword Sect taught him with exceptional talent, and he has never used it since he became famous.
He was so arrogant that he felt that no one was worthy of his use of this technique.
Now that Wang Teng has been forced to this point, he is extremely unwilling to accept it.
The murderous intent burst out in his eyes, as if it could turn the world around, made the temperature between the whole world a bit cold, causing many people to shudder and feel chilling in their bones.
"Go to die, let me make an exception, and it is also your honor to die."
Then Tian Qingyang shouted loudly, urged the King's Cauldron again, and rushed towards Wang Teng with a fierce force.
Boom! An ancient Taotie roared in the king's cauldron, and the huge phantom of the ancient Taotie appeared again. Although it was not as powerful as when fighting with the Fire Kirin, it was still a decisive kill for Wang Teng, who burned the holy tree to raise his breath to the sixth realm of the supreme.
So many people exclaimed one by one, thinking that Wang Teng would be in trouble next time. If he couldn't bear it, he would inevitably be crushed to pieces and die of the impact.
"Sister Huang, hurry up and save Wang Teng."
Zi Feng's pretty face turned pale, and his little hands grabbed Fairy Huang's arm and said.
Fairy Phoenix smiled bitterly. Things have evolved to this point, almost representing the position of the sect. If she takes action, it will have a significant impact on the relationship between the Tianhuang Sword Sect and the Wanchen Sword Sect.
However, if she saw Wang Teng die with her own eyes, she would be dissatisfied and would take action right now.
At this moment, she glanced at Wang Teng's expression, but was stunned. A strange look appeared in her heart and said, "Wait for now, I always feel... this guy may still have a trump card to display!"
In Wang Teng's eyes, she saw the calm and crazy look of gamble like a wild wolf, without any fear.
With Wang Teng's unseen personality, maybe there is still a way to deal with it.
At that moment, a hint of curiosity appeared in her heart, wanting to see what Wang Teng would do next.
Zi Feng murmured for a moment, obviously not believing it, but she didn't dare to refute her sister's words. She could only watch quietly, praying in her heart that Wang Tengzhen's true self-real person would have a heavenly appearance and could escape this disaster.
Rumble! The terrifying aura is surging! The sky Qingyang activates the King's Cauldron. The huge shadow of Taotie on the King's Cauldron is like a doomsday natural disaster. Wang Teng appears extremely small.
Like an ant, facing a stormy wave, it may be doomed at any time.
"Wang Teng, your holy tree will be kept by me. In the future, when I am influential to the Great Yuan galaxy and even become famous in the Southern Wilderness Realm, I will definitely burn paper for you."
Tian Qingyang laughed wildly.
In his eyes, there was only Wang Teng's holy tree.
Even the deaths of Jian Feng, Jian Ming and others are no longer so important.
With this holy tree, he has the opportunity to transcend the Great Yuan galaxy and see the vast universe outside! This opportunity to change his destiny is nothing more important than this for a proud genius like him.
The disciples of Wanchen Sword Sect also burst into laughter. There would be no surprise this time, Wang Teng is dead.
"Is that so? I'm afraid it's not as easy as this."
However, just as their thoughts fell, Wang Teng sneered, then calmly took out an ancient knife from the space ring and gently stroked it.
"What kind of knife is that?"
Chapter completed!