The poisonous son has been trained to 999, and only one is enough to achieve success. Even so, the palm power that bursts out is extremely fierce.

Even if a person of the hero level like them is hit, if one is not careful, he may directly turn into pus and blood and die.

The palm mentioned by Duzi is obviously this palm.

"Then you come."

Wang Teng just smiled faintly.

After breaking through the thirty-two realms of the Supreme, he also has strong confidence in himself and is not afraid at all.

"This is something you asked for. My pest is extremely vicious. If you hurt you, don't blame me."

Poison smiled happily.

After working hard for so many years, he didn't want his efforts to be vain. With a loud bang, he immediately slapped Wang Teng with a palm and slapped him hard.

In an instant, endless poisonous gas burst out from his palm, carrying a foul smell and a huge corrosive smell, causing the space to melt on a large scale, exuding a strong destructive feeling.

Gongsun Fang, Xuan Xun and Zi Ling couldn't help but change their faces.

If the flesh and blood meet, it will almost certainly die and instantly turn into pus and blood.

Wuyazi's face also changed slightly. He really didn't want to let the battle continue.

But Wang Teng had agreed, and he couldn't say much. The palm that Poison Zi played was stronger than he expected.

Many people around him laughed out loud with some gloating.

In fact, their thoughts were similar to those in Duzi.

Is it inappropriate to let an outsider represent the Five Poison Immortal Sect to attend the Demon Festival?

They also hope that Poison can grab this place back.

Bang! However, facing this palm, Wang Teng did not dodge or avoid and let the palm slap him.

As a result, Wang Teng did not retreat at all, and there was an extremely powerful golden light on his body, allowing the palm to resist perfectly, and even the poisonous gas did not enter his body.

"How is this possible!"

Duzi's face suddenly changed drastically and he said in a daze.

He could not believe his eyes.

Wang Teng didn't dodge or shut up, and he took his palm, and the extremely vicious palm power did not even cause any damage to him.

It was as if Wang Teng's entire body was natural, and it was a magic weapon, but the poisonous gas in his palm could not be harmed at all.

All the Five Poison Immortal Sects around were shocked.

This means that Wang Teng's physique has reached a very advanced level. Even the heroes of many first-class forces are far from there.

It is a fantasy for a young man to have such a physical constitution.

In fact, it is precisely because Wang Teng has now reached the 32nd level of Supreme Being, and his Great Sage Body has also reached the third level. Ordinary attacks are useless to him.

The most important thing is that he has a holy tree in his body to protect his body and is immune to all poisons, so this palm is useless to him.

"Are you convinced now?"

Wang Teng's body shook, and a powerful recoil force exploded. The poisonous son was shocked and flew backwards in a mess, smashing it hard on a rockery not far from the yard, smashing it down, and said lightly.

Duzi was filled with horror and could no longer speak.

The Thousand Poisons Hands I worked hard to train can kill many heroes, but they cannot hurt Wang Teng at all. The other party's physique was really beyond his imagination.

At this time, Wuyazi couldn't help laughing.

Originally, he thought that something might happen in this fight, and was a little worried, but now he finally felt relieved and shouted: "Serious disciple, why don't you apologize to the young master quickly."

Duzi's face turned red. Witnessing Wang Teng's strength, his dissatisfaction finally subsided.

At that moment, he covered his chest and stood up staggeringly, bowed to Wang Teng and said ashamed: "Young Master is so profound that he is far from being able to reach the point of being inferior to being inferior."

Wang Teng just looked calm and said to Wuyazi: "You'd better go quickly."

"Yes, yes, please..." Wuyazi nodded quickly, smiled and made a gesture of inviting others, leading the way ahead.

After witnessing Wang Teng's strength, he felt even more supportive of Wang Teng. Maybe the latter has great hope and help them win the championship of this Demon Festival.

So he was naturally even more attentive to Wang Teng.

The other disciples of the Five Poison Immortal Sect looked at each other, and couldn't help but startle and followed, and no longer dared to underestimate Wang Teng.

This disciple of the old man is indeed terrible, far from comparable to the genius outside.

...There are many people on the street, all rushing in one direction.

Wang Teng followed the crowd for about half a quarter of an hour and finally arrived at a large square in a certain area of ​​the Demon City.

At this time, there were dense crowds of people gathered in the square, with noise soaring into the sky and sounding, which could shatter the clouds in the sky, and the atmosphere was extremely hot.

"Haha, Brother Wuyazi, long time no see, don't be fine."

At this time, a loud laugh spread. Sun Zhou walked over not far away and smiled affectionately at Wuyazi.

"polite."

Wuyazi also bowed to him, looking friendly.

In fact, the two of them were smiling indifferently. Everyone knew that the competitive relationship between the seven major demon sects was very fierce, and there was a lot of friction between them. If they had the chance, they wanted to kill each other.

The Demons' Grand Tournament is one of their competition places.

"I guess this is the helper who I personally came here this time. I heard that he is the disciple of the old man who is not yet awesome."

Then Sun Zhou smiled at Wang Teng.

However, Wang Teng had already turned his head.

Because he had seen Mo Wushuang and Sun Yaoyang, these guys knew him.

This made Sun Zhou and Wuyazi stunned, not understanding why this was the case.

Sun Zhou asked patiently with a smile: "Young Master, what does it mean?"

In the fastest time, Wang Teng took out an iron mask from the space ring and put it on his face. He smiled hoarsely: "It's nothing, it's just a teacher. Tell me to try not to show up in public, so it's best to wear a mask."

Sun Zhou only felt that Wang Teng's eyes were a little familiar.

The same is true for Mo Wushuang and Sun Yaoyang around him. But after so long, Wang Teng's strength has increased a lot, and his temperament has changed a lot invisibly, so they just feel familiar and can't recognize anything.

"Young Master, we didn't really fight last time, so I'll ask you for advice next time."

At this time, Kui Kun said to Wang Teng.

After this period of investigation, they found nothing and roughly confirmed that Wang Teng was the successor of the old man who was not yet in the world.

Unfortunately, the other party is helping the Five Poison Immortal Sect now, which is equivalent to standing opposite to their Heavenly Demon Wuji Sect.

So, for Wang Teng, he couldn't help but feel a hint of hostility in his eyes.

"I'm just thinking that way, too."

Wang Teng smiled coldly.

Not only Kui Kun, Sun Zhou is his biggest enemy.

So he really has no good expression on the Demon Wuji Sect.

Sun Zhou originally wanted to win over Wang Teng, but seeing that Wang Teng didn't seem to be very friendly to him, the originally kind smile on his face could only freeze for a moment, and after saying a few words to Wuyazi casually, he turned around and left with a slightly ugly expression.

He is the leader of the sect and he is still disdainful of doing anything, and he is a hot face and a cold butt.
Chapter completed!