The demon Youqing lay there and turned into a human form, covered in blood, which was terrible.

Mo Tao's face was gloomy, he jumped onto the ring and hugged Mo Youqing.

When he left, he looked at Wang Teng as if he could kill someone.

In the pupils, strands of murderous aura spread, making the temperature on the ring bit cold.

Wang Teng sneered at this and didn't care.

Anyway, the beam has been formed, so it doesn’t matter if it deepens.

"In this battle, Wang Tengsheng."

On the rostrum, Deacon Hua shook his head and sighed, never thinking that the battle would end so quickly, and then chuckled at Wang Teng and said, "Do you need it, cultivate it."

"No, just go to the next game."

Wang Teng said calmly.

Deacon Hua nodded silently and looked at the boy in black clothes not far away.

At this moment, the boy in black shirt had slowly stood up. Behind him, the black heavy sword as big as a door panel made a buzzing sound, as if he could not wait to take action.

The deep and cold eyes of the boy in black-shirt stared at Wang Teng, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth was particularly cold.

"It's our turn finally."

Boom! After saying that, he jumped and jumped to the ring. At this moment, he finally showed his strong and domineering side. The moment his feet fell on the ring, it immediately became like a big mountain landing, causing the entire square to tremble. His body was tall and slender, full of the charm of a straight gun, spreading sharp fluctuations.

As the sun shines, his body is embedded with a layer of gold edge, making his temperament even more like a mountain.

"Go on."

Wang Teng flipped his palm and took out the God-Destroying Sword and held it in his palm. He had no intention of talking about him. The ceremonies between him and the Suzaku Sect were too deep.

Even if the Zhuque Sect has plans to retaliate, he will solve the problem if he comes.

When he spoke, a red light flashed on his right hand, and a red musket appeared, exuding a powerful and shocking aura, as if it could burn the sky and destroy the universe.

"That's... the Fire Dragon World-Destroying Spear!"

An uproar occurred in the square.

This is the treasure of Butian Palace to maintain the sect. It was once famous in the universe, but it never thought it would fall into Wang Teng's hands.

At this moment, in the eyes of many people, Wang Teng is a treasure house of divine weapons, a monument of life and death, a destruction sword, a fire dragon world-destroying spear, a cosmic mother tripod, and a piece of weapons that are really dazzling.

The boy in black-shirt's eyes were also slightly solemn. Of course, he knew the power of the Fire Dragon World-Destroying Spear. This gun contained a dragon soul. In the red gun body and the flames evaporate, the slightest dragon roar burst out, making the pores in his body slightly tightened, as if an ancient dragon was staring at him coldly. No matter how extraordinary he was, he was a little nervous inside.

"Very good. It seems that your combat power will not disappoint me. I am looking forward to the next battle."

The boy in black licked his dry lips with his tongue, and he smiled faintly with a fighting spirit.

This looks like a fighting beast. It has been a long time since there was a great battle. I am very yearning and longing for it.

Boom! He took off the nameless heavy sword behind him, grabbed the old hilt with both hands, and his whole aura suddenly became fierce. A strong wind swelled in his body, causing sand and stones to fly on the ring, and the roar of the cold wind roared.

Countless people were focused and looked at them without blinking.

Everyone thought to themselves that this is likely to be the most intense battle at the Hundred Tribes Conference, and they don’t want to miss every moment.

Even Deacon Hua on the rostrum had his palms slightly stopped drinking tea, and his eyes were still staring at the ring with bright lights flashing.

"kill!"

The tense atmosphere lasted for a while. Just when many people were breathing slightly, Wang Teng and the rising aura of the black-shirt boy finally stopped. A light flashed through the eyes of the black-shirt boy, and a murderous and deep voice immediately came from his mouth. The heavy sword in his hand rotated violently, stabbing Wang Teng's chest with a fierce sword.

The heavy sword rubbed against the air and suddenly sounded, and countless sounds of sonic booms. There were waves of mushroom clouds rising on the ancient sword body, which made the sword look terrifying and as if it could penetrate everything in the world.

A sense of terror emerged in many people's hearts.

The "power" of this sword is indeed very strong, the air is shaking violently, and their hearts are like they are being held by an invisible big hand, which is very uncomfortable.

No one had ever thought that the black heavy sword looked so heavy, but was used by the boy in black, but it was lifted lightly and the sword was grand.

With the tremendous pressure and the roar of madness, Wang Teng's thick long hair was scattered, but bursts of divine light were emitted in his eyes. He grabbed the Fire Dragon World-Destroying Spear and fired a huge shot directly.

The endless flames blew, like a volcano erupting, a long red dragon rushing, instantly opening its huge mouth and biting the heavy sword of the boy in black shirt.

The power burst out inside the red dragon is enough to overturn the mountains.

After the two collided, a dazzling light exploded immediately.

However, what was terrifying was that the sword light of the heavy sword was extremely sharp, cutting the phantom of the fire dragon shot out of Wang Teng's fire dragon world-destroying spear in half and slashing it at Wang Teng's throat.

Countless people exclaimed.

Even the power of the Fire Dragon World-Destroying Spear could not stop the power of the heavy sword. The power of the black-shirted boy's sword was really amazing.

Wang Teng also frowned. The black-shirted boy's physical strength was also very strong, and he was definitely not inferior to him.

Otherwise, this sword would never have such destructive power.

Naturally, he could not stop. At that moment, he pointed out his finger and used the fourth finger of the ultimate killing finger - to control all things! This is the great force of the ultimate killing finger. Wang Teng once could not understand this step.

As the strength improves, it can finally be achieved.

Swish swish swish swish... A series of lights shot out, like chains of order, bound the black heavy sword of the boy in black, making the heavy sword turn, and stabbed it hard at the boy in black, surging all of them, trying to break the boy in black into blood mist.

There was a commotion in the square immediately.

Countless people were shocked. Wang Teng's finger power was so mysterious that he attacked the enemy.

This is somewhat similar to the transfer method of the Zhuque Sect, but it seems even more magical.

The boy in black also had a sudden retraction. He never thought that Wang Teng could do this trick. In a panic, his body immediately sank and fell down, and he was about to avoid the sword.

But the heavy sword still passed through his neck, leaving a blood mark and a string of long hair that drifted from the air.

The atmosphere between heaven and earth is slightly frozen.

The boy in black was actually injured.

Zi Ke'er's pretty face flashed with a hint of shock. Since the boy in black was noticed, no matter what kind of enemy he encountered, Feng Qingyundan defeated him.
Chapter completed!