Chapter 1408: Crazy move

The first thousand four hundred and eight chapters of crazy behavior
Many people in the audience wanted to ridicule Yang Teng for being too arrogant, and many prepared words came to their lips.
Before they could say it, the monk on the stage had already punched.
Both fists hit Yang Teng's chest at the same time.
But seeing Yang Teng as steady as a mountain, his feet seemed to have taken root, standing firmly on the ring.
There were no scars on the chest after two punches, and no blood shed from the corners of his mouth.
On the contrary, it was the monk who threw his fist, his feet were unstable, and he strode back seven or eight steps, and then he barely stood firm.
With a dull and horrified expression on his face, the monk couldn't figure out what kind of combat skills Yang Teng was, with such a strong defensive ability and extremely strong rebounding force, which almost caused him to injure his own fists.
Yang Teng shook his head straight, "Your power is not good, at best, it's a ticklish, come on, there are two more tricks, I'm about to make a move!"
With this punch just now, the monk had some reservations and did not display all his power.
The second time he punched, he no longer had any reservations, swiftly mobilized all his strength, and blasted out the second punch with a roar.
"Boom!" The fist hit the void, making a booming sound burst, with invincible momentum!
With such a punch, a high mountain will also be blasted down, how can the flesh and blood resist?
Many people closed their eyes. This arrogant Yang Teng was killed by himself.
"Boom!" The monk's double fists accurately landed on Yang Teng's chest for the second time.
"Ah!" followed by a scream.
When it was over, Yang Teng must have been wounded, and might even be killed by a punch. Hearing this scream, he knew the consequences would be serious.
wrong! After the screams, Yang Teng still stood there with a smile, and his raised palm extended two fingers, indicating that this was the opponent's second move.
And the monk who attacked Yang Teng with a fist had a pale face. One of his fists was severely injured, his skin was ripped apart, revealing Bai Sensen's bones.
What's happening here! The monks who watched the battle were dumbfounded, and Yang Teng seemed to feel no sense when two punches of such power fell on him.
What is his cultivation realm?
With such a violent pair of fists, even a saint-level powerhouse cannot remain indifferent. Is Yang Teng's cultivation level still above the realm of saints?
impossible!
Yang Teng was clearly the eighth-layer congenital cultivation base of the Juyuan Period. The monks present could clearly see that this was not because Yang Teng had hidden his cultivation base.
Even more shocked was the monk who shot Yang Teng. He completely forgot the pain from his fist injury and stared at Yang Teng blankly.
"You! How did you do it!" The monk had a huge doubt in his heart. If he didn't figure this out, he didn't have the courage to continue making moves.
Yang Teng's defense is so strong that he can't break through his defense no matter how he fights. How to fight, it is better to give up as soon as possible.
At this point, a retreat came into his heart.
Yang Teng sneered: "If I asked you what you are best at, would you tell me what you are good at! If you want to do it, hurry up, don't blame me for doing it again!"
The monk suddenly woke up, he still had another chance.
If he cannot defeat Yang Teng this time, he has no confidence in defeating Yang Teng.
People stood here motionless and let him take any shots. He couldn't hurt Yang Teng. I really don't know how Yang Teng would resist after taking the shot.
No, it must be effective this time!
A smirk appeared on the monk's face, and he took out a long sword casually.
"Yang Teng! You let me make three moves first, you didn't say that I was not allowed to use weapons, right!"
Yang Teng laughed: "Since I dare to let you make three moves first, I certainly don't care whether you use your bare hands or use weapons. Come on, this is your last chance. You must grasp it."
No way! Hearing Yang Teng's words, the cultivators were in an uproar. They stood still here, allowing their opponents to make arbitrary moves, and allowed the use of weapons. Yang Teng was really looking for death!
"Woo!" The cultivator on the opposite side stabbed out with a sword. This time, he changed his direction.
The first two punches hit Yang Teng's chest, which did not cause any harm to Yang Teng, but instead caused his own fist to be injured.
Maybe Yang Teng was wearing a treasure like armor with extremely high defense power.
If he continues to attack Yang Teng's chest, it will certainly not have a very good effect.
Therefore, the monk changed the attack direction, and the long sword stabs at Yang Teng's front door.
The direction the sword was pointing was Yang Teng's right eye.
Eyes are very weak parts of the human body and are more susceptible to injury than other parts. Very few people can practice the eyes, unless it is an extremely peculiar exercise and combat skills, they will practice the eyes.
Otherwise, the eyes hardly have any defensive ability.
"Shoo!" The sword pierced the space, making a terrifying sound, piercing Yang Teng's eyes.
The monks held their breath and stared without blinking their eyes. They wanted to witness whether Yang Teng could still use his super defensive ability this time to withstand the attack of this sword.
I saw Yang Teng standing there, his feet motionless, his face still holding a faint smile, his eyes never blinking, just looking at the sword pierced in front of him.
"Ding!" With a crisp sound, the opponent's sword suddenly stopped an inch away in front of Yang Teng's eyes.
The cultivator felt the power coming back from his arm, and the sword seemed to have pierced an extremely hard iron plate, unable to pierce for half a minute.
Moreover, the sound that it made was also a symphony of gold and iron.
At this moment, an illusion occurred in the monk's heart. Is this Yang Teng not a body of flesh and blood, different from a normal human monk's body, a body made of steel?
"The third trick is over, now it's my turn to fight back!" Yang Teng didn't give the monk too much time to think.
With a loud shout, both fists used Void Shattering Fist, and two steel-like fists suddenly blasted out.
"Boom!" The power of the double fists made the cultivator on the opposite side frightened. Is this the strength that the Congenital Eighth Heaven Realm should have in the Juyuan Period?
How could he have an illusion that Yang Teng is more like a semi-holy powerhouse.
The monk reacted very quickly, and immediately swung his sword to resist.
"Crotch!" Yang Teng's fist hit the sharpest part of the opponent's sword accurately.
The sharp blade did not pierce Yang Teng’s fist. Just as the monk thought in his heart, Yang Teng’s body was completely covered by the diamond cover, and any part of his body was extremely hard. This was not only reflected in the defense, Yang Teng took the initiative to attack, and the fist also With this superimposed power.
The opponent felt his arm numb, and the sword was almost blown away by Yang Teng.
"If you can block my punch, you are worth showing off!" Yang Teng shouted, "Come on, I think you can resist a few more times."
"Boom!" The power of a pair of iron fists was even stronger under the power bonus of the diamond cover.
This was a result that Lan Qinian, who passed him the Void Shattering Fist, could not have imagined.
"Crotch!" It was another clash of gold and iron.
The opponent felt that this arm was about to be abolished, and the power transmitted by the sword made him unimaginable.
"You punched me twice, I have already returned." Yang Teng closed his fist.
The monk felt relieved, and seeing this posture, Yang Teng was no longer ready to attack, it was great.
"But you also stabbed me with a sword. I can't take it for nothing. I'm not good at using swords, so I can only exchange it with a knife. You are optimistic. As long as you take my sword, you can Forgive you not to die!" Yang Teng took out the Tianhuangdao casually.
Although Void Shattering Fist is very powerful, it is not as powerful as Tianhuangdao.
Isn't this an obvious reason? No matter how powerful the fist of a flesh and blood body is, it can still be as big as an imperial weapon!
"Let's take it!" Yang Teng shouted, and Tianhuangdao once again inspired a bright moon.
The so-called one trick to eat fresh, Yang Teng's most proud swordsmanship is one slash, naturally he will use it without restrictions.
not good! The cultivator facing him was frightened, but he had seen the power of Yang Teng's move.
Now experience it for yourself, the taste is different.
Seeing that the big beard man fell down with the sword just now, this monk was already very wary of Yang Teng's slash and knew the power of the sword.
Now it's his turn, and he will truly experience the power of a slash.
The monk only felt the front, back, left and right of his body, all wrapped in a bright spot, the sword that was dancing rapidly, as long as the slightest gap appeared, it would be taken advantage of by the light.
With a burst of sound, the monk was hit with countless knives.
He also failed to escape the fate of the big beard.
The sword in his hand couldn't move quickly, the palm of his hand loosened, and the sword fell to the ground.
Then a big foot appeared in front of him, sending him out of the arena.
Without any accident, the monk closed his eyes and lost his breath after falling on the ground.
Regarding this, Yang Teng ignored it, carrying the Tianhuangdao towards the next opponent.
"I didn't make you wait anxious, I said it will be very fast. You guys at this level, if you say a knife, you will be despised. Anyway, it won't take half an hour to kill them all."
The third opponent was already shocked.
Yang Teng's defensive ability was amazing. He watched the last battle carefully and couldn't find any way to crack Yang Teng's defense.
But Yang Teng's attack ability is stronger, how can this be dealt with.
Knowing this a long time ago, he shouldn't challenge Yang Teng on the impulse.
Now there is no retreat, I can only bite the bullet.
Before he could say something, Yang Teng said: "There are still six. It's too slow to play one after another. There are others waiting to challenge you. I can't dominate the arena alone. I don't like this. Okay, you six will go together. I will also work harder to solve the battle as soon as possible and give the arena to others."
what's the situation!
Not only were these six opponents dumbfounded, but the monks in the audience were also dumbfounded.
Yang Teng wants to challenge six emperors of the Void Refining Stage at once?
Are you sure he is not crazy?
The old sloppy smile outside the crowd, "This madman, only God knows what crazy actions he can do next moment."
Many of the monks who watched the battle below stared at Yang Teng, and their eyes burst out brightly.
At this moment, many true peerless geniuses recognized Yang Teng in their hearts and regarded Yang Teng as a true opponent.
After being said by the old sloppy, Yang Teng immediately said something that made everyone crazy.