Chapter 1667: You make me stronger

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impossible! This is absolutely impossible!
Seeing Yang Teng vomiting blood, most people doubted their eyes, Yang Teng could not have been defeated like this.
There are also a few people who are secretly happy, they are very willing to see Yang Teng vomiting blood.
The Saint King and the strongest laughed loudly: "Yang Teng, I heard that you inherited the Heavenly Desolate Thirteen Swords from the Heavenly Desolate Emperor, which is invincible across the universe. Some people say that your strongest move is not within these thirteen knives, but your own creation. One of his tricks is called a swordsmanship."
Yang Teng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, no mood swings could be seen on his face.
"I don't think so, this is your strongest cut? It disappoints me too much!"
The Saint King powerhouse hooked his finger at Yang Teng, "Come on again! I want to see what you can do!"
"As you wish!" In the face of such a strong man, there is no need to talk nonsense, Yang Teng once again raised the Heavenly Sword in his hand.
The monks who are familiar with Yang Teng's slashing all know that this is a slashing start.
Just now, the stab didn't work, Yang Teng still needs to use a slash, can this work?
"Chop!" With a violent shout, Yang Teng once again slashed, as everyone thought, still slashing.
Mingyue once again appeared in front of the Saint King and powerful, still so bright and dazzling.
It was completely invisible that Yang Teng was seriously injured and his power remained unchanged.
"Small bugs!" The Saint King was extremely disdainful, two punches blasted out at the same time, countless shadows fell on the bright moon.
Just like last time, there was no suspense, the Mingyue hadn't burst yet, and the power of a slash was not shown at all, and it was exploded by the double fists of the Saint King and the strong.
Yang Teng flew out again, fell to the ground fiercely, struggled to stand up, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.
It can be seen that he suffered more severe injuries this time than last time.
Among the crowd, Yang Xin was anxious, holding a large number of various runes in her palms. As long as Yang Teng's life was in danger, Yang Xin would throw out all the runes without hesitation to ensure that Yang Teng was safe.
"Crap!" Lei Ming slammed his fist far away. He really couldn't figure out why Yang Teng was so persistent, knowing that a slash could not threaten the opponent, but he used the same trick twice. Isn't this an act of active death.
Zhongzhou Wang and others were also puzzled, why Yang Teng was so stupid.
But having said that, even though Yang Teng had lost both moves, he still had the power of a fight, not to the point of admitting defeat.
From this point of view, Yang Teng is obviously more powerful than many ancient saints who have lost under this saint king powerhouse.
"Yang Teng, I don't understand you a little bit, knowing that such a move does not pose any threat to me, you actually performed it a second time. Could it be that you don't have any other means!" The Saint King powerhouse looked at Yang Teng again.
He felt that Yang Teng could not be so stupid, there must be some conspiracy in it.
"Puff!" After spitting out the blood foam in his mouth, Yang Teng took out a wound healing pill and shook it at the strong Saint King.
"I see it, this is the wound healing pill I refined with my own hands. As long as you can't kill me at once, this little injury is nothing, I am exhausted to death!" Putting the wound healing pill into his mouth, Yang Teng quickly Absorb the power of healing pills, while still not forgetting to continue to anger opponents.
"Trash! You only have this little means. I will let you know today that your speed of taking drugs is not as fast as mine!"
Everyone felt that this saint king powerhouse said something nonsense.
Taking Zhishang Pill requires medicinal effects to work, no matter how powerful the Pills are, it cannot be faster than a monk.
"Then come again! Anyway, my wound healing pills are inexhaustible, I don't believe that your aura will never dry up!" Yang Teng seemed determined to consume it with the other party.
"As you wish! This punch does not kill you, it depends on how long you can support by taking drugs!" The Saint King was angry, and Yang Teng dared to provoke in this way, so that Yang Teng died in the treatment of injury. under!
"One cut!" Yang Teng raised the Tianhuangdao for the third time.
The Tianwu cultivators are all stupid, what exactly is Yang Teng going to do, how can there be such a fight.
A bright moon rose in front of the Saint King and the strong.
Without any hesitation, the strong saint king blasted his fist for the third time.
Perplexed, the Tianwu cultivators were still paying close attention to the battlefield situation.
No one believes that Yang Teng is stupid, and Yang Teng must have his reason for doing so.
"Boom!" The Saint King and the strong man blasted his fists on the bright moon.
According to the previous two situations, Mingyue was shattered by him, and Yang Teng was seriously injured and flew out backwards.
The saint king and the strong have already thought about it. He followed Fei and stepped on Yang Teng with one foot, making Yang Teng struggle under his feet, looking at Yang Teng’s helpless expression, and waiting for Yang Teng to ask for mercy. Over.
Gentle slope, many people can't bear to see Yang Teng injured for the third time, this time the Saint King's shot will definitely be more ruthless.
However, the situation on the battlefield was beyond everyone's expectations.
The bright moon did explode, but it was not because of the fist bombardment of the Saint King and the strong, but it turned into a bright spot in the sky.
"Master Yang's slash was successful!" Lei Mingyuan shouted in excitement.
The bright spots in the sky are like star buckets dotted in the night sky, trapping this powerful saint in the middle.
not good! The Saint King's heart trembled, he felt endless attacks from all directions around his body, and every bright spot seemed to be of little power, but as long as there was a little negligence, he would be hit.
Just now, I was still dreaming about stepping on Yang Teng's chest next step and humiliating him.
Facing endless crises in a blink of an eye.
The saint king and the strong reacted extremely fast, immediately changed his moves, his pair of punches continued one after another, blasting thousands of punches instantly.
The shadow of the Mantian Fist confronted the bright spots of the sky, making a roar every time it collided.
The bright spots were smashed into pieces, and one of the shadows of the powerful saint king would disappear.
"See how you can catch me!" Yang Teng laughed wildly, and Tianhuangdao raised and lowered.
Once again, Mingyue successfully burst, and the bright spots in front have not been completely resolved by the Saint King and strong, and there are more bright spots to join it.
It's so hidden!
Lei Mingyuan secretly admired that Yang Teng must have deliberately concealed his true strength the first two times, in order to paralyze his opponent and successfully cast the third sword.
The success of the third knife provided an opportunity to suppress the opponent.
Just as Lei Mingyuan thought, Yang Teng used a slash in the first two times, but did not show his strongest strength.
The third knife is his one that truly combines the power of the domain and the power of the road.
This knife is the strongest blow he has stimulated since his debut, reaching an unprecedented situation.
Before using the third sword, Yang Teng himself didn't know what power this sword could have after fusing the power of the domain and the power of the road.
Yang Teng was also somewhat surprised by being able to suppress the powerful Saint King.
Without thinking too much, Yang Teng cut ten knives instantly.
This is the limit he can now use a single blow.
The power of the ten knives were superimposed on each other, and the world suddenly changed color and the mountains and rivers collapsed, and the power was unimaginable.
The complexions of many ancient sage masters changed drastically. They did not dare to imagine what would happen if Yang Teng's ten swords superimposed power fell on them. I'm afraid the body will be fragmented and finally turned into a cloud of blood.
"Very good! You really didn't disappoint me!" Surrounded by bright spots in the sky, there was a roar from the powerful saint king.
The monks of Tianwu were extremely looking forward to whether or not this Saint King could be killed.
If such a violent attack can't defeat the opponent, who else can Tianwu be his opponent!
Hearing the roar of the saint king, Yang Teng secretly cried out as a pity.
This was his limit. Even if he forced another slash, it didn't make any sense. The power was too weak.
"Boom!" There was a violent explosion, and all the bright spots in the sky went out.
That's it! Lei Mingyuan shook his body and almost fell off the chair.
Such attacks have been cracked, this person is invincible!
There was silence, silence as death.
Countless pairs of eyes stared into the battlefield.
"He! He is injured!" I don't know who shouted tremblingly.
The Saint King powerhouse stood opposite Yang Teng, his clothes were messy, there were many damages, and he looked a little embarrassed.
If you look closely, you will find the interesting and subtle scarlet that is almost invisible at the corner of the Saint King's mouth.
It was boiling, and all the Tianwu monks cheered.
Although Yang Teng failed to kill this Saint King powerhouse, he also caused a certain amount of damage to the opponent.
Even a trace of scarlet that is almost invisible, it means that the opponent's abdomen was severely injured, and only a trace of blood shed.
How glorious it is to severely injure a strong saint king with the cultivation of the semi-holy realm!
Yang Teng fought the Conferred God and quickly became the God of War in the hearts of all the Tianwu monks, irreplaceable!
"Puff!" The saint king made no evasiveness, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"You deserve to be a disciple of the Great Emperor Tianhuang, you really can't underestimate it!" The strong saint nodded slightly, "If I have the same level of cultivation as you, there is absolutely no possibility of defeating you."
Regarding this, the Tianwu cultivators smiled slightly. Since Yang Teng's debut, he has not heard of any opponent in the same realm that can defeat him.
"If you are at a low cultivation level, you can definitely cross multiple levels to challenge." The saint king suddenly laughed wildly: "It's a pity that you and I are both in the realm of the refining period. In this realm, my cultivation is higher than you. Three realms, this is an insurmountable chasm chasm, and you Yang Teng can't erase this gap! Come on!"
That's it!
The hearts of the Tianwu cultivators sank, especially those who were in the great realm of the cultivation stage, and they knew how difficult it is to cross the level challenge in this realm.
Yang Teng can easily defeat the saints and challenge the ancient saints, but he has absolutely no strength to challenge the powerful saints!
This is as insurmountable as the law of heaven and earth.
"Really! Your self-confidence is very strong." A sarcastic smile appeared on Yang Teng's stern face.
After performing ten times in a row, Yang Teng did not continue to attack, taking advantage of the opportunity of the opponent to crack the bright spot of the sky, swallowing a few Spirit Gathering Pills.
The aura in the body was replenished to a certain extent, and Yang Teng once again recovered his fighting power and became radiant again.
"It seems that you still don't know enough about me!" Yang Teng suddenly put away the Tianhuangdao, "Don't think that I only have one cut, let you feel my boxing skills!"
Everything in front is preparing for now.
Yang Teng knew that a slash could not kill the opponent, as long as it could hurt the opponent, it would be the greatest success.