Chapter 1917: Who killed who is still unknown

The first thousand and seventeen chapters who killed who is still unknown
Will there be any suspense when the quasi-emperor fights the ancient saints?
Of course, there is no suspense, perhaps the only suspense is that the emperor will kill this ancient saint with a few moves.
One move or two moves? There are no more than three tricks!
No matter how strong the ancient sage can handle the three tricks of the quasi emperor, it can be called a proud moment of glory in his life.
As for the counterattack, don't even think about it. The ancient saints were like a ball of dough in front of the Emperor Zhun.
It happened to be the standard recognized by this person, which was broken again.
In the ancient times, Emperor Zhun could not restrain the ancient saint, and was punched on the back of his hand by the ancient saint Yang Teng.
There was a bang, no matter where it was hitting the back of the Zhun Emperor's hand, it was clearly hitting his face.
He humiliated all the quasi-emperors during the reign of Emperor Xugu.
Hearing this sound, Long Jingtian and the old man trembled in their hearts at the same time. It was just a move, Yang Teng was hit, and the situation was dangerous.
Through spiritual communication, Long Jingtian did not detect that his owner was injured, nor did he feel any discomfort in his body.
Long Jingtian was surprised, didn't the ancient monk exert his strength?
The information that was sent back through his divine sense immediately made Long Jingtian ecstatic and uncomfortable that the other party slapped his master, but the master punched the back of the opponent's hand.
This fist age is unlikely to cause any harm to the opponent, but it can definitely be called a great victory.
Maybe, this is the first time in history that an ancient saint has punched Zhundi.
Immediately, Long Jingtian's expression dimmed, and the more he was like this, the other party suffered a big loss, and the less he would let his master go.
After the old man figured out the situation, he also worried about Yang Teng.
The other two quasi-emperors let out a few cold snorts, annoyed that their companions could not keep up.
The quasi-emperor who received Yang Teng's punch was ashamed and irritated. Even if his opponent was a quasi-emperor realm cultivation base, he would never want to punch him so easily.
This little monk!
"I'm going to kill you!" The gloomy monk was furious, opened his big hands and grabbed Yang Teng's chest straight.
He wanted to break Yang Teng's chest, crush the little monk's heart, and smash him into thousands of pieces before he could breathe.
Yang Teng hit the target with a punch, and did not show a look of ecstasy, which was completely in his expectation.
"There are many people who want to kill me, how old are you!" The footsteps swiftly moved, raising the body to the strongest, and the body turned into countless phantoms.
For a while, the quasi emperor on the opposite side could not recognize which Yang Teng's deity was, and the sight of the little monk was everywhere.
"Puff! Puff! Puff!" After several consecutive times, his big palm fell to nothing, and he could not catch Yang Teng's body. It felt like he was about to catch Yang Teng, but it was actually just a shadow of Yang Teng.
"Take me another punch!" Yang Teng's fist blasted out, touching the back of the opponent's hand before shouting.
The monk with a gloomy expression heard Yang Teng's shout, it was too late.
"Pop!" The back of his hand was punched again, this time with great strength, the gloomy monk felt a fiery pain on the back of his hand, and then he felt numbness on the back of his hand.
He couldn't remember how many years he hadn't had such an experience. The last time he was punched twice in a row, it seemed that when he was at the cultivation level of an ancient saint, he was at the same level as the little monk in front of him.
The gloomy monk's lungs were about to explode with anger, deceiving people too much!
On the two battlefields over there, the four quasi-emperors who were fighting fiercely were shocked collectively.
If Yang Teng's first punch took advantage of the gloomy face and the monk was unprepared, and he succeeded by surprise, how to explain the second punch.
Without time to pay attention to the feelings of others, Yang Teng took advantage of the situation and pursued, "Take me another punch!"
The more he fought, the more confident he became, Yang Teng fully brought out the power of Void Invincible Fist, combined with the unpredictable body technique, actually suppressed his opponent to start the fight.
No way!
Is this really a battle between an ancient saint and a quasi emperor, not a strong man who is infinitely close to the emperor and a quasi emperor?
No matter how you look at it, both sides seem to be completely opposite in cultivation level. Yang Teng should be the strong with higher cultivation level, and the gloomy monk on the opposite side is the weak.
The monk's face was gloomy, and his heart was cold.
Back then, the emperor sealed him with supreme magical powers, and he thought that after the seal was unlocked, he would surely do something earth-shattering.
But never thought that the first battle to unlock the seal would severely teach him a lesson.
Is this era so crazy now, can a little monk in the realm of ancient saints ride on his neck painful?
If the ancient saints of this era are so crazy, he would like to be sealed again immediately, and never untie the seal.
This world is too crazy and too scary.
Long Jingtian is going crazy, the master is so powerful?
The battle displayed by the master does not seem to be under him.
"Pop!" The third punch!
Yang Teng's fist accurately hit the target.
The monk with a gloomy expression was about to be mad at death. He didn't have any reservations. After taking a punch, he immediately displayed his full strength, but he was still beaten twice by Yang Teng.
What is even more annoying is that the three punches are in the same place!
It's too bullying, isn't it obvious, it's just going to hit the back of your hand so that you know it but you can't resist it.
This kind of humiliation is even more embarrassing than being hit by an opponent and vomiting blood.
"I'm going to kill you!" The gloomy monk had red eyes, and he couldn't wait to eat Yang Teng in one bite.
"I know, you said it." Yang Teng sneered: "Alas, you are still a strong man in the ancient times. This strength is really not enough. You still want to kill me. Have you not noticed that your body is abnormal!"
what? The other party didn't understand Yang Teng's meaning. His body was very good. After unlocking the seal, he confirmed that there was no problem with his body and his cultivation was in the realm of Quasi-Emperor. Only then did he prepare to integrate into this era.
At the same time of the shot, Yang Teng reminded the other party, "The part where the back of the hand was beaten, take a good look to see if the palm is no longer felt."
Regardless of whether Yang Teng frightened him or not, the other party didn't dare to be careless, and immediately used his spiritual sense to detect the back of his beaten hand.
what! This probe didn't matter, but the result surprised him.
As Yang Teng said, he could no longer feel the existence of this hand.
The divine consciousness can only move to the wrist position. Needless to say, when the aura moves to the wrist, it cannot continue to flow to the palm.
This feeling is very strange, this hand seems to be cut off, but it grows well.
In fact, it is better to be cut off, the palm of the hand is cut off, so that a strong person in the cultivation realm will almost regenerate the palm of his hand when his consciousness moves.
But how does the palm grow?
Do you want to self-mutilate, cut off your palm, and regenerate a hand?
Normal people would never think that way, nor would they cut off their hands cruelly.
Moreover, Yang Teng managed to achieve this, how could he easily cut off his palm.
Both fists blasted out a fist shadow, countless fists fell in the storm, entangled the opponent tightly, and did not give the opponent a chance to cut his palm.
"What kind of combat technique are you! Why can't I feel the palm of my hand!" The monk with a gloomy face was terrified, and this feeling was more terrifying than losing his palm.
Yang Teng didn't have time to answer him, before the opponent hadn't reacted, both fists slammed into the opponent's other hand.
This time, Yang Teng was not easy to succeed.
Just now, three punches hit the target, and several strange breaths were input into the back of the opponent's hand at the same time, completely taking advantage of the opponent's defense.
The reason why the gloomy monk could not feel the palm of his hand was that several unique auras in Yang Teng played a magical role.
At the moment when his fist touched the back of the opponent's hand, Yang Teng controlled his strength, and the output power was just enough to numb the opponent's palm, but he could not feel the breath change.
Normally, Yang Teng is unlikely to succeed.
First irritate the opponent, make the opponent feel unstable, and then slam the opponent, forcing the opponent to focus on the battle, so that the opponent will be tricked.
Now that the gloomy monk had noticed it, of course he would not let Yang Teng succeed easily.
After a few moves, Yang Teng determined that it was impossible to repeat the trick, and the other party was not so stupid.
Change the attack method immediately.
Yang Teng's fighting method against the enemy is more than just boxing. He has a stronger ultimate ultimate move that is useless.
After resolving Yang Teng's attacks several times, the gloomy monk realized that he had been fooled.
This cunning little monk, hitting the back of his hand three times in a row, had no lethality at all.
The reason why he couldn't feel the presence of his palm was that at the moment he was beaten, the little monk input other breaths into the back of his hand, causing his palm to be numb.
Some monks with some knowledge know that there is more than one kind of spiritual energy in the universe.
There are many kinds of breaths that are restrained from spirits, and breaths that are completely different from spirits.
Although it was impossible to tell what breath the little monk had input into the back of his hand, the monk with a gloomy expression could be sure that the aura was not very harmful and did not spread along his arm to his body.
In this case, just ignore this hand, there is no need to cut it off.
I believe it won't take long, the breath of the back of the hand will slowly dissipate, and it will be fine.
The first task now is to kill this guy. Only with his head can he wash away the humiliation.
One hand to meet the enemy is enough!
After thinking about everything, the gloomy monk once again committed an arrogant problem.
He didn't underestimate Yang Teng, but he didn't take Yang Teng seriously.
The facts are also developing in the direction he expected. After Yang Teng's methods were seen through, the power of the attack dropped greatly. Without the aggressiveness just now, the situation began to change to the gloomy monk.
"Ignorance junior! Think you can defeat the old man with a little special means! You are still too tender, the old man will kill you!" The gloomy monk became proud again.
A weird smile crossed Yang Teng's face, "You said three times that you want to kill me. Am I still alive? Are you sure you can kill me? Instead of me killing you!"
The gloomy monk suddenly felt an unpleasant feeling in his heart. Does this little monk still have any means to use it?
Impossible, how could a little monk in the realm of ancient saints possess so many magical methods.
He was still comforting himself, he felt the light in front of him skyrocketing, and the blade of light came on him.
A bright moon rises.
Cut in one fell swoop!