Chapter 2225: Sweeping state

The 2225th chapter sweeping state
There were consternation and dissatisfaction, and many more dissatisfaction.
An ancient saint was slapped flying by a little saint monk like this. This is not a dream.
Don't think that the cultivation level gap is an insurmountable gap, this sentence is just a joke.
When the cultivation level is low, it is completely normal to cross the level of challenge. Everyone of the cultivators present has had this kind of experience.
And once the cultivation base has advanced to the great realm of the refining period, then wanting to cross the level challenge is tantamount to a dream.
As for the fact that a little saint can defeat an ancient saint, this is almost impossible.
However, this impossible thing appeared in front of them.
Yang Teng still maintains the sage realm cultivation base, looking at these ancient sages with disdain, "Just because of you rubbish, you are not my opponent, and you are worthy to challenge the master of the world, it is really irresponsible!"
No one would feel ashamed to be despised by Yang Teng. After all, Yang Teng was a strong man who defeated the powerful void predators, and dealing with them was just a matter of thought.
But being so humiliated by a monk in the realm of saints, who can bear it!
"Arrogant! Don't you know that the disaster comes from your mouth!" An ancient sage monk jumped out immediately, staring at Yang Teng with an angry expression, "You are looking for death!"
Before the voice fell, I saw the figure shaking in front of me.
The ancient sage was shocked, and then realized that this was the little monk in front of him who had taken the shot. With the previous lesson, this monk did not dare to be careless, and immediately used the strongest cultivation strength, raising his hand and blasting Yang Teng.
"You are the one looking for death!" Yang Teng blasted out with a punch, leaving a faint trace in the void, as if to divide the void into two.
What kind of fighting technique is this!
The onlookers couldn't help but exclaimed, a little monk whose cultivation level is only in the realm of saints can actually inspire such power, it is simply unimaginable.
This is too unbelievable.
No one can accept this situation. Seeing Yang Teng's punch, everyone knows that his ancient saint opponent will undoubtedly die.
Facts have proved that everyone's judgment is extremely correct. Although this monk's cultivation is in the realm of ancient saints, he still cannot withstand Yang Teng's punch.
With just a punch, a saint will kill an ancient saint.
Without any muddle, he directly blasted this ancient saint into scum, which was even more miserable than the first ancient saint.
With a punch, Yang Teng looked at the ancient saints with murderous intent, "I give you two choices, and you want to get out of the illusory realm alive. Standing here after three breaths, I can only say that I admire your courage. "
For a long time, Yang Teng didn't talk about the limitation of three breath time.
I still vaguely remember how many times he had said such domineering words when he was galloping horizontally and horizontally, leaving his opponent with three breaths time, and he would definitely die after three breaths.
Once again experiencing the joy of the year, Yang Teng seems to have returned to the year.
"Three! Two! One!" The speed of Yang Teng's timing definitely exceeded the normal three-breath time, which was definitely shortened by half.
"The time is up, all go to death!" Yang Teng hadn't planned to let these people go from the beginning.
The time of three breaths was fleeting, and I saw Yang Teng flying towards the ancient saints opposite.
At the same time, an angry shout came from the void: "This is the only battle between the challenger and the challenged. If others dare to intervene, they will provoke the majesty of the master!"
Wu Tian’s words have been very clear. This battle is the only battle between Yang Teng and these ancient saints. The monks who exceed this level of cultivation, such as those quasi-emperors who dare to take part, will surely attract the whole fantasy. The blow of the virtual world, and even the dream world.
Reluctantly, those quasi-emperor monks who were ready to move could only stand in place and watch the battle honestly.
They all know that any rash move will be the cruelest blow to meet them.
Don't question Yang Teng's strength, he is in control of that palace. Even super powerhouses like the former world master Su Wuchen have to bow their heads in front of Yang Teng, they are nothing.
The screams came one after another.
"Impossible! I'm not reconciled!"
"He is definitely not a saint realm cultivation base!"
"This is definitely suppressed by a certain emperor!"
A roar of despair, although a cry of irrationality, also represents a certain inference.
The saint monk, cross-level to kill the ancient saints, such a thing may happen, but it is definitely not the case, a saint chasing hundreds of ancient saints to fight.
Even a strong quasi-emperor realm who wants to fight against hundreds of ancient saints will inevitably pay a certain price, otherwise it will never be possible to defeat so many ancient saints.
The strength that Yang Teng showed was simply unacceptable.
Fighting against hundreds of ancient saints alone, not only did not fall under the wind, but had the absolute upper hand.
Seeing the ancient saints fall in a pool of blood, some quasi emperors began to look down.
"That little brother, but forgiving others and forgiving others, why bother to be so hostile? What can I say to sit down and talk about it." What specific topics can be discussed, and that is after the armistice, and They have nothing to do, they just don't want to watch these ancient saints die like this.
This monk thought with his heart that even if his words could not make the two sides truce, at least some people would support him.
However, as soon as the words were spoken, a brutal guard rushed over.
The monk was so frightened, "What are you going to do?"
"My family leader warned you in advance, whoever dares to intervene in this battle is damned!" The guard moved quickly, and the leader of the guards used the simplest words to tell the monk the cause of his death.
In a simple sprint, the monk fell into a pool of blood, and a living monk turned into a cloud of blood in a flash.
No one listens to verbal warnings, so use the most effective method.
Seeing this blood flower blooming, the quasi-emperor cultivators were unhappy, but helpless. Whoever dares to stand up to challenge the authority of the guards of the illusion world is to provoke the authority of the world lord Yang Teng. Blow.
In the small world, no one can compete with Yang Teng.
Even though there are thousands of unwillingnesses in my heart, I can only swallow with blood and tears.
A sense of humiliation flooded into the hearts of these quasi-emperor monks, one by one, full of anger, looking towards the battlefield.
Focusing on the battlefield again, everyone was dumbfounded.
In such a blink of an eye, most of the ancient saints who proposed to challenge the future realm master fell down, and only a few of them were still struggling to support the situation, but the situation was also precarious and would be collectively annihilated by that saint-level cultivator at any time. kill.
Yes, it is mass killing.
As a quasi-emperor monk, he still has this judgment.
Yang Teng used the sage realm cultivation base to firmly suppress hundreds of ancient sages, and had already killed most of them, and only a few of them were still resisting.
Such resistance is ultimately meaningless.
A monk fell at any time, but it was not the monk in the realm of saints.
If they were outside the small world, these quasi emperors would definitely rise up to support those ancient saints.
And now, with the severe warning just now, who would dare to be such an early bird?
The breath spreads over most of the void.
In just a quarter of an hour, hundreds of ancient saints died in the hands of a sage cultivator.
It was a one-sided massacre, and these ancient saints didn't even have any room to fight back.
"It's impossible!" A quasi emperor muttered as if he was frightened and stood still.
"There is nothing impossible, they are annihilated, it is their own responsibility!" Some people think that these people are dead.
The ancient sage realm cultivation level also dared to challenge Yang Teng, this is not sending death, what is sending death.
These quasi-emperor realm cultivators dare not say that they can defeat Yang Teng with absolute certainty.
In a moment of fighting, Yang Teng destroyed all the ancient saints who entered the small world.
A murderous glance glanced at these quasi-emperors, and then said: "Don't think that you are worthy to challenge the world master. The characters who will appear next will make you regret it for the rest of your life, but I hope you still have a chance to regret it."
After saying these words, Yang Teng strode towards his camp.
The guards broke out with earth-shattering roars, shouting cheer for this unknown little monk, but they didn't know that this person was their realm master Yang Teng.
Yang Teng walked to the side of the small world. His figure had not completely disappeared. In the opposite direction, a monk appeared.
The cultivation base of this monk was only in the realm of the ancient saints, but he locked his eyes on these quasi-emperors as soon as he appeared.
"Lord Lord said, to deal with your trash, Lord Lord will never come out personally, so I send a little incompetent monk to send you out."
The quasi-emperors who threatened to challenge Yang Teng knew nothing about the monk who appeared in front of them. The only thing they knew was that this monk was in the realm of ancient saints.
As for whether this ancient saint had any necessary connection with the saint just now, no one was sure.
The quasi-emperors can be sure that this person and the saint just now are definitely not the same.
A simple provocation will ignite everyone's passion.
No one would have thought that this person is also Yang Teng!
The body on the other side hadn't disappeared, and the second person appeared in the opposite direction. No matter how suspicion it was, the two people were actually the same.
Yang Teng's remarks were very meaningful, depending on how they judged them.
After a simple sentence, Yang Teng roared, like a tiger plunged into the flock, and launched a second killing.
It stands to reason that the great emperors of the fantasy world have suffered heavy losses. These quasi-emperors are the pillars of the future of the fantasy world. They shoulder the burden of rejuvenating the glory of the fantasy world. These people should be better trained and get more opportunities.
Yang Teng disagreed, and wanted to stabilize the situation in the dream world, sometimes using some necessary means to play an important role.