" Alright, that's exactly what I'm thinking…" Wang Teng extended his hand. He held the Celestial Emperor Ancient Sword in his hand. The ancient sword had a traditional design. One side of it was purple, and the other side was gold. During the years that Wang Teng had transmigrated, he had been nurturing it with his mind. However, no one knew how powerful it was. Therefore, Wang Teng had never used it at full strength.
"Master, this is your training hall after all. I'm worried that our fight will destroy this place. How about this? Let's set the place for our competition at the Nine Heavens Blue Hell. This way, I can also use my full strength.”
" No problem-" With that said, the two of them rose into the sky.
In the nine heavenly layers, at the highest level of the Big Dipper Ancient Star, there were very few people who had stepped foot here. The area was filled with lightning, fire, and astral winds. For those below immortal-foundation, they wouldn't even be able to stand properly, let alone fight. Today, there were two uninvited guests.
" You can attack first and do whatever you want. I will suppress my cultivation and magic power to the same level as you. I want to see how your combat strength is," the old Daoist said casually as he stood in the astral wind layer.
Wang Teng gripped the ancient sword tightly. He also wanted to try out the results of his cultivation over the past few years. He looked at the old Daoist and said confidently,"Master, my sword arts are known for being sharp and sharp. Once I attack, there is almost no one in the same realm who can match me. You have to be careful. If that happens, even if I win, I won't feel proud.”
If anyone heard Wang Teng's words, they would definitely think that he was being ridiculous. This was simply too ridiculous. You, an immortal-foundation realm cultivator who hasn't even severed your Dao, actually dared to challenge a Saint? You truly don't know what death is. Actually, this was also a flaw in Wang Teng's personality. He was too arrogant, and this wasn't a good thing.
"Oh, since you're so confident, then I won't stand on ceremony. Today, I'll have a good round of sword practice with my disciple. I haven't exercised my muscles and bones for thousands of years.”The old Taoist smiled and a dreamy, colorful sword appeared in his hand. The sword was flowing with light, and all kinds of colors looked extremely beautiful. It was like a dream, making everyone feel that what was happening at this moment was not real, but more like a dream...
At the same time, in the Godly Axe Space, Frigid Snow Wang Yun and the others were also discussing the outcome of the battle.
"Master, do you think Teng 'er can win?”Wang Yun stammered as she asked the nun.
"Tian Yu is definitely the strongest in the same realm. This senior has already suppressed his cultivation and mana.”Mingxiu's words were very light, but they were very powerful. His beautiful eyes were even more radiant as he looked at Wang Teng gently and said affirmatively.
" But, his opponent is a saint after all-" Wang Yun said worriedly.
"I, I also agree with Mingxiu. I have confidence in Teng 'er.”Han Xue said confidently, but in her heart, she kept praying," Big bad guy, my heart is on you now. You must win. Don't disappoint me!
"Hehe, let's watch carefully.”Nun Huichi was the calmest of the group, but she was also looking forward to the battle between the two. One was a junior she cared about, and the other was an old friend of hers, Wu Yazi. It's been so many years since we last met. Has your Great Dream Traceless Sword become even more terrifying? A hint of worry flashed through Nun Huichi's eyes.
Wang Teng greeted the old Taoist priest, then he raised his ancient sword and slowly thrust it out. Although the movement of his hand was very slow, as the sword moved forward, it was as if the entire world was moving forward with the ancient sword. A faint purple-gold light flickered on the sword. It did not look bright, but the huge pressure surged over like an avalanche. The starlight around him was forced back by three feet.
With a clang, layers of golden light shone on the ancient sword of the Celestial Thearch. This vast sword light seemed to be swallowing and spitting flames like the sun. The long tongue of fire kept extending and curling. The flames that were several kilometers high swept across the galaxy, making a deafening roar. It seemed that the entire world was shaking. The scorching heat wave swept across the entire space, giving people the feeling that they were living in a flaming hell. The extremely arrogant lightning fire and Feng Kui astral wind were directly torn apart by the purple-gold sword light, emitting a shrill sound that seemed to tear everyone's hearts apart.
"Yi, I didn't expect Teng 'er to still be hiding his strength. He actually hid it so deeply and used such an exquisite sword style. It seems that the outcome of this competition is hard to predict.”Nun Huichi's calm expression suddenly changed. She had thought that the battle between Wang Teng and the mysterious Saint would be a sure thing, but now, she had to observe it seriously.
" Good, as expected of a young hero. What a good move…" The old Taoist praised loudly. He slowly raised the seven-colored sword in his hand and slowly stabbed it at the purple-gold divine sword. The sword shadow in his hand exploded with unprecedented brilliance.
A sword will enveloped Wang Teng. Heaven and earth were one as if he was standing in another space and time. He felt like he was in a dream, but he knew that it was not a dream, but a real thing.
Wang Teng's aura alone was much stronger than the old Taoist's. Wang Yun and the Frigid Snow Nun looked at each other and then cheered loudly. They had not expected Wang Teng's sword cultivation to be so strong.
" It seems that a saint is not that impressive. He's not as powerful as my husband…" Han Xue pretended to know nothing as she shook her beautiful bald head and nodded in satisfaction. Hui Chi, who was watching from the side, shook his head. These little girls 'horizons had not reached their level yet. At their level, the more open the use of aura and energy was, the better.
It was getting closer and closer. Finally, the seven-colored light sword and the purple-gold divine sword collided. Wang Teng's expression was as calm as water, making it impossible for others to detect his thoughts.
Suddenly, everything in the world seemed to stop. Everyone could clearly see a huge vortex suddenly appear between the rainbow sword and the purple-gold divine sword. It was as if a rushing stream of water had suddenly frozen, and one second seemed to have turned into ten thousand years. The nuns saw two wave-like ripples appear behind them. The ripples seemed to be extremely powerful. They tore apart the lightning fire and the Feng Kui astral wind almost instantly.
At this moment, a huge collision sound rang out. It was layered and very dull, as if someone had covered it with something. The huge aftershock swept hundreds of miles away and the force was not exhausted. In the layers of explosions, Wang Teng took three steps back. A huge force gushed out, turning invisible into tangible.
However, the old Daoist did not move at all. He was still standing upright like a pine tree. In fact, the old Daoist also secretly cried out in his heart. It was fine if his magical power was suppressed, but his cultivation could not exceed the Immortal Two realm, so his evasion was naturally not so flexible. Sure enough, when he was fighting with Wang Teng, his shield was unfortunately swept by the aftershock of the ripples. Just the first round of impact made the light shield in front of him flash like a lantern. What was even more terrifying was that this round of impact... There were 999 of them. By the time he gritted his teeth and blocked it, he was already drenched in sweat. Although he was afraid of the young, he had always cared about his face. It was really difficult for him to deliberately pretend that nothing had happened.
" Huh?" Wang Teng looked at the old Daoist in surprise." I didn't expect that my shield, which only has the energy intensity of the Dragon Realm, could withstand the impact of the 999 ripples!”
The old Taoist looked at Wang Teng with a complicated expression and said,""Time waits for no man. I'm old after all. Thinking about it, my cultivation has actually regressed.”The nuns in the space of the Godly Axe were very dissatisfied when they heard this. Han Xue pretended to be disdainful and said,""F * ck, although you're a senior, you don't have to be so pretentious. This old bull's nose is too good at boasting. He actually said that he's regressed. If you're so awesome, why don't you call yourself an emperor?”The beautiful ladies were also complaining in their hearts. In their eyes, Wang Teng was always the best!
The old Daoist was not lying. He did not have much time left. Now that his blood essence had dried up and his primordial spirit was on the verge of decay, he was no longer suitable to fight. His strength had dropped by six levels compared to his peak.
In the second move, Wang Teng was still not polite with the old Daoist. He still took the initiative to attack and seized the initiative. He raised the Purple-gold Divine Sword high and then suddenly slashed down. Just as the Purple-gold Divine Sword was about to hit the most, he suddenly pulled it up and slashed horizontally. The two movements were done in one go, and a cross was formed perfectly.
"What, what sword technique is this? Why haven't I seen Teng 'er use it before? "Even the Wang family doesn't have such a peerless sword technique," Wang Yun blurted out in surprise. The sharp sound was too strong, and the frequency of its ultra-high frequency sound waves had long exceeded the limits of the nuns 'ears. Therefore, they couldn't hear any sound. If there were cultivators watching the battle, but they didn't have the divine axe space or powerful protective magic treasures like the nuns, their ears would definitely be shaken until blood flowed out. This was a real threat of death.
Seeing Wang Teng come with his sword, the old Daoist was different from the last time. He gently touched the seven-colored sword, but there was no sound of breaking through the air. Everyone saw that the surface of the seven-colored sword seemed to be covered with a layer of three-colored light. In addition, there was no other aura. Moreover, the lightning, fire, and wind around the seven-colored sword of light were slightly bent, as if they were protecting the Dao sword.
"This old Daoist's sword art is so beautiful. Master, do you know what sword art this is?，”Han Xue blurted out in surprise.
" This is the Disillusionment Cloud Sword Technique. However, when I competed with him back then, although this sword technique was powerful, it had many flaws. But now, sigh, even if I were to fight against it again, I don't think I'll be optimistic…" Nun Huichi sighed." As the name suggests, the Disillusionment Cloud Sword Technique mainly focuses on illusion. Back then, the Great Dream Traceless Sword was illusionary, but it lacked the illusion. That's why I barely managed to fight him to a draw. I didn't expect that he could actually achieve the illusion and the illusion in this Disillusionment Cloud Sword Technique. The great success realm of Spirit and Charm Enhancement was truly inconceivable.”
This time, Wang Teng's expression became serious. His green clothes fluttered in the wind, and the purple-gold divine sword in his hand seemed to weigh thousands of pounds. He slowly raised it bit by bit. Suddenly, the entire world shook, and the thunder, lightning, fire, and wind within a hundred miles of Wang Teng were directly emptied. Powerful airwaves rose up to hundreds of feet high, turning invisible into substance as they rumbled away.
Finally, the seven-colored sword and the purple-gold divine sword collided again. This was the third time the rainbow sword and the purple-gold divine sword had collided. However, a thunderous boom was heard, and the entire void trembled. Powerful waves instantly spread to the Big Dipper, the places protected by the powerful world.
The ripples of the battle between the two in outer space eventually alarmed the various sacred lands and ancient families of the Big Dipper. Those old farts were awakened by the battle in outer space, and streams of divine sense penetrated through the vast and empty sky.
Wang Teng felt as if his hands had been struck by lightning, and he could not feel anything at all. At this moment, the old Daoist's attacks came pouring over from all directions…
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