"How so?"

People were stunned and thought they were hallucinating.

In the first round of the confrontation, the winner was directly separated.

Zhang Heng stood with his hands in his hands, as if he was fine, but the little Heavenly Master Wang Teng was embarrassed, his cheek was slapped hard, he was swollen high, and his eyes were full of sluggishness.

"Hitting someone doesn't slap your face, slapping your face hurts your self-esteem......" someone muttered to himself, his cheeks twitching fiercely.

Look at this slap, tsk, it's too hard, isn't it?

But those who know how to do it know that things are not so simple, and the one-round battle is obviously different.

"The Dongzhou kid was so violent, he actually slapped Wang Teng with a big mouth!"

"It's incredible, slapping Wang Teng is more difficult than killing him, how did he do it?"

"No wonder Tianji Pavilion is so optimistic about him, he actually ranks him third on the ground list, it seems that he really has such strength!"

The hillbilly from a small place, the first time he entered Babel City, he slapped the little heavenly master hard, and this matter sounded simply appalling, and people had to be surprised.

"You ......" Wang Teng's face turned red, and his eyes were full of humiliation.

Because he was too emotional, the slap marks on his face became more and more obvious.

Since he was a child, he has never suffered this kind of humiliation, he was slapped in the face in front of so many people, if he can't kill Zhang Heng today, he will become the laughing stock of everyone in the future.

"I wish I could wake you up with a slap in the face. Zhang Heng said lightly.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Wang Teng didn't have the slightest tendency to wake up, but became more and more crazy, he pounced directly and punched Zhang Heng.

When the fist came out, the wind and clouds gathered, and a dragon and a tiger rushed out of the fist, circling left and right, with unparalleled momentum.

"Wang Teng is starting to work hard!" Ji Zhanyun muttered.

That's right, desperately!

Now Wang Teng has already shown his hole cards, he is ready to fight for his life, and Zhang Heng will never die.

The dragon and tiger were arrogant, roaring, almost devouring Zhang Heng directly.

However, Zhang Heng didn't even blink his eyes, and slapped him.

His palm was as white as jade, but he held down a dragon and a tiger alive, Zhang Heng's palm was forceful, and he pinched it heavily, and the dragon and tiger screamed and dissipated directly.

At this time, Wang Teng's fist had arrived, and Zhang Heng seemed to be unable to dodge, but in fact, he puffed up his chest and let the opponent's fist smash on his defenseless chest.

Bang!

As if hitting a wall, the incredible pain caused Wang Teng's fingers to break, and he took a full seven steps back, his face was pale, and his right arm hung limply.

In this confrontation, the phalanges were not only shattered, but also affected the entire arm, the right arm was broken three times, and the bones were cracked, and he felt that his fist was not smashed on the person's body, but on the bones of the ancient beast, and there was no way to stop the force of the shock!

"Get someone to help, you're no match for me alone. Zhang Heng shook his head and said calmly.

The strength of his body was comparable to that of a defensive magic weapon, and Wang Teng used his fists against him. It's really self-inflicted.

Wang Teng's expression stiffened, his right arm trembled, he opened his mouth and spit out, spewing out a golden bead, hanging above his head, protecting his whole body inside.

"This is the Imperial Spirit Orb of Dragon and Tiger Mountain!" someone exclaimed.

At the same time, his eyes showed a look of madness, his sharp nails cutting through the skin of his arms, and he actually drew a bloody peachwood sword.

With the peachwood sword in his hand, his whole person's momentum changed suddenly, bringing huge pressure to everyone, and even the life and death platform seemed to make a clicking sound, and big cracks appeared.

"Heavenly Master Sword!"

Dugu Sheng's eyes widened.

"This is the inheritance treasure of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, passed down from generation to generation, Wang Teng is not a heavenly master, and he has been given this sword!" Ji Zhanyun was very surprised, he didn't think that Wang Teng still had such a hole card.

"The Heavenly Master Sword is extraordinary, how much power can he exert now?" Duan Qingyi asked.

"Thirty percent at most, but that's enough. Zhao Ding said.

"It's actually a magic weapon...... Zhang Heng licked his lips, a little surprised by the appearance of the Heavenly Master Sword.

This sword, ranked above the spiritual weapon, is the treasure of Longhu Mountain.

Although it is a peach wood, the sword body is full of anger, and it has obviously killed many people, but Zhang Heng is not afraid, although the sword is powerful, but what level is Wang Teng?

With the Heavenly Master Sword in hand, Wang Teng's face instantly turned pale, and every second of pause, part of the spiritual power in his body was about to be withdrawn, so he didn't delay at all, and directly slashed at Zhang Heng with a sword.

Zhang Heng's expression was slightly solemn, and his hands continued to blast out, palm prints, fist prints, one after another, and the void collapsed.

However, the sword light was extremely sharp, tearing the fist prints and palm prints, and rushed towards Zhang Heng fiercely.

The speed was extremely fast, and it slashed across Zhang Heng's body, and immediately a white mark appeared, cutting through Zhang Heng's clothes.

"What? The Heavenly Master Sword can't even cut his skin?"

"Is this guy a human or a monster?"

"My good boy, what the hell is going on?"

Everyone's faces changed, and all of them were nervously watching.

Although the Heavenly Master Sword is not famous for its edge, and Wang Teng can't exert much strength of this sword, but the magic weapon is the magic weapon, even if it is just an ornament, it is better than ordinary things.

They can't kill Zhang Heng, they believe it, but they can't even cut Zhang Heng's skin, which is a bit sensational.

At this time, Zhang Heng had already attacked, and he blasted out twenty-eight punches in one second, and the punch was shocking, and the void trembled.

The Yellow Light of the Imperial Spirit Orb hanging from Wang Teng's head was like a shield, blocking all attacks.

"I don't believe it!"

Wang Teng's face changed greatly, could it be that he took out the Heavenly Master Sword and was not Zhang Heng's opponent?

Thinking that Fairy Miaoyin was still watching the battle, his heart seemed to be dripping blood, and for a while, his hatred for Zhang Heng soared.

He held a long sword, and his spiritual power was squandered as if he didn't want money, and the sword light flickered, like a match, slashing through the void and illuminating this night sky.

Zhang Heng's steps were sensitive, his self-cultivation method was very clever, and he was dexterous in dodging, and in the blink of an eye, he had already reached behind Wang Teng, and another punch was blasted out, and the Royal Spirit Orb trembled.

Wang Teng turned around with a sword, and there was not only anger in his heart, but also shock.

He almost suspected that Zhang Heng was not a human at all, but a humanoid demon beast, his skin was extremely hard, and the power of a punch was like a tyrannosaurus collision, which actually made the Spirit Orb a little unable to resist.

Bite!

The peachwood sword stabbed, Zhang Heng's fingers flicked, and he actually flicked the sword back with his fingernails, and then, he stepped forward and smashed it on the spirit orb three times in a row.

Click, click!

The Spirit Orb was already showing signs of cracking, and most of the earthy yellow light suddenly dissipated.

However, just now, his act of flicking the peachwood sword with his fingernails angered the Heavenly Master Sword, and the sleeping machine spirit seemed to have a tendency to wake up.

The majestic momentum made people's faces pale, as if there was a peerless fierce god about to awaken, and even Zhang Heng felt a chill in his heart.

It's a pity that the spiritual power in Wang Teng's body can no longer support it, and almost at the moment when the machine spirit awakens, the last trace of spiritual power dissipates.

It's like a sleeping person who has just opened his eyes and has been beaten again.

The machine spirit is very unwilling, but it can only sleep.

Zhang Heng breathed a sigh of relief, stepped into the void, and stepped on the Spirit Orb.

Bang!

Finally, the Spirit Orb shattered.

Wang Teng's eyes were red, he held the peachwood sword with both hands, and used his last strength to stab at Zhang Heng.

However, he had no spiritual power, and the power of the Heavenly Master Sword was already less than one thousandth, Zhang Heng reached over and directly grasped the blade.

Although the Heavenly Master Sword was still asleep, some of the remaining consciousness suddenly began to resist, releasing a golden light, wanting to force Zhang Heng back.

But Zhang Heng was very persistent, he held the Heavenly Master Sword tightly, his fingers were hit by the fierce energy, the skin and flesh were cracked, the blood flowed, the golden light penetrated his bones, and the entire right hand against the background turned red gold.

Finally, the Heavenly Master Sword's rebellious intent dissipated, and Zhang Heng grabbed the blade tightly and snatched it directly from Wang Teng's hand!

"My God, he actually grabbed the Heavenly Master Sword with his bare hands!"

"How could there be such a horrible body in the world?"

"Even the Heavenly Master Sword has been taken away, Dragon Tiger Mountain is a big shame this time!"

There was an uproar, no one thought that things would turn out like this.

The little Heavenly Master was defeated, and even the Heavenly Master's sword was taken away!

At the moment when the Heavenly Master Sword was taken away, a sense of fear instantly made Wang Teng sober up.

He suddenly reacted, what was he doing......

I actually lost the Heavenly Master Sword!

This is no longer his business alone, this involves the thousand-year-old reputation of Longhu Mountain!

For the sake of a woman, but he lost all the symbols of his sect, and at this moment, thousands of scenes flashed in his mind...... He completely lost his mind and gritted his teeth and pounced on Zhang Heng.

"Give me back the Heavenly Master Sword!"

Zhang Heng kicked him out with one kick, and Wang Teng was like a rag pocket, spitting out his studies while powerlessly smashing on the building on the side of the street.

His sternum collapsed, and he didn't know if he was dead or alive.