In this short battle, Wang Teng had already roughly understood Mo Xiang's strength, and he knew that with this sword art alone, three thousand meters apart, it was simply unrealistic to want to kill Mo Xiang.

After counting the interest.

There was a piercing sound of breaking the air, and a white light flew back from a distance, and with a "sloppy" sound, it was precisely inserted into the scabbard.

Wang Teng glanced up at the direction where Mo Xiang and the others were, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he turned around and ran in the opposite direction.

In this direction, there was a relatively small team, only more than 2,000 people, which had approached Wang Teng to within two thousand meters.

Moreover, up to now, the distance between the teams has been very small, although it seems that this team only has two thousand pairs of people, but once Wang Teng is entangled by them, then other teams can support them in an instant.

However, it is not so easy for this team to entangle Wang Teng.

At a distance of two thousand meters, the two sides walked opposite each other, but in just a few dozen breaths, the two sides easily encountered.

"Huh?"

"It's you!"

In this team of 2,000 people, someone recognized Wang Teng and showed surprise in his eyes.

The person who recognized Wang Teng was also one of the disciples who had followed Li Qingyue and the others to the Star Martial Academy half a year ago.

He was terrified in his heart, the encirclement has shrunk to the present, and the last person he encountered turned out to be Wang Teng!

Does this mean that the previous destroyed teams were all done by Wang Teng?

However, before he could think about it, Wang Teng had already told him the answer.

He was as fast as lightning, and after seeing this team of more than 2,000 people, his footsteps did not pause in the slightest, and as he ran quickly, his right hand slowly touched the hilt of the Storm Sword.

Then, the sword was unsheathed, the cold light was cold, and the sharp aura was permeated.

At the same time, a powerful invincible momentum, as well as a terrifying sword momentum, erupted together.

Wang Teng flipped his hand and slashed out with a sword, directly casting the seventh style of the Ten Thousand Swords Technique, which was clean and neat.

The sword tide was surging, the momentum and sword momentum were oppressive, and no one in this team of more than 2,000 people could resist it, and it was a completely one-sided slaughter.

The disciple who recognized Wang Teng suddenly contracted his pupils, and before he could make any exclamations, he was swallowed up by the fierce sword tide, and in just a few breaths, this team of more than 2,000 people was directly annihilated.

More than 3,000 Taixu Ancient Orders on the ground were quickly rolled up by Wang Teng, and the total number of Taixu Ancient Orders on his body reached more than 45,000.

However, in just a few breaths, two more pairs rushed from both sides, and these two teams, which were originally adjacent to the team that Wang Teng had killed, were very close to each other.

At the moment when Wang Teng killed this team, the two teams rushed to the scene one after another, just in time to see the scene of Wang Teng collecting the pieces of Taixu Ancient Order on the ground, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

"It's him!"

The two teams admitted defeat with a total of more than 4,000 people, and when they saw Wang Teng, they immediately exclaimed in surprise, but they stopped one after another and did not immediately rush towards Wang Teng.

Because the team of more than 2,000 people just now, it was so fast that they all fell in just one face, just a few breaths.

Although they admit defeat a lot, they don't have top powerhouses, so they don't dare to make rash moves, just wait, wait for other teams, and gather one after another.

And the team of Mo Xiang and the others who were three thousand meters away before.

Mo Xiang's beautiful eyes flickered, and the flying sword just now made her suspicious.

"Who is it?

This team, with more than 4,000 people, is not the only one who is at the forefront, but also Li Feng, Wei Zhuang and others.

But the sword alone locked on her to attack.

Even if Li Feng made a move to block this sword, this sword, after shaking Li Feng's attack, still killed her.

The other party's target is only her.

A figure came to her mind.

Her eyes twinkled, her lips pursed.

"Could it be him?"

"He, he actually has the means to master Edgeworth?"

Mo Xiang took a deep breath, she had already seen Wang Teng before entering the Taixu Secret Realm.

Although it was unbelievable in her heart that Wang Teng, a pulseless waste, could still join the Star Martial Academy and have such a strong strength, at this moment, she had to believe it.

Half a year ago, she had already heard of the name Wang Teng.

At the exchange meeting half a year ago, Wang Teng of the Star Martial Arts Academy showed extremely amazing strength, and even her senior brother Wei Zhuang was almost defeated in his hands.

And at this moment, the person who attacked and killed her with Edgeworth was afraid that there was no one else except Wang Teng.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiang's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of murder in his eyes, and at the same time, there was a trace of disdain.

Although the swordsmanship displayed by Wang Teng was magical, it failed to cause any damage to Mo Xiang at all, and was even easily defused by him.

Judging from the power of Fang Cai's attack, Wang Teng's strength, although it is good, is far from threatening her, and it is far from her.

"Hmph, this hunting assessment is over, and in the personal challenge, you will be killed!"

Mo Xiang's eyes were murderous, Wang Teng wanted to kill her, why didn't she want to kill Wang Teng?

If Wang Teng is still just a waste who can't cultivate, that's it, he can take away his Heavenly Sword Order and let him linger.

But now, Wang Teng is able to practice, and he is also amazing, and the grievances between the two are destined to be difficult to resolve, Wang Teng, who can practice, is a threat to her, of course she wants to kill soon.

However, just as she was thinking about it, Wei Zhuang next to her suddenly changed his expression: "It's not good, there are three more teams in front of you that have perished!"

"Our encirclement was directly broken by this person!"

Wei Zhuang's loud shout suddenly woke up Mo Xiang, and his eyes immediately fell on the compass, and he saw that the three teams that had gathered from the direction in front of them had all disappeared now, and the narrowed encirclement directly broke a huge gap.

"It's not good, catch up, you can't let him escape!"

Mo Xiang's face changed greatly, it was getting closer and closer to the end of the assessment, if Wang Teng could not be eliminated this time, then in this assessment, their two colleges would be defeated!

"Huh?"

"That's ......"

Suddenly, Mo Xiang's gaze fell on the independent red dot in front of him.

There was a red dot, which was moving at high speed, and quickly came to the area where Wang Teng was.

Mo Xiang's eyes flashed suddenly, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's Senior Brother Zhuo Lang!"

Li Feng also stared, and then he also thought of something, and his heart relaxed slightly, and a smile appeared on his face.

So far, the only red dot that acts alone can only be Zhuo Lang!

Tianyuan Academy, and even the first person of the younger generation in the imperial capital, a demon wizard, Zhuo Lang!

Li Feng, Mo Xiang and others are all Tianjiao of Tianyuan Academy, and they naturally have some understanding of Zhuo Lang, everyone knows that Zhuo Lang likes to travel alone.

So the only one who didn't gather with the rest of the team could only be Zhuo Lang.

As for Wang Teng, his compass had already been lost before, and had already been picked up by the disciples of the Tianyuan Academy and the Qinglong Academy that had been rushed before.