Beside him, Li Feng couldn't help but stare at him.

It was really shocking that the cultivation of the middle stage of the fifth stage of the Condensing Truth Realm had such a powerful strength.

On the martial arts platform.

"Next!"

Wang Teng spoke again, arrogant and uninhibited, arrogant and arrogant to the disciples of the Tianyuan Academy and the Qinglong Academy below.

As far as his eyes could see, the disciples of the outer courtyards of the two courtyards bowed their heads one after another, not daring to look at him.

And those inner court disciples couldn't help but flicker their eyes and be furious.

They didn't take the Star Martial Academy in their eyes, and wantonly humiliated and oppressed the Star Martial Academy, claiming that the Star Martial Academy had no one, and the disciples they recruited were all waste.

And now, one of the outer court disciples of the Star Martial Academy has punished him for two inner court geniuses of the Tianyuan Academy.

And both of them were killed by one of their swords!

"Why? Nobody dares to go on stage?"

"The Tianyuan Academy is known as the supreme academy of the Tianyuan Ancient Kingdom, and the disciples recruited are all a bunch of waste, a bunch of cowards?"

"Just a bunch of garbage like you, and you have a face called a genius?"

Wang Teng sneered and returned what the other party had said to the Star Martial Academy.

"You!"

Several students from the Tian Yuan Academy were all immediately furious.

What Wang Teng said just now was all what they had said before.

Now it is repeated by Wang Teng and said it to them, which is shameful, and there is no need to express it.

"Hmph, I'll kill you!"

A disciple of the Tianyuan Academy stood up, his face sank, and he swept onto the martial fighting platform.

"Han Song, be careful, don't be careless!"

Below, Li Qingyue's face was gloomy, and he reminded him.

Then, his gaze fell on Wang Teng, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, and there was a cold glow in his eyes.

Previously, he proposed a life-and-death battle, wanting Meng Chong to get rid of Wang Teng's variable, but he didn't expect to dig a big hole for himself instead!

allowed Wang Teng to be unscrupulous, even punishing Meng Chong and Zhang Hao, with iron-blooded and ruthless methods, without the slightest mercy.

"Dean, rest assured, this battle will be won!"

Han Song said confidently and swept onto the martial arts platform.

"Your victory, this is the end, a small disciple of the outer court, he actually wants to defeat us, and he can't do it himself!"

"If you really let you do it, where is the majesty of my Tianyuan Academy, and where is the face!"

Han Song stared at Wang Teng and said coldly.

"Let's do it. ”

Wang Teng glanced at him indifferently and said lightly.

"Heavenly Tyrant Fist!"

Han Song shouted, then took a hurried step, his feet bent slightly, and then struggled to eject, rushing towards Wang Teng.

The aura of cultivation he displayed was impressively the cultivation of the sixfold peak of the Condensing Truth Realm!

A punch was thrown, and the person had not yet approached the front, but the sharp fist wind had already hit, and the shadows of the fists were densely packed, breaking through the air, and the air exploded.

"It's so strong!"

"This is a high-grade high-grade fist martial art collected by Tianyuan Academy, the power is endless, Han Song actually cultivated it to the realm of Dacheng, and with one punch, the fist shadow is monstrous, and the momentum is like a mountain!"

Next to the Tianyuan Academy, those disciples of the Qinglong Academy couldn't help but be shocked when they saw this, and they were shocked by the power displayed by Han Song.

And those disciples of Tianyuan Academy also had bright eyes, looking at Wang Teng's figure on the martial arts platform, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was a trace of cruelty in his eyes.

"Hmph, it's just a cultivation in the middle of the fifth middle stage of the Condensation Realm, and he even dares to speak wildly, he wants to defeat us in a delusional way, and he can't do anything about it, Han Song has already cultivated the Cangtian Tyrant Fist to the Dacheng stage, and he has almost condensed his fist momentum, and killing him is just a matter of turning his hands!"

On the side of the Star Martial Academy, everyone looked nervous, and the strength displayed by Han Song was too strong, even if they were just watching the battle from the audience, they could feel its fierceness.

"Have you already condensed the prototype of your fist, you do have some ability, but it's a pity that in front of me, it's not enough to see!"

Wang Teng's eyes showed a hint of discoloration, and then a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his right hand slowly rested on the hilt of the Storm Sword.

"Hammer".

The sword burst out.

The frightening sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and a sword shook out, and suddenly, the sword shadow was filled with brilliant light.

It was just a sword, and the dense fist shadows in front of him were all shattered and annihilated.

Only the brilliant sword light bloomed with dazzling brilliance and swept towards Han Song.

Han Song's face immediately changed drastically, he didn't expect Wang Teng's eyesight to be so sharp, and he actually instantly gained insight into the flaws in his punch, and his swordsmanship was fast and accurate.

In a flicker, it hit the flaw, shattering all the countless fist shadows.

The sword light was mighty, and it continued to rush, Han Song immediately retreated, and at the same time, he kept punching, and the fist wind roared, and with a "bang", it collapsed on top of the sword light, completely destroying the sword light.

Han Song secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately, he was not too aggressive, and he had spare strength to deal with it.

Otherwise, this sword is just this one, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to crack.

However, the next moment, a flat voice suddenly came into his ears, immediately causing his pupils to shrink.

"Your strength is indeed a little stronger than the two of you, and you actually took my sword, but that's all!"

The moment the bland words reached his ears.

A strong sense of crisis instantly surged into Han Song's heart.

Before he could react, a little cold light had already sunk into his throat.

Han Song's body froze suddenly, his eyes widened, and a strong look of disbelief and deep unwillingness appeared in his eyes.

Wang Teng slowly withdrew his Storm Sword.

A stream of blood immediately poured out of Han Song's throat.

His body shook, and then he fell straight to the ground, Wang Teng's flat words, constantly echoing in his mind, becoming the last voice he heard.

"Next. ”

Wang Teng opened his mouth, it was still these three words, his voice was not high, but it spread all over the world.

The Storm Sword in his hand pointed diagonally at the ground, and a few drops of blood dripped from the tip of the sword, which was particularly dazzling.

The atmosphere of the scene has completely changed.

The faces of the people in the Tianyuan Academy all became extremely ugly, and the horror in their eyes was even greater.

Han Song, who was at the peak of the sixfold peak of the Condensing Truth Realm, was also defeated by Wang Teng!

Li Qingyue's face was cloudy, and the ten inner courtyard geniuses he brought with him had fallen three one after another in a short period of time!

And all died at the hands of Wang Teng.

In his eyes, murderous intent filled his eyes, and anger surged in his chest.

But there is nowhere to vent.

Because all these things were brought on by himself.

The battle of life and death was also proposed by him at the beginning.

Otherwise, why not?

On the side of the Star Martial Academy, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone couldn't help but look excited.

"Whew......".

Li Qingyue let out a long breath of turbidity, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes stared at Wang Teng, and he said to a young man beside him: "Wei Zhuang, go kill him." ”

The young man named Wei Zhuang had a flat expression, holding a sword in his arms, and when he heard Li Qingyue's words, he raised his eyes and glanced at Wang Teng, and said lightly: "He's too weak." ”