Ye Jixing and Lei Zhenting were shocked, which was not trivial.

The two stared at each other, looking at each other, and they didn't move for a long time, and the shock in their hearts was not a star.

"The eight-armed demon general you are talking about?" Ahri Ma next to him couldn't help but ask when he saw the two of them.

The two of them suddenly came back to their senses.

Ye Jixing said: "The eight-armed demon general Zuerzi is a member of the eight-armed demon clan in the dark species, and a general-level existence!"

At this moment, it was Mr. Ma's turn to widen his eyes.

Hearing the identity of this eight-armed demon general, his mind felt as if thunder was rolling, and he felt extremely incredible.

Wang Teng snatched the weapon of the general-level powerhouse...... Hehe, that's not funny at all. Mr. Ma said with a dry smile.

"There shouldn't be a mistake, Lao Ye, look at it, that weapon has the word 'Demon Que' on it, which is the name of the weapon of the eight-armed demon general Zuerzi. At this time, Lei Zhenting took a deep breath and said.

"It's really!" Ye Jixing looked far away, and the eyesight of a general-level powerhouse was extraordinary, and he immediately saw the word 'Demon Que' on the weapon, and confirmed it at the moment.

"Then how did he snatch it?" asked Mr. Ma in disbelief.

"Who knows!" Ye Jixing shrugged.

"This kid is a bit incomprehensible. Lei Zhenting sighed.

......

While everyone was talking about this matter, the atmosphere in the ring was a little frozen.

Then, Wang Teng said: "You continue to cut, cut as much as you want, and don't want you to pay if you cut it, really, I won't lie to you!"

Zhao Yuanwu: "......"

He looked at the weapon in front of him, and inexplicably a sense of weakness welled up in his heart.

MMP！

How to cut this!

The next moment, Zhao Yuanwu was furious, feeling that he was being played, and attacked even more frantically.

He casts secret methods, and time is limited, so he must solve them quickly.

Bang bang bang!

Wang Teng held the divine weapon Demon Que and Zhao Yuanwu to fight, and the roar continued to come out.

Soon Zhao Yuanwu found that there was a crack in the war knife in his hand.

A dog has his day!

Now it's going to his house.

Zhao Yuanwu's face changed slightly, knowing that he couldn't fight hard, he suddenly retreated, panting slightly: "You can force me to this point, you are proud enough." ”

Rumble!

The terrifying sword erupted, and the flames filled the sky.

A huge flame sword soared into the sky, ten feet high.

The audience looked at the ten-zhang sword ray, their hearts were shocked, and their faces were full of shock.

Wang Teng's face was calm, and no one noticed that in the depths of his eyes, there seemed to be a flame burning.

A flaming knife is about to unsheath!

At this moment, Zhao Yuanwu was covered in fire, like a son of flames, holding a war knife, majestic and incomprehensible.

Tiangang Flame Knife!

He swung his sword suddenly, and the ten-zhang sword light fell from the sky, and the flames shrouded down from the sky, engulfing Wang Teng.

"Wang Teng is in danger!" everyone was shocked and thought secretly.

Lin Chuhan bit his lip tightly, and his hands turned white.

"Heavenly Rank Low-grade Combat Skill !!" Peng Yuanshan stood up from his seat suddenly, stood on the edge of the audience, and looked down.

......

Rumble!

At this moment, a terrifying momentum erupted from Wang Teng's body, and the flames rose up in the sky, spiraling straight up.

Boom!

In the midst of the flames, a flame blade seemed to slowly pull out of the scabbard.

The sword soars into the sky!

The flames that were crushed from Zhao Yuanwu's side were all attracted and included in the sword, becoming the nourishment for its condensation of the blade.

If Zhao Yuanwu is the son of flames, then Wang Teng at this time is the king of flames.

Wherever the king passes, he bows his head!

Boom!

The sound of the long knife unsheathed became more and more deafening.

Knife intent!

Flame Sword Intent!

At this moment, Wang Teng no longer hid and released the flame sword intent.

It's a long story, but it's just a few breaths.

Just as Zhao Yuanwu's sword slashed to the top of his head, Wang Teng finally moved.

In an instant, the long-brewing flame sword intent was completely unsheathed, and the terrifying sword slashed through the air......

Zhao Yuanwu's sword was destroyed in an instant.

All is calm.

......

Quiet!

There was silence all around!

The flames and knives in the ring seemed to have never appeared, and only the inch-in-inch knife marks on the ground and the scorched black marks could prove everything that had just happened.

Everyone fell into a deep shock and couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

Call!

I don't know who breathed a sigh of relief, and then the whole dragon's nest seemed to come to life, and the uproar went straight to the sky.

"It's incredible!"

"Is a real warrior so terrifying?"

"Is that kind of attack really capable of being inflicted by a human being?"

......

In the rest area of the first school, Ji Xiuming watched the whole game, from not caring much at the beginning, to paying a little attention to it later, and then to the current shock, he couldn't help but sigh: "Knife intent!"

Even he had to pay attention to Wang Tenglai.

Beside him, Mao Na couldn't help but touch the back of her head, and said in surprise: "Is his strength so strong? ”

Yu Tao's face was slightly pale, and his heart was bitter, originally he wanted to teach Wang Teng a good lesson in the ring and breathe a sigh of relief for Mao Na.

Now it seems that fortunately, God didn't give him such a chance, otherwise he would have died a miserable death!

He was defeated by Zhao Yuanwu, and Zhao Yuanwu was also completely defeated in front of Wang Teng!

He, a defeated subordinate of Zhao Yuanwu, has what qualifications he has to teach Wang Teng a lesson?

On the other end, Ren Qingcang's face was expressionless, and after watching the game, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, and he immediately snorted coldly.

On the second floor of the audience, Ye Jixing was amazed: "This kid has comprehended the sword intent at a young age, it's really surprising, hey, regret, regret, I would have known that he would have played on behalf of our Polestar Martial Arts Gym." ”

"You can save it, people must represent the Yellow Sea Colonel, and they will choose you. Thunder squeezed.

"Even so, he is also a member of our Polestar Martial Arts Gym, SSS-level contract, which shows that Lao Tzu is prescient, unlike you, who are all scarry-picking, and even taking an SS-level contract is painful and painful. Not to be outdone, Ye Jixing stabbed back.

......

Mr. Ma next to him looked at the two bigwigs fighting each other like aunts in the vegetable market, and suddenly couldn't cry or laugh.

In the ring, Zhao Yuanwu was covered in scars, full of knife wounds, and a large amount of blood burst out in an instant.

Burst!

He spurted out a mouthful of blood, looking like he couldn't believe this fact, and yelled, "How is it possible, how can I defeat you like a clown, this can't ......"

The long knife in his hand was broken, and his body was staggering, but he still didn't want to admit defeat, and rushed towards Wang Teng, waving the broken knife in an orderly manner, with a sad face, which showed how hard this defeat hit him.

"Why bother!" Wang Teng shook his head with one hand behind him, his eyes full of pity.

waited until Zhao Yuanwu approached, and then slowly pulled out the hand that was behind him.

In that hand, a golden brick shook people's eyes!

"Stop!" a voice came from the audience.

Wang Teng was slightly stunned, but then smashed it without hesitation

Boom!

Brick face!

Don't hit other places, just slap your face.

Bang bang bang......

After a while, Wang Teng slowly got up, shook off his hair, and let out a long breath: "Whew, I've long seen that you're not pleasing to the eye!"

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