Wang Teng can leapfrog to kill Li Yu, but he cannot leapfrog to compete with him.

His figure flashed suddenly, and he also practiced the Qianlong Zhusun movement and magical power, but the speed he exploded at this moment was faster than Li Yu!

His figure seemed to have really transformed into a giant black dragon. The powerful aura fluctuations emanating from his body pressed the void to the point of collapse, and he rushed towards Wang Teng with terrifying power.

"Holy?"

High in the sky, Wang Teng's scarlet eyes stared at the black dragon charging up, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The holy saint in front of me is not at the same level as the saints in the wasteland!

The aura fluctuations on his body, as well as the power fluctuations, were far different from the saints of the wasteland in Wang Teng's impression.

But despite this, Wang Teng was not careless. Although the opponent's power was far inferior to that of the saints of the wasteland, he was still a master of the holy realm. With his current cultivation level, he was still far behind him.

Even if the Suzaku clone is fused to the small gap, it will be difficult to make up for it.

However, he was not afraid. He still had many trump cards in his hand and never used them.

"kill!"

He shouted loudly, and his long hair was shining and dancing wildly, with blazing sword energy bursting out from it.

Then, he flashed, holding the Shura Sword, it turned into a bloody lightning, and rushed towards the opponent, stimulating his strongest state.

All kinds of means, the killing field, the divine fire field, the immortal sword intention, the vision of sword dancing in the sky, the vision of stars shining in the world, as well as the ancient true blood in the body, the remnant thoughts of the ancient beasts, all bloom at this moment, blessing oneself

body.

The Shura Sword was blazing with blood and filled with murderous intent. Such a strong murderous intent elevated the power of Wang Teng's killing swordsmanship to a terrifying level.

"A moment of glory!"

He let out a long roar, and the Shura Sword in his hand flashed with lightning, condensing into a scarlet light spot, which flickered out the moment he approached the Supreme Elder of the Yinsha Sect.

“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”

The Supreme Elder of the Yinsha Sect had cold eyes and narrowed his eyes. Seeing that Wang Teng dared to confront him head on, his eyes were full of disdain.

In the early stage of the saint realm, you dare to compete head-on with the early stage of the saint. Is this not seeking death?

Not only him, but everyone watching the battle from all directions, including the families of the Divine Alliance and Tianlong City on the puppet warship, as well as the Yinsha Sect members around them, all looked shocked.

"Is he crazy? He dares to challenge the Supreme Elder!"

"He's looking for death!"

Those from the Yinsha Sect all exclaimed.

"boom!"
Chapter completed!