Junior sister slandered me, the Drunken Swordsman, I cut through the gate of heaven with one sword

Chapter 55: Wang Teng defeats the Supreme Sect’s Prodigy Wang Zhengtian [Three Updates]

"Purple Sky Sword, I didn't expect Junior Brother Danyangzi to give his personal sword to Wang Teng."

Seeing the "Purple Sky Sword" in Wang Teng's hand, Leng Qianning glanced at Dan Yangzi beside him and smiled quietly.

Dan Yangzi replied with a serious face: "Didn't my senior sister also give her personal Frost Sword to Junior Nephew Ye? There is nothing wrong with me doing this, right?"

Leng Qianning elegantly picked up the teacup on the table and said lightly, "I wonder if Junior Brother Wang Teng can unleash the true power of the Purple Sky Sword."

"Then don't bother me, Senior Sister."

Dan Yangzi replied with an indifferent expression.

On the stage, Wang Teng was the first to rush forward. Although his speed was not as fast as Lin Xuezhu's, his momentum surpassed Lin Xuezhu's. The sword energy from the fairy sword in his hand was extremely violent, and the purple sword light even cut through the void and rushed straight towards Wang Zhengtian.

Wang Zhengtian is worthy of being the genius of the upper sect. He immediately saw that Wang Teng could not fully utilize the power of the Purple Sky Sword. As he turned around to dodge, a purple-black scimitar suddenly appeared in his hand.

The scimitar passed through the air with great ease and went straight to Wang Teng's chest.

"What? His magic weapon can actually withstand the sword light of the Purple Sky Sword. He is worthy of being the genius of the upper sect. His strength is indeed strong."

Wang Teng frowned slightly, stepped back, and immediately dodged the opponent's attack. At the same time, he waved his hands, and dozens of sword shadows appeared at his sides. Under the control of Wang Teng's fingers, they continued to attack Wang Zhengtian.

Wang Zhengtian began to swing the scimitar in his hand, and every collision would leave a sharp sonic boom in the air.

Seeing Wang Zhengtian being held back by him, Wang Teng's face lit up with joy. He placed his hands on his chest, touching his index finger and thumb together to form a diamond pattern. He then whispered, "Phantom Spirit Array, open!"

At the same time, the moment his words fell, Wang Zhengtian's body disappeared out of thin air, and even the immortal swords that had previously captured the target were all suspended in the air.

Wang Teng suddenly raised his head and looked towards the place where Wang Zhengtian disappeared. A strange look appeared on his face, and he thought to himself, "Impossible, how could he suddenly disappear?"

Before Wang Teng could react, a special force of thunder permeated the entire arena. When he looked up, he saw purple-black lightning flashing on both sides.

The blue sky was then covered with dark clouds, with lightning and thunder. The strong aura suppressed Wang Teng under him, leaving him no chance to breathe.

"Hundred Miles of Divine Thunder!"

Suddenly there was a loud bang, and the thunder in the sky flashed wildly. Two of them broke through the silent sky like lightning snakes and shot straight towards Wang Teng's position.

The corner of Wang Teng's mouth twitched, and he immediately placed his finger on his forehead. A drop of scarlet blood slowly flew away. Under Wang Teng's control, it split into countless blood drops, and the blood drops also turned into special monsters.

The monster quickly rushed towards the direction of the thunder tribulation. Just as it was about to touch the thunder, Wang Teng's eyes turned cold and he shouted, "Explode!"

This self-destruction caused a chain reaction. Immediately afterwards, all the spiritual consciousness of the monsters in the surrounding area that had not yet dissipated self-destructed one after another. At the same time, bursts of powerful spiritual power suddenly filled the surroundings.

At the moment of self-explosion, all the thunder in the sky was blocked. At the same time, Wang Teng had already discovered the figure above the clouds.

"Purple Sky Sword, come out!"

Wang Teng controlled the self-explosion in the sky with his left hand, and controlled the Zixiao Sword with his right hand to shoot towards Wang Zhengtian's position. The sword energy generated actually split the air on both sides into two.

Wang Zhengtian, who was above the clouds, was stunned and immediately dodged backwards, but the energy of the Zixiao Sword was still too fast. It not only broke his Baili Divine Thunder, but also directly hit his abdomen.

The intense pain made Wang Zhengtian's eyes glare like bells. He was hit without any defense and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. His body was like a bird with broken wings, falling weakly to the ground. Finally, in front of countless horrified eyes, he fell heavily on the square of Qingxuan Sect.

Wang Teng's eyes were covered with blood, his chest kept rising and falling, his arms were trembling slightly, and the feeling of weakness coming from his body indicated that he had reached his limit.

"Fortunately, my master gave me the monster blood in advance, otherwise, I would have really lost to Wang Zhengtian today."

Li Pinghou immediately rushed over, looked at Wang Zhengtian lying on the ground, frowned slightly, and immediately questioned Wang Teng: "Fellow Daoist Wang Teng, you actually used such a heavy hand!"

Wang Teng said, "Fellow Daoist Li, I am just trying my best. After all, I am only at the initial stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, while fellow Daoist Wang is at the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm."

"If I don't try my best, I'm afraid I won't be able to handle the previous Hundred Miles Divine Thunder."

Looking at Wang Teng's arrogant mouth, Li Pinghou had nothing to say. He immediately took out a golden pill and put it in Wang Zhengtian's mouth.

As the pill entered his body, the pain in Wang Zhengtian's body gradually improved.

Wang Teng added insult to injury and said, "Thank you, Brother Wang. If your Hundred Miles Divine Thunder was a little stronger, I might not be able to take it."

"you…"

Wang Zhengtian was very angry with Wang Teng, but he was the loser after all, so he could only return to his position with the help of Li Pinghou, but his heart was still filled with anger.

What a shame.

Now one win and one loss.

If the Ice Fairy Nalan Xue fails, their clan will lose all face.

The Shangzong has rich resources and abundant spiritual power. It is a good place to cultivate a genius. But now it would be a bit embarrassing if it were to lose to the genius of Qingxuan Sect in front of it.

Dan Yangzi laughed loudly and said, "As expected of you, you are my disciple. Very good, very good, very good. Hahaha."

"Teng'er, come back and rest first. The next competition will be handed over to your junior brother."

Dan Yangzi glanced at Ye Qian'an who was sleeping on the chair, and clenched his fists with a frown. It was obvious that he was strongly dissatisfied with Ye Qian'an's indifferent look.

This guy is really careless!

Ye Qian'an slowly opened his eyes at Lin Xuezhu's call, looked at the two people who had finished fighting, stretched his body and said, "It's my turn?"

"Uncle Master, you have to be careful. Nalan Xuegui is a genius of the upper sect. Her strength is absolutely powerful."

Lin Xuezhu warned with some concern.

If Uncle Master Ye failed, then the Qingxuan Sect would be completely defeated, but if Uncle Master Ye won, then the Qingxuan Sect would be able to obtain a large amount of spirit stones bestowed by the sect every year.

Ye Qian'an came to the arena holding a wine gourd, and drank two taels of wine in a free and unrestrained manner.

(End of this chapter)