On the fighting stage, both of them were astonishing and terrifying.

But everyone could feel that Zhuo Lang's power was even more terrifying. There were powerful airflows surrounding him, and his figure gradually faded and became extremely blurred, as if the whole person had turned into a afterimage!

Everyone around them raised their hearts, and they knew that the two of them were going to make a complete decision on the outcome when they rushed forward like this.

Ye Lin's eyes flashed and he felt a little uneasy, because Zhuo Lang's power at this moment was too strong and too strong, and compared to Wang Teng, he was one line higher.

This is a top-line that can determine the outcome.

With a "blade", a brilliant sword light was dazzling and the reflection of everyone's eyes could not be opened.

The Jingfeng Sword in Wang Teng's hand suddenly flew out, slashing towards Zhuo Lang without hesitation.

"court death!"

Zhuo Lang's eyes were cold, his whole body was blurred, like a black afterimage. The long sword in his hand also attacked. Countless afterimages appeared around him at the same time, surrounding Wang Teng and stabbed Wang Teng with a sword, with a terrifying power.

However, just as Zhuo Lang took action, an invisible force rushed out in Wang Teng's eyes and instantly rushed into Zhuo Lang's sea of ​​consciousness.

The next moment, Zhuo Lang, who was actually fierce, suddenly looked stagnant, and his hands were also paused, as if he had a brief loss of consciousness.

It was Wang Teng who used the auxiliary attack method and soul control technique in the Qi-induced meridian!

Soul control technology can interfere with and confuse the other party's mind. It does not have attack power itself, and therefore, the consumption of the power of the soul is not obvious.

However, Zhuo Lang's brief state of loss caused by this is crucial at this critical moment when the two fight.

Zhuo Lang's martial arts eye is extremely powerful. He can see through all Wang Teng's attacks, but he cannot see through the method of attacking the soul.

When the opponent fell into a state of loss of consciousness and his moves paused for a short time, Wang Teng's hand was shocked.

The sword had already rushed out and instantly hit his eyebrows!

At the same time, Zhuo Lang's eyes also returned to clear light, but it was too late.

After the two of them approached, Wang Teng used soul control techniques to confuse his consciousness at the moment when he set out his sword. No matter how short the time was, it was enough to decide the victory.

When Zhuo Lang was awake, the tip of the Jingfeng Sword had already touched Zhuo Lang's eyebrows. Then with a "puff", the tip of the Jingfeng Sword directly penetrated the eyebrows.

Zhuo Lang's figure was completely stopped, but endless confusion and unwillingness emerged in his eyes as he returned to his clear mind.

"I said, please don't come and ask for death."

Wang Teng raised his eyes slightly and said quietly.

"you……"

Zhuo Lang opened his mouth, and the hot blood rolled between his eyebrows slid, making his expression look extremely ferocious.

He still didn't understand what happened. There seemed to be a brief blank in his mind, as if there was a memory that was erased for a while.

When he returned to Qingming Festival, Wang Teng's sword had already nailed into his eyebrows, and he only opened his mouth and spit out a word, and his eyes quickly became depressed.

His body slowly leaned back, then fell to the ground with a "bang".

Everyone around, their eyes widened. Looking at the scene on the fighting stage in front of them, everyone was speechless, their eyes full of incredible.

I don't understand what happened just now.

They only saw the two of them rushing to each other, and then the bright and bright sword light flashed, and the blazing light made them almost unable to open their eyes.

When the light flashed, Wang Teng's sword was nailed to Zhuo Lang's

Brows!

After a brief shock, the entire venue was completely boiling.

In the audience, countless well-known figures couldn't help but stand up from their seats, looking at the scene in front of them with shock, with incredible eyes.

"What's going on? What happened just now? Zhuo Lang was defeated by Wang Teng's hands and was nailed to the middle of his eyebrows. How could this be possible?"

Everyone present had a look of surprise on their faces, which was really incredible.

Just now, everyone saw that it was Zhuo Lang, with a stronger power and fierce aura. Zhuo Lang had the eyes of martial arts. Any attack was slowed down by more than ten times in his eyes. It can be said that he would never be defeated in this battle!

So how could it be that Wang Teng would have a sword, nailed through the middle of his eyebrows and fell on the spot?

"How is it possible..."

"Zhuo Lang, he was defeated and died in Wang Teng's hands..."

Li Qingyue looked dull and his eyes were full of disbelief. Even he didn't realize what was going on just now.

The eldest prince was also stunned.

He was still relieved just now that he could conquer Zhuo Lang as his follower, and his future achievements were limitless and would definitely become his right-hand man.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, Zhuo Lang died and fell in Wang Teng's hands.

"How is it possible, Wang Teng... actually killed the first person in the younger generation of the imperial capital..."

"He...how is his strength so strong?"

Everyone in Xingwu Academy was also shocked, Zhuo Lang, but the first person in the younger generation of the imperial capital and even the entire Tianyuan Ancient Kingdom.

Wang Teng didn't even have a martial arts vein, but his cultivation level at the early stage of the ninth level of the Condensation Realm actually defeated Zhuo Lang and killed Zhuo Lang with one sword!

This is really not possible

Concept.

If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, I'm afraid no one would believe it.

Everyone looked at Wang Teng on the fighting stage, all of whom had complicated eyes.

Especially Tang Qingshan, looking at the light that Wang Teng showed at this moment, his heart felt even more bitter.

Such a bright pearl, such a stunning genius, actually regarded it as a waste, targeted and suppressed it everywhere, while the son of destiny, Su Ming, whom he regarded as a treasure, was like dust on the ground.

On the fighting stage.

Wang Teng's sword in his hand dripped blood, and he killed Zhuo Lang with a sword. Wang Teng looked at Li Qingyue and said indifferently: "Now, am I qualified to challenge you?"

His eyes were cold. He had challenged Li Qingyue before, but Li Qingyue was worried that taking action would damage his face, but he wanted to kill Wang Teng, so he asked Zhuo Lang to take action on his behalf and set the rules for life and death. He thought he had the best of both worlds, which not only saved his face, but also killed Wang Teng.

But in the end, he was the first core disciple of Tianyuan Academy and the super genius Zhuo Lang, who was highly valued by the eldest prince, died at Wang Teng's hands!

Zhuo Lang died, and Li Qingyue was inseparable from this matter. He could have predicted the thunderous wrath of the eldest prince.

Hearing Wang Teng's words, Li Qingyue couldn't help but take a deep breath, his face was as gloomy as water, his eyes were cold as ice for thousands of years, and his murderous intent was awe-inspiring.

"You actually killed Zhuo Lang, and you will be redeemable if you die!"

Li Qingyue's tone was cold, and endless anger and murderous intent were already surging in his heart.

"The person I want to challenge is you. But you asked him to come up and die! So, the person who killed him is not me, but you!"

Feeling the strong murderous intent on the other party, a sneer appeared on the corner of Wang Teng's mouth, then his expression suddenly became sharp, and he shouted: "Now, it's your turn!"
Chapter completed!