At the opening of the Qianzong Conference, on the Tongtian Peak, Jian Teng and Min Hen, the two favorites to win the championship, unexpectedly came to the same stage.
Jian Teng was the first person to climb Tongtian Peak, and he had no concern about who his opponent was, while Min Hen was fearless. The battle platform he chose was near Jian Teng, unlike Yu Wen Lei, although he was also not afraid of Feng. Yun Yun, but at least the battle platform Yu Wenlei chose was separated from Feng Yun at both ends of the Demon-Fuming Peak.
Therefore, Jian Teng and Min Hen encountered each other so early.
Fierce fighting is inevitable.
The clouds and mist in the void occasionally blew away, revealing a battle platform embedded in Tongtian Peak. Two people stood scattered on the battle platform. At this moment, everyone was watching.
Jian Teng, the Haori Sword Sect, wears white clothes to outline his tall and straight figure. He carries a broad sword on his back. He is powerful and heroic. The eyes like eagles under his eyebrows seem to reveal the sword inadvertently. gas.
His whole body is like a sword, an arrogant sword, people are like swords, swords are like people, people and swords merge together, using his sword to defend the top position of the Shenglong Table in Western Xinjiang.
And his opponent, who is unknown, is the biggest dark horse of this Thousand Sects Association, Min Hen of the West Demon Hall.
Just from the fact that Min Hen was the first to break into the Tongtian Temple and get the opportunity to have magical powers, we can get a glimpse of his general strength. After Min Hen came to prominence, his details were quickly spread. After all, they were all big shots in Western Xinjiang. As long as Min Hen had appeared in Western Xinjiang, there would always be a way to find out the information.
Min Hen came from the Dafeng Dynasty and was quickly known.
The Dafeng Dynasty is naturally associated with Yu Wenlei of the Undulating Demonic Peak, who was also the origin of the Dafeng Dynasty. Therefore, the Dafeng Dynasty is only located in a corner of Western Xinjiang, but it has begun to become a bit complicated and mysterious.
Min Hen dealt with Jian Teng's momentum calmly and calmly. Others may not know how terrifying Min Hen is, but Yu Wenlei was particularly impressed by him.
Back in the Hengduan Mountains of Da Feng, Yu Wenlei was completely defeated by Min Hen in a single fight. In the end, he relied on several brothers to work together to use the 'Five Elements Sword Formation' to barely defeat him. Today, Min Hen is bound to be even stronger. .
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...
The sound of the war drums stopped, and suddenly, the aura from Jian Teng, a young man in white, erupted like a mountain torrent. The sword aura gathered above him, and faintly turned into a giant sword that held up the sky.
cluster!
Jian Teng took action, and the two of them started fighting without saying a word.
"Jiejie..."
Min Hen raised his head slightly, feeling the giant sword coming towards his face. He stretched out his arm, and then an unusually thick black spiritual power surged and swirled, forming two black palms. The palms of the hands came together to clamp down on the giant sword in mid-air. sword.
The eighth level spiritual king!
Min Hen's cultivation level has actually exceeded the eighth level Spirit King, while Jian Teng is still at the peak of the seventh level Spirit King. In terms of spiritual strength, Jian Teng suffers a little. Moreover, Min Hen's demonic energy is extremely pure and extraordinary.
"Destroy!"
However, Jian Teng remained unmoved. The sword energy around him seemed to be of substance, crazily pouring into the giant sword.
Bang!
The giant sword chopped off two demonic energy palms and fell in front of Min Hen.
So strong!
In the first round of the confrontation between the two sides, many spectators were stunned, their eyes were firmly attracted, and they were unwilling to look away for a moment.
Jian Teng is very strong, and his sword has already reached the power of a ninth-level spiritual king. It seems that he has not tried his best.
…
On the Demon-Conquering Peak, Yu Wenlei and Mao Yifei left the fighting platform and fought fiercely in the air. Mao Yifei gritted his teeth and held on, sustaining more than a hundred moves.
On the other hand, Yu Wenlei slashed out his sword palms in a series, as if he was walking in the clouds. No matter where Mao Yifei fled, his sword palms would chase after him like maggots on his tarsus!
"Wait a minute, I admit defeat!"
Finally, Mao Yifei was discouraged, and Yu Wenlei won this battle.
Immediately, Yu Wenlei returned to the fighting stage, and Mao Yifei had already left the Demon-Conquering Peak.
"It's still not enough. What exactly is lacking in Shenglong Zhan..."
He felt a little anxious and time was running out. He sighed and flew to Area 11. Suddenly, he turned his head sharply. On the Tongtian Peak, which was far away, the noise of the battle was so loud that it even alerted the Demon-Conquering Peak!
"Min Hen, Jian Teng, these two guys..."
As a result, Yu Wenlei also began to pay attention to the battle at Tongtian Peak. The more he watched, the more secretly he was stunned. The top experts in the first echelon were indeed much stronger than him. The fluctuations in the battle between these two monsters were definitely to the point. Ninth-level spiritual king level.
Currently, the only ones who can rival these two are his eldest brother Yuwen Tuo and Feng Yun. In comparison, Guan Jiu is lagging behind in the first echelon.
The sword energy was flowing wildly and the spiritual power was raging. The battle at Tongtian Peak became more and more intense, and the giant sword transformed by the sword energy moved forward inexorably. Immediately afterwards, Min Hen shook his arm, gave up resisting and turned around to avoid it.
Even though Min Hen's body did not come into contact with the giant sword with the sword just now, he still felt a slight stinging sensation on his arm.
Boom!
The giant sword struck out of the battle platform, and the entire void around Tongtian Peak was filled with chaotic spiritual energy. Wherever the shadow of the sword passed, the spiritual energy seemed to have been completely extracted, and even the space was weakly distorted.
"ah……"
The sword energy shadow disappeared, but several uncoordinated screams were heard.
It turned out that the battle platform the two monsters were in was only in the eighth area of Tongtian Peak. There were still nearly a thousand battle platforms in the eighth area. However, on several nearby battle platforms, the juniors who were fighting suffered unparalleled disasters.
This funny scene is unprecedented.
Before the giant sword dissipated, it affected several battle platforms. A dozen people were accidentally injured and fell from Tongtian Peak.
"These guys are really unlucky..."
When Yu Wenlei saw this, he immediately sympathized with the dozen or so people. Some fell into coma and lost their qualifications. Some were still conscious but had no shame to go on the battlefield again.
At the same time, Yu Wenlei was frightened by Jian Teng's attack method. Such sword energy was really unparalleled. He estimated that if it were him, it would be difficult for him to take on such sword energy.
Whoosh!
Min Hen jumped up, moving vigorously, like the swift wind, and in the blink of an eye he clung to the wall of Tongtian Peak. In an instant, a playful smile appeared on his lips.
"Devil Palm, die!"
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Min Hen swung his palms alternately, and black handprints separated from his body. In just a few breaths, hundreds of black handprints fell hard on the battlefield.
"hiss……"
The spectators below gasped and sweated for Jian Teng. Min Hen's fighting style was too brutal, and he looked like he was just focusing on the target and bombing wildly.
Yu Wenlei, who was far away in the Demon-Fuming Peak, couldn't help but clenched his fists. I really regret not getting rid of this Min Hen. Now he has become a big problem!
The Demonic Palm used by Min Hen was not a high-level martial arts skill. I remember that even his father, who was the spy of the West Demon Hall, was able to perform this palm technique.
In fact, Demonic Palm is the introductory martial arts of the Demon Palace in the Central Continent. Almost every disciple of the Demon Palace and even the minions of the branch can practice it. The level of the martial arts is not high.
But at this time, the demonic palm was in Min Hen's hands, and he was using it superbly. With the pure demonic power, the power of each hand seal was greatly increased.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The attack wave of countless black spiritual handprints caused the entire battle platform to roar. It was hard to imagine what happened to Jian Teng on the battle platform.
The black handprint almost engulfed the battle platform. Gradually, when the spiritual power calmed down a little, everyone couldn't wait to look at the battle platform, wanting to have a closer look.
"It doesn't matter to Jian Teng! How could that guy named Min Hen be so strong..."
"It's so scary to have such tricks at such a young age..."
"The Western Demon Hall is hidden too deep, not only this Min Hen, but also Feng Yun from Fu Mo Peak..."
All forces in Western Xinjiang are communicating secretly. Even the aloof old man Yimen of the Spirit Palace is paying attention to the battle situation at Tongtian Peak, and his face seems to be very unhappy.
"Look, Jian Teng is fine!"
I don't know who exclaimed, which affected everyone's mood.
Buzz…
I saw that in the eighth area of Tongtian Peak, the battle platform withstood the destruction of dense spiritual handprints, but the result was not damaged at all, and not even a tiny crack appeared on the surface of the battle platform.
Yu Wenlei was surprised and secretly thought that the formation of the four peaks was really powerful.
In the center of the battle stage, around the young man in white, a layer of hazy armor was wrapped with sword energy. The sword energy was on the verge of disintegration. It was still there, but at least it withstood the violent blast just now.
call out!
Suddenly, in the next moment, the young man in white, Jian Teng, raised his head, his eyes locked on Min Hen on the peak wall, stepped on one foot, and rose up from the ground. At the same time, one of his hands held the handle behind his back. Broad sword.
