Teng Chongming is a casual cultivator who has reached the great perfection of the Baodan realm. He may not be a powerful figure in the Wu Zhou territory, but he can definitely support a sect in Dongyang County.
In addition, the demon cultivator has precious bloodline, possesses the ability of different eyes, and is also a top-notch master.
Being unknown and unknown is just the master's job.
Teng Chongming is not a disciple of the Tianjian Sect, and his name is not included in the real-name directory. He was accepted as a disciple by the elders of the Tianjian Sect since he was a child, and his bloodline was taken to help him grow. His strength developed to the great perfection of the Baodan realm, and he was ordered to guard the Xianlong Formation.
This guard lasted for three years.
He worked diligently for three years without going out, and except for the irreversible collapse of his spiritual veins, he never made any mistakes.
The strange phenomenon of the collapse of the spiritual vein has been covered up by the ruins, and the spying of the Huangji Sect has been driven away, but Teng Chongming did not dare to be careless. Upon hearing that the Huangji Sect had come to cause trouble again, he personally rushed to the Xianlong Formation to inspect it.
As he expected, the Huangji Sect used despicable means to cause trouble openly and secretly sent monks in the Baodan realm to infiltrate.
Teng Chongming used his special eyes to capture Lu Bei's hiding place and saw his level of cultivation. He was in a dilemma. The cultivators in Baodan realm are different from those in foundation building stage. If he killed him, it would reveal that there was another secret in the secret realm. Not killing him was impossible.
After a moment's hesitation, he blocked Lu Bei's way out and decided to dump the body in the secret place and return it to the Huangji Sect after covering it up. Otherwise, he could beat him half to death, take him away from Langyu County, and kill him in a good place to divert the Huangji Sect's attention.
Both of these options have doubts, but Teng Chongming had no choice. He secretly hated the Huangji Sect for having such a dog nose. It was totally unreasonable that such a secret passage could be discovered.
On both sides, warriors dressed as casual cultivators stepped forward, stood behind Teng Chongming with knives in hand, and set up a joint attack formation to block the exit.
Lu Bei stepped back slowly, keeping a distance between them. He glanced at the group of Foundation Establishment warriors and thought to himself that he couldn't understand.
He had tried his best to hide his presence, so he shouldn't have been discovered...
The situation has been exposed, and it is too late to consider these things. He secretly decided to bleed She Xuan when he returned, and to abandon the snake-skinning skill and replace it with the skill of invisibility and hiding.
On the left was the Dragon Trap Formation, and on the right was a cliff thousands of feet high. Lu Bei pondered for a moment and chose to stand in the middle.
Once inside the Dragon Trap Formation, no one could use their cultivation. He had the advantage of basic attributes, but once he did so, his appearance would be exposed. Even if he killed the enemy and successfully escaped, this place would be secretly destroyed by the Iron Sword Alliance.
Intelligence has no value and cannot be exchanged for an undercover identity.
cliff…
It's a dead end and he can't fly.
Besides, even if he could fly, being so high up would scare him half to death.
This is a difficult situation!
The red flame suddenly rose up.
Teng Chongming controlled the wind and rolled up a red light. A raging fire shot up into the sky, dyeing one side of the cliff bright red. Smoke and dust howled, hot wind rose high, and the ground shattered into cracks under the attack of the violent wind.
The flames were blazing, the temperature was astonishing, and the air around was twisting and tumbling under the heat, forming wrinkles that were visible to the naked eye.
Lu Bei took out the Jiangxiao Sword, raised his hand and split the fire wave, and the remaining energy swept towards Teng Chongming who was more than ten feet away.
A little-known casual cultivator and a disciple of the Huangji Sect. They had no intention of talking big before the fight started. After a single test, they pushed the battle into a fierce climax in an instant.
Teng Chongming flipped his hand and shattered the sword energy with a palm. Amid the sound explosions, his eyes burned with golden flames. He waved his arms to sweep down two giant eagles with fire tattoos. Then he suddenly closed his five fingers and controlled the giant eagles to swoop down in two directions.
There were cliffs a few feet behind him. Lu Bei had no way to retreat. He took a deep breath and activated the Dark Tide skill. The white light of the Crimson Sky Sword burst out, and the magnificent white giant sword swept across half the sky, instantly killing the two giant fire eagles.
Seeing this, Teng Chongming paused slightly. He originally thought that Lu Bei used sword skills to control the sword in order to hide his own moves. Now he understood that it was because he took an unconventional approach and pursued powerful destructive power, which caused the sword skills to be deformed and looked out of place.
In the rear, the assassins acted decisively. Seeing that Teng Chongming did not have the ability to easily defeat the intruders, they directly activated the self-destruct mechanism, locked the entrances and exits, and completely cut off any possibility of communication between this place and the outside world.
The sound of the mechanism was as quiet as a needle falling. Lu Bei fought Teng Chongming with all his might, completely unaware that his retreat had been blocked.
"Die!" x2
Strong winds exploded, and the hurricane stirred up countless pieces of gravel and dust. Teng Chongming was in mid-air, and the red flames around his body were like a giant eagle roaring silently into the sky.
Lu Bei stood on the burning ground, holding a sword in his hand. He did not care about the consumption of his mana and cultivation. Every time he swung the sword, he used the skill "Dark Tide" to assist. Continuous critical strikes released a soaring white light, and he managed to withstand the continuous attacks of the Great Perfection of the Baodan Realm.
At this point, Lu Bei no longer had any sweet dreams about intelligence. The pressure from Teng Chongming was too great. He was not worried about his mana dropping quickly, and he even thought that his ultimate skill cost too little mana. He just wanted his mana to drop below 30% as soon as possible to trigger the BUFF that doubled his strength and speed attributes and deal a fatal blow to his opponent.
Kill him, destroy the formation, and use his body as a bargaining chip!
Kill him, protect the formation, and throw his body out of Langyu County!
The two men shouted at the same time, their energy exploded, and under the strong collision, the space that was burned by the fire waves was shattered into cracks like real cracks.
In the firelight, Lu Bei fought and retreated, calculating the consumption of his magic power, and silently led Teng Chongming towards the Dragon Trap Formation.
Teng Chongming didn't fall for it at all. Although he was a demon cultivator, his magical powers and skills were more like those of a magic cultivator. Once he entered the formation, his strength would be greatly reduced.
He didn't dare to bet whether Lu Bei knew the mystery of the Dragon Trap Formation, and confirmed his identity as a physical cultivator and sword cultivator. He raised his fire wings high, blocking Lu Bei and the Dragon Trap Formation, and forced him towards the cliff little by little.
Boom—
Amid a roar of intense fire, Teng Chongming descended from the sky, his five fingers spread out to form eagle-shaped claws, and he slashed towards Lu Bei's door with one palm.
Within a radius of several feet, flames covered the sky and the sharp claws were so hot that they rubbed the air and produced a red glow.
Lu Bei's face was calm, his eyes flashing with cold light. He ignored the hot air pouring into his chest and lungs, tightly grasped the Jiangxiao Sword with both hands, and slashed fiercely towards the Eagle Claw.
The cultivation level is less than 30%, the judgment is successful, the skill "Backtracking" is activated, the strength and speed attributes are doubled, and the duration is five seconds.
Attributes: Strength 836, Speed 704, Spirit 623, Stamina 617, Charm 21, Luck 3
Crackling!
Amid a series of explosions, the ground could no longer bear the heavy pressure. As Lu Bei's feet sank in, the dry and hot stone surface quickly cracked into spider web-like cracks, and a large area collapsed near the cliff section.
Clusters of flames rose along the cracks, but were crushed by the air waves exploding from Lu Bei's body. Then a white sword light shot straight into the sky, and the flames, protective qi, and everything in the way, whether visible or invisible, were all split in two.
The beam of light that condensed into a material object made Teng Chongming shudder.
This sword cannot be blocked!
However, the supernatural power of his heterochromatic eyes was far more sharp than that of ordinary people. He saw through everything in an instant, and his sharp claws tore through the red light. His falling momentum became three times faster, and he slashed straight at the sword light.
"Die!" x2
Teng Chongming's eyes were filled with golden arrogance, his face turned red, and he pressed down his eagle claws and chopped fiercely on the sword light.
Buzz—
The air waves burst out, the anger kept boiling, and after a stalemate of half a second, the red flames instantly overwhelmed the white sword energy.
As Teng Chongming's sharp claws cleared the way, the materialized sword light shattered layer by layer. He locked his eyes on the Jiangxiao Sword, taking in the mirror-like broken sword body. Ignoring the hot blood overflowing from his palm, he grunted angrily and increased the pressure.
Ten meters.
Five meters.
One meter.
The eagle claw flew straight towards his face, and the Jiangxiao sword shattered, leaving only the hilt.
Lu Bei's eyes were cold and ruthless. He threw away the broken sword in his hand, turned his palm into a fist, and attacked the approaching claws.
It was just a plain punch, without any boxing techniques or theory, and no artistic conception hidden in it.
Teng Chongming was confident in his own skills and thought that Lu Bei was at the end of his rope. He pressed his sharp claws on a ball of red mist, wanting to burn him into a mummy on the spot.
The fists and palms collided, and the red mist shattered in an instant.
The fist hit straight up, and Teng Zhongming's expression was stiff. The powerful ability of his heterochromia allowed him to clearly perceive a circle of waves extending from the palm of his hand upwards, rushing straight towards his shoulders and back.
Just like the sharp claws breaking through the sword energy layer by layer before, Teng Chongming's metacarpals, ulna, radius, and humerus were shattered one by one. The fist came whistling, piercing through the air, and slammed into the chest of Teng Chongming in disbelief.
How is that possible? It was just an ordinary punch!
Snap!
Blood splattered in the sky, Teng Chongming's chest was sunken, and he flew backwards with his right arm drooping, heading straight for the blue dome like a cannonball.
In his eyes, Lu Bei stepped on the ground with both feet, and layers of air waves exploded, rushing straight forward like a sharp sword.
Teng Chongming woke up in an instant, spread his wings behind him, and flapped them to speed up and avoid the attack.
Lu Bei:∑(0_0;)
He stared dumbfoundedly at Teng Chongming, who had wings of his own. They were not wings made of fire, but real feather wings. He was running around in his heart, feeling very uncomfortable.
Damn it, don’t let me look down on you, get down here, let’s have a real fistfight between men!
Lu Bei clenched his bloody fist and slowly landed on the ground. He looked up at the sky in silence. The five-second countdown passed quickly, and there was nothing he could do.
"I hate bird people!"
It's not over yet.
Another thing that made Lu Bei doubt his life happened. The ground beneath his feet suddenly collapsed, and rocks flew everywhere. He was also pulled down by the sudden gravity and fell into the depths of darkness.
Boom! !
The strong wind swept across the field, crushing Lu Bei, who was trying to find a way to escape by using the rubble as a stepping stone.
"Excuse me, I have been stationed here for three years. How to deal with strong enemies and what to do if I encounter an enemy that I cannot defeat, these scenes have evolved in my mind thousands of times."
Teng Zhongming muttered to himself, looking down at Lu Bei from above, coughing up a mouthful of hot blood, and said with a miserable smile: "Your Excellency is very skilled, I am ashamed of myself, please die!"
After waiting for a while on the slope of the broken wall, Teng Chongming activated his special eye ability and confirmed that Lu Bei had no means of controlling the wind, then he slowly fell from mid-air.
He sat cross-legged on the ground, lowered his head and kept coughing up blood. He ignored his limp right arm and waved his hand to call over two assassins.
With a loud bang, a column of fire rushed forward, and one of the two dead men was intact, while the other was carbonized into ash and turned into a handful after falling to the ground.
"Send his ashes to the secret realm!"