Chapter 394 Demon Child Is Injured

Song Tianming was defeated by Wang Teng, and he was a little discouraged.

He had just defeated all the heroes of the world and was invincible in the world. Even figures like Mu Tianshen were suppressed.

However, under the fists and feet of Wang Teng, the demon, Song Tianming lost miserably. Even if he fought hard, he was quickly defeated and could not win.

Song Tianming was a little discouraged. He thought he had gone far enough, but he was still not good enough in front of Wang Teng, the demon, and was even crushed.

However, if Song Tianming knew the origin of Wang Teng, the demon, and knew his life, Song Tianming would feel that his defeat was not unjust at all.

Because Wang Teng was the demon that the Blood Pity Demon Cult cultivated with all its strength, and he was an outstanding figure who could match the unparalleled genius outside the domain.

There is no doubt that Wang Teng is very terrifying, at least in the territory of Qiongbei Domain, he is invincible, and the older generation cannot suppress him.

In fact, Wang Teng was also surprised. Song Tianming's strength exceeded his imagination.

As a demon of the Blood Pity Demon Cult, Wang Teng has received countless top resources, and his growth can be called invincible. At least in the northern cultivation world of Qiongbei Territory, Wang Teng does not think that anyone can compete with him.

However, Song Tianming, the immortal cultivator, was beyond Wang Teng's expectations. This person was very strong, so strong that he could even fight with him.

At this time, Wang Teng quickly formed seals with his hands and silently chanted a spell. In an instant, a thick blood-colored mist surged out of his body and quickly condensed into an endless sea of ​​blood.

This sea of ​​blood contained endless demonic energy and resentment, as if it could devour all living things.

Wang Teng stood on the sea of ​​blood, like a demon god who controlled life and death. Every look and every movement of his was full of endless majesty and power.

Facing Wang Teng's endless sea of ​​blood, Song Tianming did not show any fear.

Song Tianming knew that retreating at this time would only put himself in a deeper desperate situation.

So, he gritted his teeth, urged the immortal essence in his body, and used his most powerful sword technique, Blue Lotus Dawn.

The long sword in Song Tianming's hand turned into a brilliant green light, and instantly split into countless sword shadows. Under Song Tianming's control, these sword shadows illuminated the entire blood sea like the dawn.

Each sword in the Blue Lotus Dawn sword technique contains endless sword energy and vitality. Under Song Tianming's control, they constantly attack the blood sea, trying to break Wang Teng's blood sea defense.

However, Wang Teng did not panic. He snorted coldly, and quickly formed seals with both hands, urging the blood sea to release stronger demonic energy, and launched a more intense collision with the sword shadow of the Blue Lotus Dawn sword technique.

In this battle between sword shadows and demonic energy, the whole world seemed to be torn apart, space was distorted, time was stagnant, and everything became blurred.

However, in this chaos, Song Tianming found a breakthrough again.

Song Tianming keenly caught a tiny flaw in Wang Teng's activation of the Endless Sea of ​​Blood, so he did not hesitate to activate the true essence in his body, and gathered all the sword shadows in the Azure Lotus Dawn Sword Technique into a huge Azure Lotus Sword, carrying endless sword energy and vitality, and slashed towards Wang Teng's flaw.

However, Wang Teng did not sit still and wait for death. He quickly activated the Ten Thousand Refining Demon Body, turning his body into a black lightning, and dodged Song Tianming's fatal blow.

At the same time, Wang Teng also took the opportunity to launch a counterattack, performing another secret physical technique of the Blood Pity Demon Cult - Blood Shadow Clone.

Wang Teng's figure flashed quickly on the battlefield, and instantly turned into countless blood-colored clones, each of which had the same strength and magical powers as him, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

Facing Wang Teng's Blood Shadow Clone, Song Tianming did not show any panic.

Song Tianming knew that the only way to find a way to crack it was to stay calm at this time.

Therefore, Song Tianming quickly activated the immortal essence in his body and used his most powerful magic weapon, the Green Lotus Jade Pendant.

The jade pendant emitted a faint green light in Song Tianming's hand, and instantly formed a green lotus field, covering Wang Teng's blood shadow clone.

In the green lotus field, each green lotus contained endless sword energy and purification power, and they constantly attacked Wang Teng's blood shadow clone, trying to break their illusory bodies.

And Wang Teng's blood shadow clone continued to dissipate and condense under the attack of the green lotus field, as if there was no end.

However, at this moment, Song Tianming keenly caught a trace of unusual breath.

Song Tianming found that among these blood shadow clones, there was a clone whose breath was completely different from the others.

So, he did not hesitate to activate the Green Lotus Jade Pendant, gathered all the sword energy and purification power into a beam of brilliant green lotus light, and shot towards the unusual blood shadow clone.

This attack condensed all of Song Tianming's strength and will, and its power was enough to shake the world.

And Wang Teng's unusual blood shadow clone, under the illumination of the green lotus light, instantly turned into a black smoke and dissipated into the invisible.

At the same time, Wang Teng's true body was also revealed. His face became extremely pale, and he had obviously suffered a lot of damage.

The monks watching were also shocked. Wang Teng was a demon-level hero who could be ranked alongside the unparalleled geniuses outside the domain. He was a truly terrifying hero who swept the world and stood tall.

However, such a powerful Wang Teng was injured in front of Song Tianming.

Although Wang Teng relaxed a little during the process and even fought easily, in the end, he still suffered injuries.

The result is everything.

Wang Teng took the injury, which was the best compliment to Song Tianming.

"You are really capable. You can hurt me even with your last stand when you were seriously injured and dying. Unfortunately, the gap between you and me is too big. If you practice the Dao for another thirty years, you may be qualified to compete with me!" Wang Teng was angry, and dark lightning flashed in his palm. One after another killing Dao scene reappeared in the void. He wanted to kill Song Tianming, the great enemy, with the strongest means.

However, just when Wang Teng was about to take action, Shen Feiyang, the leader of Dengtian Sect, came in time.

"Don't hurt the people of my sect!" Shen Feiyang was excited and his magic power was gushing. Song Tianming was the revival talent of his Dengtian Sect. How could he lose to Wang Teng, the demon.

"Humph! Just relying on you, a cultivator of the quasi-heaven realm, you want to stop me?" Wang Teng put his hands behind his back, very disdainful. He came to the three sects competition today to establish his prestige and to revive the pressure of the demon sect.

Shen Feiyang, a middle-aged monk wearing a Confucian robe and holding a long sword, came in the void. His eyes were like the deep night sky, flashing with wisdom and determination.

The Nine Mysterious Confucian Classics that Shen Feiyang practiced were extraordinary. Not only could he play with the runes of heaven and earth, but he could also condense these runes into a book and turn them into a book that suppressed everything. Its power was enough to scare any enemy.

"Wang Teng, although you are strong, today, I, Shen Feiyang, will not allow you to wreak havoc here!" Shen Feiyang's voice was as gentle as jade, but every word was sonorous, as if every sentence contained the truth of heaven and earth, and hit people's hearts directly.

Wang Teng sneered, and the Wanlian Demon Body emitted a faint black light. He did not take Shen Feiyang seriously: "A mere Confucian scholar dares to compete with me? Your runes and swordsmanship are just fireflies in front of my Wanlian body. Dare to compete with the bright moon!"