Meng Chen was horrified. If he hadn't avoided it in time, he would have been seriously injured by this sword.
Xiao Yicheng spent the rest of his life looking around, looking for someone to save him.
A tall figure fell down, wearing a red gold battle armor. The golden battle sword returned to his hand. As he swung it, the sword energy came out violently and slashed towards Meng Chen.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
The sharp sword swept forward, carrying a sharp aura, and slashed straight towards his body.
Outside his body, thunder and lightning danced like silver snakes, and the violent energy shattered all the raging sword energy.
As soon as this person arrived, Meng Chen felt a strong sense of oppression, and the terrifying power made him feel a little afraid.
The three San Xuantian monks who had been beaten back steadily by Meng Chen saw the person coming and hurriedly stepped forward.
"Long Teng, this person killed Chi Hao!"
"Long Teng, this son is a powerful enemy and cannot be kept!"
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They all had solemn faces, and their resentment towards Meng Chen was about to solidify.
Long Teng's expression was indifferent, and his eyes were covered with a golden mask, which covered his eyes and added a sense of mystery, making people feel fearful.
He said indifferently: "Xiao Yicheng? Where is the token?"
Wu Hao and Zhou Quan were extremely weak. When they heard the man's inquiry, they felt anxious.
Zhou Quan looked at Xiao Yicheng who was sitting in the distance and said: "Xiao Cheng! No, you can't give the token to him! Once they win the first stage, they will definitely lose in the second stage with our current strength. ! ”
Wu Hao also looked sad: "Xiao Yicheng! If you still have any conscience, don't give the token to him!"
When Xiao Yicheng heard the shouting, he glanced at them and then looked away, and began to unpack his storage bag.
The three people in the Sanxuan Heaven Realm respected Long Teng so much, and their status was extraordinary. He had no chance to return to the East Phoenix Realm, so he could only hold on to this thigh. He quickly took out the storage bag and sent the token inside to Long Teng.
Zhou Quan and Wu Hao's eyes widened with regret and anger.
Long Teng lowered his eyes and swept his indifferent eyes over the storage bag. His eyes suddenly turned cold, and the golden sword was already placed on Xiao Yicheng's neck.
"No token, are you kidding me?"
With cold words and a sword full of murderous intent, Xiao Yicheng could clearly sense that if he couldn't give him a satisfactory explanation, he would die in the next moment!
With a look of disbelief on his face, he opened the storage bag and wanted to take out the token inside. However, after opening the storage bag, apart from some sundries, there was no sign of the token anywhere.
Xiao Yicheng's face became more and more gray, completely drained of color, and even turned black and blue, like a dead person.
"No...impossible! All eleven tokens are in here, why are there no more? Why?"
When he said these words, the long sword in Long Teng's hand swiped across his neck, his head rolled to the ground, and his soul was crushed in an instant.
Xiao Yicheng died like this, which made Meng Chen frown across from him. It was too easy for him to die like this, but it was a pity that he couldn't control it.
When Zhou Quan and Wu Hao saw Xiao Yicheng's death, they were not sad. Instead, they felt like they were surviving a disaster.
Meng Chen had been looking at them since Xiao Yicheng's death, and they felt the intense gaze. When they met Meng Chen's gaze, they felt their faces burning.
They framed and excluded Meng Chen, kept a traitor by their side, and kept defending him. Such stupid and stupid things really made them lose face, and they wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Meng Chen admired them for a few times, feeling ashamed and then looked back. For these people, Meng Chen felt disgusted even if he looked at them twice. The key is that there is an extremely dangerous existence on the opposite side. Long Teng is even more powerful than Chi Hao, let alone four against one!
Meng Chen faced the four monks from the Three Mysterious Heaven Realm directly, his eyes were deep and he showed no intention of flinching.
Long Teng raised his eyebrows, his murderous aura and fighting spirit getting higher and higher.
The other three people are also gearing up, and their cultivation energy continues to radiate.
Meng Chen stared at them, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you dare to challenge me alone?"
All four of them had a look of surprise on their faces. They originally thought that the other party would say harsh words or scold them, but they didn't expect that he would actually make such a request.
Among them, the monk who was naked to the waist said scornfully: "Are you kidding? It would be great if we could crush you four to one, why should we play a duel with you?"
The two people around him sneered, their eyes full of contempt and disdain.
Meng Chen didn't pay attention to them, but kept staring at Long Teng.
This guy is wearing a cool armor, and he looks like a habitual offender of pretense. Now he has proposed a one-on-one challenge. As a pretense person, how could he refuse? Where can I put my face if I refuse?
"What? Don't you dare?" Meng Chen added to the anger.
The shirtless monk said scornfully: "Do you think there is something wrong with our brains? Stop saying such ridiculous and generous words!"
When he said this, Long Teng's cold gaze fell on him. Although he was wearing a golden eyepatch, the feeling of oppression was not reduced at all.
He stammered: "Long Teng, there is no need for us to duel with him. After winning the first stage, there will naturally be a duel."
Long Teng snorted coldly: "Is there any difference between killing him now and killing him later? Since he proposed it, why not satisfy his dying wish?"
When the three of them heard this, their expressions were a little complicated, but they quickly calmed down.
What Long Teng said is correct. There is no difference between letting Meng Chen die now or later. Long Teng is invincible, especially in the four basic realms!
They retreated silently, apparently agreeing with Long Teng's decision to fight.
A hint of secret joy flashed in Meng Chen's eyes, and at the same time he began to continuously stimulate his cultivation and improve his condition, not daring to underestimate the enemy in the slightest.
Zhou Quan, Wu Hao and the others stood up slowly and retreated in embarrassment, probably preparing to run away. Meng Chen didn't care about that and didn't even give them a spare look.
After the three of them got up in embarrassment, they bowed deeply to Meng Chen.
Meng Chen called out bad luck: "I'm not dead yet! You must be sick!"
Zhou Quan was a little embarrassed and said bitterly: "We just want to express our apology to you, I'm sorry!"
But Meng Chen didn't care: "Go away! Don't insult me here!"
The three of them were scolded angrily by Meng Chen, but they did not dare to lose any temper and hurriedly retreated back.
The golden sword in Long Teng's hand shone with golden divine light, and the sharp sword energy gathered together, making a buzzing sound.
"What's your name?" Long Teng looked down at him with a condescending attitude.
"Meng Chen!" Meng Chen didn't talk nonsense. Thunder gathered around his body, and the thunder spear accumulated in his hand, and he took the lead to kill Long Teng.
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