Peerless Martial God's Rebirth

Chapter 1789

The longer it lasts, the more powerful it will be.

Pu Jiuling knew very well that it would be bad for him to continue to struggle.

Now the best way to break the game is to end the battle as soon as possible and win the battle before Pu Yantao has the absolute upper hand.

It's not easy to do this.

After more than an hour of struggle, Pu Jiuling consumed a lot of physical strength and his aura was also seriously consumed.

Pu Yantao is the same. He didn't take julingdan to supplement his aura. He just wanted to defeat Pu Jiuling with his own ability, so as to save someone from gossiping that his strength is not as good as PU Jiuling and is invincible!

Now it has completely entered his rhythm.

Pu Yantao felt that his aura was consumed, but his state was getting better and better. The situation began to tilt towards him gradually, and the aura of kingcraft was gradually brought into play.

Watching Pu Yantao's performance, we can see that his self-confidence comes out and shows everyone's style.

Under the stage, Yang Teng nodded slightly. Pu Yantao could defeat his opponent as long as he carried Pu Jiuling's last fight.

Pu Jiuling did not show the image of defeat, but he could see that Pu Jiuling could not be caught so easily. He was bound to have the last fight before he lost.

Yang Teng did not remind Pu Yantao. He believed Pu Yantao would understand this.

"Pu Yantao! I'll fight with you!" Pu Jiuling immediately ran all the aura in his body, burst into a drink, and danced many sword mountains in his hand. Each sword mountain contains endless killing opportunities. As long as an attack can work, he can easily kill Pu Yantao.

Yang Teng was moved by Pu Jiuling's display of such tricks. Pu Jiuling should not be underestimated!

Needless to say, with this knife, Pu Jiuling is absolutely qualified to be called a master of sabre.

It's not because of high cultivation that you have the qualification to call it this way. High cultivation just means that you have more power to display your war skills.

The lower the cultivation level is, the more powerful the sabre skill is, the more qualified he is to be called a sabre master.

The power of Pu Jiuling's knife can be seen by Yang Teng's attention.

Yang Teng stared at PU Jiuling's every move. He didn't want to see Pu Yantao how to dissolve the knife, but to see how Pu Jiuling inspired the power of the knife and how to enhance the power of the knife to such a level.

Yang Teng sighed in his heart that the power of the same move exerted in his hands was just so, and it would not be stronger than that exerted by Pu Jiuling.

This is not to say that Yang Teng's attainments in Sabre art are not as good as PU Jiuling's, but Yang Teng doesn't know the sabre spectrum of this Sabre art. Pu Jiuling has practiced this Sabre art for many years.

Therefore, it is bound to be more powerful than Yang Teng when using the same knife.

Yang Teng kept his eyes on the way and angle of Pu Jiuling's knife. At the same time, he used divine knowledge and mysterious magic skills to record every subtle action and change of Pu Jiuling in the sea of knowledge.

At the moment when the knife mountain fell, Yang Teng smiled. He had mastered most of the essence of the knife. Without mastering the knife spectrum, he could set a better knife spectrum for the knife himself.

I believe that soon, if Yang Teng wields such a knife, its power will definitely be above Pu Jiuling!

Pu Jiuling can be called a master of swordsmanship, but Yang Teng is definitely a great master!

It depends on how Pu Yantao deals with this knife.

Pu Yantao laughed wildly: "Pu Jiuling, is this a knife you have learned after a hundred years of isolation? That's all!"

The long sword in his hand didn't have any superfluous movements and stabbed straight at the knife mountain.

Wang Daoqi!

"Good!" Yang Teng clapped his hands and laughed. Pu Yantao made the most correct choice.

Don't compete with PU Jiuling about his fighting skills, and don't care if his blow is not as dazzling as PU Jiuling's knife, that is, use the pressure of the king to control the other party.

To some extent, this is like a battle between fighters. One force will reduce ten meetings!

Any fancy move is so vulnerable in front of the king's Qi.

"Broken!" the long sword pierced a heavy mountain.

Pu Jiuling's face changed. This attack was his strongest mace. He didn't use it all the time. He just wanted to consume Pu Yantao's physical strength before launching the strongest attack.

His idea is good, but he still underestimates Pu Yantao's understanding of the Qi of kingcraft.

This simple and ordinary sword, without any superfluous action, can be displayed by anyone, and even a child can stab such a plain sword.

But in Pu Jiuling's eyes, this sword is irresistible!

It is said to turn complexity into simplicity and return to simplicity.

Pu Yantao's sword showed such an effect.

"Poof!" countless heavy knife mountains disappeared instantly, leaving only a long knife hanging three inches above Pu Yantao's head.

As long as it goes down another three inches, it will chop on Pu Yantao's head.

Even a trace of Dao Qi had fallen on Pu Yantao's head. With the breeze, a wisp of black hair fluttered in the wind.

"You, I!" Pu Jiuling's eyes were full of unwilling, "you are really strong. I don't lose unjustly!"

With these words, Pu Jiuling spewed out a mouthful of blood.

Pu Yantao shook his arm and pulled out his long sword. There was a wound through Pu Jiuling's chest, which was his heart.

"Alas!" Pu Yantao sighed, "you and I fought for two or three hundred years. Unexpectedly, you died in my hands."

"There is no right or wrong in the world. Long age, you can go at ease!"

Pu Yantao hugged Pu Jiuling, jumped off the challenge arena, and then handed Pu Jiuling's body to the strong men of the Pu family.

"Pu Yantao! You bastard, you are cruel to each other. You are rebellious!" the old man, who was led by him, stared at PU Yantao with fire in his eyes.

If this is not the mainland of genius, I believe he will slap Pu Yantao.

Pu Yantao didn't say anything more. It's already so. What's the meaning of those words.

Under the hatred of several strong men in the Pu family, Pu Yantao strode towards Yang Teng. Pu Yantao watched carefully who asked to take him in.

"Yes, it didn't disappoint me." Yang Teng looked at PU Yantao with a smile.

After coming to the Pantheon realm, Yang Teng took in several men, each with his own skills, and everyone was good.

What he values more is Pu Yantao, the peerless genius of Tiandou star domain, who will become a strong man in the future. Pu Yantao may not have the qualification to compete for the throne of the great emperor, but his future achievements are at least the realm of quasi emperor.

"I don't know what to call this fellow." Pu Yantao asked.

Yang Teng smiled: "this is not a place to speak. Let's go to the star master's house to talk in detail. In the star master's house, you don't have to worry that the walls have ears."

The star Lord looked helpless. He didn't dare to disobey the Lord's order, so he had to take them to the star Lord's house.

Pu Weitian knows what happened in the challenge arena very well.

Pu Wei was furious when he learned that Pu Jiuling died miserably under Pu Yantao's sword.

He didn't expect to finish talking with the star Lord. He wanted to send someone to kill Pu Yantao. The star Lord also promised him to turn a blind eye to this matter. In the twinkling of an eye, the star Lord stood next to the guy who took Pu Yantao in.

After calming down, Pu Weitian thought carefully, who is this little monk of unknown origin? He was able to mobilize the star Lord to escort him.

He seems to remember seeing the little friar in the back garden of Xingzhu mansion.

There were no strong men around the little friar, and I didn't see anything special about him.

Pu Weitian thought secretly and should not act rashly for the time being.

After all, this is the Pantheon domain, not his Tiandou star domain. You can't do anything too serious.

First find out the identity of the little friar, and then determine what to do next.

It is the patience that a superior must have.

Accompanied by the star master, Yang Teng and Pu Yantao came to the star master's house.

The middle star Lord is angry. What is the origin of this little friar? The Lord of the domain praises him so.

Back to his astral mansion, he didn't want to be humble.

Just about to show off the power of the star Lord, I gave Yang Teng a low horse.

He strode into the reception hall, ignoring Yang Teng and Pu Yantao behind him.

However, Lu Tianming, the domain master, came out from the inside, "Zhongxing master, where are your guests? How dare you hang your guests outside? You came in first! Have you forgotten what the domain Master said!"

In a word, the star Lord was hit hard. He didn't dare to contradict Lu Tianming. He had to say, "Lord Yu misunderstood. I'm going to come in and clean up, and then invite your guests in."

Lu Tianming said coldly, "no, I'll go out to meet your guests in person!"

The middle star Lord stared and couldn't believe it. The Lord of the domain had to meet him in person. The origin of this little monk couldn't imagine.

He didn't know that the black jade card in Yang Teng's hand was in charge of the life and death power of the whole pantheon. Even killing Lu Tianming was just raising his hand.

His little star Lord is not worth mentioning!

Lu Tianming personally came to the reception hall. Pu Yantao didn't know that this was the master of the Pantheon. His head was in a mess and he didn't know where his future road was.

"Lord Lu, I really don't dare you to come out to meet me in person." Yang Teng said in a tone that didn't mean anything.

Pu Yantao was startled. Hearing Yang Teng's address to this man, could it be that this is the master of the Pantheon domain.

Lu Tianming looked helpless. "Don't say so, Messenger. You are the messenger of the master. This is what I should do."

"Messenger, please come in."

The star Lord is also covered. What master? What messenger?

Why can't he understand it at all.

It doesn't matter if you don't understand, but it doesn't hinder the judgment of the star Lord. This humble little monk must have an amazing background.

Entering the living room, Yang Teng did not refuse, but directly sat in the main seat. Lu Tianming sat in the second seat, followed by Zhongxing Lord and Pu Yantao.

"As long as you and I know my other identity, there is no need to make it known to everyone," Yang Teng said.

Lu Tianming quickly nodded and said, "my subordinates understand."

This sound frightened Zhongxing Lord and Pu Yantao.

It turns out that this little monk has such a high status!

Yang Teng turned to Pu Yantao, "aren't you curious about who I am and why I dare to fight Pu Weitian."

"Let me show you who I am!" Yang Teng stretched out his hand to uncover the exquisite mask on his face.