Yue the Third and Yun Zhonghe, one in front and one behind, stared intently at Wang Teng.
Wang Teng immediately felt a bit tense, gripping the Xia People's Sword tightly with both hands.
Both of them were elite-level characters, with a comprehensive combat power of around 500, not to be underestimated.
His comprehensive combat power was only around 290.
However, he had a trump card, the enhanced talents of Physique, Power, Spirit, and Speed, which could boost his comprehensive combat power to over 500 when the time came.
But even with a combat power of over 500, he didn't have much confidence in taking on both of them at once.
Moreover, Yue the Third and Yun Zhonghe were both long-time famous figures in Jianghu, cunning and crafty.
Their signature skills were also very difficult to deal with.
Why were they here? Just to capture Wang Yuyan?
Could there be some hidden motive in this?
A series of doubts arose in Wang Teng's mind.
Just then, Yun Zhonghe launched a surprise attack.
"Quick!"
With just a flicker of his body, he vanished from his original position.
Suddenly appearing on Wang Teng's left, his large hands enveloped the entire area, making it dazzling to the eyes.
Wang Teng was slightly startled and urgently retreated backward.
[Gale and Thunder, Activate!]
Fortunately, he was prepared in advance, activating the Gale and Thunder talent just in time.
Wang Teng's body moved like a dragon, transforming into a yellow flash, soaring into the air instantly, escaping Yun Zhonghe's attack range.
But in the next second, he frowned deeply as things seemed to take a turn for the worse.
Those dizzying large hands did not pause, but instead, like venomous snakes, swiftly strangled over.
In midair, Wang Teng had nowhere to leverage, and Yun Zhonghe had already shown a cruel smile at the corner of his lips.
Wang Teng had no choice but to thrust his longsword directly toward Yun Zhonghe.
Facing elite-level characters, he found himself at a disadvantage right from the start.
The clash between the longsword and palm produced a resounding clang like metal on stone.
Despite this, Yun Zhonghe remained calm and composed, constantly twisting his wrists to parry the longsword repeatedly during their exchanges.
Yun Zhonghe launched the Crane and Snake Eight Strikes…
Wang Teng sighed inwardly; against an ordinary person, this sword would have surely claimed their life.
But against the powerful Inner Strength of Yun Zhonghe, it couldn't even scratch the surface.
Wang Teng's palm even went numb from the shock.
On the ground, Qian Jiang was also astonished that this master managed to evade Yun Zhonghe's killing move.
At that moment, Yue the Third lunged with the Crocodile Scissors toward Wang Teng...
"Snap!" "Snap!"
The fierce sound of rushing wind arrived suddenly.
The momentum of the Crocodile Scissors was earth-shattering, combined with its exaggerated shape, extremely horrifying.
Just as Wang Teng landed, he raised his longsword to block the Crocodile Scissors.
At this moment, the sinister nature of the Crocodile Scissors, such notorious weapon, was fully revealed.
Yue the Third chuckled, shook his wrist, and the Crocodile Scissors, originally blocked, slanted, the sharp blades grazing Wang Teng's cheek, leaving a bloody cut.
Wang Teng, unfazed, quickly aimed his palm at Yue the Third's wrist, his Xia People's Sword almost slashing at the latter's neck fuzz.
Yue the Third felt a tingling all over, in a hurry, he flipped his upper body backward, then rolled away like a donkey to widen the distance from Wang Teng, barely escaping Wang Teng's sword edge, even abandoning the Crocodile Scissors in the process.
Meanwhile, Wang Teng didn't mind the scar on his face, casually throwing the Crocodile Scissors aside, confronting the two once again.
In this exchange, Wang Teng appeared to be losing, but he dissolved all attacks and even seized Yue the Third's weapon.
His eyes gleamed with a wild light, without a hint of discouragement.
Yun Zhonghe charged forward lowly, his palm carrying a fierce Inner Strength, enveloping the entire scene, aiming at Wang Teng's abdomen, unavoidable.
"Hoo!"
Wang Teng took a deep breath, as if a Desolate Beast opened its eyes within him.
[Immovable as a Mountain! Activate!]
This time, Wang Teng neither dodged nor retreated, a Qi Shield Mountain burst forth from within his body, covering him entirely.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Dozens of palm strikes landed repeatedly, emitting one heavy sound after another.
Wang Teng stood firm like Mount Tai, blocking Yang Zhonghe's palm technique.
But before he could catch his breath, a massive figure rushed over, akin to a black whirlwind, crashing heavily against the Qi Shield Mountain.
"Boom!"
A thunderous crash!
Wang Teng was instantly sent flying.
The black whirlwind stopped, revealed to be Yue the Third.
"Bang!"
Wang Teng crashed heavily to the ground, his Xia People's Sword was flung away, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a cry, seeming to have sustained Inner Injuries, nearly coughing up his organs in a wretched state.
In fact, had he not possessed the Immovable as a Mountain doubling talent with the Qi Shield Mountain, this strike would have broken all his bones, killing him on the spot.
The doubling effect of the Immovable as a Mountain, combined with the Qi Shield Mountain, gave him formidable resistance.
Yet despite this, the impact still left him heavily injured.
Before he could take a few breaths, another gust of palm wind approached rapidly.
Yun Zhonghe pursued once more.
His speed akin to an arrow from the bowstring, rushing in front of Wang Teng in an instant, both palms weaving towards Wang Teng.
At this moment, wails and howls could be heard, the strike's power seemed to reveal a Hellish scene.
To anyone watching, Wang Teng seemed doomed, without the Xia People's Sword, the broken Qi Shield Mountain left him nothing to defend with.
Even Qian Jiang closed his eyes in despair.
Just then, Yun Zhonghe's palms were as vicious and lethal as rolling black clouds on the horizon, suffocating everyone.
But at that moment, Wang Teng's intense desire for combat and terrifying willpower exploded instantly.
He withstood the excruciating chest pain, not only refusing to retreat, but recklessly charging to collide with Yun Zhonghe.
"Seeking death!"
Even if Yun Zhonghe withheld some of his strength, the battered Wang Teng couldn't withstand the strike, let alone save any strength.
Yun Zhonghe flicked his wrist, the 'Crane Pecks Snake's Tooth' surge from his two palms came in an instant.
Wang Teng's eyes opened wide, knowing today's outcome hinged on this moment.
[Spiritual Storm! Activate!]
Were he to use the Divination and Face Reading Art on Wang Teng, it would show the red light emanating from within him, vaguely heading towards a black transformation!
Wang Teng's sharp jaw tilted upwards, and within his pupils, a blood moon slowly rotated!
"Clang!"
Yun Zhonghe's head suddenly felt heavy, his form paused, as if a thousand and hundreds of sticks stabbed into his brain, fiercely stirring!
At that moment, Wang Teng burst forth with an uppercut.
"Crack!"
Yun Zhonghe's chin fractured, his body flung backward, falling to the ground, his facial features bleeding.
He could no longer hold on, the soul-chilling pain far beyond what an ordinary person could endure.
Subsequently, Wang Teng's form flashed!
He stomped down fiercely!
"Crack!"
A crisp sound!
A massive head exploded open.
Blood and white matter scattered like heavenly maidens scattering flowers, spraying from the neck.
Qian Jiang was stunned.
Yue the Third was even more shocked.
"Damn!"
What happened?
He actually killed Yun Zhonghe!
Phew! Phew!
Yue the Third, now weaponless, turned to run!
Wang Teng finally had a moment's respite.
Buzz!
The next second, a brilliant white light shot up from Yun Zhonghe's body......