Chapter 583

as if it could suppress all worlds, galloping over, light drowning the heavens and earth, with the Northern Emperor at the center,

True Dragons and Divine Phoenixes dancing above, reflecting each other.

Everyone was amazed; at this moment, Wang Teng truly had the posture of an Emperor,

that kind of "if not me, who?" and "I alone am supreme" attitude was very intimidating,

even many older generation figures could not look him in the eye.

"What are you showing off for? What's so arrogant about you?!"

Just then, a discordant voice rang out.

Pang Bo spoke, saying: "Isn't it just a broken car? I had one too back in the day,

although it only had two wheels, it was a Flying Pigeon brand!"

The people present naturally didn't know he was talking about a broken bicycle that rattled everywhere except for the bell,

but they understood that this wasn't anything good.

Pang Bo explained the Flying Pigeon brand on the side.

Li Heishui and a group of people all burst into laughter,

and the Wang family members were suddenly furious. Wang Chengkun showed a look of contempt, saying:

"My son has heaven-defying talent, what are you frogs in a well bragging about?"

"Don't provoke me, who doesn't know that my son is Wang Teng!"

"Dare to oppose me? My son will appear, his surname is Wang, his name is Eight-Lamb-Teng, and he has the potential of a Great Emperor!"

Pang Bo, Li Heishui, and Jiang Huairen all mocked together. Regardless of anything else,

from this day on, "My son is Wang Teng" became famous throughout the world.

The Northern Emperor drove his war chariot to the front, golden light covering the sun,

nine True Dragons, nine Divine Phoenixes, nine White Tigers, and nine Black Tortoises guarding the four directions, with clouds everywhere,

he was like a Central Great Emperor.

At this moment, Wang Teng's gaze was cold,

his thick black hair draped over his chest and back,

and his majestic figure was filled with a sense of oppression, intimidating people's souls, scanning everyone.

"Saint Body, what do you have to fight me with!"

His voice was not loud, but it spread to every corner, and everyone within a radius of hundreds of miles could hear it.

"What are you? Do I need to list why I should slay you!"

Ye Fan said loudly, tit-for-tat, walking forward step by step,

like a war god from the beginning of time, his whole body flowing with light, clear and flawless,

and the heaven and earth in all directions trembled with his footsteps.

Wang Teng held the Heavenly Emperor Sword and drove the golden war chariot, using two ancient weapons to suppress Ye Fan.

At the same time, his eyes bloomed with two divine rays,

his Martial Dao Heavenly Eyes opened,

seemingly indestructible, wanting to start erasing Ye Fan's physical form.

This strike was earth-shattering,

the space between them was almost drowned by a sea of divine power, and the field was nearly boiling!

"Clang!"

Ye Fan swung the bronze coffin,

colliding with the golden ancient war chariot and the Heavenly Emperor Sword,

emitting a sound that rang through the four seas,

and many people screamed, their ears bleeding, as they retreated.

This floating divine island,

was pierced through in an instant,

and Wang Teng and the golden ancient war chariot were smashed down, dust soaring into the sky.

Moreover, the Martial Dao Heavenly Eyes also failed to achieve their goal.

Inside Ye Fan's brow, a golden little person had the Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron above its head,

holding a small black gourd, blowing outward with force.

A dazzling divine light shot out from deep within the small black gourd,

like the first ray of divine light at the creation of the world, cutting through all things in heaven and earth!

To outsiders, it looked like a vertical eye had opened in Ye Fan's brow,

and the divine light shattered the brilliance of the Martial Dao Heavenly Eyes, shooting forward.

"Swoosh"

This ray of creation divine light instantly pierced through Wang Teng's forearm,

and the raging fire burned, its terrifying temperature frightening.

"Puff"

Wang Teng was very decisive,

swinging the Heavenly Emperor Sword down, blood light flashing,

cutting off his own left forearm, and blood sprayed far away.

"Teng'er!"

Wang Chengkun screamed. Just a moment ago, he was still saying that once his son appeared,

the Saint Body wouldn't even count as a stepping stone,

and would definitely be slain.

He hadn't expected the Northern Emperor to lose a forearm first.

On the other side, Ye Fan stood in mid-air, the bronze coffin floating, the void flickering,

and his whole person looked as if he were standing in the universe of the ancient past.

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The Ji family's floating island was pierced through,

the ancient war chariot fell,

dust soared into the sky, and chaotic rocks pierced the clouds,

while Wang Teng swung the Heavenly Emperor Sword to cut off his own forearm, blood flowing.

After a world-shaking strike, this was the result.

The Northern Emperor, hailed as invincible among the young generation, had ended up in such a state, suffering a great loss.

The scene was silent, and everyone was stunned.

No one could have imagined such a result.

How could Wang Teng, who was hard to find an opponent for and rumored to be a reincarnation of an ancient emperor, have his arm severed?!

Except for Wang Chengkun, who was heartbroken, no one said a word!!

The battle between the two continued.

The void exploded, and chaos energy erupted.

The terrifying sword light illuminated all directions,

and sword energy and divine brilliance filled the sky,

seemingly wanting to destroy the eight wildernesses, the earth shattered!

At this moment,

these two had undoubtedly fought to the point of madness.

Both had their hair disheveled like mad demons, fighting until their eyes were blood-red.

Wang Teng probed repeatedly, attacking constantly,