"Boom!"

A shattering sound sounded, and the 20,000-mile bell of Patriarch Xueyun was chopped into pieces by the 50,000-mile sword energy split by Ling Feng. [26nbsp;]

"Ling Feng, what kind of skill are you practicing? It's so mysterious. This sword style carries a bit of the power of heaven and earth." The angry Ling Feng asked curiously.

In the world of cultivation, asking others about their cultivation methods is a sign of disrespect for others. Of course, if the person is weak in cultivation, but the monk who asks this person has a high cultivation level, you can still press the question.

"The technique I practice is called the Nine-turn Tyrant Technique, which can transform you into an immortal at the third turn, become a god at the sixth turn, and become a deity at the ninth turn."

Ling Feng said something and then said: "Does this ancestor of Xueyun have any weaknesses? My original physical body has been tempered by me to the peak of high-grade spiritual weapons. Looking at it now, this ancestor of Xueyun has already

He has tempered it to the strength of a low-grade immortal weapon."

"Is your technique inherited? Or...?"

The angry Ling Feng said something, and then said: "Ling Feng, the physical strength of this ancestor Xueyun already has a low-grade immortal weapon. I am afraid that only a high-grade immortal weapon can easily break his physical defense."

"I created the technique myself. If it's a top-grade immortal weapon, let's try our luck! If we have bad luck, we will all die!"

After saying this, Ling Feng struck at Patriarch Xueyun's head with his broken sword.

"Ling Feng, you made me, ancestor, lose two magical weapons. Why don't I kill you today? How can I deal with my broken magic weapon?"

When Ancestor Xueyun saw Ling Feng coming at him with a broken sword, he did not resist. He believed in the strength of his body and instead started to curse.

"Hmph! Ancestor Xueyun, I will let you be used as my magic test."

"The Tyrant Shield."

With a roar, Ling Feng used his true energy to create a yin-yang fish in the shape of a tyrant shield.

"Killing Aegis?" Ancestor Xueyun shouted in surprise when he saw Ling Feng displaying the Yin-Yang Fish Tyrant Shield.

"Ancestor Xueyun, don't talk nonsense, this is the Tyrant Shield." Ling Feng said coldly.

"Ba Tian Shield? Ba Tian Sword? Ba Tian Sword Style? Ah..."

Ancestor Xueyun said a few words and suddenly thought about it while holding his head. It seemed that he was in pain now.

"Those who defy heaven will follow the path of defying heaven, and those who dominate heaven will follow the path of domination." The angry Ling Feng suddenly muttered to himself.

Ling Feng threw the Yin-Yang Fish's Tyrant Shield onto the Blood Cloud Ancestor, and the Blood Cloud Ancestor's vitality slowly disappeared.

But what Xueyun Patriarch said before he died made Ling Feng very confused, "Ling Feng, you are following the path of defying the heaven and dominating the world, and you will not have good results. Since ancient times, people who defy the heaven, and

Several people have succeeded in defying the heavens, and if they want to defy the heavens and dominate the world, you, Ling Feng, still can't do it."

Ancestor Xueyun died, and Ling Feng returned to his body. At this time, an angry Ling Feng said: "Ling Feng, I still have one day, come here, I have something to tell you."

Ling Feng nodded and followed the angry Ling Feng to the Yanwu Kingdom. Ling Feng fought with the Xueyun Patriarch. Countless lives died on the Leixiao Continent, and some lucky mortal monks escaped from the battle.

disaster.

Ling Feng naturally won't worry about this matter. Mortal monks have suffered countless casualties. What does this have to do with him, Ling Feng?

Before the two came to Yanwu Country, Ling Feng found Lei Hao. Lei Hao did not die in the disaster. Of course, the jade pendant on Lei Hao's body played a role.

The angry Ling Feng came to a study room in the courtyard of the Ling family in Yanwu Kingdom, and pressed a button on a seemingly insignificant vase, and a secret passage appeared on the ground.

The secret passage was pitch black, but Ling Feng and the other three were monks with spiritual senses for detection. Ling Feng thought that he would know what was in the secret passage just by using his spiritual sense to detect it.

Suddenly his face turned ugly. The angry Ling Feng took out a lamp, and the secret passage immediately emerged from the darkness, and everything was illuminated by the light.

Ling Feng looked unkind and said: "What do you want, you guy? Didn't you say you have something to tell me? Just tell me! Or you have nothing to say..."

"Of course I have something to tell you. This thing is that I want to take back my body." The angry Ling Feng's face changed and he said sinisterly.

"You will regret it." Ling Feng said coldly.

"I am Ling Feng. You just stole my body. You took my body and created such a wonderful skill. This opportunity was not obtained from my body. Why do you think so?"

Steal my opportunity?"

The angry Ling Feng said fiercely, the killing intent in his eyes undisguised.

"Lei Hao, leave quickly."

Ling Feng shouted and charged at the angry Ling Feng with his broken sword.

"Want to leave? It's not that easy. Neither of you can leave today." The angry Ling Feng roared like a wild beast.

Lei Hao flew out of the secret passage. An angry Ling Feng was about to capture Lei Hao when Ling Feng came at him with a broken sword. He had to stop trying to capture Lei Hao.

If he captured Lei Hao, the angry Ling Feng would be severely injured by Ling Feng's sword. He would not be seriously injured just to capture a distracted kid.

Because of this, Lei Hao escaped from the secret passage and quickly flew towards the deep forest of monsters.

Seeing that Lei Hao had escaped, Ling Feng felt relieved. His face changed, and he looked like a monk looking at an ant.

, that’s okay, but you shouldn’t bully me, so you must die today.”
Chapter completed!