King Ding is also a burly middle-aged man, but there are a few strands of white hair on his temples. His eyes are slightly red and he looks a bit tired.

King Ding was the first to speak, and he actually let out a long sigh, "Oh, King Chu of Xia Kingdom, you and I are the same people. Originally, we should have found a blessed place in the cave to concentrate on cultivation. We had no choice but to get involved in this worldly war."

Chu Feilong said: "No, we are different. I am a last resort, but you are not. Don't forget that this war was initiated by your Shang Kingdom."

"Well, Emperor Shang is my eldest brother after all. He is determined to send troops to the Xia Kingdom. I can't just stand by and watch."

Chu Feilong said: "The unjust master will definitely be defeated. As a monk, you ruined the destiny of a country, so you also suffered the corresponding heavenly punishment."

Chu Feilong's words were like a knife inserted deeply into Prince Ding's heart.

Prince Ding knew that what Chu Feilong said was true. Things like luck and destiny have a great influence on monks. The direct reason why Prince Ding's palace was massacred by his enemies was of course that the prince secretly practiced evil skills and caused trouble. And the invisible cause and effect behind it,

This was caused by King Ding, a monk, provoking wars in the world and ruining the fate of the country.

In the dark, divine punishment is coming!

The fact was exposed by Chu Feilong. The heart that King Ding had been holding on to was completely broken. His eyes turned red. His long hair was flying, and his shirt was blowing without any wind.

"The matter has come to this, and I no longer have any worries. My Taoist heart has been destroyed, and I am afraid that I will not be able to cross the threshold of the soul realm. Chu Feilong, I hope you can let me use what I have learned throughout my life in this battle, and fight happily.

field."

"as you wish!"

A cultivator at the peak of the Golden Core who has been fighting on the battlefield for half his life, fighting with death in mind, one can imagine what kind of combat power King Ding will unleash! But this just makes Chu Feilong's blood boil. This is a battle between two superiors.

The duel is also a mutual fulfillment between the two warriors.

"Take the move, Chu Feilong of Xia Kingdom!" King Ding shouted and took the lead in launching the attack.

He slashed out with his sword, and thunder exploded in the air.

Chu Feilong raised his sword to meet him, and there was a click. Golden light shot out, and Chu Feilong's armor exploded into pieces.

All the soldiers in the two armies held their breaths and looked up at this unprecedented battle. How many of the hundreds of thousands of troops had seen the competition between Jindan monks!

The fighting prowess of these two kings was far beyond what ordinary soldiers could imagine. A personal attendant of the King of Chu jumped onto the drum stand, took the drumsticks from the soldiers' hands, and banged them hard.

"Boom, boom. Boom"

After a while, the drums of Xia's hundreds of thousands of troops were beating in unison.

On the other side, the sound of drums from the Shang army was also heard one after another.

The shouts of hundreds of thousands of troops suddenly became one. The sound was like a flood and a tsunami.

Xu Tianqing's heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate. She truly felt the thrill of the battlefield. At this moment, she, a golden elixir monk, seemed to be completely overwhelmed by these mortal soldiers. For the first time, she felt that she was so insignificant in front of mortals.

Maybe this is the reason why Chu Feilong couldn't wait to return to the military camp. She finally understood why her man could release an aura dozens of times beyond her own cultivation level during the battle. Only those who have truly experienced war can develop that aura.

A fearless and courageous spirit.

Two balls of golden light hit from the air to the ground, and then fought from the ground to the sky. The swords and swords were shining, the golden light was shining everywhere, and it was majestic.

Suddenly, rain fell from the cloudless sky. Drops of drizzle fell on the faces of the soldiers, making everyone feel like a spring breeze. Chu Feilong in the air was immediately covered with a thin layer of water.

Fog shrouded.

The battle that had been stalemate for a long time finally tilted. King Ding was obviously suppressed by Chu Feilong. He kept retreating. Seeing this, the soldiers of the Xia Kingdom burst into shouts like mountains and tsunamis.

"This is... Dao realm? Chu Feilong, you are indeed extraordinary."

"This is a magical power, and its name is Tingyu."

"Ting Yu! You have learned such a mysterious magical power. I can feel that even if I try my best, I can't defeat this magical power of yours. If I can see the real great method in the world of cultivation, I will die without regrets!"

Chu Feilong said bluntly: "Tingyu's magical power consumes spiritual power. I can only hold it for one stick of incense. If you can hold on to one stick of incense in my hand without dying, then you win."

"Hahaha, okay, Chu Feilong, then let me compete with Tingyu for a stick of incense." After King Ding said this, a faint flame appeared on his body.

"This is..." Chu Feilong clearly felt that King Ding's aura had increased to a large level.

"This is also the secret technique of my sect - Burning Pill. By burning my Golden Pill, I can explode to a super extreme level of cultivation."

"You are committing suicide!"

"Chu Feilong, you are an amazing person. But today you must die. If you die, the pillar of Xia Kingdom will fall. I am a dying person. I can feel that my punishment from heaven is far from over.

It’s over. No need to bother God, I will do it myself. I won’t be lonely if I drag you Chu Feilong into the underworld with me.”

Chu Feilong's face was as dark as water. He could feel a sense of death covering his whole body. The intensity of Ding Wang's Burning Golden Pill's attack had briefly reached the middle stage of the Soul Refining Realm. This was something he could not withstand.

Chu Feilong has never been afraid of a life-and-death showdown. But facing this kind of monk who has no love left and burns his golden elixir, he can't help but feel the hair on his back.

Behind King Ding, a flaming giant figure slowly raised his sword. The overwhelming pressure made the soldiers below breathless.

"As expected, you briefly possessed the combat power of the Soul Realm."

"The spiritual power in my golden elixir is only enough to sustain this strike. Chu Feilong, if you can survive my strike, you will win."

The moment the impression of King Ding's soul appeared, Xu Tianqing's face instantly turned pale!

"Flying Dragon!"

In just an instant, a knife with monstrous flames suddenly fell towards Chu Feilong's face. The aura of this knife had completely locked Chu Feilong, and he could not avoid it.

Countless rainwater rolled back and condensed into a water escape in front of Chu Feilong. Using Tingyu's magical power to block this sword was the strongest defense Chu Feilong could achieve.

All the soldiers below forgot to shout at this moment. They just watched the shocking sword getting closer to Chu Feilong inch by inch.

This scene only happened in an instant, and Xu Tianqing didn't have time to fly high into the sky. She roared hysterically. Only she understood how powerful the destructive power of King Ding's sword was.

Boom! There was a loud noise. The dazzling fire made everyone unable to open their eyes.

After the voice fell, everyone saw an incredible scene.

Above Chu Feilong, a monk wearing green clothes and a bright silver mask had one hand behind his back and the other hand firmly grasped the flaming broadsword.

That knife didn't hurt Chu Feilong at all, nor did it hurt the masked monk at all. His body didn't release any breath, he just floated there quietly, and he seemed to be holding the most ordinary bamboo pole in his hand.
Chapter completed!