The first thousand one hundred and ninety-four chapters flame red lotus
Chapter 1,211 Lingxiao Sword
It can be said that Cliff Cliff, who is also under the same heaven level and has an ancestral beast, is no weaker than those children of the ancient family. The shortcoming may be the accumulation of soul power. After all, Cliff Break's breakthrough time is not long, and the soul power accumulation is not enough.
It might be possible in one fell swoop.
"Brother, have you and Ren Ting fought before?" Duoya asked. If the two of them had just met for the first time, although they would definitely be hostile to each other, there would be no such strong hostility. There must be something they don't know.
There, the two had already had an unknown dispute.
Zheng Feng nodded and said calmly: "On Iron Ice Island, I snatched a piece of Heavenly Token from Ren Ting."
Everyone has already memorized the information about each island. Iron Island is only a prefecture-level island, and there will never be more than two hidden Heavenly Tokens. However, such a precious Heavenly Token was snatched away right under their noses.
Only then did everyone understand that no wonder Ren Ting looked at Zheng Feng with a look of shock, fear, resentment, and hatred, so complicated.
"Big bad guy, how many times have you destroyed that guy's counterfeit weapon, and how powerful is the counterfeit weapon?" Lin Tianxue asked the question that everyone wanted to know.
Zheng Feng shook his head slightly and said: "Ren Ting does not have any counterfeit weapons on him..."
"Then why is he still alive?" Lin Tianxue asked strangely. She knew very well that Zheng Feng was not an easy man. A beast master who had no counterfeit weapons to protect himself could survive safely when he encountered this big bad guy who eats people without spitting out their bones.
The probability is basically no more than half.
Zheng Feng said in a deep voice: "Ren Ting does not carry a counterfeit weapon, but he does carry an imitation weapon!"
He has personally experienced the power of the imitation sleepy clock. In this trial, it was like cheating.
Although he has traveled to forty-nine islands in the crazy legend, he has not met Ling Hun. Each island is almost the same as a city. If he does not deliberately search for it in the same city, the specific two people will meet.
The probability is extremely slim.
Even if you haven't encountered it, you can still guess that what Ling Hun is carrying is a family imitation weapon, not a counterfeit weapon with a limit on the number of times!
"Are you serious!?" Bu Dingzi shook the paper fan in his hand and almost dropped it.
Others may not quite understand the difference between the two words "fake" and "imitation", which are only one word different, but Bu Dingzi understands it very well. He had already expected from the beginning that Ren and the Ling family had their intentions this year.
Targeting Zheng Feng, he will definitely let his disciples bring counterfeit weapons.
Even if it is just a fake weapon, it is not an ordinary fake holy weapon, but a fake divine messenger. It is like the last trump card. Once it appears, even the saint must retreat.
He never expected that he was still too naive. In order to deal with Zheng Feng, the Ren and Ling families would not hesitate to use the family's rare imitation divine weapon.
"Are you okay?" Bu Dingzi held the paper fan steady and looked at Zheng Feng, with a hint of worry in his eyes. Facing a false divine weapon with no limit on the number of times it could be used, an ordinary saint would have to stay away from the limelight. He
I have to worry about whether Zheng Feng has hidden injuries on his body.
Zheng Feng asked nonchalantly: "Do you think there is something wrong with my breath?"
During the half month on Ice and Fire Island, he absorbed most of the refrigerated blood essence in the ring to return to the peak state of the quasi-saint realm. Although he almost fell under the imitation god's weapon last time, but with Ren
After the fight with Ting, he has roughly judged the characteristics of the Imitation Sleeping God Bell, and he will never make the same mistake again!
Bu Dingzi looked at Zheng Feng with a slightly strange look, and the shaking speed of the paper fan slowed down slightly. He now had to reposition Zheng Feng's strength.
Before that, Bu Dingzi had made a high evaluation of Zheng Feng's strength. He even believed that if external objects were not taken into account, Zheng Feng deserved to be the strongest trialer this year. Otherwise, he would not have chosen Zheng Feng as the candidate.
His last partner.
Zhang Deshuai and others opened their mouths for one reason, but the most important reason was that Bu Dingzi saw Zheng Feng's potential. If Zheng Feng was just a piece of mud, no one else could help him if they wanted to.
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At this time, the venue flashed with white light, and a young man wearing dark red clothes appeared. There was a clear pattern embroidered on the side of his chest. You could recognize at a glance that the pattern belonged to the Ling family, one of the ancient aristocratic families in Hunwu City!
The young man has a handsome appearance and is very similar to the Ling Hun recorded on the jade slip, so his identity is self-evident.
"Ling Hun..." There was a haze in Zheng Feng's eyes. Although he had expected this moment of meeting, he couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling after the actual encounter.
Rather than saying that Zheng Feng’s gaze rested on Ling Hun, it would be better to say that his gaze rested on the sword on Ling Hun’s back...
It was a red sword, without a scabbard, completely exposed. The blade was sharp and did not touch the cold air. Instead, it emitted waves of scorching heat, as if it was bathed in a sea of fire. The murderous intent was sharp and sharp, and it did not know how to restrain it!
The ancestors of the Ling family had a glorious time. A divine beast master was born in the clan, and he served as one of the five major deacons and elders in the city. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the ancestor of the Ling family has long since passed away, but he left behind a divine sword.
The Divine Sword has followed the ancestors of the Ling family all their lives. It has killed several divine messengers and been bathed in the blood essence of the divine messengers. The murderous intention is so high that it cannot be concealed. The Ling family has never planned any murderous intention on the Divine Sword. Instead, it has collected strong men from generation to generation.
The purpose of nourishing this divine sword with blood essence is to nourish the spirit of the weapon.
It is said that the Divine Sword may have given birth to a sword spirit, but this has always been just a rumor, and there is no way to verify it. The Ling family has not used the sword for tens of thousands of years, and the most recent recorded time is said to be 50,000 years ago.
At that time, the strength of the Ling family was at its lowest in history. There was only one new saint in the family. Another enemy, the ancient family, had been coveting the Ling family's magic sword. The saint of the Ling family knew that he was invincible.
The sword, the Divine Sword was born, and with just one sword, several saints from hostile families were killed, and there was even a peak saint among them...
It is now difficult to find detailed records of the power of that sword, because all those who experienced it have died, and the Ling family will not leak information about the sword. It is difficult for outsiders to understand. Only the five deacons and elders at the time seemed to
They knew something, but they didn't reveal much.
The rumor that the Ling family's divine sword gave birth to a sword spirit was spread after that sword. Once the divine weapon produces a spirit, it is equivalent to having one of the top divine weapons. As the weapon spirit cultivates itself, it can even
It is possible to break through the divine weapon and transform into a real divine weapon!
Perhaps no one knows the original name of the Divine Sword now, but the ancestor of the Ling family was named Ling Xiao. In order to commemorate the ancestor's achievements, the Ling family finally changed the name of the Divine Sword to 'Ling Xiao'.
The reputation of the Lingxiao Sword even surpasses that of the Sleeping God Bell. The Sleeping God Bell is only the Sleeping God, but the Lingxiao Sword is the real God-killer!
Of course, there was no true god in their era. The so-called "gods" among the trapped gods and god-killing gods did not refer to the real powerful ones in the divine realm, but the people who were closest to the divine realm after the ancient prosperous times!
Faced with such a famous divine sword, even if it is only a replica, we must not underestimate it. The most powerful imitation of the Divine Bell is defense, while the most powerful imitation of the Lingxiao Sword is attack. The pressure exerted by Ling Hun on Zheng Feng,
Even more than Ren Ting.
After learning about the characteristics of the Imitation Sleeping God Bell, Ren Ting can only be said to be an unbeatable turtle. Although he cannot be beaten to death, it is difficult to pose a fatal threat to him. Ling Hun is like a dormant poisonous snake, which may happen at any time.
Give him a fatal blow!
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"Ling Hun, you're finally here. If you didn't come, I would have thought something unexpected happened to you, such as being killed by someone..." Ren Ting said dissatisfied. Based on his knowledge of Ling Hun, it was impossible to arrive so late.
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Ling Hun said nonchalantly: "The teleportation array appeared, and I happened to encounter a few heavenly orders, so I just collected them and came here."
Many people around took a breath of air. Every earth order was accompanied by a large group of ferocious soul beasts, let alone the heavenly order. A place where several heavenly orders could appear at one time must be a heavenly island, and it was extremely dangerous. Ling Hun
But it's just easy. How ridiculously strong is this guy to be able to wander around the dangerous island as if it were his own back garden!?
"I also wanted to have an 'accident' happen, such as meeting someone, but unfortunately no accident happened. It's so boring." Ling Hun shrugged, looking bored.
"When you really meet that guy, I'm afraid you won't have such a relaxed expression." Ren Ting frowned. When he first got the pseudo-god weapon, he had the same mentality as Ling Hun now. He didn't have the same mentality at all.