Chapter 635: One of the Four Demons, Nine-Rank Horned Dragon
In an instant, Pei Xiuzhi's eyes were filled with ripples, and her mouth was filled with bitterness.
How many years have passed, Xiaoyao College has never been like this?
And when this scene fell into the eyes of others, they were even more astonished.
Some people may think that Ling Tian may have the strength to defeat Yun Yang. After all, the former was ranked first in the Qi Dan Conference.
But they never expected that Ling Tian would only use such a short time.
Yun Yang's formation attainments are simply no longer on the same level as Ling Tian's.
At this moment, those warriors who looked down on Ling Tian just now looked at each other and opened their mouths, but could not say anything.
At this time, Nangong Yan also felt a hint of threat and coughed. Those seductive eyes never left Ling Tian.
In the distance, Xu Zaijing of Xuanji Academy, who had just been captured by Nangong Yan, also crossed his arms and watched the scene in front of him with great interest.
"Haha, that's interesting."
Shangguan Lin was also the same, he was surprised in his heart, but Ling Tian's depth was unfathomable, which made him extremely uncomfortable.
After all, this is different from what Yun Yang said.
But Shangguan Lin rejected these talents from the bottom of his heart.
This kind of person doesn't deserve such honor at all.
However, despite the different sentiments downstairs in Xuanji, on the eighth floor, Ling Tian had already stood up and headed straight for the ninth floor!
And in the direction, Nangong Yan, who had just shined brightly, was not chosen.
"roar!"
And just after Ling Tian flew to the ninth level, a shocking dragon roar suddenly sounded from the Xuanji Tower.
The sound instantly echoed through the entire Zhuque Gate, and everyone inside and outside the Zhuque Gate looked over.
Such momentum has already surpassed the six-tailed spirit fox in the small divine form that Nangong Yan sacrificed just now.
And when everyone saw the shadow that suddenly rose above the flag that Ling Tian was facing, they all exclaimed.
"Jade-scaled horned dragon!"
"The ninth-grade martial spirit, the green-scaled horned dragon martial spirit, Ling Tian met Lin Feifan, the current disciple of Kunwu Academy!"
"This... this is an out-and-out divine physique! One of the Four Monsters! Ling Tian is feeling cold now."
"That's right, Lin Feifan made a name for himself in the Yudao Sect two years ago and rose to prominence in Zhongzhou Martial Arts. Later, he defeated all the young talents of the three sects. After entering Kunwu Academy, his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds.
Received the position of first-class purple-scaled guard in the East Palace!"
"Yes, it is said that Lin Feifan is also interested in the royal family and intends to recruit him as a county horse. In short, he has already reserved the position of the Imperial College!"
"Ling Tian's luck is really bad. If he meets the dragon demon Lin Feifan, he is destined to lose!"
In an instant, Xuanji exploded downstairs. Looking at the horned dragon spirit, everyone thought that Ling Tian had carried his luck home.
"It's over.."
Pei Xiuzhi stamped her feet, with a look of worry on her face.
As a Zhongzhou warrior, he certainly knows what Lin Feifan represents.
"Hey, this is the first time I've seen a ninth-grade martial spirit. It's a bit strong!" Zhang Kaifeng and others watched it with great interest.
Zhao Yiran looked at Qin Mingyue next to him and was a little surprised, "Junior sister, aren't you worried about him? This Lin Feifan is even willing to be defeated by Bu Feiyan, the first disciple of our Ningyou Academy!"
"Don't worry, I believe him..."
Qin Mingyue nodded without any sign of panic.
After all, Ling Tian only needs to receive the next blow, and there is no danger at all.
"Oh..." Zhao Yiran nodded, thoughtfully, and stopped talking.
But Shangguan Lin and Nangong Yan had a sneer on their faces.
"What a fate, Ling Tian, you should not provoke me, Kunwu Academy, today, let's see how you still pretend!"
Shangguan Lin sneered in a low voice.
"Buzz!"
But at this moment, on the mysterious floor, suddenly, a golden flower bloomed!
The exclamations were suppressed in an instant, and everyone stared, seeing the green horned dragon roaring above the banner, before turning into a solid fist and striking towards Ling Tian.
Although the fist's edge is not large, it carries the sound of a dragon's roar, and its momentum is extremely astonishing.
Lin Feifan's punch hidden in the flag two years ago already had a combat power comparable to that of the Dharma Prime Minister, which made people exclaim in surprise.
If Nangong Yan encountered this punch, even if he could block it, he would definitely not be safe. At the very least, he would be knocked off the Xuanji Tower.
However, just as the horned dragon's martial soul condensed into a fist, Ling Tian's clothes suddenly flew away, and streams of golden light burst out from his body, like golden lava bursting out, and a rich golden light instantly flowed through Ling Tian's body.
For a moment, golden light condensed behind Ling Tian, turning into the shadow of a dragon elephant. As it rotated, there was a golden backlight.
In an instant, Ling Tian's physical strength reached a terrifying level.
The surge of physical power set off a whirlwind on the ninth floor of Xuanji.
"Hiss, this guy's power fluctuations are so strong!"
Just as everyone was about to open their mouths and scream in surprise, Ling Tian, who was on the Xuanji Tower, had already raised a fist, and the sound of dragon roars echoed throughout the world.
The next moment, two fists, one green and one gold, clashed with each other.
"Bang!"
A muffled roar was no longer a loud noise.
The powerful energy impact had melted the air, and in an instant, shock waves exploded from the intersection of the two martial arts, sweeping in all directions.
Downstairs in Xuanji, those warriors who were unable to dodge were even thrown away from a distance.
The hundreds of flags on the entire Xuanji Tower were hung with a roar, and the formation ripples on them flashed continuously. If it weren't for the protection of the Xuanji Tower's formation, the barriers on these flags would have been destroyed this time.
Shocking and shattering.
When the smoke and dust cleared, there were no warriors standing within a thousand feet of Xuanji downstairs.
Everyone thought of something and looked up to the Xuanji Tower, only to see a man wrapped in gold and already standing on the ninth floor.
Standing steadily, the blackness is flying in the wind, and even the golden light all over his body has begun to slowly fade away, making him appear to be at ease.
"He succeeded!"
"This Ling Tian actually blocked a punch from Lin Feifan, one of the four demons!"
"My dear, Lin Feifan has used the power of the ninth-grade martial spirit!"
"However, it seems that Ling Tian didn't use his martial soul, but only used the power of his physical body. This physical body is really powerful!"
Seeing the figure on the Xuanji Tower returning to normal, everyone gasped.
Shangguan Lin of Kunwu Academy is even more like this.
He knew very well how strong Lin Feifan was.
Even Lin Feifan two years ago, Shangguan Lin asked himself, would never stop him.
But in front of him, Ling Tian, who had been devalued by Yun Yang and was worthless, stopped him like this.
This, this is simply unacceptable.
At this time, Ling Tian was already standing on the ninth floor, reaching out and placing his hand on Lin Feifan's flag.
At this moment, the 100,000 sword shadows in his body had already burst out, spreading along the formation lines on the banner barrier.
Compared to forming formations, there is no doubt about Ling Tian's ability to break formations.
With the sword shadow in hand, no matter how powerful the formation is, it is only a matter of time before Ling Tian faces it.