Jiang Lan looked at Lin Ming with a worried face, tears in her eyes.
The other people in the Dayan Dynasty were also frowning at this moment, and their expressions were very solemn. Everyone who was originally confident, now looked worried, worried that Lin Ming would lose.
If Lin Ming loses, then there will really be no one who can be Ling Feng's opponent in the Dragon-Wandering Realm.
Could it be that the Yan Dynasty lost like this? Everyone was very unwilling. Yan Pengfei even yelled: "Hold on! Fight back. With such a high level of cultivation, you will only be beaten passively."
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Lin Ming was complaining in his heart at this moment. He wanted to fight back, but at this moment his arms were numb and the hand holding the sword was trembling. This Ling Feng didn't seem to have a higher level of cultivation than him, but he was a physical practitioner and his physical strength was too great.
It was too forceful, and he could only grit his teeth and persist, unable to resist at all.
Lin Ming didn't want to lose. If he lost, the sword in his hand would be lost to Ling Feng. This was not only a matter of weapons, but also a matter of face. He couldn't afford to lose, and he didn't want to lose either.
"Ah~"
Lin Ming roared angrily, and the spiritual power in his body completely exploded at this moment. If he had been suppressed, he would lose sooner or later. He couldn't accept failure, and he absolutely couldn't lose. He had to put all his efforts into it.
Everything was stuck on this last counterattack. He didn't believe that his cultivation at the ninth level of the dragon realm was inferior to that of Ling Feng. He absolutely couldn't lose.
Violent spiritual power burst out from Lin Ming's body, converging on the sword in his hand, and then attacked Ling Feng. The huge spiritual power formed a storm and swept towards Ling Feng.
Ling Feng, however, was like an old monk in trance, standing motionless. No matter how powerful Lin Ming's spiritual power was, he still could not shake Ling Feng in the slightest.
Ling Feng resisted Lin Ming's spiritual impact, and then struck with another sword. This sword was still simple and powerful, and the sword in his hand was completely used by Ling Feng as a hammer.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Ling Feng's mouth, and he snorted coldly and said: "I think you can still catch a few swords!"
Lin Ming had a look of horror in his eyes at this moment. He did not expect that even though he had unleashed his final spiritual power, he still could not shake Ling Feng at all. Is this boy really that strong?
Ling Feng slashed with his sword, and the spiritual power that burst out from Lin Ming's body was instantly slashed. He felt as if he was deflated. He, who was full of momentum, was completely sluggish at this moment.
Ling Feng sneered and said: "If you had completely exploded from the beginning, you might still have some impact on me and you could still struggle for a while, but now you are already at the end of your rope, and you still want to struggle? It's just a fool's dream."
As soon as Ling Feng finished speaking, the next sword struck down again.
Lin Ming, who was completely discouraged and lost his fighting spirit, could no longer resist. He was struck to the ground by Ling Feng's sword. The sword in his hand could no longer be held and fell to the ground. The arm holding the sword fell to the ground.
He was also shaking violently and was almost broken by the shock.
Lin Ming, who had no strength, was shocked by Ling Feng's sword and knelt in front of Ling Feng on the spot. Lin Ming's momentum dropped at this moment, and his whole heart collapsed. He never expected that he would be defeated. Defeated.
It was so simple, yet so completely defeated.
At this moment, Lin Ming seemed to have lost his soul, kneeling there in a daze.
"Brother!"
Jiang Lan shouted with worry.
Everyone in the Dayan Dynasty was shaking their heads and sighing at this moment, with disappointment on their faces. They did not expect that Lin Ming had really lost. Now the Dayan Dynasty was completely embarrassed.
The old man with the white beard swooped over to Lin Ming, helped Lin Ming up, picked up the sword that fell on the ground, and then left in the direction of everyone in the Yan Dynasty.
"slow!"
Ling Feng stopped the old man.
The old man suddenly frowned and asked in a deep voice: "What? Lin Ming lost this match, what else do you want to do? Could it be that you want to compete with me?"
"That's not true, it's just that this sword belongs to me now. You can't take it away, you have to keep it!"
Ling Feng looked at the sword in the old man's hand and said in a deep voice.
"Don't bully others too much," the old man squinted at Ling Feng, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Ling Feng snorted coldly and said: "Too much bullying? This is a gamble to admit defeat. This sword bet was proposed by Lin Ming himself. Now that he lost, he didn't keep the sword? Could it be that the Yan Dynasty actually lost?
Can't afford it?"
"Here you go," the old man snorted coldly when he heard this. He threw Lin Ming's sword to Ling Feng reluctantly, then turned around and retreated with Lin Ming.
Ling Feng took the sword, but frowned. When the old guy just threw the sword, he actually tampered with the sword. The sword contained a powerful, pure and powerful spiritual power.
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When Ling Feng took the sword with his hand, his spiritual power instantly attacked Ling Feng, but Ling Feng immediately used the Heaven-Swallowing Technique and the power of swallowing to suppress this spiritual power.
There is no way.
Ling Feng squinted at the old man, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. If it weren't for his lack of cultivation now, Ling Feng would have rushed to kill this old guy. He actually dared to trick him. Ling Feng recorded this account.
Sooner or later it has to be returned.
"Senior Brother Lin Ming, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!" Jiang Lan looked at the decadent Lin Ming and asked worriedly.
"What's going on with Lin Ming? Even if he loses, why is he still like this? Did that kid Ling Feng do something?" Another man next to Yan Pengfei asked with a frown.
Yan Tianbei looked at Lin Ming carefully, shook his head and said, "No, Ling Feng didn't do anything, but Lin Ming couldn't accept this failure and his heart collapsed."
"None of us can help him, he can only rely on himself, alas," Yan Tianbei sighed helplessly.
"Has Dao's heart collapsed?" Others in the Dayan Dynasty on the side were stunned when they heard this.
Everyone was very helpless at the moment. They couldn't help. They could only look at Lin Ming like this. Yan Pengfei snorted and said, "What a waste. He just lost once and collapsed. It's really embarrassing."
"It's just Ling Feng. Is there anything we can do against him?" Yan Pengfei looked at Ling Feng in the distance with an angry look, wanting to go up and deal with him personally.
The man on the side said: "It's a pity that I am currently at the Xuandan realm. If I were at the Youlong realm, I would definitely kill him with my own hands."
"Yes," Yan Pengfei's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, and then he stood up and walked towards Ling Feng.
"Your Highness, what are you going to do?" Everyone looked at Yan Pengfei in surprise. He was at the Xuandan realm. If he took action against Ling Feng, winning would be disgraceful.
Ling Feng was also a little surprised. He didn't know what was going on when Yan Pengfei came out, so he couldn't help but ask: "What? There is no one left in your great Yan Dynasty? Can you, the prince, come out to fight me in person?"
"But you, a monk in the Xuandan Realm, want to fight against me, a monk in the Wandering Dragon Realm? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by others?" Ling Feng said mockingly.
Yan Pengfei's face was extremely ugly at this moment. He looked at Ling Feng coldly and said, "I see that you are very strong. You defeated Lin Ming. I felt a bit anxious for a while and wanted to compete with you."
"Of course, I will suppress my cultivation in the Dragon-Wandering Realm, and I will never use my cultivation in the Xuandan Realm. Do you dare?" Yan Pengfei said.
Ling Feng snorted coldly when he heard this and said, "Why don't you dare?"