Everyone on the hilltop in Kowloon City was looking at Ling Feng with worried expressions. At that moment, the spiritual power that Zhao Yong burst out was too powerful, and everyone was worried about Ling Feng's safety.
Mei'er and Ye Hongshang both frowned and looked at Ling Feng very worriedly. They didn't know what happened to Ling Feng, but he was sent flying by Zhao Yong's knife.
Xie Xinyuan's face was as cold as frost, he glanced at Zhao Yong coldly, snorted and said: "This guy is indeed very strong."
Xu Bing nodded expressionlessly and said: "He has indeed obtained the true inheritance of Thunder Golden Dragon. His sword skills are proficient and powerful. I don't know how Ling Feng will deal with it."
Looking at Ling Feng, it looked like he was knocked away by Zhao Yong's sword, but in fact, Ling Feng took the initiative to retreat to avoid his sharp edge.
After all, the spiritual power that Zhao Yong burst out at that moment was really too powerful. Relying on his advantage in cultivation and the power of that sword, it was really difficult for Ling Feng to use his spiritual power alone without resorting to his own body.
Next.
That's why Ling Feng chose to retreat. It seemed that he was repelled by a blow, but in fact, Ling Feng took the initiative to retreat and removed most of the power of the sword, and thus withstood the sword.
Everyone present did not expect that Ling Feng was standing there intact. They thought that Ling Feng was knocked away by Zhao Yong's knife and was seriously injured on the spot.
Zhao Yong also looked at Ling Feng with some surprise, snorted coldly, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said coldly: "It's interesting that you can catch my sword. It seems that I was really little before."
It’s up to you.”
Ling Feng turned his back and sneered loudly: "Isn't it true that drawing a sword against someone like me is an insult to you? Why are you taking the initiative to draw a sword now? You have the guts to never draw a sword?
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Faced with Ling Feng's ridicule, Zhao Yong suddenly became furious, gritted his teeth and looked at Ling Feng, and said murderously: "Boy, I am too lazy to argue with you, you will die today!"
"It is your honor to die under my dragon scale sword," Zhao Yong said, a powerful aura was released from his body, and the spiritual power gathered crazily on the dragon scale sword in his hand, a terrifying force
The breath was released from the dragon scale knife.
When everyone around him saw this, their expressions changed with fright, and they all backed away. This momentum was too terrifying, and they did not dare to get too close. If Chi Yu was really affected, it would be really bad luck.
Ling Feng did not dare to neglect, the spiritual power in his body was running wildly, converging into the God-killing sword, and a powerful sword energy was released from the God-killing sword.
For a moment, the sword energy and the sword energy collided with each other. The two terrifying energies were fighting crazily. The friction caused the air to crackle and sparks were emitted. The entire valley was filled with two completely different auras.
On one side is the extremely domineering and terrifying sword energy, and on the other side is the sword energy full of destructive aura. The two qi forces are constantly colliding and fighting, bursting out bursts of spiritual energy, rushing towards the surroundings.
"Boom, boom!"
The leaked sword energy and knife energy blasted towards the surroundings of the valley, creating explosions. The monks watching around the valley were frightened and fled in all directions, for fear of being hit by the leaked energy. Once hit, they would be
With his own cultivation strength, he could not withstand it at all. He could be seriously injured at least, or killed on the spot at worst.
Ling Feng and Zhao Yong, however, were not to be outdone and were still confronting each other, venting the sword energy and saber energy in their bodies, and the two energies were fighting crazily.
It's just that Zhao Yong's cultivation level is much higher than Ling Feng's, so he has the upper hand. The sword energy is constantly suppressing Ling Feng's sword energy. Originally, they were in separate battles. Each side occupied half of the valley, but now Ling Feng's sword energy has a constant range.
of reduction.
A disdainful sneer appeared at the corner of Zhao Yong's mouth, and he snorted coldly, and then continued to mobilize the spiritual power in his body, frantically gathering it towards the dragon scale sword. The sword energy became stronger and stronger, constantly putting pressure on Ling Feng,
Pressing towards Ling Feng.
Zhao Yong just wanted to use his tyrannical cultivation to defeat Ling Feng, and let everyone present see that Ling Feng was not worthy of being compared with him. He didn't even need to use the Dragon Scale Sword.
The suppression of Qi alone can defeat Ling Feng.
Seeing this, Ling Feng was not to be outdone, and snorted coldly. The spiritual power in his body was also running crazily, all gathered in the God-killing Sword, and then Xia Rong and Qiu Ku directly used the Samsara Sword Technique.
The next moment, Ling Feng's sword energy suddenly surged, and his momentum suddenly changed at this moment. An invisible sword force enveloped the entire place and charged towards Zhao Yong.
This invisible sword force instantly suppressed Zhao Yong's very domineering momentum. Zhao Yong, who originally had the upper hand, was suppressed at the moment when Ling Feng exploded with all his strength, and was about to fall into a disadvantageous position.
"This, how is this possible!"
Everyone in the Zhao family was shocked when they saw this. They looked at the scene in front of them with disbelief. Feeling the soaring sword energy in the valley, they were worried for a moment.
Zhao Changhui said with some disbelief: "Yong'er's cultivation level is so much higher than that of Ling Feng, how can he be at a disadvantage in terms of momentum?"
Lei Jinlong also frowned slightly at this moment, and said with some surprise: "I didn't expect that Ling Feng's sword knowledge was so strong. He understood the sword energy and sword power. If he understood the sword intention, his strength would be even greater.
powerful."
"What should we do? Yong'er won't be in danger, right?" Zhao Changhui asked worriedly.
Lei Jinlong shook his head and said: "How can my disciple of Lei Jinlong be defeated so easily? Even though his sword energy and sword power are excellent, he can barely be on par with my disciple."
"Besides, Yong'er hasn't used all his strength yet. If he used all his strength, he wouldn't even be able to maintain a tie," Lei Jinlong said very confidently.
The people watching around were also shocked at this moment. They looked at the scene in front of them with some disbelief. Some people were shocked by the sword energy and sword power that Ling Feng burst out in an instant. They looked at Ling Feng in shock and couldn't believe Ling Feng.
How could he be so strong.
Some people began to feel a little shaken and asked in a low voice: "Ling Feng can't really defeat Zhao Yong, can he?"
"Impossible, it's impossible for Ling Feng to defeat Zhao Yong, it's absolutely impossible," the people on the side retorted quickly, and then snorted coldly and said: "My entire wealth is bet on Zhao Yong, he will definitely not
Might lose."
"Zhao Yong's domineering sword has not been used yet, and he has not yet used his full strength, but Ling Feng has already used all his methods and reached the limit. Once Zhao Yong uses his domineering sword, Ling Feng will be defeated immediately," someone analyzed on the side.
Everyone nodded after hearing this and looked at the two people in the valley intently. They were all waiting for Zhao Yong to show his true strength, waiting for Zhao Yong to use his domineering sword and kill Ling Feng. Then they would make a profit.
The bowl is full.
When Zhao Yong saw that he was gradually being suppressed by Ling Feng, he was furious. How could he, who was already very proud, let Ling Feng suppress him? This was simply a shame.
Zhao Yong snorted heavily, and then couldn't bear it any longer. He took action directly and raised the dragon scale sword in his hand. The aura around him gathered crazily towards the dragon scale sword. When the concentration reached the extreme, Zhao Yong directly swung the sword.
He came out and went straight towards Ling Feng and slashed at him with his sword.
The sword energy that had been gathered earlier exploded wildly at this moment, forming a huge dragon-scaled sword with a length of more than ten feet, and slashed straight at Ling Feng.
This sword is very domineering, as if it wants to split the entire valley from it. This is the first of the three styles of the domineering sword, which is to open the mountain!
In an instant, he split Ling Feng's sword energy from the middle and struck straight at Ling Feng.
Everyone present took a breath when they saw this, looking at the scene in front of them with shocked faces. The power of this sword is really too strong. Is there really anyone in Xuandan who can catch this sword?
In the eyes of everyone, Ling Feng was unable to catch the sword and would definitely be killed by it.
Mei'er and Ye Hongshang beside Long Chen also had worried expressions on their faces, and they both sweated for Ling Feng. At this moment, everyone's hearts were in their throats, Zhao Yong's sword was really too powerful.
When Ling Feng saw this, he also secretly said something bad. The power of this sword was too strong. His sword energy was split instantly. He couldn't resist this sword at all. There was no way. The gap in cultivation between the two people was really too big.
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What's more, Zhao Yong also used his domineering sword. This sword was too domineering and covered a large area. Ling Feng had no way to avoid it and could only choose to fight head-on.
Ling Feng did not hesitate, and the spiritual power in his body reached its peak. The sword energy on the God-killing Sword surged, and he slashed forward with Zhao Yong's sword.
The dragon-scaled sword formed by the condensed sword energy originally struck Ling Feng with all its might, but it stopped instantly after encountering the sword energy unleashed by Ling Feng.
Two powerful energies collided together, and a violent explosion was heard. The whole valley was shaken by it. Huge spiritual power fluctuations rushed towards the surroundings crazily. For a time, the entire valley was filled with sword aura and sword aura.
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The faces of everyone watching were so frightened that they fled into the distance again. The trees around the valley were instantly destroyed. Some people who ran slowly were torn apart by the violent sword energy and sword energy on the spot.
, dead without a complete body.
Only those who hid far away were spared, and they looked at the two people in the valley with lingering fear.
Looking at the fierce confrontation between Ling Feng and Zhao Yong, the sword energy and knife energy were raging in the valley, like fierce wind blades, which was thrilling and made people dare not get close.
Everyone in the Zhao family was a little shocked when they saw this, and said in surprise: "How strong is Ling Feng? He can actually resist Zhao Yong's sword!"
"How is this possible?" Zhao Changhui said in disbelief.
Lei Jinlong snorted coldly and said, "He doesn't have that strength yet."
As soon as Lei Jinlong finished speaking, Ling Feng's sword energy began to be unable to hold up. Although the power of Zhao Yong's sword was weakened, there was still a gap in spiritual power.
The sword energy and the sword energy cancel each other out, but Zhao Yong has the advantage in cultivation and spiritual power. Ling Feng's sword energy has completely disappeared. Zhao Yong's sword energy still has a part, but in Zhao Yong's view, this part has already
It's enough to kill Ling Feng.
"Go to hell!"
Zhao Yong looked ferocious, roared loudly, and then went straight towards Ling Feng and slashed at him.