Everyone present was shocked when they saw this, looking at Ling Feng in shock, a little unbelievable.
Especially everyone in the Zhao family frowned. How could this boy be so physically strong? He was almost comparable to the people of the Vajra Sect.
Lei Jinlong also frowned slightly at this moment. Looking at Ling Feng who was exuding a faint golden light, he said in great surprise: "I didn't expect, I really didn't expect that this kid can actually do physical skills, and it seems that the level of this physical skills is still high."
It’s not low, and the power is pretty good.”
"Physical skills?" Zhao Changhui was a little shocked when he heard this. He looked at Lei Jinlong and asked: "Is his physical skills very strong?"
Lei Jinlong shook his head and said: "I don't know. I don't know much about physical training. Anyway, I can catch this sword. It seems that I am not weak."
"Isn't Yong'er in danger?" Zhao Changhui looked at Zhao Yong with great concern. His heart, which was originally very calm, was now in his throat.
Everyone in the Zhao family, who thought they had a chance to win, frowned at this moment, with worries on their faces. They kept praying in their hearts, praying that Zhao Yong would win this time.
Some people were even praying, praying that Ling Feng would die suddenly.
But everyone on Tianxuan Sect's side brightened up and looked at Ling Feng in great surprise, "So this is Ling Feng's trump card."
Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. Seeing Ling Feng who was now full of momentum and fighting spirit, they were also full of confidence in Ling Feng and felt that Ling Feng would win this battle.
The people watching around couldn't help but admire at this moment: "This Ling Feng has such a strong body."
"It seems like he and Zhao Yong are really capable of fighting!"
"The power of a battle? I think Zhao Yong may not be Ling Feng's opponent now," someone said from the side.
Everyone who was originally full of confidence in Zhao Yong and felt that he would win was a little shaken now. They began to think that Ling Feng would win, but they still expected Zhao Yong to win. After all, they were betting on Zhao Yong to win. If Ling Feng won,
, they will lose miserably.
Only Jin Xin in the crowd had such a smile on his face, thinking that he had made the right bet, Ling Feng indeed had a trump card.
Zhao Yong was also very shocked at this moment. He originally thought he could kill Ling Feng with one strike, but he never expected that Ling Feng had a backup plan.
But even so, Zhao Yong still had full confidence in defeating Ling Feng. Zhao Yong snorted, looked at Ling Feng coldly, and said unwillingly: "You must be the one who dies this time."
As Zhao Yong spoke, the aura in his body was released crazily, and the spiritual power in his body was vented crazily, converging on the dragon scale knife in his hand. This time, Zhao Yong had no reservations, and was ready to fight Ling Feng to the end.
No matter what, he will kill Ling Feng to avenge his brother Zhao Rui and vent his anger on the Zhao family.
Ling Feng was also not to be outdone. Although there was not much spiritual power left in his body, his blood was boiling at this moment. Ling Feng, who had activated his domineering body, was fearless.
Zhao Yong's sword energy raged in the valley, attacking Ling Feng crazily, but when it struck Ling Feng, it made a clanking sound of metal, without hurting Ling Feng at all.
Ling Feng stood there, staring at Zhao Yong, and then rushed towards Zhao Yong without saying a word. The increase of the domineering body to Ling Feng was indeed great, but it also consumed Ling Feng's blood and body.
huge.
Ling Feng's domineering body cannot be maintained for too long. Once activated, he must fight quickly, otherwise Ling Feng will face exhaustion of energy and blood. When the time comes, his own life will be in danger without his opponent having to kill him.
Ling Feng's figure was seen disappearing instantly like a ghost, and like a sharp arrow, he rushed towards Zhao Yong.
The increase of the Overlord Body to Ling Feng is comprehensive, not only the strength, but also the speed. At this moment, Ling Feng's speed is more than twice as fast as before.
Everyone present only saw Ling Feng disappear on the spot, then turned into an afterimage, and rushed straight towards Zhao Yong in an instant. Even in the middle of the rush, Ling Feng's figure flashed and disappeared.
When he saw Ling Feng, Ling Feng had already appeared in front of Zhao Yong, and slashed straight at Zhao Yong's head with his sword.
"Yong'er, be careful!"
Zhao Changhui couldn't help but exclaimed loudly when he saw this, and looked at Zhao Yong with a worried look. Ling Feng's speed was really too fast.
Lei Jinlong also frowned at this moment, looking at Zhao Yong nervously, completely losing his previous calmness and contempt. At this moment, he also began to worry about Zhao Yong's safety.
Facing Ling Feng's rapid attack, Zhao Yong's expression changed drastically. He thought that the thunderous sword that Ling Feng had used before was already the fastest and strongest sword, but he never expected that this sword would turn out to be...
Even faster than the previous sword.
Not to be outdone, Zhao Yong raised his dragon scale knife and struck straight at Ling Feng's God-killing Sword. He was not convinced. With such a high level of cultivation, how could he be afraid of Ling Feng's sword? It made no sense and was impossible.
fear.
Everyone is watching, Zhao Yong cannot retreat, he wants to kill Ling Feng with one knife.
"when!"
A clear sound of metal collision came. The majestic spiritual power contained in Zhao Yong's sword was instantly defeated by the God-killing Sword. However, the power of Ling Feng's sword was also offset by most, and Zhao Yong's sword still continued.
He was able to withstand Ling Feng's sword.
However, this sword shock made Zhao Yong's arm numb, and his whole body was filled with energy and blood. Zhao Yong quickly used his spiritual power, mobilized his spiritual power crazily, and prepared to attack Ling Feng.
But before he could take action, Ling Feng had already made the first move, slashing with a sword with his right hand. The moment he was blocked by Zhao Yong, Ling Feng made a fist with his left hand and punched Zhao Yong's chest hard.
This punch is simple and unpretentious, but it is full of power. This time Ling Feng simply relies on his dominance to fight Zhao Yong. What he emphasizes is that he can defeat all methods with one force!
"ah!"
Zhao Yong was also shocked when he saw this. His expression suddenly changed and he exclaimed. Then he quickly mobilized the spiritual power in his body and gathered it crazily in front of him, forming a spiritual barrier to resist Ling Feng's punch.
He didn't believe that his spiritual power, which was at the ninth level of the Xuandan Realm, would not be able to withstand Ling Feng's punch.
However, the next moment, Zhao Yong's expression changed drastically. Ling Feng's punch hit the spiritual shield on his chest hard. The power of the punch made Zhao Yong feel as if he was hit by a giant hammer.
It was like being hit hard on the chest.
I saw the spiritual shield in front of Zhao Yong explode with a bang, Ling Feng's punch hit Zhao Yong's chest directly, Zhao Yong's whole body instantly flew backwards like a cannonball, and flew backwards from the valley.
It passed by, breaking countless towering ancient trees, and finally smashed directly into the mountain beside it, smashing a hole in the entire mountain.
"Zhao Yong!"
When everyone in the Zhao family saw this, their expressions suddenly changed. They looked at Zhao Yong very worriedly, their eyes widened and filled with fear. They did not want to see Zhao Yong die like this. Zhao Yong must not die.
Lei Jinlong also frowned at this moment, and a cold light flashed in his eyes when he looked at Ling Feng.
Everyone present was stunned at this moment, standing there in a daze, motionless, as if they had been petrified. None of them expected that this battle would turn out like this.
I originally thought that Zhao Yong would have the absolute advantage, but in the end it was Ling Feng who had the advantage. Moreover, this punch was so powerful, could Zhao Yong still survive?
Everyone looked towards the cave that Zhao Yong smashed out, wanting to see if Zhao Yong was still alive.
The next moment, the sound of footsteps and Zhao Yong's cough came from the cave. Everyone saw Zhao Yong walking out of the cave step by step.
Zhao Yong only had a trace of blood seeping out of the corner of his mouth, but he was fine.
"How is this possible? Zhao Yong is actually intact!"
Everyone present was stunned when they saw this. No one expected that Zhao Yong would be fine after receiving such a heavy punch.
"This, this..."
Long Chen smacked his tongue at the side, frowning and said: "What on earth is going on? How could Zhao Yong be okay? Not only did that punch kill him, it also had to break his bones and tendons, and he was seriously injured.
Yes, why does it look like he was only slightly injured?"
"Look at his chest!"
Someone with sharp eyes discovered that Zhao Yong's chest was emitting a faint light and energy was pulsating.
Everyone immediately looked at Zhao Yong's chest, and then discovered that Zhao Yong had a protective spiritual weapon on his body.
"Despicable, it's really despicable!" Long Chen was so angry that he jumped on his feet and cursed loudly.
Zhao Changhui showed a proud smile on his face. This is the heart-protecting mirror he spent a lot of money to buy. It is a top-grade spiritual weapon. Even a full blow from the Xuandan realm cannot break this heart-protecting mirror. Ling Feng wants to
Killing Zhao Yong is impossible.
From the beginning, Ling Feng was doomed to failure.
Zhao Yong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Ling Feng coldly, and said proudly: "The punch just now was indeed very strong, but it was not enough to hurt me. You can't break my defense at all."
"I didn't expect that the disciple of the majestic Lord of Wushuang City would resort to such tactics, relying on his own spiritual weapon to protect himself, and shouting at me here. Don't you feel blushing? I feel ashamed for you," Ling Feng looked at him with disdain.
By Zhao Yong.
Lei Jinlong also frowned at this moment. He was so conceited that it was impossible for him to give Zhao Yong a protective spiritual weapon. In his opinion, Zhao Yong would definitely win. But now that he saw that the breast shield saved Zhao Yong's life, Lei Jinlong also felt more confident.
Satisfied, he praised: "The Zhao family has done a good job."
Zhao Changhui quickly smiled and said: "This is my precious son. Naturally, I can't let anything happen to him. This is just in case. I didn't expect it to be used."
Ling Feng's words made everyone present frown. They felt that Zhao Yong was a bit despicable. He used a protective spiritual weapon in a fair fight. This was simply cheating.
However, everyone in the Zhao family and Lei Jinlong were watching. Although everyone despised Zhao Yong in their hearts, they did not dare to say it.
Zhao Yong quibbled: "This is also part of strength. You can also have it. The only fault is your own lack of preparation."
"Don't think that there is nothing I can do to you if you have a turtle shell," Ling Feng snorted coldly, the murderous intent in his eyes getting stronger.
Zhao Yong laughed wildly and said: "You can't break my defense at all, so what can you do to fight me? You can only wait for death."
"Then I'll show you!" Ling Feng's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he clenched the God-killing Sword in his hand. The intent of the God-killing Sword was completely released at this moment, completely locking Zhao Yong in front of him. This time Ling Feng
Feng made up his mind to kill Zhao Yong with one sword.