Zhao Yong felt the God-killing Sword Intent and felt a little worried in his heart. This sword Intent filled with a very terrifying aura of destruction made him aware of the danger.
Zhao Yong did not dare to take it lightly at this moment and looked at Ling Feng very cautiously. He also felt the danger of the punch just now. Even with the protective mirror to protect his body, Zhao Yong still did not dare to take risks easily.
Thinking of this, the murderous intent in Zhao Yong's eyes surged, and the domineering energy in his body was released again. The tyrannical momentum was suppressed towards Ling Feng, and then the spiritual power in his body was mobilized crazily, towards the dragon scale knife.
Gather together above.
Zhao Yong once again slashed at Ling Feng with a sword. This sword was also the third of the three styles of the Tyrant Sword to destroy the city. This sword was more powerful than the previous two swords. For a time, the majestic sword energy filled the entire valley.
Raging around Zhao Yong.
Even the surrounding trees in the distance were destroyed by the sword energy, and even the valleys were cut into ravines by the raging sword energy, almost destroying the surrounding valleys.
The power of Zhao Yong's sword reached its extreme. The sword energy filled the surrounding area and he attacked Ling Feng crazily, blocking out the sky and the sun and not giving Ling Feng any chance to evade. Ling Feng could only choose to resist forcefully.
And Zhao Yong just wanted to rely on his high level of cultivation to kill Ling Feng with this knife. Even if he couldn't kill Ling Feng, he would still use his huge spiritual power to consume Ling Feng to death until Ling Feng was exhausted.
It's not too late to kill him.
"What a powerful sword, what a terrifying sword energy!"
Everyone present was shocked when they saw this. The onlookers once again quickly retreated towards the rear and fled in a hurry. They were afraid that they would be affected. Once they were hit by a sword, they would be killed on the spot.
Everyone in the Zhao family looked at the crazy sword energy raging in the valley, and finally smiled on their faces, thinking that no one in Xuandan could resist this sword.
Lei Jinlong also nodded with satisfaction, feeling that Zhao Yong's knowledge of sword skills was very good, and he was worthy of being his proud disciple. In Lei Jinlong's view, with this sword blow, no matter what Lingfeng's methods, he would definitely die.
Everyone in Tianxuan Sect was looking at Ling Feng with worried expressions, a little worried about Ling Feng's safety, and Mei'er was even more nervous and at a loss.
Long Chen shouted anxiously from the side: "Hold on, you must hold on!"
Xu Bing also frowned at this moment. The power of this sword was really too strong. He was also a little worried about whether Ling Feng could withstand it. After all, he didn't know much about Ling Feng's physical strength.
Ling Feng snorted coldly at this moment, and then ignored Zhao Yong's sword attack. He exerted force on his feet, used Kunpeng Nine Dodge, and rushed towards Zhao Yong.
This time, although the spiritual power in Ling Feng's body was exhausted, Ling Feng's strength and speed more than doubled after activating his domineering body. Ling Feng once again used a thunder sword, but this time it was a sword strike.
Jian Jing Lei does not have any spiritual power fluctuations, and simply relies on strength and speed.
The Qi and blood in Ling Feng's body were being consumed crazily. Ling Feng could only feel his Qi and blood boiling. Ling Feng, who had made up his mind, could no longer care about so many things. He put all his efforts into it and ignored Zhao Yong's sword attack. He just thought
He wanted to kill Zhao Yong with one sword.
At this moment, Ling Feng's whole body was like a bolt of lightning, instantly rushing out from the raging sword energy all around. The God-killing sword's energy fluctuated, destroying everything that was resisting.
Zhao Yong's sword energy was all-pervasive, but Ling Feng cut a way out. Ling Feng, desperate, moved forward, and with the force of wind and thunder, this sword went straight towards Zhao Yong.
The sword energy from all around was attacking Ling Feng crazily, but Ling Feng was completely ignoring it at this moment, relying on his domineering body and strong defense to resist these sword energy.
"Ding ding ding!"
A series of very dense metal collision sounds came. This was the sound of Zhao Yong's sword strike on Ling Feng. The Overlord Body not only improved Ling Feng's strength and speed, but also improved Ling Feng's defense.
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At this moment, Ling Feng's defense was astonishing.
However, even with such a strong defense, wounds gradually appeared under Zhao Yong's crazy sword attacks, and streaks of blood appeared on Ling Feng's skin.
Ling Feng didn't care at all, gritted his teeth and rushed towards Zhao Yong.
In the blink of an eye, Ling Feng rushed in front of Zhao Yong and struck him directly with a sword.
Zhao Yong was shocked when he saw this. He knew that Ling Feng was physically strong, so he used this sword to force Ling Feng back and fight Ling Feng from a distance. After all, it would be very dangerous for him to get close to him.
However, Zhao Yong never expected that Ling Feng would bear his attack and rush to him. Looking at Ling Feng who was covered in wounds and blood, Zhao Yong felt a sense of fear in his heart.
At this moment, Ling Feng was like a murderous god, which was really too scary.
However, Zhao Yong gritted his teeth, tightened the dragon scale knife in his hand, slashed at Ling Feng, and roared: "Go to hell!"
In Zhao Yong's opinion, Ling Feng's sword cannot break his defense. He can still kill Ling Feng with one sword. If one sword fails, he can still kill Ling Feng with a second sword. Sooner or later, he can kill Ling Feng.
However, the next moment, Zhao Yong was dumbfounded. Ling Feng's sword was more powerful than the previous sword. With the blessing of the God-killing Sword, this sword became extremely sharp and could destroy all defenses.
Zhao Yong's spiritual shield was instantly shattered by the sword, and then a sword struck Zhao Yong's dragon scale sword. The huge force shocked Zhao Yong's arms to numbness, and the tiger's mouth cracked open, and blood flowed out.
What followed was a terrifying god-killing sword intent. This sword intent that destroyed everything made Zhao Yong frightened.
Zhao Yong couldn't hold the dragon scale knife in his hand, and the dragon scale knife flew away on the spot. Then Ling Feng stabbed Zhao Yong in the chest with his sword without hesitation.
Zhao Yong was so frightened by this blow that his face changed drastically. Although he was protected by a breast mirror that could be used when he faced a fatal blow, Zhao Yong was still so frightened that his face turned pale.
Zhao Yong, who was frightened, could only place his hope on the heart mirror at this moment, hoping that it could still play its role and block Ling Feng's sword.
"Crack!"
The next moment, a shattering sound came, and Zhao Yong's heart suddenly went cold. His whole body was as cold as an ice cellar, and cold sweat broke out all over his body. He looked at Ling Feng with a horrified look on his face.
I saw that Ling Feng's sword slashed out. With the blessing of the God-killing Sword Intention, the destructive power of Ling Feng's sword greatly increased. Zhao Yong's heart guard did play a role at the critical moment. He wanted to resist Ling Feng.
This sword saved Zhao Yong's life.
However, after the sword was struck, the extremely sharp God-killing Sword chopped the heart-protecting mirror into pieces on the spot. Before the heart-protecting mirror was about to break, it still withstood Ling Feng's blow.
Zhao Yong was dumbfounded at this moment. The protective mirror blocked the sword, but what should he do with the next sword?
"not good!"
Everyone in the Zhao family also noticed this, and their expressions suddenly changed. But before they could take any action, Ling Feng had already taken action.
After Ling Feng broke Zhao Yong's protective spiritual weapon with his sword, he then directly punched Zhao Yong's Dantian. This punch was full of power and extremely fast.
"No!"
When Zhao Yong saw this, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Ling Feng in horror. He mobilized his spiritual power crazily, trying to block Ling Feng's punch.
However, Ling Feng's punch was too powerful. The spiritual shield that Zhao Yong gathered in a hurry was instantly shattered. Zhao Yong could only watch as Ling Feng's punch hit him.
"puff!"
Zhao Yong spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and was knocked backwards again. He was almost killed by Ling Feng's punch. Fortunately, the monk in the Xuandan realm had tenacious vitality, so he did not die.
But at this moment, Zhao Yong was already dying and fell to the ground, his breath was very weak.
Zhao Yong looked towards the Thunder Golden Dragon on the top of the mountain, opened his mouth, used his last strength, and shouted in a very weak voice: "Master, save me! I don't want to die!"
At this moment, there was silence in the entire valley. Even if Zhao Yong's voice was very weak, everyone could hear it clearly.
Everyone onlookers were dumbfounded. No one expected that this would be such a situation. The arrogant and domineering Zhao Yong would be beaten by Ling Feng until he begged for mercy.
Everyone held their breath and looked at Ling Feng, wanting to see if Ling Feng would kill Zhao Yong. At the same time, some people looked at the Zhao family and Lei Jinlong on the top of the mountain, wanting to see Lei Jinlong and Zhao Yong.
Will the family members disregard the rules and save Zhao Yong's face?