Looking at the golden giant sword on the head of the beautiful spiritual master in front of him, the masked spiritual master showed a solemn look in his eyes.
"Go!" they both yelled at the same time.
The giant black dragon bared its fangs and claws, roared loudly, and rushed towards Lin Zhiyun and the others with the roar of the mountains and the tsunami.
"Ding!"
The golden giant sword made a resounding sound, like a proud king, shining brightly, facing the ferocious dragon with joy and fearlessness.
Gold and black met in mid-air, and the two unparalleled powers collided together. The terrifying sound was so shocking that people's eardrums were about to burst. The turbulent waves swept through the entire compound, breaking countless trees below, and cracks appeared on the surface of the main building.
, countless bricks, tiles and wood pieces were swept into the air and disappeared.
Even Nangong Ling and others who had reached the Tianlun realm had to retreat far back and run their exercises with all their strength in order to stabilize their bodies and prevent them from being swept away by the air waves.
The two unparalleled powerful spiritual powers were in a stalemate in the air for a long time, and then their momentum gradually weakened. The light of the golden giant sword gradually dimmed, and finally turned into dots of starlight floating in the air, while the black dragon also became looming, reluctantly rushing forward.
A few feet away, it was shattered into pieces by dozens of colorful spiritual threads shot out by Ye Qinglian.
After all...are we still defeated by him?
A hint of unwillingness flashed through Lin Zhiyun's beautiful eyes, and she panted slightly. Her plump chest kept rising and falling, and the spiritual power in her body felt faintly exhausted. She was not pushy, and directly reached into her arms and took out a "Zhong Wen-refined"
"The Great Resurrection Pill" was put into the mouth, but the sword was as powerful as before and could not be used again in a short period of time.
Little did he know that the masked spiritual master was even more shocked to an indescribable level.
Lin Zhiyun's earth-shattering sword strike just now completely exceeded his expectations.
In order to compete with this golden giant sword, the Masked Spirit Master had to pour a lot of spiritual power into the black giant dragon, which consumed a lot of energy. Compared to Lin Zhiyun, his condition was very limited, and he still had the strength to fight against it.
Ye Qinglian and Feng Zunzhao, his confidence was slightly shaken.
The two sides faced each other in the air, and no one dared to take the lead, and they reached a deadlock for a while.
"Long Dian, what are you dawdling about?" A low and hoarse voice suddenly reached everyone's ears.
"Li Tianfeng, what are you doing here!" Looking at the old man in black coming from a distance, the masked spiritual master "Long Dian" shouted angrily, "This is my mission, don't interfere."
Although the old man in black "Li Tianfeng" also tried to hide his appearance, his method was very rough. He just randomly covered his face with a piece of cloth, not covering his nose and beard, and the pale hair on his head was not covered up at all.
, interprets the word "formalism" very well.
"I don't want to care about it." Li Tianfeng's movements were very fast, and he came to everyone in a few breaths, with a loud voice and a wild tone, "Who asked you to procrastinate? You can't handle such a small thing, and you're in trouble.
My apprentice almost lost his life, he is such a waste."
"Who are you calling a loser?" Long Dian said coldly, "Isn't your apprentice said to be the best in fighting talent? He couldn't even beat a few girls and was beaten into a pig's head. How could he still expect me to save him? ?”
"At least he is still alive." Li Tianfeng laughed and said, "Unlike your apprentice 'Cang Jing', I heard that you deliberately lured the spiritual master away from Daqian Imperial City to give him a chance to show off, but in the end he ended up A bleak end with no bones left, that’s what we call a good life!”
"You are looking for death!" Long Dian's eyes showed a fierce light, faintly glowing red.
"Why, in your current state, do you also want to fight with me?" Li Tianfeng said indifferently.
Naturally, he could see that Long Dian had consumed a lot of energy and his spiritual power was somewhat exhausted.
Before Long Dian could retort, he glanced at Lin Zhiyun and the others and asked in surprise: "You were actually forced to this point by two delicate bitches?"
As for Master Feng on the side, he has been completely ignored by him.
"She is very strong." Long Dian said in a stiff tone.
"No matter how powerful you are, you have not yet entered the Tao." Li Tianfeng shook his head and said contemptuously, "Since you can't handle it, let me do it for you!"
After saying that, he waved his hand and condensed a giant black claw in the air, which was aimed at Lin Zhiyun and the others and hooded them.
The surface of the giant claws is burning with blazing black fire, the nails are long and pointed, and even the hair is simulated to the last minute, very lifelike. When the claws pass through the air, they make a sharp whistling sound. The further they fly forward, the bigger their size becomes. It swelled and expanded, and by the time it reached above Lin Zhiyun and the others, it had expanded to an exaggerated area that could cover the entire Nangong Family Courtyard.
Ye Qinglian screamed, raised both hands, and shot out seventy colored spiritual threads, which were pierced on the giant palm. The cold air of "Tai Su Xuan Yin Gong" was transmitted along the spiritual threads into the inside of the giant palm, making it colorful A dark moment.
Master Feng also fired dozens of violent wind blades almost at the same time. However, the wind assisted the fire. Once the giant flame palm, which had had part of its spiritual power dissipated by the "Spirit Transformation Thread", came into contact with the wind blades, although its speed was hindered, the color on the surface changed. On the contrary, it became brighter.
This old man, it would be better not to come if he comes!
Ye Qinglian glanced at Feng Zun with some dissatisfaction and felt that inviting such a spiritual teammate was a big mistake.
Master Feng smiled awkwardly. He didn't understand Ye Qinglian's eyes. However, there was nothing he could do about the conflicting spiritual skills and attributes.
There was a battle between the spirits in the sky, and the two girls were fighting to the death, but he was always in a very useless position.
Several Spirit Masters were well aware of the battle situation in the courtyard below. At first, they sensed that the Tianlun battlefield was also dominated by a group of girls. The old man Shen Dachui was also a soy sauce. Master Feng was somewhat mentally balanced.
Unexpectedly, Shen Dachui suddenly showed "great power", transformed into Teacher Saitama, and "defeated" the brave and invincible Mandrill with one punch.
In comparison, Master Feng's situation is slightly embarrassing.
The falling force of the giant spiritual palm only slowed down slightly, but did not stop. It still fell heavily towards the three of them.
Lin Zhiyun's spiritual power had not yet been restored. Facing Li Tianfeng's powerful offensive, the three of them were unable to resist, so they had to hide and run around in confusion. The situation instantly became precarious.
"This senior." Nangong Ling's clear voice suddenly came from the courtyard, "Is this person your disciple?"
Li Tianfeng stopped suddenly and looked down from a high position, only to see Nangong Ling standing beside Gui Mandrill with his right foot on his back and the long sword in his hand aimed at his head.
"You brat, you are always arrogant and domineering, but you never imagined that one day you would be stepped on by a woman." Li Tianfeng laughed loudly and said in a very relaxed tone, "Do I want to save you as a teacher?"
"Get out!" Gui Mandrill lay on the ground and was stepped on by Nangong Linglian's feet. He struggled hard to get up, but he couldn't, so he had to raise his head and roar at Li Tianfeng.
"Little girl, you heard it too." Li Tianfeng narrowed his eyes and looked at Nangong Lingdao, "My disciple is so proud that he doesn't want me to rescue him."
"Senior, can such an outstanding disciple really have the heart to watch him die?" Nangong Lingmei looked at him with a smile, but the long sword in his hand was slightly closer to the back of Ghost Mandrill's neck.
"Although this boy has a nasty personality, I picked him up and raised him since he was a child. How can I let a girl bully my own cub?" Li Tianfeng said about Ghost Mandrill, his eyes softened a little unconsciously, "Female
Baby, although you are smart, your knowledge is limited after all. You must know that there are many things in the world that cannot be messed with."
As he spoke, Li Tianfeng's figure that was originally in the air gradually faded and suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Nangong Ling's heart froze, and when he was about to thrust out the long sword in his hand, he suddenly felt an inexplicable power shrouding his body. The spiritual power in his body seemed to be frozen, and his body could not move. Even within a short distance of an inch, he could not reach it no matter what.
go out.
"How dare you threaten a Taoist spiritual master, wait until you get down there, and then reflect on it." Li Tianfeng's figure suddenly appeared in front of Nangong Ling, and he slowly grabbed her Tianling Gai with his right hand.
"Ling'er!" Lin Zhiyun was so anxious that she forced herself to shoot out several golden sword lights, striking at Li Tianfeng's back.
Two huge black wings suddenly jumped out from behind Li Tianfeng. This powerful spiritual master seemed to be standing still, and his body seemed to be insubstantial for a moment. The golden sword light passed through his body, but it did not cause any harm to him.
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At this time, Ye Qinglian's "Spiritual Love Thread" had also arrived, and Li Tianfeng's body became insubstantial again. The colorful spiritual thread passed through it, but there was no feeling of hitting the entity.
What a fast speed!
Lin Zhiyun was amazed in her heart. She could see clearly that Li Tianfeng did not turn his body into spiritual mist like Long Dian, but directly avoided the attacks of the two people and returned to his original position in an instant. Only because he was too fast, he was
It gives people a feeling of disembodiment where the body is not moving.
The two of them missed a single hit, and it was too late to rush for help. They could only watch as Li Tianfeng's palm pressed towards Nangong Ling's head.
No matter how you calculate, is it still difficult to cross the power gap?
Nangong Ling knew that he was unlucky, so he slowly closed his eyes and stood gracefully on the spot, no longer making any resistance.
This woman, who combined beauty and talent, was about to die.
However, she waited quietly for a long time, but did not feel anything strange at all. Her beautiful eyes opened again, looking forward curiously.
I saw Li Tianfeng, who had been scornful not long ago, with his eyes wide open and an expression of disbelief on his face. His right palm, which was originally raised high, hung weakly by his side, as if someone had drained all his strength.
Slowly fall backwards.
"boom!"
This spiritual master couldn't even move his body. His hard body hit the ground with a loud collision sound, and then he stopped moving. There was no breath in his mouth and nose.
The Taoist spiritual master of the dignified Dark Temple died on the spot without any warning.
"Old man!"
Ghost Mandrill raised his head with difficulty and let out a hoarse wail. He was as cold and arrogant as he was, and tears slowly fell from the corners of his eyes.
A white figure appeared in the sky at some point.
The person who came here looked to be about forty years old, with a medium-to-thin build and a pretty face, but there was nothing eye-catching about him.
He just stood quietly in the air, as if he was integrated with the whole world, without any violation, giving people a hazy, vague feeling of something and nothing.
The surrounding birds did not avoid this man. A small bird flew over his shoulder, as if it had never seen him before, and turned a blind eye to the existence of the man in white.
The moment he saw the man in white, Long Dian's heart beat violently uncontrollably, and a feeling of despair surged into his heart.
He had only experienced this feeling with the master of the Dark Temple.
Heaven and man are one!
This is the supreme state that only saints can achieve.