When the huge black dragon swept out with the surging water, countless people present were horrified. Some of the other three flags, whose strength was not weaker than that of Zhongling, also couldn't help but change their colors.
Because under Li Luo's sword, even they felt a huge sense of crisis.
They couldn't believe that such a fierce and violent sword was actually struck by a great evil spirit.
This sword is already extremely threatening!
Zhong Ling, who was the first to bear the brunt, saw a drastic change in his expression. His pupils were like earthquakes as he looked at the roaring black dragon Ming Shui.
He also knew Li Luo's Black Dragon Marquisship Technique, but even if it was a Marquisship Technique, it wouldn't be so perverted, would it?!
Is this Li Luo really just in the Great Sha Palace realm?!
At this moment, Zhong Ling felt that even if Li Luo was said to be in the Jinsha physical realm, he would not have any doubts.
However, the reality is not like this.
Zhong Ling's expression turned gloomy and uncertain, and then turned into a fierce expression. He could feel that although Li Luo's sword was terrifying, it was the only one that Li Luo had!
This is a life-threatening method!
Li Luo concentrated all his means and power on this sword. As long as this sword failed to completely defeat Zhongling, then Li Luo would lose all resistance.
Zhong Ling gritted his teeth and clenched his fingers suddenly. The red fists rose with force, like blazing flames, and the high temperature twisted the air.
At the same time, the phase force in his body also exploded without reservation at this time, like a pillar of flames that shot hundreds of feet straight into the sky.
He formed a seal with his hands, then took a deep breath, and his mouth suddenly swelled.
call!
The next moment, a ball of black flame roared out from his mouth. This ball of black fire seemed a little sticky, and it also exuded an extremely strong and violent aura.
Black flames fell on Zhong Ling's flaming fists, and then he blasted out with a ferocious palm.
"High-level Dragon General Technique, Fire Demon Grand Hand Seal!"
As Zhong Ling struck out with his palm, a hundred-foot-long black fire handprint was formed out of thin air. In the center of the handprint, there seemed to be an extremely fierce grimace.
With this palm strike, the air in this area seemed to be burned clean, making it difficult to breathe.
Moreover, on top of the black fire handprint, evil spirit like metallic liquid flowed rapidly, gradually covering it, and the power of the black fire handprint suddenly increased.
With the blessing of Sha Gang, the power of Zhongling's flame demon hand seal can crush and burn even a small mountain.
Obviously, facing Li Luo's sword that used all his methods, Zhong Ling did not dare to underestimate him in the slightest, and he also used his own methods to the extreme.
As long as he resists Li Luo's fatal blow, the position of leader of the Qingming Banner will be his in Zhongling's bag!
The flame demon's big handprint roared out, and the ground was torn apart with dark burning marks. Then, under the gaze of many nervous eyes, it collided with the roaring black dragon.
boom!
Earth-shaking energy shock waves swept across like a hurricane.
The crowd of people watching around the battle stage were all using their power to resist the impact, while their eyes were fixed on the two extremely violent energy impacts.
There, the black dragon roared, and the black river swept under the dragon's claws. The black water was extremely cold, and when it came into contact with the fire power of Zhongling, an extremely violent explosion broke out.
The continuously spreading shock waves made some of the weaker ones present feel a faint sense of suffocation.
Zhong Ling's face was ferocious, and he mobilized every ounce of phase force in his body. In terms of the tyranny of the phase force, even if Li Luo resorted to many means, his side was still better.
But during the collision, Zhong Ling found that Li Luo's phase force was extremely difficult.
The mutual strength between the two constantly erodes each other.
But even though his side seems to be stronger, Li Luo's phase force exudes an unimaginable spirituality, and that phase force seems to contain some kind of mysterious thing, which is constantly melting and dissolving his phase force.
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"Is it bipolar power?"
Zhong Ling was puzzled. The power of dual phase was indeed of a very high level. It was a power that could only be touched by the powerful feudal lord. However, it did not mean that as long as one had dual phase, he could really compete with the powerful feudal lord in the level of phase power.
the same.
It was not that Zhong Ling had never met a bipolar person before, but he had never heard of anyone with bipolar power being so domineering.
Roar!
And just as Zhong Ling was angry, the black dragon suddenly erupted into a shocking dragon roar. Its dragon mouth opened, and a jet-black dragon's breath spurted out. In the dragon's breath, many mysterious light traces could be vaguely seen.
It seems to be an ancient pattern born from heaven and earth.
That dragon's breath sprayed directly on the Balrog's big hand seal, and the evil spirit on it suddenly showed signs of melting.
In just a few breaths, the rising black flames from the Balrog Hand Seal began to dim at an alarming speed.
There were exclamations one after another in the field.
The next moment, the black dragon flew past, and in the deafening roar of the dragon, the large flame demon hand seal that gathered all the power of Zhongling collapsed at this moment.
Zhong Ling's pupils shook.
The next moment, the black dragon, which was also riddled with holes in the flame demon's big handprint, rushed towards him, carrying murderous intent, and hit his body heavily.
Poof!
Zhong Ling spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his figure flew backwards, falling to the ground in a mess, leaving traces of dozens of feet.
The golden light on his body continued to dim, and the domineering golden evil body was also dissolved at this moment.
The black dragon's energy was finally exhausted, turned into energy points, and shattered.
The shocking confrontation on the battlefield came to an abrupt end.
The whole place was silent.
And in the silence, they saw Li Luo on the stage. His bloody hand was holding the handle of the knife, dragging the blade upside down, and the tip of the knife drew sparks on the ground.
He walked towards Zhongling's position step by step slowly but firmly.
Then under the gaze of many people, he put the tip of the knife on the seriously injured Zhong Ling's forehead.
Zhong Ling's breath was sluggish, and he looked at Li Luo with blood on his face. At this time, the latter's handsome face was also pale. Judging from the latter's slightly trembling palm holding the handle of the knife, Li Luo was obviously the same.
Exhausted the last strength in the body.
Li Luo now has almost no fighting ability.
However, Zhong Ling was even more unable to move.
"Aren't you announcing the result yet? Do you really have to behead him?" Li Luo turned his head, looked at the high platform, and said with a smile.
At this time, on the high platform, all the courtyard masters gradually came back to their senses.
They looked at the silent scene, with different emotions emerging in their eyes.
Finally, Li Rouyun glanced at the silent Zhong Yushi and spoke first, her soft voice ringing in everyone's ears.
"This battle to lead the Qingming Banner was ultimately won by Li Luo."
"From now on, Li Luo will serve as the leader of Qingming Banner!"
As Li Rouyun's voice fell, the silence in the field was finally broken, and what followed was a torrent of noise and boiling sounds.
They all understand that this time the battle for the leadership of the Qingming Banner will definitely cause quite a stir in Longya Vein.
On the high platform, Li Qingpeng and Li Jinpan looked at Li Luo's slender figure holding a sword, their expressions slightly dazed. At this moment, they remembered the figure who had also created many miracles in the dragon's tooth veins many years ago.
The supreme genius who has been the most outstanding in the Long Ya vein for a hundred years.
"Lao San's bloodline has his style."
The two of them looked at each other and saw a hint of relief in each other's eyes.
Longya Mountain, Houshan Bamboo Garden.
The old man who was digging bamboo shoots also raised his head at this time. He looked in the direction of Qingming Peak. At this time, a faint smile appeared on his usually serious old face.
"Tai Xuan, this son of yours may be better than his master in the future."