The thunder flashed, and thunderbolts broke through the sky, making people's scalp numb. Along with the interweaving of dark green flames, they fell from the sky!
"Demon Fire Thunder!"
Outside the bloody battle space, a famous saint appeared with a look of horror in his eyes.
This demonic fire thunder is extremely powerful. If Young Master Jin Jiao had not used the power of the blood battle space to stimulate ten times the power of blood, he would never be able to summon such a large scale demonic fire thunder!
Crack!
A bolt of thunder fell, Ling Feng's figure was directly defeated, and a bottomless hole was opened in the ground beneath his feet.
However, the next moment, Ling Feng's figure suddenly appeared next to Young Master Jin Jiao. His sword glanced past and cut off the corners of Young Master Jin Jiao's sleeves. If Young Master Jin Jiao hadn't dodged quickly, this would have happened.
One sword strike might cut off his wrist.
When Yufeng Xiaoyaoyou is used to the extreme, Ling Feng's speed is even faster than Thunder!
"Let's see how many times you can hide!"
The next moment, the two qi and blood clones of Young Master Jin Jiao once again entangled Ling Feng, while Young Master Jin Jiao controlled the demon fire thunder and laid down layers of thunder barriers around Ling Feng, making his actions more and more complicated.
Restricted.
"Thunderstorm Burial!"
Not long after, a trace of fanaticism flashed in the eyes of the young master of the golden dragon. At the same time, he controlled hundreds of demonic fire thunders, without distinguishing between friend and foe, and enveloped Ling Feng and his two flesh and blood clones in thunder.
within the range.
The violent thunder almost completely distorted the space, spinning and circling, constantly approaching Ling Feng.
"Swallowing flames!"
Ling Feng frowned and directly summoned the swallowing flames to cover his whole body. The violent thunder blew up all the hair on his body and stood on end. However, the terrifying power of the demonic fire that burned all things was restrained by the swallowing flames. After a while,
, the demonic fire was extinguished, but the swallowing flames on Ling Feng's body burned more and more fiercely.
The terrifying demon fire thunder, in front of Ling Feng, only had a slight impact on him.
Poof!
In the electric light and flint, two flesh-and-blood clones of Young Master Jin Jiao, one on the left and one on the right, suddenly appeared, and their sharp claws tore down fiercely. Ling Feng was able to avoid the clone on the left, but was still hit by the clone on the right, and his chest
It left five scars deep enough to show bone.
At the same time, the swallowing flames on Ling Feng's body came back and swallowed the flesh and blood clone that hit him instantly.
"puff!"
There was a burst of energy and blood inside the body, and Ling Feng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, staring at the young master Jin Jiao opposite him with an extremely solemn expression.
This battle is undoubtedly the most difficult battle since he came to the West Sword Region!
The blood line on his forehead was looming, and the yin and yang fish were floating in Ling Feng's eyes. At this moment, Ling Feng had almost no reservations.
"You just destroyed one of my young master's clones. In this bloody battle space, there are as many qi and blood clones as you want!"
The young master of the golden dragon laughed ferociously, followed by a roar, and then, five more qi and blood clones flew out of his body, and together with the previous clone, surrounded Ling Feng
.
"Destroy the heaven and the earth!"
The ten directions were destroyed and danced wildly. When life and death were at stake, Ling Feng also unleashed his full potential.
Boom boom boom!
One after another, the Qi and blood clones were blown away and crushed into pieces by Ling Feng. The terrifying sword energy seemed to have the power to destroy the heaven and the earth.
Everyone outside the bloody battle space was dazzled to watch.
Young Master Jin Jiao has just broken through to the Saint level, and Ling Feng has only reached the Imperial level.
But the battle between these two people is no less than that of some veteran strong men who have been immersed in the holy level for decades or even centuries!
After being unable to attack for a long time, Young Master Jin Jiao has a murderous intention and has forced his blood clones to move more than thirty bodies. Even for him, it is a big load.
Ling Feng, on the other hand, also tried his best, and received countless wounds all over his body. Each one was full of skin and flesh, with bones visible and blood and flesh blurred.
Under the siege of dozens of Qi-blood clones, and having to contend with the thunderous attacks from time to time by the Golden Dragon Master himself, Ling Feng was almost pushed to a desperate situation!
"Jie Jie Jie!"
Young Master Jin Jiao laughed crazily, his demonic aura surged all over his body, and he stared at Ling Feng with his cold eyes, "Boy, go to hell!"
In an instant, there was black air billowing in the sky, and a huge phantom of a dragon's head appeared. Its eyes were filled with scarlet blood. It looked very strange, evil, and chilling.
"The evil dragon traps the spirit!"
As the young master of the golden dragon roared, two rays of blood shot out from the eyes of the evil dragon shadow at the same time, shrouding Ling Feng.
In an instant, a cold feeling swept over the whole body, as if the normal temperature had suddenly entered the coldest month of winter. The nerves were dulled, the evil aura pervaded, and the body seemed to be being eroded and decayed, losing vitality and losing strength.
Even the origin of the soul seemed to be summoned by some kind of power, as if it was about to escape from the body.
At the same time, a thunderbolt as thick as a bucket fell from the sky, tearing the sky apart. Its violent aura was filled with destruction, and it hit Ling Feng's head. Once hit, he would be seriously injured even if he died.
"Damn it! Shura kills the world!"
Ling Feng could no longer hold back, and the blood line on his forehead finally tore open, opening an extremely terrifying vertical pupil.
In an instant, the power of Shura covered the whole body, and a bloody light curtain suddenly swept across with Ling Feng as the center.
The Eye of Shura is finally open!
Because the Eye of the Emperor has evolved into the Golden Eye of the Emperor, Ling Feng has not lost his sense of autonomy, his mind is extremely clear, and the innate power of the Son of Heaven is even more handy.
Bang!
With one strike of the sword, the thick thunderbolt was directly crushed into pieces by Ling Feng. In the next moment, as the sword light flashed, the heads and limbs of seven or eight qi and blood clones were cut off, flying high, and the remaining limbs were broken.
In his arms, like a beacon of flames, Ling Feng shuttled out of it, his swords moved forward and back, their sharp edges revealed, and Shura's sword intent suddenly erupted.
Young Master Jin Jiao's whole body tensed up and his hair stood on end. Ling Feng at this moment gave him a fatal feeling, especially the vertical pupil on his forehead, which was even more creepy.
"What power is that?"
Outside the bloody battle space, both the human race and the demon race showed shocked expressions.
However, fortunately, there was the barrier of the bloody battle space. Everyone only saw that one eye seemed to be open on Ling Feng's forehead, but they could not feel the existence of Shura's power.
"Could it be that this kid is not an ordinary human race?"
A strange color flashed in Zhuge Qingtian's eyes. From the very beginning, Xuanyuan Longteng guessed that Ling Feng might come from a certain divine race.
Now it seems that Xuanyuan Longteng's guess may not be wrong.
Yu Junyao showed a trace of doubt, looked at the vertical pupils on Ling Feng's forehead, and thought to herself: "So, this brat still hides such a trump card? That eye..."
Yu Junyao frowned and thought, "Is he also a god? The three-eyed god...is he the three-eyed clan? Or the Tianxu clan? No wonder this brat is so defiant!"