Rumble!

Crack!

The lightning flashed, and the thunder broke through the sky, making my scalp numb, accompanied by dark green flames intertwined, falling from the sky!

"Demon Fire Thunder!"

Outside the bloody battle space, a famous saint showed a look of horror in his eyes.

This demon fire thunder is extremely powerful. If the Young Master Jin Jiao had not used the power of the blood battle space to stimulate ten times the power of blood, he would have absolutely never summoned such a large demon fire thunder!

Crack!

A thunder fell, Ling Feng's figure was directly defeated, and the ground under his feet was blown up with a bottomless hole.

However, the next moment, Ling Feng's figure suddenly appeared next to the Young Master Jin Jiao. Sword Ru glanced past and cut off the corner of the Young Master Jin Jiao's robe sleeve. If the Young Master Jin Jiao hadn't dodged quickly, this sword might have cut off his wrist.

When Yufeng Xiaoyaoyou is used to the extreme, Ling Feng's speed is faster than Thunder!

"Look at how many times you can hide!"

The next moment, the two qi and blood clones of the Golden Dragon Master entangled Ling Peak again, while the Golden Dragon Master controlled the demon fire thunder and laid layers of thunder barriers around Ling Peak, making his movements more and more restricted.

"Thunderstorm burial!"

Not long after, the young master of the Golden Dragon flashed a hint of fanaticism in his eyes, and at the same time controlled hundreds of demon fire thunders. Regardless of the enemy and me, he enveloped Ling Feng and his two flesh and blood clones in the range of thunder.

The violent thunder almost completely distorted the space, swirling and coiling, constantly approaching Ling Feng.

"Swallow the flame!"

Ling Feng frowned and directly summoned the swallowing flames to cover his body. The violent thunder blew up his hair all over his body, but the terrifying power of the demon fire burning all things was restrained by the swallowing flames. After a while, the demon fire was extinguished, but the swallowing flames on Ling Feng's body became more and more burning.

The terrifying demon fire thunder only had some impact on him in front of Ling Feng.

Puff!

In the flash, the two flesh-and-blooded clones of the young master of the Golden Dragon suddenly appeared, one on the left and the other on the right, and their sharp claws were torn down. Ling Feng could dodge the clone on the left, but was still hit by the clone on the right, leaving five deep bone-deep scars on his chest.

At the same time, Ling Feng's swallowing flames turned against the ground and swallowed the flesh and blood clone that hit him in an instant.

"puff!"

A burst of blood in his body rolled, and Ling Feng suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, staring at the young master of Jin Jiao on the opposite side with an extremely serious expression.

This battle is undoubtedly the most difficult battle he has when he comes to the Western Sword Realm!

The blood line on the forehead was looming, and the Yin and Yang fish floated in Ling Feng's eyes. At this moment, Ling Feng had almost no reservation.

"It's just that I destroyed a clone of my young master. In this blood battle space, how many qi and blood clones are needed and how many are there!"

The young master of the Golden Dragon smiled grimly, accompanied by his roar. Then, five qi and blood clones flew out of his body, and surrounded Ling Feng with the previous clone.

"Destroy the heaven and the earth!"

All the ten directions were destroyed, and they danced wildly. At the moment of life and death, Ling Feng also burst out with all his potential.

Boom boom boom boom!

The clones of blood and blood were shaken away by Ling Feng and shattered. The terrifying sword energy seemed to have the power to destroy the world.

Everyone outside the bloody battle space was overwhelmed by the sight.

The Young Master of Golden Dragon has just broken through the holy level, and Ling Feng is only in the mere Emperor Realm.

But the battle between these two is no less than that of some old-fashioned strong men who have been immersed in the Saint level for decades or even hundreds of years!

After a long period of attack, the young master of Jin Jiao was very murderous, and his qi and blood clones had forced to thirty, which was a considerable burden for him.

Ling Feng also tried his best, and he didn't know how many wounds he had been knocked out all over his body. Each of them was covered with skin and flesh, deep and bones were visible, and blood was blurred.

Under the siege of dozens of qi and blood clones, they have to fight against the occasional thunder attacks of the young master of the Golden Dragon from time to time, which has almost forced Ling Feng to a desperate situation!

"Hehehehehehehe!"

The young master of Jin Jiao smiled wildly, his demonic aura surged, and his cold eyes stared at Ling Feng, "Boy, go to death!"

In an instant, black air rolled in the sky, and a huge phantom of the dragon's head condensed and appeared. Scarlet blood light appeared in his eyes, which looked very strange and evil, making people shudder.

"The evil dragon is restrained!"

With the young master of the Golden Dragon roaring, two blood rays burst out from the eyes of the evil dragon's phantom, covering Ling Feng.

In an instant, the feeling of coldness swept across the body, as if from the normal temperature suddenly entered the cold winter month. The nerves were dull, and the evil aura spread. The body seemed to be eroding and decaying, losing vitality and losing strength.

Even the origin of the soul seems to be summoned by some kind of power, as if it is about to escape from the body.

At the same time, a thunder as thick as a bucket fell from the sky, tearing apart the sky, and the irritable aura was filled with destruction, rushing towards Ling Feng's head. Once hit, he would be seriously injured even if he was not killed.

"Damn it! Shura Killing Realm!"

Ling Feng could no longer keep it, and the blood line on his forehead finally broke open, opening an extremely terrifying vertical pupil.

In an instant, the power of Shura covered the whole body, and a blood-colored light curtain suddenly swept across the body with Ling Feng as the center.

The Eye of Shura was finally opened!

Because the Eye of the Emperor has evolved into the Eye of the Emperor, Ling Feng did not lose his sense of autonomy and was extremely clear-headed, and the innate power of the Son of Heaven was even more handy.

Bang!

With one sword, the thick thunder was shattered into pieces by Ling Feng. The next moment, the sword light flashed, and the heads and limbs of seven or eight qi and blood clones were cut off, flying high, and in the broken limbs and arms, like a city of war, Ling Feng rushed out from it, and the two swords were one after another, and the sharpness was revealed, and the Shura sword intent suddenly exploded.

The young master of Jin Jiao tightened his whole body and his hair stood up. Ling Feng at this time 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 humans and demons showed a shock.

Fortunately, there was a barrier from the bloody battle space, and everyone only saw Ling Feng's forehead, and seemed to open one eye, but they could not feel the existence of Shura's power.

"Could it be that this kid is not an ordinary human race?"

Zhuge Qingtian, a strange color flashed in his eyes. From the beginning, Xuanyuan Longteng guessed that Ling Feng might have come from a certain god clan.

Now it seems that Xuanyuan Longteng’s guess may not be wrong.

Yu Yao showed a hint of doubt, looked at the vertical pupils on Ling Feng's forehead, and said in her heart: "So, this guy still has such a trump card? That eye..."

Yu Yao frowned and thought, "Is he also a god clan? The god clan with three eyes... is it the three-eyed god clan? Or the Tianxu clan? No wonder this brat is so stubborn!"
Chapter completed!