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Chapter 1986 The Limit of Fengtian

 "This person's defense is so strong that even the lower Holy Emperor may not be able to break it!"

Wu Yuan watched the battle for a long time and couldn't help but sigh.

"Dad, can you break it?"

Wu Wenlong was shocked and full of disbelief.

The lower Holy Emperor cannot break Fengtian's defense.

So, what about Wu Yuan, who is in the middle of the Holy Emperor realm?

"Hard to say."

Wu Yuan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

He doesn't dare to talk nonsense about things he hasn't tried before.

After saying this, he looked towards Ling Tian and said with a smile, "Ling Tian, ​​your friend is not that simple."

"The castle master is so ridiculous, this is not the limit of Fengtian."

Ling Tian said lightly with a smile on his lips.

So far in Fengtian, he has never shown his golden body.

Naturally, its defense limit has not been reached yet.

"oh?"

Wu Yuan raised his eyebrows lightly, suddenly became a little interested, and said tentatively, "Why don't you let me test this person's limits?"

"My Lord, please excuse me."

Ling Tian looked casual.

"May I please please?"

Wu Yuan was originally just testing, but he didn't expect Ling Tian to agree so easily.

This shows that in Lingtian’s heart, he doesn’t think he can break Fengtian’s defense...

This aroused his curiosity even more, and he had to try it.

"Wu Xu, please stop!"

Wu Yuan had made up his mind and called Wu Xu.

At this time, Wu Xu was alone in the void, picking his feet in embarrassment.

If you use the move, you can't do anything to Fengtian. If you don't use the move, you will look a little stupid.

Fortunately, Wu Yuan opened his mouth, gave him a step, and immediately lowered his figure.

Wu Yuan immediately stepped forward and looked at Fengtian and said, "Fengtian, your terrifying defensive power is an eye-opener for everyone in Wujiabao! But in this battle, you can only be considered a draw with Wu Xu!"

Fengtian remained silent and did not respond to Wu Yuan.

He also knew that he would only be invincible in a battle with Wu Xu.

He previously threatened that if he exited the circle under his feet, he would be considered defeated.

But he never said how he would win.

"Well, I'll give you another chance."

Seeing that Fengtian did not refute, Wu Yuan said again, "As long as you can take my sword and don't withdraw from this circle, how about you win this battle against Wu Xu?"

"Your Majesty, please come over here!"

Feng Tiangang was still a little worried, but after hearing Wu Yuan's words, he felt secretly happy.

Everyone in Wujiabao here suddenly started looking forward to it.

Wu Yuan is a powerful man in the middle of the Holy Emperor Realm.

Isn't it possible to blast Fengtian out of the ten-step circle?

"Are you ready?"

Wu Yuan's palm trembled slightly and he took out a sword.

This sword is much more powerful than the pseudo-sacred sword in Wu Xu's hand. It is a holy weapon.

"Your Excellency, please!"

Fengtian stood still on his feet and clenched his fists.

He did not dare to be careless when facing a strong person in the middle Saint King Realm.

Prepare to use all your strength to resist Wu Yuan's sword.

"good!"

Wu Yuan shouted loudly, and the wind suddenly rose around him.

Everyone saw the sword in his hand slowly raised.

Above the void, terrifying forces gather from all directions.

A terrifying knife force gradually increased.

In an instant, it reaches its peak.

call!

The sword fell, a bright light flashed across the ground, and a long ravine was pulled out of the ground.

Fengtian opened his five fingers, pushed his palms forward, and placed the Haotian Cauldron horizontally in front of him.

The sword light fell on the Haotian Cauldron, making an earth-shattering sound.

When Wu Wenlong and other Wujiabao experts saw this, they all held their breath.

After a breath, the Haotian Cauldron shattered into pieces and golden light overflowed.

"broken!"

Wu Wenlong exclaimed, seeming a little excited.

But then, he became a little worried again.

Apparently he was afraid that Fengtian would die under the sword of Wu Yuan.

boom!

Another one

A deafening sound came out.

Wu Yuan's unstoppable sword smashed the Haotian Cauldron, although it had been weakened a bit, but it still hit Fengtian's body with a powerful slash.

Fengtian's shirt exploded instantly, but a dazzling golden light burst out from his body.

When the golden body is used, the whole person is as if made of gold.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The ground trembled, and Fengtian took three steps back.

The space returned to calm, and everyone in Wujiabao was stunned again.

The ground of the circle drawn by Fengtian has cracked.

But Fengtian's legs were still stuck to the ground.

Just take three steps back and you're still in the circle.

"you win!"

Wu Yuan regained consciousness and told the result with a smile.

But in his heart, he was extremely ashamed.

He took action just now without any reservations.

But Fengtian only took three steps back and was not injured.

This shows that he still underestimated Fengtian before...

"Thank you!"

Fengtian took a long breath and quickly handed over his hands to express his thanks.

"But can you answer me a question?"

Wu Yuan waved his hand to signal Fengtian not to be polite, and asked curiously, "How many moves can you withstand an attack of this magnitude just now?"

"Within ten moves, you can't hurt me at all! Within thirty moves, you can't take my life!"

Fengtian replied, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he seemed a little proud.

"this……"

Wu Yuan looked stunned and was speechless.

He had some doubts, was Fengtian exaggerating?

For any warrior, it would be a shame if he could not kill the enemy with thirty moves when he was five small realms ahead.

However, Fengtian promised that he could do this!

"Fortmaster, is it time to start the next battle?"

Ling Tian saw Wu Yuan's eyes full of shock and smiled at the right time.

"Next battle?"

Wu Yuan came back to his senses and his eyes unconsciously fell on Ling Nian.

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br> Ling Nian’s cultivation level is even higher than that of Fengtian.

Feng Tianshang is so powerful, what about Ling Nian?

"Zhao Ding!"

Wu Yuan turned his head and glanced at Zhao Ding, his eyes flashing with expectation.

Ling Tian waved towards Fengtian and called Fengtian back.

Everyone in Wujiabao was a little curious when they saw Fengtian standing behind Lingtian, respectfully.

They all know that Ling Tian comes from a small world, as do Feng Tian, ​​Yao Yifei and Ling Nian.

They already know the relationship between Yao Yifei, Ling Nian and Ling Tian from the conversations between several people.

But Fengtian only called Lingtian his son, and Lingtian followed suit.

This made them guess that Ling Tian's status in the small world must not be as high as usual.

Otherwise, how could people like Fengtian be allowed to follow him willingly?

Zhao Ding witnessed Fengtian's power and became wary of Ling Nian's strength.

But thinking that his life would not be in danger in this battle, he still walked out.

"Nian Nian!"

Ling Tian shouted softly to Ling Nian.

"What's wrong, brother?"

Ling Niangang was still chatting with Yao Yifei when he heard Ling Tian calling him and looked over.

Judging from his appearance, he doesn't seem to care about what happened just now or what he is going to do now.

"It's your turn to fight."

Ling Tian was a little speechless, his sister was really worried.

He finally fought for a chance for the two of them.

But Ling Nian actually looked like he didn't care.

"oh."

Ling Nian took a few steps forward, looked Zhao Ding up and down, then turned to Ling Tian and asked, "Brother, how many moves should I use to defeat him?"

"Forehead……"

Ling Tian was stunned by Ling Nian's question.

This battle is meant for discussion, and the people in Wujiabao are not enemies.

Theoretically speaking, Ling Nian should give Zhao Ding face and let him go as far as possible.

But it would be a bit inappropriate to speak directly about such things as letting go of water.

What does this make Zhao Ding and the people in Wujiabao think?


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