Facing this sudden change, Feng Hen's expression finally changed. "This is impossible." He growled and looked at Leng Xuan in disbelief.
"Nothing is impossible in this world." Leng Xuan replied coldly, and the dazzling golden light suddenly rose from his Tianling Gai into the sky, converging into a huge sword light in the air. That powerful force,
It made everyone extremely frightened. Judging from the previous fight, Feng Hen's cultivation level has reached the peak of the late Mahayana period, and has entered the threshold of half-immortal. However, although Leng Xuan's cultivation level is not as good as him, the origin in his body
But the power is integrated with him and can be used at will. And all of this is due to the Heaven-Defying Art. Without the Heaven-Defying Art, even if he has the original power, he cannot display it. And the use of the original power,
It also determined the gap between him and Feng Hen. Looking at the huge beam of sword light, Feng Hen's eyes finally showed a hint of panic. He who knew something about the half-immortal level naturally knew the terror of the original power.
At this moment, the original power exerted by Leng Xuan was completely beyond the comparison of a dabbler like him. Based on this alone, even if the two of them had not yet taken action, the outcome was already decided.
Looking at the dull-looking Feng Hen, Leng Xuan's mind moved, and he drove the sword light above his head to strike hard at Feng Hen on the opposite side. He didn't hold anything back from this blow. For someone like Feng Hen, if he was allowed to
Continuing to live is a big threat to both the Qinglong clan and the cultivators. Feeling Leng Xuan's obvious murderous intention, Feng Hen's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. However, just when that huge sword light was about to kill him, Feng Hen's heart sank to the bottom.
When Feng Hen was engulfed, a powerful mysterious force suddenly appeared, wrapping Feng Hen's body in it, resisting the attack of the sword light. But hearing a loud 'bang' sound, even if there was that
Protected by the mysterious power, Feng Hen was still knocked away by the sword light, with blood flowing from his mouth. Faced with this sudden change, Leng Xuan's expression changed and he said in a deep voice: "Who is it? Come out!" The words fell.
, only a cold voice sounded in the air: "Leng Xuan, we haven't seen each other for just a few months, but you have made such progress. You are worthy of being someone I value." Hearing that voice, Leng Xuan's heart skipped a beat.
He suddenly sank, "Demon Emperor?"
After learning the identity of the other party, Leng Xuan was filled with shock. He knew that the Demon Emperor did not come in person, but only conveyed his thoughts here. However, with the power of his thoughts alone, he was able to resist his original power.
When he came down, it showed the unfathomable cultivation level of the Demon Emperor. It seemed that there was still an irreparable gap between himself and the Demon Emperor. When I was frightened, I heard the Demon Emperor's voice reach my ears again: "This
I'll let you go this time, but next time, you won't be so lucky." As his words fell, the terrifying pressure disappeared. Leng Xuan looked around and realized that Feng Hen had long disappeared.
He killed someone. "Damn it!" He cursed secretly, his face full of unwillingness. Such a good opportunity actually allowed Feng Hen to escape. With a regretful sigh, Leng Xuan returned to Long Lingzi's side and looked at
Han Qing and Ren Zong, who were covered in blood, asked: "Are you okay?" Han Qing smiled bitterly and said: "It's okay, I can't die." When he finished speaking, he said with horror on his face: "The one who spoke just now... was a monster.
Emperor?" Leng Xuan nodded and said, "Yes, it's him."