Chapter three hundred and seventeen death consumption
But in the eyes of others, his behavior was like a bad guy breaking things after the incident was revealed.
Ling Feng held the red light in both hands and slashed open the giant cloud palm that fell from above his head. He turned around and looked at Li Qingyun and then laughed. His goal had been achieved, and the next step would be easy.
All he had to do was find the location that day and then expose Li Qingyun. That would vindicate his name, and the reason why he wanted to go deeper into Xingchen Mountain was to win this victory.
Because in a head-on confrontation, Ling Feng would definitely not be able to defeat the eighth level Tongxuan, and Li Qingyun, who was wearing a mysterious weapon, could only resort to tricks.
On that day, Lingfeng knew that Li Qingyun's body was probably not very strong. To resist the power of Xingchen Mountain, he would need a lot of profound energy, and the deeper he went, the more so.
But he is different, he doesn't need profound energy, so killing Li Qingyun is Ling Feng's plan.
Ling Feng turned around and started jogging directly, with golden blood flowing rapidly in his body. He tried it yesterday and found that with his current physical strength, he could walk 4,500 meters, and even
Just keep moving forward.
But because my profound energy level was not high enough, I could not withstand the pressure there, and my clothes would be torn, so I gave up.
Seeing Ling Feng confidently running deeper, the faces of the four heavenly kings became heavy. They didn't even care who won this match.
Wu Tianling sneered mercilessly: "Interesting, Yunfu Villa went to such great lengths just to steal people's treasures, and it even had an unfounded charge?"
Li Tianren and Li Yi were naturally angry after hearing his words, but they looked at each other and had nothing to say. The former said harshly: "Who knows if he said it casually." He actually didn't believe what he said.
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The people from the other three sects are even more eager to turn around and leave now. They sent out so many people, but they didn't catch the thief. It's only now that so many kings have come that they realize that the thief is not a thief?!
But the kings were still a little lucky and wanted to see the final result. As for the crowd, they didn't think about it carefully at all. They thought that Ling Feng was just dying and wanted to ruin Li Qingyun's reputation before he died, but Li Qingyun had been struggling for so many years.
A good reputation can be destroyed by just one or two words.
After Li Qingyun destroyed Yunfu Villa's skill, his own profound energy had been temporarily raised to the realm of king. Even the pressure of Xingchen Mountain could not get close to him and was directly pushed away.
Looking at Ling Feng's back, a bloody light lit up in his eyes. Four formations flashed on his belt, and then dimmed, and the whole person disappeared in place.
Ling Feng, who was still running deep, suddenly noticed something abnormal behind him, raised his red sword and slashed behind him. When the sword was about to fall, Li Qingyun suddenly appeared, and stabbed at him with the Qingyun Sword in his hand.
Ling Feng just clicked on the tip of the red sword.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the ground beneath their feet instantly shattered. Ling Feng felt an unstoppable force coming from the red light, and then a flower in front of him was knocked away by Li Qingyun.
Ling Feng was still in the air, and the cloud-stepping boots under Li Qingyun's feet also lit up the formation, and then lost their light. A sky path instantly connected to Ling Feng's body, and Li Qingyun's whole body turned into a sword and slashed at Ling Feng.
On Maple.
Lingfeng was unable to stop this sword, and a gash was opened from his right shoulder to his left abdomen. Lingfeng grabbed the red light and struck directly at Li Qingyun, hitting him like a mountain.
Li Qingyun suffered a heavy blow and spurted out a mouthful of blood in the worried eyes of countless people. Then he flew ten meters away like Ling Feng, but unlike Ling Feng, he fell steadily, while Ling Feng
He fell to the ground with his back turned.
"You are just beating yourself to death and struggling to do useless work!"
Li Qingyun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, pointed his sword at Ling Feng and said. Ling Feng reluctantly climbed up from the ground. There was a shocking wound on his body, but what surprised many people was that his blood turned out to be golden and extremely pure.
golden color and healed quickly.
Looking at Ling Feng's face, his expression didn't change for a moment: "Whether it is a useless effort or not, I have to wait until I get to the place where the Star Glory Stone is excavated before I can make a decision." After saying that, Ling Feng ignored Li Qingyun and ran deeper, walking deeper.
Healthy.
"Why is his blood golden, and why does he recover so quickly? Is he still human!?"
"It's an evil cultivator! An evil cultivator in the Shura Realm definitely doesn't cultivate on his own."
No one wanted to believe that Ling Feng was so powerful, and they automatically filtered what Ling Feng said in their heads, so even though they were shocked in their hearts, they still slandered Ling Feng on the surface.
Li Qingyun glanced at the sunken Tianyun Armor on his chest, and his determination to kill Ling Feng became even stronger. He pulled out the Xuanxin Jade Pendant from his waist with his left hand, held the sword in his right hand, and struck with the next blow
, and it took his life!
No matter how strong your body is and how strong your recovery power is, if you can't leave any residual body, then what's the use?
Li Qingyun continued to destroy the profound energy in the spiritual palace and maintained his peak state. His whole aura changed. He was not as dull as before, but as chaotic as a tyrant.
As for Ling Feng, although he seemed to be at a disadvantage, he walked forward nearly a hundred meters after the few collisions just now. It was obvious that he knew what he was doing.
Li Yi from Yunfu Villa shook his head in disappointment. Even though Li Qingyun was so powerful, this was only temporary. Both the Cloud Shifting Belt and the Cloud Stepping Boots themselves had been exhausted. If they wanted to use them again, they would definitely need to
Li Qingyun’s own mysterious energy.
But that place is 4,200 meters deep. Ling Feng clearly thinks about the war of attrition. His body may have reached the realm of the King of Earth. He is not afraid of the pressure of Xingchen Mountain. On the contrary, Li Qingyun, if he is in his own mysterious
Even though he was still unable to defeat Ling Feng even though he had exhausted all his energy and cards, there was no need to look at the result.
And as the distance increased, those who were watching the battle had to keep up with the pace of the two men. When they reached 3,500 meters, there were only a few hundred thousand people. In their sight, Li Qingyun was like a king and was approaching Ling Yun.
Feng, Lingfeng has no breath at all.
Li Qingyun held the Xuanxin Jade Pendant in his hand and chased after Ling Feng. He only wanted to kill Ling Feng now. He had forgotten everything else. He didn't want to remember either. He raised the Xuanxin Jade Pendant in his hand and pointed it at Ling Feng's back.
Then destroy the power within it.
In an instant, all the surrounding Xuan Qi clouds were attracted, turning into a hurricane that swirled around Li Qingyun, and was absorbed by the Xuan Xin Jade Pendant.
The light of the five formations revealed became more and more brilliant, and then they were superimposed layer by layer. The light beam condensed into a point and shot toward Ling Feng. It reached the power of the Earth King and destroyed everything the light beam touched. Nothing could
Block it.
The scholar Qin Mo was already ready to take action, and a powerful aura appeared on Wu Tianling's body. Regardless of the power behind Ling Feng, this wisdom and strength were worthy of their friendship!
Ling Feng, who was running with the red light, immediately noticed the power behind him. When he looked back, it was already in front of him. At this moment, Ling Feng's brain was spinning rapidly, and he quickly came to the conclusion that he couldn't carry it.
Live, let alone hide.
Gritting his teeth, Ling Feng held the red light and swung countless swords forward in a ten thousandth of a second. A dense net composed of red sword energy blocked Ling Feng's front.
"Three thousand falling leaves are floating!"
Each of Ling Feng's swords struck the light beam, but it only dispersed a small amount of power. The beam with destructive power rushed away from the red light in Ling Feng's hand and hit Ling Feng's chest straight.
, Ling Feng was knocked away again.
The red light fell off from his hand, spinning in mid-air and flying far away, and then inserted straight into the iron stone, as if it would not fall down no matter what.
As for Ling Feng, he fell heavily more than ten meters away from Hongmang. The flesh and blood on his chest was blurred, and the golden blood was spread on it like a paste. There was still residual power blocking the body's repair.
, there is a trace several meters wide and hundreds of meters long in front of both feet.
He even arrived in front of Li Qingyun.
He saw that his left sleeve was missing, and the skin was cracked, with wounds like cracks in porcelain, and blood was flowing down. He looked at Ling Feng lying on the ground, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
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"..."
There was silence on Xingchen Mountain, everyone looked at this astonishing scene with dumbfounded eyes. Is this stop over? Did Li Qingyun win? Where is the red-haired young man, is he dead?
Such a big movement shocked countless people, and doubts emerged in their hearts one after another. If Li Qingyun's opponent was someone else, then they would definitely not have so many problems, but this time it was different. It was a strange thing from the Shura Realm.
youth.
They raised their eyes and saw that the Heavenly King did not move because Lingfeng's chest was still heaving. The Heavenly Kings looked past Lingfeng and landed on the red light ten meters behind his head. When they saw it clearly, their pupils could not help but shrink.
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This is the first time Hong Mang leaves Ling Feng’s hands. The hilt of Hong Mang Du’s sword is very strange. It is made up of dozens of demon cores of different colors. It looks uneven. Below it, it is smooth but longer than usual.
The wide blood-red blade of the sword has no marks on it, as if no attack of any kind can leave a mark on it.
The heavenly kings froze in place as if they had been struck by lightning. A flash of inspiration flashed in their minds. The red sword body, Ling Feng's long red hair, and the domineering blood-colored mysterious energy, a terrible thought appeared in their hearts.
Kill the disciples of the Holy Emperor with blood!
The scholar also realized this belatedly. Although he knew that Ling Feng was protected by an expert when he was in the Qingxuan Mountains, how could he think of the Holy Emperor and kill him with blood? The secret of this kid,
There are really too many.
Qin Mo glanced at the scholar and thought that this was Ling Feng's background and that he was really powerful, but he was also surprised to find that the latter was also surprised.
Wu Tianling of Xuanwu Cave Heaven also noticed that, that is to say, the scholar was not referring to the identity of the disciple of the Blood Killing Holy Emperor, but something else. How powerful the power behind Ling Feng must be, he had a hunch that this
The second time was the most correct decision Xuanwu Cave made in a hundred years.
"cough!"
Ling Feng climbed up from the ground with difficulty, feeling a very severe pain in his chest. Fortunately, Ling Feng was used to it, otherwise it would have been really painful. He glanced at Li Qingyun, whose profound energy fluctuations began to decrease, and then looked at countless people.
Under his gaze, he started to move again, as if he would never stop and there would never be a limit.
The people present suddenly closed their mouths and stopped talking.
"Stop!"
Li Qingyun yelled, and then continued to chase Ling Feng, but he suddenly found that it became difficult for him to move. However, looking at Ling Feng's retreating back, he immediately forgot about this and did not notice it.
Most of the profound energy in the spiritual palace has been consumed.
Although Ling Feng also felt that his strength had become smaller due to the loss of golden blood, this was not a big problem for him. When he reached four thousand five hundred, Ling Feng finally stopped for the first time.
He stopped his steps and turned to look at Li Qingyun behind him. He was at 4,400 meters.
"What, can't you go on?"
Upon seeing this, Li Qingyun sneered and said that the power of Xingchen Mountain has begun to have an impact on him, but in order not to affect his image in the eyes of outsiders, he has been relying on the profound energy in the spiritual palace for support.
Ling Feng had fought so many battles along the way, most of which involved one person fighting dozens of people. He was a master in attrition warfare, so he could naturally see through Li Qingyun's fatigue at a glance.
Without replying, Ling Feng began to walk to the left. The wounds on his chest began to heal. In fact, Ling Feng looked much worse from the outside. The two wounds on his chest were very scary.
Li Qingyun, who thought he had a chance to win, did not fight back because the profound energy in his spiritual palace could not support him to continue, so he waited a hundred meters away to see how Ling Feng would kill him.
Li Qingyun circled around Ling Feng, and the spectators circled around Li Qingyun. The rhythm of the entire battle was now in Ling Feng's hands.