Chapter 604 Just waiting for the first sound of new thunder
The next moment, Kunlun's ancient sword clashed with Wan Jianxiong's sword energy.
There was just a "bang" sound, and the seemingly extremely powerful sword energy was easily defeated by the Kunlun Ancient Sword.
"presumptuous!"
Wan Jianxiong roared loudly, filled with shock and anger.
As a dignified fourth-level peak warrior, his powerful attack was actually blocked by Du Ning. It was simply a shame and humiliation, which he found hard to accept.
"What! He actually blocked Wanwu Zun's attack so easily. How is it possible?"
"How can a mere scholar have such strong righteousness?"
"Zun Wanwu must be merciful."
Many warriors from the Lingwu Tribe exclaimed, feeling very unbelievable that Du Ning easily defeated Wan Jianxiong's strong attack, completely beyond the imagination of many people.
"You are nothing more than that." Du Ning looked at Wan Jianxiong and said.
Wan Jianxiong's chest rose and fell violently. Unconvinced, he immediately roared and used his martial arts powers to engage in close combat with the Kunlun Ancient Sword.
Du Ning took his time and controlled the Kunlun Ancient Sword to deal with it calmly.
The two sides fought fiercely, and it was difficult to tell the difference for a while.
On the other side, Meng Jingtian was also fighting fiercely with Ye Lingkong.
At this time, Meng Jingtian's Thunder Ancient Sword was busy parrying and resisting the attack of Ye Lingkong's golden giant axe.
"What a good fight! In front of Master Ye Lingkong, even a genius like Meng Jingtian who was born in the Yasheng family can only be tired of parrying."
"So what if the geniuses of the Yasheng family are still comparable to our Lord Ye Lingkong? In the end, they will still be defeated at the hands of Lord Ye Lingkong."
"A great scholar from the Yasheng family is going to die in Danglong Mountain today, and it is really sad and deplorable to achieve the prestige of Lord Quanye Lingkong!"
Many Lingwu clan warriors were extremely confident, and looking at Xiang Ye Lingkong's expression was like looking at a dead man.
"Haha...Mr. Meng, you are no match for me."
Ye Lingkong laughed loudly and was full of energy. It was an extremely majestic thing to be able to suppress the great scholar of the Yasheng family from the front, so he continued to use the secret skills of the Rakshasa clan and launched a fierce attack on Meng Jingtian.
"Ye Lingkong, you are too confident. Meng was just testing. He only had a slight advantage to make you so complacent. You are nothing more than that."
Meng Jingtian spoke contemptuously, with a bit of disdain in his tone.
"What did you say?" Ye Lingkong became furious after hearing this.
Meng Jingtian did not continue to pay attention to Ye Lingkong, but turned to Du Ning and said: "Mr. Yunqi, Meng has written a new war poem "New Thunder" based on his ability with the ancient sword. I would also like to ask Du Jun to give you some advice."
"Since it is Mr. Meng's new work, Du is naturally all ears." Du Ning showed a humble expression.
Both Wan Jianxiong and Ye Lingkong had angry expressions on their faces. They actually discussed poetry in front of them at this time. They simply regarded this serious battlefield as a literary meeting, and they were extremely disrespectful to their two fourth-level geniuses.
of contempt.
Meng Jingtian held the bamboo in his chest and opened his mouth to recite the war poem: "Creation is speechless but has feelings. Every time when the cold comes, spring is born, and thousands of reds and purples are arranged, just waiting for the first sound of new thunder."
"What a great line, 'Just wait for the first sound of the new thunder'. It is majestic and majestic. Although this poem is not as good as Zhenguo, it can definitely be regarded as a masterpiece of Mingzhou." Du Ning said.
"It's enough to be praised like this by Mr. Yunqi."
Meng Jingtian was very happy when he heard this.
At the same time, a burst of awe-inspiring righteousness descended from the sky and landed on the Thundering Ancient Sword.
"Boom!"
The Thunder Ancient Sword instantly burst out countless purple thunder and lightning, like a stormy sea, erupting with very powerful pressure, submerging the golden giant ax and making a crackling sound.
Ye Lingkong's face changed wildly, and he spat out a stream of blood from his mouth. He was mentally connected to his natal magic weapon, and could feel that the golden giant ax had been subjected to a very fierce attack at this moment.
"No, Master Ye Lingkong is actually injured!"
"Master Ye Lingkong obviously has the upper hand, how come he is suddenly at a disadvantage?"
"Fake! Fake! This must be fake!"
The warriors who had previously mocked Meng Jingtian roared one after another, their faces turning red, as if they had been slapped invisibly.
"You...your ancient sword is so powerful!"
Ye Lingkong's face was very ugly. It was only now that he realized that he had underestimated the power of Meng Jingtian's thunder ancient sword. After all, the opponent was a great scholar from the Yasheng family.
"Today Meng will kill you with the ancient thunder sword." Meng Jingtian spoke condescendingly.
"You want to kill me? Haha..."
Hearing this, Ye Lingkong seemed to have heard a big joke, and couldn't help laughing loudly, "You are so brazen. We are all at the fourth level, even if your strength is higher than mine.
, if I want to escape, there is no way you can keep me here."
At the same time, he changed his seals with his hands, used secret techniques to control the golden axe, and was suddenly freed from the thunder and lightning bombardment.
At this time, the surface of the golden giant ax was stained with rust, and it looked like it had lost its spiritual energy. This made Ye Lingkong very angry and heartbroken.
"Boom!"
Suddenly there was another sound of thunder, and the Thunder Ancient Sword turned into a purple electric light and struck Ye Lingkong's head at the speed of lightning.
Ye Lingkong was so frightened that he subconsciously controlled the golden giant ax to intercept the attack of the Thundering Ancient Sword.
However, Ye Lingkong still underestimated the speed of the Thunder Ancient Sword. Before the sound of thunder and lightning stopped, he saw the purple sword light bypassing the golden giant ax in a beautiful arc. Ye Lingkong had no time to react and cut through Ye Lingkong.
neck.
With a "whoosh" sound, a head flew several feet away, with a look of horror and disbelief on its face, and then fell from the air with its body.
"This guy Meng Jingtian actually killed Lord Ye Lingkong. It's impossible, it's absolutely impossible, I don't believe it!"
"Master Ye Lingkong is a genius of our Rakshasa clan. How could he die in the hands of Meng Jingtian with his cultivation level? This is simply ridiculous!"
"How can a scholar from the Yasheng family be so powerful!"
Many mages of the Rakshasa tribe had their eyes broken, and they all let out extremely unbelievable roars, unable to believe what was happening in front of them.
"Okay! Mr. Meng killed the enemy commander in front of the battle, Mr. Meng is so powerful!" Xue Shijing shouted with admiration.
"Mr. Meng is mighty!"
"Mr. Meng is mighty!"
Xue Jiajun cheered and cheered, everyone was elated and extremely excited.
"Hmph! To be beheaded by a mere scholar at the Confucian level, what a waste!"
Wan Jianxiong's eyes were cold and he was not frightened because Ye Lingkong was killed. Instead, he believed that Ye Lingkong was killed because of his lack of strength.
"It sounds like you are even more powerful than Ye Lingkong." Du Ning mocked.