Everyone stared at Ling Feng. Everyone in Moyun Sect was dumbfounded. Even the disciples of Lingwu Academy were dumbfounded. They had never seen Ling Feng so powerful.
"That little guy is a fifth-level martial artist?"
Yunmeng was biting the candy like a child, but when Ling Feng's fifth golden blood flame rushed out, her mouth trembled and the candy fell directly to the ground.
"Xiao Feng, he is so powerful!"
Ling Qing was startled at first, and then jumped for joy. She also knew that over time, Ling Feng had made great progress, and his improvement speed was much faster than hers. This may be what he said about the benefits of training his body.
Ziyun covered her mouth with her small hands, her eyes widened, and she couldn't even scream.
"Level 5 martial artist?!"
Long Hao was suddenly stunned, with a look of horror in his eyes.
It turns out that that guy has been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, and the fifth-level martial artist can really match him with his fighting strength that exceeds the fourth level.
However, that is not enough. Every improvement in martial arts level represents a bigger gap.
"kill!"
The next moment, he jumped up and shot sharp blades from his halberd, and together with the halberd, he attacked Ling Feng.
"bring it on!"
Ling Feng shouted softly. He took one step forward and punched out like a dragon.
Domination punch!
The wind around him seemed to have stopped. Wherever the punch passed, the steel wood stirred up a stream of dust, which was the tail flame of the dominating fist.
This punch will vividly interpret domineering and powerful, the most powerful and powerful!
"Bang", "click"...
The domineering fist hit the sharp blade, and time stood still for a moment. Then the blade whined and cracked inch by inch. In an instant, it turned into ripples of fragments.
But the punch still did not stop, and instead met the halberd. Ling Feng moved sideways, and the punch hit the halberd.
"Bo"
Five golden blood flames exploded instantly, and with a terrifying force, they hit the halberd hard, causing Long Hao to scream in agony, and he was also knocked away.
"puff"
A mouthful of blood came out of his mouth, and he was hit in the chest. If it weren't for the sharp blade, the halberd had weakened the power of the punch, and I'm afraid he would have been a cold corpse at this moment.
He looked embarrassed, and his young face was covered with blood.
"Heaven-level martial arts!"
Long Hao opened his mouth and found that his voice was hoarse.
The power of that punch was even stronger than the Collapsing Mountain Fist, and only heaven-level martial arts could have such power.
"Sisi..."
Not only did the disciples of Mo Yun Sect change their expressions, but everyone in Lingwu Academy gasped. They did not expect that Ling Feng had always used heaven-level martial arts, so it was no wonder that he was so powerful.
"But today, you are still going to lose!"
Long Hao went crazy, his eyes were blood red, his hair was messy, and there was still blood stains on it.
He held the halberd in his hand, and the nine martial crystal air currents formed endless ripples, covering an area of about ten feet, gradually raging, forming a storm.
Crazy Frenzy, the third form of the Crazy Technique!
"buzz"
In the blink of an eye, all the ripples spun and roared crazily, and a tornado swept across. The battle platform made a rattling sound, and pieces of steel and wood exploded, and they were all involved.
And in the center of the mad craze, Long Hao stood proudly, holding a halberd and killing him.
This move was too wild, it was truly crazy. Wherever he passed, steel and wood were crushed to pieces, and a large hole a foot wide was plowed out of the battle platform, and he quickly pressed towards Ling Feng.
Long Hao has always been the most confident one. Even in the duel with Wang Qiu Shui, he did not show the strongest strength. Now he is proving to everyone who is the top master of the inner sect of Mo Yun Sect.
This is his madness, his devil, his madness!
"kill!"
As soon as one word rang out, the madness became more and more violent. In an instant, it surpassed the ninth level martial artist and reached the level of half-step martial arts.
"Long Hao is really a lunatic. He has understood the Mad Demon Art to this extent."
"With half-step martial arts, even Dugu Yuyue, Li Jue, and Shui Linglong may not be able to win."
"Ling Feng is dead, even heaven-level martial arts can't save him."
People were shocked. Dugu Yuyue, Li Jue and others all had solemn faces. Long Hao was stronger than they thought, surpassing Lengxue and Sun Tian. If it weren't for the appearance of Shui Linglong, he would be the first person.
"It's over. Senior brother is going to be beaten."
Ziyun yelled.
Yunmeng's candy dropped again, and Ling Qing's face turned pale. She knew that if Ling Feng was really injured by this force, he would lose a layer of his skin before he died.
"Long Hao definitely has the strength to challenge the two of them at the top. Although Ling Feng is not weak, he will still be defeated."
Everyone in Lingwu Academy looked sad. When Ling Feng exposed the five golden blood flames before, they were also excited and saw hope.
However, that hope had just risen when it was extinguished by Long Hao.
"A lunatic!" Someone shook his head helplessly.
"Isn't Ling Feng very arrogant? Are you feeling better now?"
The Han family and the Jiang family sneered knowingly, and they all ridiculed Ling Feng.
How much they hope that Ling Feng will be tortured to death by Long Hao. Now the opportunity has finally come. They know that Ling Feng is finished, unless he is a sixth-level martial artist, but is this possible?
Among the crowd, the only calm person was Shui Linglong. His eyes were a little heavy, and he always felt that something was wrong.
"Half-step martial artist...is he very strong?"
Amidst everyone's jeers, Ling Feng slowly raised his head with a sneer on his lips.
In fact, if possible, he really didn't want to be exposed, but since he had already participated in the Moling War, he would be exposed sooner or later.
The next moment, he raised his hand, clapped his palm forward, and struck out.
"boom"
Suddenly, the steel and wood exploded into pieces, forming sawdust, which started flying. To be precise, the golden blood flames were swirling. They dispersed in the blink of an eye, forming a golden blood hurricane.
It circled upwards, followed by a bright golden blood dagger that flashed from the center of the hurricane.
Soul Devouring Art!
At this moment, Ling Feng finally used the spirit technique, and five golden blood flames roared into the air, exploding the attack to the limit, bright and eye-catching, breaking into the level of a half-step martial spirit.
"That's..."
In the crowd, Long Yue was stunned and felt like his head was exploding. The inner disciples of Lingwu Academy and Mo Yun Sect also had the same expression. They were shocked and almost suffocated for a moment.
That name and that blow have become their nightmare.
Back then, that young man with a face full of blood stained the inner sect of Mo Yun Sect so badly that even Long Yue was defeated. The half-step martial artist was seriously injured by a hurricane and a small dagger.
Now, this blow appeared again. Although the Wu Jing Qi flow was different and the color of the small dagger also changed, this blow would not change.
Only that one person!
Feng Lingtian!
People have always been speculating whether Feng Lingtian would participate in the Moling War, but they were disappointed. Until this moment, they had not seen it.
Now, he is here, with the most powerful blow!
Ouch!
The wind was roaring, the steel and wood were shattering, and under the attack of Soul Devouring, they met the crazy wave. The ripples of martial crystals and the golden blood hurricane fought together, and ripple clouds shot out, and then the waves spread out, and the people around them
Terrified, he quickly backed away.
Because they discovered that even the rocks under their feet were cracked. This was by no means a combat power they could touch. Otherwise, they would be injured even if they didn't die. They didn't want to lose their lives due to such unlucky circumstances.
"puff"
After only a moment of stalemate, the golden blood hurricane rushed into the madness, crushing the ripples one after another, like a sharp blade, cutting through all obstacles.
"bass"
At this moment, the little gold-blooded dagger in the center of the hurricane was suddenly chopped down, and it was submerged into the craziness of madness, and disappeared in the blink of an eye...
The wind stopped, the ripples dissipated, sawdust fell, and the battlefield was silent.
Everyone held their breath and looked forward to it, even the elders of the two major forces.
Ling Feng stood there, his face calm, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, just like before, while Long Hao's face was pale, blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, and there was a blood hole on his chest, only
It was as big as a little finger, and dark red blood was gurgling out.
"How...possible?"
He opened his mouth and fell down suddenly.
Long Hao, whose strength reached half a step of martial arts, was defeated, while Ling Feng, who was considered the weakest, advanced to the top four.
This is a big storm!
The senior brother of the alchemy sect has created a miracle and can defeat a half-step martial arts master. I'm afraid everyone should be careful.
And Ling Feng's other identity was completely exposed, and Feng Lingtian's name exploded in an instant.
"Ling Feng, Feng Ling... Grandma, she should have thought of him a long time ago."
All the disciples of Mo Yunzong gritted their teeth in hatred.
"Damn it, this guy has been pretending all this time and only now is he showing off his power." Someone said through gritted teeth.
"What kind of martial arts is that so powerful?" Some people asked in confusion.
"The breath of spiritual art..."
The elders of the two major forces started fighting. Lingwu Academy was extremely surprised. Even they were shocked. A disciple of the alchemy sect had become so powerful without anyone's guidance.
That's a super genius.
Mo Yunzong, on the other hand, had a gloomy expression. Although the spiritual secret was powerful, it also meant that it was difficult to comprehend. However, Ling Feng was so young that he could comprehend it just like that. Such a talent would become a nightmare for many people.
"You finally started to show your fangs, but if this is your strongest strength, I'm afraid it will make me a little disappointed." Shui Linglong smiled silently.
"Big... senior brother, you are so fierce!" Zi Yun opened her mouth, her pretty face turned pale for a while and turned red for a while.
"You damn boy, you lied to me for so long, and I lost two candies!" Yun Meng glared at Ling Feng fiercely, but her face was filled with joy.
"Xiao Feng, this is an invincible rhythm." Ling Qing smiled happily, showing two small tiger teeth.
Ling Feng won, which was the glory of the entire alchemy sect. Who said that the alchemy sect was just making up the numbers and giving away people's heads?