Text Text_Chapter 1982 This is really a face slap!
On the dojo.
The blood-haired young man was full of aura and arrogant. His aura suppressed the void and fully revealed his strong side. This made the deacons and elders in the ancient dojo frown. Even when they were young, they might not be able to suppress such a person.
I have to say.
This year is indeed a blowout year. Geniuses are born one after another in the world, and the competition pressure is quite high. However, in such a world, the Primordial Dojo has not been able to attract the geniuses, which makes them extremely anxious.
and.
They didn't know how terrifying Ling Feng's strength was, otherwise they would have laughed out of their dreams, so they were worried at this time. After all, Ling Feng's opponent was Han Xing's sixth class "Star".
"The prehistoric ashram is just mediocre!"
The blood-haired young man was proud of his world and said coldly: "I, Xia Dong, can conquer it all by myself!"
"I have completed nine victories. Is there anyone left in your ancient dojo?"
Xia Dong's arrogance collapsed and he said: "A few more come out and let me create a miraculous record in this ancient dojo!"
"Xia Dong, you have gone too far!"
In the void, an old man was extremely angry, with veins popping up on his face. The Primordial Dojo was forced to do this, which made the old men look ugly. However, they had to admit that among the first-level gods, there was no one in the Primordial Dojo who could compete with Xia Dong.
.
"Isn't it enough to challenge the nine gods in my prehistoric dojo?" Someone shouted depressedly. This is really a shameful thing.
"not enough!"
Xia Dong said forcefully: "I came here under orders, so I will naturally destroy this ancient dojo!"
"Whose order are you on?"
An old god asked: "Is it Hanxing Dojo?"
"Haha, even though I'm in Hanxing Dojo, I'm not so depressed that I have to take orders from Hanxing Dojo!" Xia Dong said sternly: "As for who it is, you don't seem qualified enough to know, right?"
"you!"
If it weren't for their own realm being too high, and suppressing the first-level gods, they might not be able to defeat Xia Dong. They would rush to the dojo now and clean up this guy. He was so arrogant that no one in the prehistoric dojo could deal with him.
Already?
suddenly.
They became awe-struck and looked at Xia Dong's divine eyes. Their taste began to change. Xia Dong was Han Xing's sixth "star", and being able to have him come on orders proved that his opponent had a great background and should be a very powerful person. And in Han Xing
Only one person seems to be able to do it.
"Could it be him?"
Some characters couldn't help but frown. They also knew some things about the ancient way of heaven. It seemed that that person and the Taoist master seemed a bit complicated. And now that Xia Dong was ordered to come, it also meant that that person had to suppress the situation forcefully.
That's a really tough guy!
"Nine wins?"
When people were silent, a voice sounded, which seemed very strange at this time, and then people's eyes fell on the cloaked brother who was walking towards the dojo step by step, and the unique hoarse voice made them even more excited.
Different.
"The real master hasn't even entered the stage yet. Do you want to overwhelm the ancient dojo with just his subordinates?"
Ling Feng said indifferently: "It's just nine victories. Do you really think you can conquer the ancient dojo?"
"Cloak...Brother?"
The surrounding gods couldn't help but be startled, and then they remembered this character. Back then, Ling Feng instantly killed a San Sheng Deity in this dojo. Although it wasn't very impressive, it still made them old people tremble and excited.
Obviously.
Brother Cloak is a rare prodigy who is extremely terrifying. If he can kill a genius instantly, he is an unfathomable monster. It was this one they had been waiting for.
And now, he comes with force!
"Little cloak?"
Xia Dong's voice became playful: "Before coming here, I studied the ancient dojo. Your fierce battle was indeed good, but do you want to suppress me just by yourself?"
"And, do you really want to get involved in something like this?"
Xia Dong's eyes were blazing. To be honest, he didn't want to face such an unfathomable guy. Even the person who could make him obey orders in the Void Sky Realm didn't dare to say that he could be honored here, let alone
Not to mention him.
Who knows if we will meet the top wizards among the sixteen top forces?
"I came here under orders, and I'm essentially the same as you!" Ling Feng said calmly.
"Are you following her orders?" Xia Dong's eyes darkened. This was a dangerous signal. If that person knew about it, it would be a bloody storm.
"I am entrusted with the ultimate treasure and resource!"
Ling Feng said lazily: "Besides, I am not the God of the Ancient Dojo. I am looking for a strong opponent, and the Ancient Dojo happens to be able to satisfy me, that's all!"
"Haha, then let me know how deep a person like you can go!"
Xia Dong stopped talking nonsense, his face was filled with strong fighting spirit, and the fighting blood in his body was burning, because he knew that as long as he suppressed this cloak, the ancient Taoist temple would no longer have the power and characters to suppress him, they were all the Taoist masters.
There is no way out, right?
woman!
You should go home and have the baby!
"Then you have to do your best, because if you can't kill me, I will kill you." Ling Feng said as if he was bewitching.
"court death!"
Xia Dong was furious. This person was actually even more arrogant than him. His tone was as if he had a chance to win, and he didn't take him seriously. This stimulated him even more and made him go completely crazy.
The next moment.
He punched out, an ordinary punch, but it created a supreme grace. The surrounding mountains and rivers were trembling, and nine Taoist soldiers appeared in the sky and earth to suppress Lingfeng. Each Taoist soldier was engraved with a real dragon.
The sons, Pixiu, Yaizhen, etc. were born one by one, lifelike, and in the purple-gold sky power space, creatures were activated, carrying the sky full of storms, and killing generals came.
This is the Nine Gods Fist!
One punch symbolizes the Nine Sons of the Dragon, which is extremely powerful. All the gods present have learned this. The first few gods were directly blasted by this Nine Gods Fist. In terms of strength, Xia Dong is indeed crazy.
"Are you playing for fun?"
Ling Feng was a little frustrated, please, you met Brother Cloak, can't you be more serious?
Do you think you can suppress him by using the power of flesh and blood and adding some powerful skills?
This is extremely disrespectful!
Without pressure, how can we let him sense and realize the power of "cutting"?
thus.
For such a person, Ling Feng felt that it was necessary to let him know the price of not paying attention to him. Almost when the Nine God Fist struck, Ling Feng's eyebrows flashed, and a stone appeared in his hand, as black as ink, forming a stick.
Although the weapon is not strong enough, it is indestructible.
This is what Ling Feng wants!
call!
The strong wind was coming in an instant, tearing the sky and the earth apart, causing ripples in the dojo, and the Nine God Fist that had just been violently launched also hit Ling Feng. At this time, Ling Feng did not dodge, which made Honghuang
Some of the deacons and elders in the dojo frowned. The price of confronting a body-refining god was very heavy. However... bang!
A loud noise suddenly exploded, and the arrogant Nine Gods Fist was suppressed, and what suppressed its fist was an ink-like stone stick. It seemed that it was not powerful enough, but it stopped the momentum of the Nine Gods Fist.
"Are you playing?"
Ling Feng sneered and said, "Then I will play with you!"
Finished.
He picked up the stone stick and hit Xia Dong's fist as fast as lightning. The Nine Sons of the Dragon formed by the Nine Gods Fist also completely collapsed at this time, unable to stop the stone stick at all.
"ah!"
Xia Dong's face changed horribly, and the hand that used the Nine Gods Fist almost broke into pieces, and the severe pain spread directly from the hand to the whole body.
Obviously.
The stone stick was not simple. When it was knocked down, it also had the terrifying ability to devour blood. It specifically suppressed flesh and blood, causing him to be injured and his skin torn open. Even the huge power of the Nine Gods Fist could not suppress it at all.
This is terrible!
However, the scary thing is not just being beaten, but... being beaten all the time!
Boom!
While he was dodging, Ling Feng came over with a stone stick in his hand and directly forced Xia Dong close to him, knocking him down with one blow of the stick. Then Xia Dong's hand that used the Nine Gods Fist felt even more severe pain, and his blood and bones struggled to turn white.
It was dark, stained with blood, and looked extremely sinister.
"you!"
Xia Dong's expression changed again and he flew backwards quickly.
Can!
Ling Feng followed him like a shadow, and another stick fell down, causing Xia Dong's hand to be injured again. The bones and blood began to shatter and were annihilated in the void. The pain caused him to break out in cold sweat, as if the stick had hit his heart.
He wanted to hide, but still couldn't!
Boom!
When the fourth stick fell, Xia Dong felt that his entire arm was going to be wasted. He was shaking in pain and wanted to cry. What the hell is this weird thing? It actually suppressed him in terms of speed, and he was even more fierce.
, not giving him any time to struggle at all.
Boom!
This is the fifth one!
Xia Dong's pain was worse than death, the pressure was unprecedented, and he was sweating profusely. If he continued like this, his hand would be useless, and the impact of losing a hand on the gods was still terrible, especially for someone like Brother Cloak.
opponent.
In fact, was he the only one who was surprised?
The surrounding gods were completely stupid. Xia Dong, who had been strong and arrogant before, was actually beaten at this moment. His fists were so bloody that he could only dodge with his head in his hands. What kind of rhythm is this?
Is this the end of the record?
Lose to... a stone stick?
Could it be said that this stone stick is going to level the world?
Boom!
When the sixth stick fell, the gods in the ancient dojo almost shouted in excitement. Such a powerful cloak was like a demon king, completely suppressing Xia Dong. If the suppression continued, Xia Dong would be destroyed.
"Ah, I'm going to destroy you!"
Finally, Xia Dong's momentum exploded, a sword flashed in his hand, and he slashed out fiercely, hitting the stone stick in the middle. Ripples in the void exploded, forming a sky-shattering thunder, which shocked the void gods to the point where their eardrums hurt.
Ling Feng's seventh stick didn't fall, and his suppression ended abruptly.
"Have you had enough?"
Xia Dong's eyes turned red and he said: "You are the first to hurt me to this extent, but from now on you can't even think of hurting me at all!"
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, the stone stick fell down. This time it was not his hand, but Xia Dong's handsome face!