In the dojo, half of Xia Dong's face collapsed, his skin was torn apart, and his flesh and blood were blurred. His body flew out due to this force, and the bright red blood filled the void, igniting the air and forming a scorching sky fire.
Boom!
He fell on the dojo, his face ugly, and it swelled up quickly, like a pig's head, and even the bridge of his nose had cracks. The stone rod came towards him, and the speed was so suffocating that even Xia Dong couldn't dodge it.
open.
What's more important.
He had just said before that Ling Feng would never be able to hurt him, but the next moment he was slapped in the face with blood dripping from his face. The pain was not only on his face, but also in his heart.
insult!
More insulting!
Xia Dong once felt that all his wisdom in his life was wiped out at this moment. The sixth "star" of Tangtang Hanxing was beaten to this extent. This was simply a discredit to Hanxing, especially his swollen face, which made him become many gods.
joke.
Look, that man looks like a pig!
This would be extremely vicious words!
Xia Dong's heart was bleeding, his eyes turned red, and when he looked at Ling Feng, he became gloomy and scary. The shame appeared because of this god, and it would naturally end with him. Today, Xia Dong will completely destroy the ancient dojo.
, Little Cloak can't even think of suppressing him, can't even think of suppressing his rhythm of conquering the ancient dojo.
No one can!
"Pooh!"
Xia Dong spit out a mouthful of blood and stood up lazily. The power in his body finally awakened little by little. The tyrannical force was like a strong wind, surging in the dojo. He was the center of the strong wind, and the void around him was
Part of Gangfeng.
"Little cloak, is this all your power is?"
Xia Dong moved forward step by step, and with every step he took, the aura on his body became stronger. When he took ten steps, the whole world collapsed, and the terrifying aura formed a real dragon roaring in the void.
.
Dragon gives birth to nine sons!
Nine sons can also give birth to a real dragon!
Now Xia Dong is pushing back on this idea, making his own power become unprecedentedly majestic, and the real dragon is just a vision formed by his physique. However, even that vision has shocked the gods present, making them look serious and feeling
To the unparalleled power bred in the vision.
"Is killing you enough?"
Ling Feng smiled and asked seriously.
"not enough!"
There was a loud noise, and Xia Dong couldn't bear it anymore. He killed Ling Feng in a flash. There was a choking sound in his hand, and an ancient sword came out with a sharp breath all over the sky. At the moment when the ancient sword was unsheathed, it really hit Ling Feng.
The dragon vision disappears, and only the ancient sword trembles.
then.
The purple gold space was born, and the virtual light shone in it to form the statue of the Nine Sons. When the nine sons merged and a divine dragon was born, the eyes of many gods on the side of the Hanxing Dojo lit up and they couldn't help but gasp.
"Shentian Sword Technique!"
An old god exclaimed, his eyes looking at Xia Dong became even more astonished. The Shentian Sword Technique is the Xia family's most powerful sword technique. It was proudly used thousands of years ago and suppressed many talented people. It can be called the way of heaven.
The top level sword technique in the first level can surpass the whole world.
However, at such an age, Xia Dong has realized the supreme will of the gods. This is no longer as simple as Jingkong, but a real evildoer.
Simply put.
If Xia Dong performs the complete seven forms of Shen Tian, there will be few opponents among the first-level gods. Even the top wizards must be cautious, otherwise they will kneel down in front of Xia Dong.
"The first form, Nine Sons of Dragon Life!"
It was just a real dragon, but it could move mountains and fill seas. That majestic aura and unparalleled power was attacking Lingfeng. The pressure was extraordinary, and even some second-level gods were frightened. Such Xia Dong made them feel deeply stressed.
"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and we old people will die on the beach." An old man sighed and said that the figures of this generation are indeed more powerful than they were at that time. As long as they become stronger, this virtual world will be their future battlefield.
.
"Hou Lang" will exit the stage!
Ouch!
The real dragon raised its head and fell down in an instant, but Lingfeng did not dodge and raised the stone stick in his hand to attack forcefully. Many gods in the ancient dojo suddenly changed their colors in shock, wanting to use pure force to suppress the seven styles of Shen Tian.
That is tantamount to seeking death.
"Is this guy taking risks?" Old Taoist Yuchen frowned. He couldn't see through Ling Feng and didn't know how tyrannical this person was, but it would be quite disadvantageous for Ling Feng to have such a head-on confrontation.
At least.
The old Taoist felt that Ling Feng should use corresponding skills to suppress him, but Ling Feng did not satisfy him.
"I guess it's going to be bad!"
An elder sighed and said, against the Shentian Sword Art, you must be fast and strong, otherwise you will be suppressed. After all, the Shentian Sword Art is better at being fast and controlling the rhythm. Once the whole battle enters Xia Dong's rhythm, what can Lingfeng do?
All that is left is to wait for death.
"Just brute force?"
Yan Zhuling, whose face was covered with gauze, also came, standing in a space in the distance, looking at the entire battlefield. When the Shentian Sword Art was born, her beautiful face could not help but change color. How powerful is this Xia Dong?
Can!
Even so, he still bowed before that wizard. How powerful could such a person be?
She suddenly felt that it was a bit risky to place a heavy treasure on Ling Feng. Her intuition was very keen, but it was not always effective.
Bang!
While the gods were exclaiming and sighing, Xia Dong had already arrived. Shentian Sword Technique was so fast that one could only catch a shadow. The eyes could see it, but the body had no time to react. The whole process was the same.
Lightning flint.
The next moment.
The real dragon collided with the stone stick. The strong force carried a murderous storm all over the sky and pressed down on Ling Feng. He was not allowed to dodge. With a loud noise, Ling Feng flew out backwards. Although the stone stick in his hand was
There was no loss, but his flesh and blood were being torn apart, and his clothes were wet with bright red blood.
However.
The real dragon was not annihilated, but pressed forward with force. Because its speed was too fast, its whereabouts were directly blurred. When it became clear, there was another loud noise, and Ling Feng flew another thirty feet, his hands
Trembling slightly.
"Now it's your turn!"
Xia Dong was smiling all over his face, but that smile was a little ferocious. The appearance of the Divine Sword Art completely suppressed Ling Feng. This made him feel proud. He finally no longer had to suffer that kind of humiliation. Now he wanted to kill this little cloak.
Bang!
When the real dragon came out for the third time, Ling Feng's stone rod emitted a dazzling light, destroying it in one fell swoop, and then his divine eyes shone brightly.
oppression!
This is exactly what he wants, and this Shentian Sword Technique is indeed good, which is quite beneficial to him in a confused state.
"This is just the first move!"
Xia Dong smiled coldly, Shen Tian's first move alone suppressed Lingfeng to this extent, so why not destroy him alive with the following moves?
"The second form of Shentian, the true dragon gives birth to feathers!"
As his voice fell, the Purple Gold Divine Dragon reappeared. The difference was that the real dragon was even more majestic. Its huge body was like a mountain, suppressed in the void, and a pair of wings sprouted from its back.
When the dragon gives birth to feathers, Jiutian will kneel down!
Ouch!
When it flew down, its speed was faster and its power was even more shocking. It overturned the twelve heavens on the spot, covering a radius of five thousand miles under its power. Especially the pair of wings, they were like two sharp knives.
He was ferocious and stern, and cut away directly from his body to attack Ling Feng.
Not just a real dragon!
And two wings!
This is the suppression of three forces, far beyond what the previous forces can compare with.
bass!
A bright light flashed in front of Ling Feng. Even though Ling Feng used the stone stick, he was still injured by the sword. Dark red blood flowed from his shoulder and the sacred bones were injured, but those were just the wings of a real dragon.
then.
The real dragon came head-on, and a pair of wings suppressed Ling Feng from both sides. The killing power burst out at this moment, posing a fatal threat to Ling Feng.
"It's interesting, but it's not enough!"
Ling Feng closed his eyes slightly, completely letting go of his senses. The stone rod was like lightning, directly hitting one of the wings. It hit hard with a loud bang. The wing was suppressed and its power was weakened. Then Ling Feng turned back.
He blasted out a stone stick and pressed it against the other wing, giving it a hard shake.
then.
Ling Feng raised his hand and pointed out, and the vast power suddenly came and hit the center of the real dragon's eyebrows. In an instant, the still very powerful real dragon collapsed under this finger, and a terrifying and unpredictable power penetrated through it.
Penetrate the true dragon's body and annihilate it inch by inch.
This is the true meaning of Jie!
This is also the power that Ling Feng has been realizing!
Can!
Without forcing him to the edge of life and death, can Salt sense the transformation of the strongest?
Xia Dong is forcing and bullying Ling Feng, so why isn't Ling Feng forcing Xia Dong into an even more terrifying state?
The second form of the Shentian Sword Technique was suppressed!
This made people raise their eyebrows, while the characters in the prehistoric dojo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, guessing that Ling Feng's previous finger was the one that beat the opponent to ashes, and now this finger reappeared.
"Is this your power?"
Xia Dong's face was full of sneers, just being able to suppress Shen Tian's second move was not enough.
Finished.
He faced the void coldly, and the ancient sword passed across his chest, forming a simple but domineering move, stabbing out flatly. In an instant, the sky was filled with smoke and sand, and an ancient sword came out carrying a real dragon.
only.
The real dragon was even smaller. It thrust straight out to form a giant spear, and five pieces of land were born under its feet. Each piece of land was a kind of Taoism, and it was also an endless mighty power to kill. Just because of those five pieces of land, it was even smaller.
The entire land is a space of mountains and rivers.
This kind of power was so shocking that when it fell down, a big hole was blown out of the sky, as if the sky was injured.
"Five places!"
People couldn't help but exclaimed. Each of the seven Shen Tian movements was different. The first form of Nine Sons and Dragons was able to suppress ordinary gods, but it was not powerful enough. But when the second form was about to produce feathers, the power was completely different.
And the third form is raw ground!
Five of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!
It is said that at the end of the deduction of the Seven Divine Styles, the Nine Emperors are sitting cross-legged in the nine heavens and ten places. This is a power that even the top gods are taboo about. Although the Nine Emperors cannot exert unparalleled power, their aura and little bits of power are enough.
It is no longer something that gods can compare with.
And now.
Xia Dong has been able to deduce the five places, is the next step to reproduce the divine light of the ten places?