This is the limit that Xia Dong can currently achieve. Five spaces plus a real dragon and a pair of wings are equivalent to eight forces, which doubles his power and reaches the second level of gods. The ordinary gods are either his opponents or the top level.
The Wizards must do their best when facing this move.
Can it be suppressed with just one finger?
"Little cloak, suffer death!"
Xia Dong's eyes were full of coldness, and he pushed forward forcefully to kill. The real dragon carried its wings and the five lands, suppressing the vast sea of mountains and rivers. Even the imperial patterns in the dojo were shocked. The scene was quite magnificent.
And that ferocious force was so powerful that it tore apart the sky and the earth. Just the strong wind could annihilate a void, forming a black hole like ink, spreading darkly toward Ling Feng.
and.
When this posture was formed, the surrounding void became dull, and the suppressive force came overwhelming. Even if you want to tear it apart, it is not easy, let alone flying away. It is completely impossible to escape, just because of the Seventh Form of Shentian
Not only is the power shocking the sky, but the speed is also crazy.
People were exclaiming, but as soon as they opened their mouths, that move was already in front of Ling Feng. Even the veteran Yuchen had cold sweat on his palms. If he faced this move directly, even dodging would be in vain.
Yan Zhuling clasped her jade hands tightly and bit her red lips. She felt extremely depressed. If she had encountered Xia Dong like this, she would have collapsed. Although Ling Feng was excellent, he could really compete with Han Xing's sixth "star"
To rival?
Divine Sword Technique——Five Grounds!
How does he suppress it?
"The Great Ancient Dojo is still struggling. Such a powerful Xia Dong can only be managed by top wizards, and that little cloak is not enough to look at."
A middle-aged man on the other side of the Hanxing Dojo said indifferently. He was not optimistic about Lingfeng. How could the great skills that had been so vicious on Hanxing be suppressed and crushed by this prehistoric dojo?
They hope Hanxing Dojo can defeat Honghuang Dojo!
"It's not unfair to lose!"
A young man said with a smile, being able to force Xia Dong to this level would make him proud enough. At least he was envious. He thought that one day he would be able to force Xia Dong to this level. Even though he was defeated, it would be an honor and worth bragging about.
.
However.
When the Five Grounds came to kill him, Ling Feng still closed his eyes, letting the invisible pressure surge in his heart, letting the strong wind tear his flesh and blood, and letting Xia Dong kill him head-on.
Close!
Closer!
At that moment, the pressure like that of an ancient and ferocious beast was overwhelming, punching holes in Ling Feng's flesh and blood. The gurgling blood made old Taoist Yuchen and Taoist master Yan Zhuling completely pale. At this juncture, that...
What are you kidding about?
but!
They can only watch from a distance and wait for the ending to happen.
The pressure is like a mountain, life and death can happen in a matter of seconds.
Under this overwhelming pressure, the heavy fog in Ling Feng's heart suddenly started to move, slowly like smoke, as if there was an invisible hand controlling everything. The pressure from Xia Dong Shen Tian's third style made Ling Feng
The wind feels like it wants to peek out the true meaning of "Jie".
Just one step!
Peel away the fog and you will see the true meaning!
call!
Suddenly, Ling Feng raised his hand and pointed out, and the entire void exploded, forming a bright and clear sky around his body, as thin as a cicada's wing, slowly rotating, with the Five Elements, Bagua, Tai Chi and Liang Yi flowing on it, ancient and sacred.
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Boom, bang...
The next moment, the third form of Shen Tian suppressed and hit the six-sided virtual sky. It was suppressed like a flood hitting a dam, forming a frenzy and crashing into the virtual sky, stirring up ripples like mountains and seas. When those ripples
After a heavy explosion, a wave of destruction came, completely swallowing up the void around Ling Feng in one fell swoop.
The void was pushed sideways by this force, and large areas collapsed!
The dojo roared, and the imperial pattern shot up thousands of feet high, like a divine rainbow shooting out from the dojo, gorgeous and spectacular.
"it's over!"
Some gods said indifferently, it must be said that the little cloak is indeed a person, it is probably the first time that Xia Dong can be forced to do this, and he can witness this great legendary victory here.
The Shentian Sword Technique was born. Such a thing is worthy of returning precious resources.
"That finger is great, but it's not enough!"
"How can the Divine Sword Technique be suppressed by one finger?"
"When encountering Xia Dong, only the top power can suppress him!"
People were talking a lot, especially the people at Hanxing Dojo. They were all surprised. Of course, it was not just Hanxing Dojo, but also people from other dojos. What they wanted to know was what the sixth "star" of Hanxing was.
How unpredictable, and now they have the answer.
"Did you really lose?"
Old Taoist Yuchen sat down on the ground, completely without the image of an immortal Taoist. This defeat almost knocked the prehistoric dojo to the bottom, and it was almost impossible to turn around.
and.
What this affects is Yan Zhuling's life and future, and the loss is too heavy.
"Invincible!"
Yan Zhuling was a little disappointed. She had indeed placed a heavy treasure on Ling Feng before, with too much desire and expectation. But once Ling Feng was defeated, what she would lose would be as heavy as a mountain and as high as the sky.
Her eyes suddenly turned gray, maybe that person really was her fate that she couldn't escape.
In the dojo.
Xia Dong's divine eyes looked down upon Bahuang, arrogantly, and quite proud. The Xia family's heavenly skills were indeed unparalleled by other forces. Little Cloak did have some strength, which made him very troublesome, but this battle could better show the power of the divine sword art.
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"Who else?"
He was cold to the side of the ancient dojo, and his momentum was gushing. Although the ripples had not dispersed and the imperial patterns were still stirring, he had already decided to win this battle.
He wins!
Death of the cloak!
"Honghuang Dojo, who is next?"
At this moment, the entire prehistoric period became silent and lost their voices. They wanted to refute, but they really couldn't find a first-level god who was more powerful than Brother Cloak. It was not that they were too weak, but that their opponents were too strong, unless they were the top forces of the Sixteenth Supreme Star.
top prodigies.
Can!
It's so troublesome to invite that kind of person. Yan Zhuling's face can't attract a real prodigy, and everyone knows that that person is confronting Yan Zhuling until he gives up. In this case, is anyone willing to confront him?
?
Honghuang Dojo tried hard, but the results were not ideal.
and.
Even if those wizards are willing, it's too late in time. Who can save the fate of the prehistoric ashram now?
"How about I be next?"
Just when Yan Zhuling was sad, while the old Taoist Yuchen lost his voice, and when the gods in the prehistoric dojo were sighing, a voice penetrated the ripples and slowly sounded, and then a man walked out of the ripples with his clothes floating up, forming a unique scenery.
In an instant, the entire dojo became silent.
The gods, who were still proud before, suddenly lost their voices. They had no idea that Ling Feng could still get out of that terrifying ripple frenzy. Although Brother Cloak was seriously injured, his momentum was still not weak, and it was so strong that it was suffocating.
That was the character who survived the third form of the Shentian Sword Technique.
"This guy!"
Old Dao Yuchen jumped up instantly, excited, and his eyes turned red with excitement: "He is playing with his heartbeat."
"cunning!"
Yan Zhuling couldn't help but say, but her desolate and disappointed expression suddenly became excited, as if she were in the darkness, and a handsome young man was peeling away the darkness and bringing her out.
A heart filled with joy turns into fleeting moments and years.
"You're not dead yet?"
Xia Dong was frightened. He knew very well how terrifying the five realms of the Divine Sword Art were. It was very difficult for him to survive under that power, but Ling Feng was only injured. What kind of monster was this?
Did you really run into some pervert from some force?
"It's just a warm-up!"
Ling Feng said with a smile: "Now, can we get to the point?"
"..."
If all the gods present were not dignitaries, I would really want to throw a basket of radishes and a basket of eggs at them. Sir, do you know that this hurts people's self-esteem? Is the Divine Sword Technique just here to warm up?
Do you think you are a weakling who cannot be beaten to death?
Can!
Ling Feng's strong posture made them dare not speak. How powerful and coquettish is this?
"Arrogant!"
Xia Dong was furious as if he had been insulted a hundred thousand times. He could be insulted, but his family's heavenly skills could not be insulted. In his heart, only the heavenly powers of top aristocratic families and powerful families could be slightly better.
And now this unknown person dares to insult, and he will have to pay the price in blood!
"Shentian Sword Jue seems to be somewhat famous."
Ling Feng grinned and said, "However, this is probably not the ultimate. I am looking forward to a stronger style."
"Then you can go die!"
At this moment, Xia Dong was completely stimulated, and his strength spurted out, forming a frenzied smoke, and then a strange force was pushing forward. The surrounding wind suddenly became extremely chilling, and even the void was annihilating wherever it passed.
There is no earth-shattering momentum!
Some are so violent that they kill to the extreme!
"The Way of the Wind!"
Xia Dong shouted wildly, and the sky-wide wind formed Dao Yun, directly killing in front of Ling Feng. It was a more powerful force than the Divine Sword Art, but when it came to the level of Dao Yun, it was completely different.
The surrounding gods all changed their colors, and Yan Zhuling's beauty even turned pale. Who can suppress Xia Dong like this?
The gods of the ancient dojo were paralyzed in the void, looking lost. Daoyun was born, and the top wizards were all injured, let alone Brother Cloak?
The gods in the Hanxing Taoist Hall stood up completely, looking at the invincible Dao Yun of the Wind, filled with desire and envy, and more importantly, respect, understanding the Dao Yun meant that Xia Dong would be qualified to attain Taoism in the future.
"The Way of the Wind?"
Ling Feng was stunned, where is the Shentian Sword Technique that was agreed upon?
To be honest, he is not sensitive to Dao Yun. Tianyin is already at the top level and can completely crush other Dao Yun. Although the way of wind is good and very similar to the sound, Tianyin is more advanced and Dao Yun cannot be forced out.
His potential will actually affect his enlightenment.
"Daoyun, this is not what I want!"
Ling Feng sighed and guessed that the five realms of the Divine Sword Art were Xia Dong's limit, and Dao Yun was his hidden power. It might be possible to deal with other people, but Xia Dong's opponent was him.
Regarding boring power, Ling Feng wanted to be direct and straightforward.
then.
When Nagang Feng Daoyun came to kill him, Ling Feng raised his fist and punched out. At that moment, the color of the world changed, everything withered, thousands of people bowed their heads, and the power of the fist broke through the void!