Wang Qiu stood proudly, the spiritual energy from his body slowly flew out, shining brightly, and suddenly became nine paths, and when the aura rushed out, it happened to overwhelm Ling Feng.
He raised the sword in his hand and said forcefully: "Little brother, let's take action."
"kindness!"
Ling Feng's face was solemn, and a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes. Then, the fighting fist was punched out mercilessly, and the eight yin and yang spiritual energy condensed into one and poured into Ling Feng's fist.
"Buzz, boom!"
The next moment, he punched out quickly and violently, his whole person changed, and he looked extremely domineering, because what he hit was a domineering fist. Although it was only a heaven-level martial arts, it was very powerful, reaching the level of a half-step martial emperor.
It has to be said that everyone was also surprised. At the level of an eighth-level martial spirit, to be able to achieve such power was a talent that could only be counted on one's fingers among the younger generation.
"You are very good, but you are still not good enough for me!"
Wang Qiu smiled faintly, swung the sword in his hand, and a powerful force burst out from it, meeting Ling Feng's punch.
"when!"
The sword trembled violently, and even Wang Qiu took a step back. The power of that punch was evident. Even Wang Qiu himself was surprised, but immediately after, Ling Feng took several steps back.
His face was twisted, he held his fists, rubbed them vigorously, and groaned.
"Haha, this kid is so ignorant that he wants to use his flesh and blood to resist the sword."
"The eighth-level martial spirit is still no match for Wang Qiu."
People shook their heads, not knowing whether to call the latter stupid or just cute.
"Admit defeat, you are no match for me!" Wang Qiu glanced at Ling Feng and said.
"No, I still want to fight, I won't lose!" Ling Feng gritted his teeth and said extremely seriously, and the eight spiritual energy on his body shone a little brighter, and he had an aura comparable to that of a ninth-level martial spirit.
This left everyone a bit speechless. Spirit alone is not enough. In the competition among the top 16, strength is the king.
Zifeng, Tsundere Bird, Ling Qing, and Dugu Yuyue all pursed their lips tightly, lowered their heads and kept laughing. I have to say that Ling Feng was really a trick. He could obviously kill the latter with one move, but he couldn't
He was so "low-key" and kept hidden. If Wang Qiu knew the truth, would he go crazy and beat up Ling Feng?
"Little brother, just having backbone is not enough!" Wang Qiu shook his head helplessly. It seemed that it was impossible for him to retreat from the difficulties.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the aura on his body shook, and the tenth faint spiritual energy also swooped out and wrapped around him, forming a powerful pressure that could change the color of a ninth-level martial spirit.
Obviously, he planned to end the battle as soon as possible.
"Come on, little brother, let me see your strongest strength!"
Wang Qiu held the battle sword in his hand, and ten strands of spiritual energy surged in, forming a huge sword light that could be one foot long. It cut down from the air and plowed the air into a storm, as fast as thunder, and even more unstoppable.
This is the combat power of the Half-Step Martial Emperor!
Undoubtedly, Ling Feng became more "serious". The eight auras became more dazzling. The golden and blue lights swooped down, forming a rotating hurricane on Ling Feng's fist. In the hurricane, a small dagger
It's a sudden attack.
Soul Devouring Art!
At this moment, Ling Feng had to face it seriously, otherwise he would be really stupid. Without exposing the Yin Yang treasure body, he could only sacrifice the broken blade fragments.
And when that momentum arose, it actually had the momentum to compete with the huge sword light.
"bass……"
The next moment, the hurricane rushed out, carrying the rotating storm, and directly hit the sword light. For a moment, the strong wind surged, ripples flew around, and even the golden light of the Taoist platform shook a few times.
"Kacha"
When the small dagger flew out from the center of the hurricane, a gap was created in the huge sword light, and the cracks continued to spread upward along the sword body.
Immediately, the huge sword light was blocked, and the momentum above it weakened little by little, while the small bloody dagger with the storm gradually suppressed it, which shocked many people.
Is that young man going to rebel?
An eighth-level martial spirit blocked a half-step Martial Emperor's blow. How is this possible?!
But the huge sword light cracked and opened inch by inch, but it couldn't be faked. Even Wang Qiu was deeply surprised. The power that the latter's spiritual energy burst out was absolutely terrifying, and it was steadily suppressed.
He's on the line.
"Bang, boom..."
In the violent collision, the huge sword light shattered, forming spiritual energy fragments that shot out on the Taoist platform. The momentum knocked Wang Qiu back, while Ling Feng groaned and was directly rushed away.
After flying out, he staggered and stood awkwardly, and his little face was a little pale.
"It's so amazing that you can fight like this with Wang Qiu."
"But with this kind of strength, it is impossible to overpower Xu Yin on the Yanhuang Ancient Road."
People still shook their heads. Although Ling Feng's strength was not weak, compared to Xu Yin, Chen Xi, and Bai Yuntian, they were still far behind.
Even Chen Xi looked surprised. She knew the identity of the Purple Emperor, so she felt something was wrong. Was the latter injured during the fierce battle with Leng Rushuang?
"Very good strength, but you still have to lose!"
Wang Qiu's face became serious. He had really underestimated Ling Feng's strength. If he didn't use his strongest fighting power, it would be difficult to defeat his opponent.
The next moment, he faced up to the sky, and ten strands of spiritual energy converged towards the sword, forming a cold and sharp sword light that lingered around the sword. Then, he stepped towards Ling Feng.
At the same time, the first sword light fell down.
It was like a rainbow light, igniting the sky, causing the golden light of the Taoist platform to sway, and with a flash, it came to Ling Feng's eyes, violently rioting, making Ling Feng's pupils shrink.
"block!"
Ling Feng shouted, and the eight spiritual energy killed him in the light of the Soul Devouring Art, and the small blood-colored dagger hit hard on the sword light.
There was a "click" sound.
The sword light was shattered, and hundreds of fragments rushed out, cutting Ling Feng's arm, and he took a step back.
"The second sword!"
Wang Qiu's face was cold and extremely serious, and he took another step forward. Then, the second sword light shot out, smaller than before, but stronger.
"I'll block!" Ling Feng Lingran was not afraid, and the Soul Devouring Art attacked him hard. The two forces exploded in mid-air, forming a vortex-shaped ripple, which exploded loudly, knocking Ling Feng back.
"The third sword!"
Then Wang Qiu took another step, his power was like lightning, a little smaller, and his power also increased a bit. He struck out with one sword and reached Lian Yujian Mountain. Ruotong nodded secretly.
"The Seven Swords of the Wang Family!"
People gasped and their faces became cautious.
You know, the Seven Swords Technique is comparable to the imperial level martial arts. Once the Seven Swords are released, even the Emperor Wu will be moved. Now it depends on which sword Wang Qiu has understood. If it is the Seven Swords, he can definitely compete with Xu
Hidden, Chen Xi is on par.
"cut!"
Ling Feng's little face was solemn, and the eight yin and yang auras became brighter, as if they were about to burn, making the Soul Devouring Art even more powerful. The moment the small dagger flew out, the Taoist platform rioted, and immediately, that
The fourth sword was resisted, buzzing and trembling in mid-air. Ling Feng took a few steps back, but still gritted his teeth and resisted.
"boom"
After a moment, the small blood-colored dagger flew upside down, and the fourth sword also had a dim light, and was then shattered by Ling Feng, which made people change their colors. Obviously, that young man was a bit strong, so he could block it, even them
They all find it incredible.
"The fifth sword!"
Finally, Wang Qiu's face was cold and arrogant, and he slashed down with his sword. All ten spiritual energies glowed and entwined with each other, forming a monster-like spiritual sword that carried a powerful air current and killed Ling Feng.
The power of this sword has almost reached the Martial Emperor level.
"Kill!"
Ling Feng closed his eyes, and like a child who was afraid of failure, he rushed towards him, expressing his stubbornness and strength vividly, and his palm turned into a knife.
"bass"
At the moment when the palm was cut down, a small burning blood-colored dagger was killed with a crash. The eight spiritual energy was really burning. Under the cover of the bright fifth sword, it was not very conspicuous, but it was extremely powerful.
Burning Blade!
"Boom..."
A huge explosion shook the Taoist platform, and the two forces stirred together, forming huge ripples that swooped up from between the two people, like blooming flowers, even covering their figures.
And in the light, the burning blade was as powerful as lightning, and it penetrated the fifth sword at once. It hit Wang Qiu's body like a broken bamboo, pierced the latter's chest, and flew him a foot away.
Far away, it hit the ground with a "plop".
And when the light dispersed, everyone was shocked from ear to ear. Wang Qiu, who understood the fifth sword, was defeated. Although Ling Feng was scarred and vomiting blood, he still stood tenaciously on the Taoist platform.
There is no doubt that this was beyond everyone's expectations, because in the final blow, Ling Feng's realm was still only an eighth-level martial spirit, but his combat power was firmly ahead of Wang Qiu's.
Just a line!
But it was the latter who fell!
"We still underestimated that boy!" People murmured, looking at Ling Feng with a hint of awe.
"It's a very interesting young man who dares to hide under such circumstances." Xu Yin smiled softly.
"The eighth-level martial spirit seems to be a little stronger." Bai Yuntian also looked at Ling Feng with interest.
With their strength, they naturally saw more than this, but Ling Feng's strength was not enough to threaten them.
The battle of the top 16 has come to an end, and the top eight have been born.
When the news came back to Fire City, Su Xiaoru's eyes burst out with astonishing light. She once again made the right bet. The top eight list was undoubtedly an exception, and it was all within the Purple Emperor's expectations.
The people in the Medicine Sect were on the verge of crying, and they wanted to die.