The sky is filled with ice and snow, like a song of red dust.
She was dressed in velvet like snow, with a big bunny face behind her. She was cute and cute. Her exposed jade hands were like delicate porcelain, which would break when touched. Her eyes were red, and tears fell down her cheeks.
It soon turned into pure white frost.
Under the cover of ice and snow, she makes people feel distressed.
However, now Liu Shushu feels sorry for Ling Feng. Ling Feng was injured because of her. In such a battle, she deeply felt her own insignificance. Neither Ling Feng nor the Martial Saint was worthy of her.
Comparable.
This is not only a gap in realm, but also a gap in the heart!
At this moment, her heart was filled with rage and she was extremely eager for fighting power.
"In such a desperate situation, we still have to be ambiguous about life and death. Isn't it too late? Is it too tragic?" The Martial Saint walked over and looked at Ling Feng teasingly.
A girl with a unique temperament and a pretty girl of ice and snow, both of the same age.
Is this a couple?
However, it is a pity that he can only destroy flowers with one hand. Liu Shushu will not go into details. The key is that that young man, at this age, can be so powerful, that is against the heavens.
Therefore, he cannot let the latter live!
"Old man, do you really think I can't kill you?"
Ling Feng was cold and his eyes were full of anger. The Martial Saint was so aggressive that he had already regarded them as dead people. This was unforgivable. At least now, Ling Feng didn't want to die and couldn't die.
Not even dead!
"Young man, I appreciate your fighting prowess. Not to mention Lingkong Island, even within the scope of Xishen Island, I am afraid you can be on par with the geniuses of Shen Island. Are you the Xuankong Sect's trump card this year?"
"However, if you meet me, it will be a tragedy!"
"Are you done?"
Ling Feng glared at the old man fiercely, the flames on his body burned fiercely, and a heavy stone rushed out and fell on the ground, causing a huge shock.
At the same time, the broken blade also flew out, and the aura of the emperor-level soldier suddenly went violently.
"kill!"
Ling Feng flew forward, carrying the broken blade in one hand and a heavy stone in the other, and killed him violently.
The strongest Devouring and Burning Blades all attacked and killed, a flame rose, and the four burning flames merged to form a terrible burning, while a strong wind was rolling on the stone, and the ice and snow were melting, turning into a violent storm.
One hit wild!
The huge force weighing 420,000 kilograms crushed the ice and snow, and a terrifying large crack was formed around it. The little Diaoman Liu Shushu was also violently thrown away by this air wave, and was blocked by Ling Feng.
Behind you.
He won't make the same mistake again!
What was even more frightening was that his brows trembled violently, and his master-level telepathy fiercely came out, forming a faint rainbow light, like a ray of green light, and killed the martial saint in front of a heavy stone and a burning blade.
The first form of soul refining!
bass……
The red tassels on the war spear are flying like tassels, and from a distance, they look like bloody butterflies.
The two holy lights were like rainbows in the sky. They seemed to have bent war spears and turned them into bows. They shot out with a "whoosh", piercing through the ice and snow, forming a formation in the rustling heaven and earth.
A gap the size of a fist.
Crazy gallop!
This is the realm of the Martial Saint, who has developed his martial arts to an unmatched level. It is not comparable to the previous Martial Saint of the Medicine Sect. The latter's realm was suppressed to the semi-saint realm, and it was difficult to exert the true fighting power of the Martial Saint.
.
The difference in one realm is a whole world!
"Kacha"
The two haven't collided yet, but their momentum has already shaken each other, causing cracks in the ice and snow, and the subtle sound can be clearly heard in the violent heaven and earth.
Then, a ray of holy light struck the first layer of stone, and time suddenly passed for an instant. The holy light of the first layer of stone was bent, but that was all.
The next moment, the holy light reversed and ejected back, knocking back a heavy stone. The strong air flow rolled back, making Ling Feng's face suddenly turn pale and he staggered back.
Immediately, a ray of holy light fell on the broken blade, and the burning flame was instantly penetrated. A force of energy surged around, making the broken blade dim, as if it was about to shatter.
Ling Feng's expression changed drastically, he stepped back one after another, and even his body flew out diagonally.
Those two holy lights bloomed with brilliant brilliance on the war spear. It may not be magnificent enough, but it is the sharpest combat power honed between life and death. Its tyrannical demeanor made Ling Feng even think of it.
He suffered a big loss, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and the clothes on his chest shattered with a "stab" sound, injured by the aura of the Holy Light.
This is the Martial Saint!
Although Ling Feng was once a Martial Saint, we have to exclaim that this old man is very extraordinary. His talent may not be comparable to his own, but Holy Light is definitely tempered and is not inferior to the original Ling Feng.
"You are very strong among the younger generation, but... you are not enough!"
The old man had a serious look on his face, and he took a step forward. His fingers turned into sharp hooks and he grabbed Ling Feng. The holy light was shining on it, and a sharp claw was faintly formed.
One claw can split a thousand mountains!
This is a powerful killing move in the realm of the Martial Saint, every inch longer is stronger, every inch shorter is dangerous, and the sharp claws are pushing the danger to an extremely terrifying level at this moment.
Coming soon!
"Stab"
Ling Feng dodged very quickly. He used Void Step, but five bloody holes were still torn on his shoulder. If it weren't for his spirit body, his bones and half of his body would have been crushed.
Even so, he flew backwards and spat out a blood arrow from his mouth.
His face turned pale!
bass……
The red tassel flashed past, and the war spear only came towards Ling Feng's face. For the old man, length was no longer a limitation. This was the result of tempering his own realm, and it also frightened Ling Feng. The latter's realm was not
It's not very high, but this kind of control is unprecedented, and even an ordinary third-level martial saint would be damaged.
This is just like an alchemist's control over flames, which can only be refined to the highest level by paying close attention to detail.
"Boom"
Ling Feng looked very shocked. He held a heavy stone in his hand, held it directly in front of him, and struck a hard blow with the war spear. He was instantly shocked and retreated, and his face became more solemn.
Obviously, this is not an ordinary second-level martial saint!
"Ling Feng!" Liu Shushu was shocked. She had witnessed Ling Feng's tyranny. He was probably invincible under the martial arts saint. What's more, he was also a mentalist. But just like this, his mental power was...
He was crushed to pieces by the invisible momentum of the war spear.
What kind of strong control does this require over one's own realm?!
And Ling was surrounded by dangers. He pushed and pushed again and again, and his chest had already been cut with several bloody cuts. If this situation continued, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
How could she not be worried?!
She didn't want Ling Feng to die, but she wanted that old man to die!
"Then let's go shopping!"
A streak of blood burst out from Ling Feng's pupils. Under this pressure, he felt death approaching.
"Buzz..."
His brows trembled, and a heavy stone flew back. Immediately afterwards, a trembling fighting force formed a crazy trend, and exploded downwards, covering an area of ten feet.
A dark, simple stone mottled with traces of time appeared in front of Ling Feng.
"when"
This time, the sharp claws were repulsed, and even the war spear was bent, unable to penetrate even an inch.
Double stone.
The huge force weighing 500,000 kilograms was completely crushing and violent. Even the Holy Light could not break it. Under this huge force, Ling Feng pushed the two-layer stone horizontally as if he was in an uninhabited land.
.
"Rumble..."
The ice and snow collapsed, the war spear was bent, and the sharp claws were broken. The martial saint finally showed a frightened light. He was shaking all over, and tears of pain were about to flow down.
What is that? How could you be so violent?
Even two Martial Saints were blocked, the light was dim, and an overwhelming force almost tore off his arm. It was not just as simple as being violent?!
"Physical cultivation, this is physical cultivation. With a weapon in hand, I have the world!" The martial saint said with an moved face.
"Old man, suffer death!"
Ling Feng's eyes were blood red. He picked up the double stone and used it as a sharp blade. He attacked from the bottom up. Even dodging was very laborious within a range of ten feet, and Ling Feng used his mental power to attack.
Kill him and get out.
It can be said that if he had not revealed his identity as a spiritual master before, the Martial Saint might have been seriously injured, but now the latter has taken precautions. The holy light is shrouded in a rainbow of momentum, which isolates the spiritual power, so he must be careful everywhere.
The most frightening thing is that the war spear is thrown out, forming an invisible killing force around the body, making it impossible for even the master-level telekinesis to advance!
This was also the first time that Ling Feng suffered a loss after becoming a Grandmaster. Even the first soul refining technique ended without any problem.
It is true that the combat power of warriors is relatively weaker than that of physical practitioners and spiritual masters. However, when a person condenses this combat power to the extreme and integrates it with flesh and blood and body, it is possible to reach the level of combat power that is telepathy.
Of course, this situation is difficult to happen, because even the God of War cannot do it.
The old man in front of him was just a passive defense. Even so, Ling Feng was frightened. He was too difficult to fight and too resistant to fight.
In the past, he thought he was the only one like this, but now he realized that as people get older, their skin becomes thicker.
"With a strength comparable to half a million kilograms, I'm afraid the Martial Saint will suffer a loss when facing you, but you will still die in the end and no one can save you."
The Martial Saint's expression was extremely serious.
He took a deep breath, and two rays of holy light burst out into bright flames. He used all his strength to move the war spear, causing it to enlarge and become as long as three feet and as thick as his thigh.
A clanging stab!
Shocking!
"when!"
Ling Feng held the double stone in his hand and pushed it out, while the Martial Saint shook it with his war spear. The two exploded with astonishing power. The burning flames above, the physical aura and the holy light collided, forming clusters of flames, which turned into
A mushroom cloud emerged and soared upwards.
"boom!"
However, at this moment, Ling Feng suddenly frowned and smiled, and his eyebrows suddenly clenched, as if an invisible big hand was holding his throat. The faint rainbow light that flew out suddenly burst into a thin layer of holy light, silently.
The breath exploded three feet in front of the Martial Saint.
The powerful storm of mental power made Wu Sheng's vision darken and he almost fell to the ground.