Text_Chapter Six hundred and forty-four Burning - people must be absolutely!
The light from heaven and earth covered up the splendor of the underground palace.
With a "boom", the third stone fell to the ground, creating a big hole in the ground. A kid from the banker who didn't dodge in time was immediately killed without even having time to scream.
And above the sky, Ling Feng's body was burning like fire, the virtual light was shining one after another, and a fire flew out from the center, the momentum was overwhelming, the low ice and flames merged together, bursting out a unique
brilliance.
At this moment, Ling Feng held the broken blade in his hand, all the power of the six gods glowed, and the human martial arts also began to operate. From the ancient martial arts bloodline, it poured into the dark veins, and burst into the acupuncture points, constantly brewing.
"Ouch!"
The next moment, Ling Feng let out a long howl, and the broken blade was raised higher, reaching a point where people could look up at it. The virtual light above shone and turned into six layers of light. It was the overlapping of the power of the gods, just like the six layers of heaven and earth.
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Then, the Burning Ice Fire Seed also changed. It flew up to the Broken Blade, submerged into it in a flash, and then appeared above the Broken Blade, like an inlaid gem, shining brightly, but with a bone-chilling aura, and
The sky-burning flames began to burn and spread from the ice-burning fire seeds to the surrounding areas.
The entire broken blade was on fire.
Following this, Renjue changed. The power of the Six Paths Divine Void made it stronger than before, but it was definitely not as complete as the Burning Ice Fire Seed. The scorching waves of fire seemed to tear the world apart.
The earth shook, and the ripples formed a mushroom cloud storm, which exploded from the center and swept across the sky.
The world was in turmoil, burying Ling Feng and the ancestors of the Zhuang family. The terrifying light was still spreading outwards, and exploded one after another. Not to mention the Zhuang family, even the Anti-Gods were thrown away. Ao
Jiaoniao, Lin Yong, and Yunxi are all retreating.
Obviously, this wave of power has exceeded what they can bear. If they rush in rashly, it will be equivalent to committing suicide. Although they are worried about Ling Feng, they can only wait quietly at this moment.
People are absolutely burned!
The originally powerful killing move, like nirvana, became even more stunning at this moment. The ancestor of the Zhuang family was shocked. He did not expect that Ling Feng could perform such a move. Even Ling Feng himself was stunned.
Is this the glory that the power of ancient martial arts should have?
Burn - people will die!
"cut!"
At this moment, Ling Feng was so excited that he became violent, and his reverse transformation formed the most dazzling picture, representing death. He waved the broken blade with all his strength, and the force weighing more than a million kilograms poured down completely and vividly.
It was like a flood, like a giant beast from the wild, tearing through the sky and the earth. The light even broke through the blockade of the ripples, tearing them apart from the middle.
The ancestor of the banker's Sky-Swallowing Fist had reached its end and was completely weakened by the third stone. It was obviously unrealistic to use it again. He could only punch with all his strength and attack.
No matter what, the golden-winged roc's combat power should not be underestimated, and the magic stone had already flown over, so he retreated while fighting the enemy.
However, he still underestimated Ren Jue, no, it was Fen—Ren Jue!
"Tear!"
The raging flames tore through all the obstacles, leaving streaks of dark light in the sky, locking the ancestor of the banker and killing him in one fell swoop. Ling Feng's divine power was like wildfire, raging and burning.
Unstoppable.
Detached!
It was truly transcendent. When Ling Feng slashed with his blade, the power was beyond his control. With an irreversible trend, he attacked the ancestor of the banker with all his strength.
"Boom..."
The next moment, there was a huge explosion of breath. Everywhere the broken blade passed, there would be an explosion. The air could be seen with the naked eye. The profound energy of heaven and earth was collapsing, and the void was swaying and pulsating along with it.
When it slashed in front of the ancestor of the banker, the latter was shaken by the terror. However, before he had time to be surprised, the broken blade shot out from the air again, and it kept enlarging in his pupils like jumping.
"Resist me!"
He shouted loudly, and punched forward with both fists. The combat power of the golden-winged roc was pushed to the extreme by him. Vaguely, a roc was about to fly out, but it was soon cut off.
Already.
The broken blade slashed through.
"Pfft!" The golden-winged roc's combat power was broken, and the hands of the ancestor of the dealer were also shattered, but the broken blade did not stop there and continued to cut down.
"Uh-huh!" The ancestor of the banker yelled miserably, and a layer of fine blood beads oozed from his bald head.
Then, the broken blade slashed past him, and the Wu Zun gauntlet couldn't defend him, because people would hit it through the air, and there were as many ghosts as there were ghosts, which frightened him to the extreme.
"Pfft!" With a sound, the broken blade flew past.
Everything froze, and Ling Feng fell weakly to the ground, letting the terrifying storm tear his body apart. In just a moment, his flesh and blood were already mutilated.
His eyes were dim and dull. Fen Renjue drained his power and killed him out of control. The backlash also followed, shocking him.
The ripple storm was still exploding, but at the center of the storm, the banker's ancestor was frozen. The shock and fear on his face turned into silent reluctance.
He was unwilling to give in and died in the battle.
He was unwilling to accept that the banker had perished like this.
He was even more unwilling to die in the hands of a young man.
"Pfft..." Suddenly, his chest split open, extending from his shoulders to his abdomen. Even his dantian was cut open, and his vitality was cut off by that blade.
Then, he fell down and died with his eyes open.
Along with it fell the Banker's Villa and everything else.
"call!"
Ling Feng breathed heavily, and his orifices were bleeding. He was too seriously injured and was being eaten away by the storm. However, he had various pills, so he was not seriously injured and dying, but his appearance looked terrible.
It can be said that there were a lot of luck in this battle. If Lin Yong and Tsundere Bird hadn't fought to the death, he wouldn't have been able to kill the ancestor of the banker. If he didn't have a magic stone on his body, he could temporarily suppress the latter's terrifying battle.
Fist, I'm afraid they will still be the ones who fall.
People are absolutely burned!
However, the power is only comparable to that of a first-level Martial Lord. If it is really powerful, Ling Feng will still be killed in the end. But when the Tianshu Fist is exhausted, the ancestor of the Zhuang family has no chance.
"This is the power of ancient martial arts!" Ling Feng lay down in the storm, grinning. When he did not use ancient martial arts combat skills, the power of the gods was only slightly stronger than other holy lights.
But the three martial arts and the power of the gods are two different concepts when it comes to urging people to move. Lingfeng is also full of ambitions for the ancient martial arts tower. Maybe he can open the second door.
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Ye Xinran came to the Zhuang Villa. She was dressed in blood and looked so weak. There was a shocking wound on her body, but her expression was extremely anxious.
With a flash of her body, she arrived in front of Lin Yong, grabbed the collar of the latter's clothes, picked him up, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Where is the young master?"
"Young Master, the duel with the ancestor of the Zhuang family has entered the storm." Lin Yong said with an anxious voice and red eyes: "The ancestor of the Zhuang family is too strong, we can't resist it at all, and only the young master can resist it.
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"Damn it!"
Ye Xinran was furious. She had just fought against a second-level Martial Lord, and she knew deeply the gap between a Martial Lord and a Martial Saint. Although she didn't know how powerful the ancestor of the Zhuang family was, from the proud bird, Lin Yong's
It can be seen from the injury, the latter must be serious.
Although Ling Feng has condensed the power of ancient martial arts, can he resist it?
"call out!"
The next moment, Ye Xinran rushed straight into the ripple storm. The goddess's fighting power awakened and enveloped her whole body. She broke through the ripples and entered the middle.
"Ling Feng!"
Ye Xinran shouted anxiously, but the storm was so strong that her voice was drowned out in an instant, and even the goddess' combat power on her body was crumbling. After all, Fen Renjue was out of control, and the ancestor of the Zhuang family's Dantian
It was also torn apart, and the Martial Master's combat power also turned into pure heaven and earth profound energy and merged into the storm.
"Boohoo!"
She completely ignored her injuries, her eyes were red, and she didn't feel even the goddess's fighting power was shattered and ripples cut half of her body into a bloody mess.
Finally, after advancing a hundred meters, she saw the ancestor of the banker, but the latter had fallen to the ground and could no longer die. Then, her eyes looked at Ling Feng not far away.
He rushed over with a single stride.
"Ling Feng, how are you?" Ye Xinran felt a pain in his heart as he looked at the wounded and dying Ling Feng.
"Are you here?"
Ling Feng finally looked up from the storm, grinning bitterly, and then blood overflowed, mixed with his internal organs, and his cheeks turned gray.
"I'm dying."
He opened his mouth and spurted blood, and his body no longer looked like a human being. He said with difficulty: "I did a lot of wrong things in the past, so don't take it to heart."
After saying that, he took out a crystal bracelet with trembling hands, which exuded a faint halo of the moon. It was very beautiful, but at this moment, it was wrapped tightly in his hand to prevent it from being destroyed by the storm.
He put the bracelet on Ye Xinran's wrist and said seriously: "This is for you. I hope you won't refuse. Don't worry about the previous conflicts."
"Lingfeng, you..."
Ye Xinran's wrist trembled, and her pale and pretty face couldn't help but blush. This was the first time she was held by someone like this. Looking at the jade bracelet, her heart skipped a beat, but it was quickly suppressed.
"You won't refuse, right?" Ling Feng looked pained, but looked at Ye Xinran eagerly.
"No...no." Ye Xinran was stunned and said indifferently.
"That's good."
Ling Feng suddenly sat up and said, "Then let's get out quickly."
"..."
Ye Xinran's expression was happy at first, but then turned gloomy, and said coldly: "Didn't you say you were going to die?"
"It's just talk, don't take it seriously."
Ling Feng grinned and said, "By the way, if you accept the gift, the conflict between us will disappear."
"You have a beautiful idea!" Ye Xinran suddenly said with a sneer.
"How can you keep your words?" Ling Feng was anxious.