They fell from the sky, like a destructive storm, causing huge shock waves in the canyon. Waves of air tore apart the mountains and rivers, and poured down like water.
"Boom!"
Ling Feng took a step back, and the third stone emitted sparkling light. What surprised him was that the huge force weighing more than two million kilograms was actually resisted by the holy soul. However, the soul saint also paid for it.
The price of blood.
His whole body was blown away, his mouth exploded, his bones were cracked, and blood was flowing down his arm.
"This is your best effort."
Soul Saint sneered. Although he grimaced in pain, his eyes were very sinister. Ever since he entered the Three Wildernesses, he had never suffered such a big loss at the hands of a warrior. He had attacked several times in succession without any results, and even himself
Injured.
This made him, who was cold and arrogant, intolerable.
"You talk a lot of nonsense."
Ling Feng was carrying the third heavy stone, squinting at the Soul Saint, completely ignoring the Martial Lord. Surrounded by the power of the seven gods, he seemed to be the reincarnation of the Martial God.
"I hope you can still laugh later!"
Soul Saint was furious, and his face became even more sinister, but he didn't show it on his face.
He slowly flew up, and the dark lightning on his body flashed out with a "click" sound, floating above his head. The double axes in his hands struck the void eighteen times in a row. Each ax head was very heavy, and they were a form of body refining in themselves.
A warrior's weapon becomes even more brilliant under the influence of the Soul Saint.
"boom!"
When the eighteen ax heads emerged from the sky, the entire canyon dimmed.
It wasn't that the sky had darkened, but that the axes were too bright. They formed the shape of a person. His body was hazy in the dim light, and his appearance couldn't be clearly seen. However, the sharp aura was rising from the ground, trying to break through the world.
"God of War!"
At this moment, Ling Feng's expression changed, and he took a step back abruptly, and the power of the gods boiled further. When the Martial God appeared, he understood that it was not just a pair of axes, but also a Martial God brand.
, as long as it is sacrificed, it can poke a hole in the sky.
However, he also saw that although the Soul Saint was powerful, he still could not bring out the true divine power of the Martial God Brand. At most, it was at the peak of the first-level Martial Lord, but it was much more powerful than the previous attack, unless it was
A monster genius like Ye Xinran, otherwise, at the level of first-level Martial Lord, there are really not many people who can defeat Soul Saint.
"Suffer death!"
When the Martial God's brand flew out, Soul Saint's eyes were burning. This was an invincible blow. Not only the Martial Saint fell at his feet, but even the Martial Lord was panicking. Although the young man in front of him was a bit abnormal, he couldn't even think of cutting him into pieces.
Brand of the God of War.
He pressed down hard with both axes, and the surging force poured into the God of War brand crazily. The next moment, the figure opened its eyes.
"boom!"
That glance made the air explode, and a crazy momentum swept through the world.
He seemed to wake up, scorning the world, and the aura of the God of War was fully displayed, which made Ling Feng feel scared. Although it did not have a substantial attack, in terms of aura, Ling Feng had already lost.
"God of War?"
Ling Feng was startled at first, and then quickly calmed down. He smiled coldly and said: "Unfortunately, he is not a real Martial God yet. I have even killed the Martial God when I was young, and this one is worthy of me."
After saying that, the third weight of stone violently smashed down, and the huge weight pulled out a dark path of light in the void.
"Boom!"
However, this time it was beyond Ling Feng's expectations. The God of War mark was very wild. He raised his hand to press it down, and a surging and violent force turned into eighteen palm prints soaring into the sky. With one palm press down, the triple stone would be weakened.
A few minutes later, when all eighteen palms were pressed down, the whole world was overturned.
"Bang!"
The seventeenth palm brought the third heavy stone to an abrupt halt, while the eighteenth palm knocked it back and smashed it towards Ling Feng. Ling Feng tried hard to hit it, but was shocked and his energy and blood rolled towards him.
After taking two steps back, his expression became completely serious.
That palm mark was so ghostly, fast, and domineering. Although the Martial God did not have the power of a true Martial God, his precise vision and powerful control were definitely not comparable to that of the Soul Saint. In this aspect, Ling Feng also suffered a big loss.
"But still, today is your memorial day!"
Soul Saint laughed secretly, his body was full of energy, being absorbed by the God of War brand, and his whole face was pale. Therefore, the laughter was like a ghost, making people's hair stand on end.
Then, the Martial God's Brand fell from the sky, and he stepped in front of Ling Feng in one step, stepping down hard with both feet.
Trample to death!
It was obvious that Soul Saint had always been resentful about Ling Feng stepping on his name, and this move was undoubtedly intended to trample Ling Feng under his feet in the same way.
This is the greatest humiliation!
"You want to trample me to death."
Ling Feng's face was full of disdain, and the third stone was thrown over unceremoniously. Then, his dantian flew into the clouds, and the broken blade emerged in a gorgeous light, with the Burning Ice Fire Seed shining on it.
"call!"
The next moment, it bloomed and turned into a round Tai Chi in the divine veins of the void.
"boom!"
The Martial God Brand was resisted. Although it tried its best to blast away the triple stone, when the broken blade appeared, he was not so calm. With a "tear", one of the Martial God Brand's feet was split.
scars.
No blood flew out, only the virtual light could be seen spreading.
"Uh-huh!"
At the same time, Soul Saint let out a scream, his face was ferocious, as if someone had slashed him with a machete, and bright red blood flowed out of his left foot.
"Have you integrated yourself into the God of War brand?"
Ling Feng's eyes flashed, and he instantly understood that the Brand of the God of War was extraordinary. If he wanted to maximize his terrifying combat power, he naturally had to integrate all his spiritual power and force into it. Soul Saint did it even better. He used his essence and blood to
After refining, a ray of virtual body was separated and integrated into the brand of the God of War.
It can be said that the brand of the God of War is his virtual body.
The problem is that at his current level, he cannot yet exert the power of the Martial God Brand, and once the Martial God Brand is killed, he will be seriously injured and dying.
"So what? You will definitely die today!" Soul Saint's face was ferocious.
He slowly spread his hands and activated the Martial God Brand. Suddenly, a stream of light palms shot down from the sky. Each palm was as huge as a mountain and as heavy as a peak. Then, they all hit Ling Feng.
It was not a single gesture, but eighteen gestures, representing different powers, but blocking all Ling Feng's escape routes.
Magnificent and shocking!
There is no doubt that this is not Wu Zun's martial skill, but comes from the brand of Wu Zun and is a magical skill.
"Are you going to compete with me on the rhythm of magical skills?" Ling Feng smiled, with contempt on his face. Divine skills are unattainable for many warriors. Even martial arts at the martial master level are incomparable in the face of magical skills.
Short and invisible.
It is a monument!
Just the momentum alone can make it difficult for people to raise their heads, but Ling Feng is different. He is stunning in the world and can definitely look down on Wu Zun level martial arts. The following ones will be even more terrifying.
But these are not comparable to magical skills, so there is only one answer.
Heaven-cutting dagger!
"bass!"
A slight tremor burst out from Ling Feng's blood and turned into a dagger, flying out from his fingertips. Under the cover of the burning ice fire and the power of the seven gods, it shone brightly.
No true appearance is seen.
"Kill you to death with one knife!"
Ling Feng shouted loudly, extremely arrogantly, and roared extremely loudly.
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the Heaven-cutting Dagger flew out and tore the void directly, pulling out a long black light, but the black light was fleeting and the whole world seemed to have calmed down.
Palms of light rolled in, crushing the sky and the earth, causing the surrounding rocks to collapse even more seriously. Many warriors had already retreated far away, including Ye Xinran, Aojiao Bird and Ling Qing. This kind of battle involves
The power he gained was so terrifying that it simply couldn't be matched by Ling Qing and others.
At this moment, Ye Xinran also faced a mysterious martial master and was killing him with all his strength, having no time to care about Ling Feng.
"The wind is strong and the raindrops are light, it's useless!"
The Soul Saint looked up to the sky and laughed. He didn't feel any huge pressure or sharpness between heaven and earth at all. This meant that Ling Feng's ray of light had been destroyed by the light palm.
"Silence doesn't mean you have a gentle temper."
"Smiling doesn't mean you won't be angry!"
He raised his lowered eyes, and a sense of arrogance escaped from his eyes, like a wild horse roaring unbridled: "Just because it disappears, it doesn't mean it won't reappear!"
"choke!"
The sky was whispering, and a dagger flew out of the void. It was abrupt and restrained. The entire space seemed to be cut off. A void appeared below, letting it kill through the air, unstoppable!
Flash, across the air!
This is the true meaning of Heaven-cutting Dagger!
Although its momentum is not strong enough and it is not as bright as the magical skills, its sharpness is unstoppable by any magical skills!
It is like a king, aloof!
"laugh!"
A piece of void was pierced, and the Heaven-cutting Dagger disappeared again. At this moment, Soul Saint finally changed color, and his eyes became panicked. He wanted to step back, but it was obviously too late.
Cutting through the sky with a dagger!
Who can compete with him?
"call out!"
The Heaven-Jieting Dagger flew past the Soul Saint's body, like a flying knife that escaped from his hand, and disappeared into the void in the blink of an eye. No one could really see the dagger clearly.
"Huh, click..."
The light palm quickly took a picture, but when it was still three feet away from Ling Feng, it suddenly disintegrated and exploded into glass all over the sky. Immediately afterwards, the Martial God brand also cracked quickly, and a gust of wind blew by, and it dissipated.
.
"puff!"
It was only then that a blood line opened between Soul Saint's eyebrows. Thick blood, mixed with scarlet-white brain matter, flowed down his cheeks. His eyes looked desperate and sad.
Even though he tried his best, he still couldn't resist the dagger.
"That is a fierce weapon that defies the heavens!"
He wanted to raise his head to the sky and scream, letting everyone know that this kind of ferocious weapon was more terrifying than a magical weapon. As long as he was exposed, even the God of War would personally come to kill this young man.
Unfortunately, his throat squirmed but was drowned in blood.