In the other direction in the void, Dongfang Ying could not help but frown slightly.
Obviously, the name Fang Lingtian would not be unfamiliar to him.
If it weren't for the cold poison that was once a stunning figure in the past, Fang Lingtian would already have the strength to rival a God-Emperor-level powerhouse, right?
But how could he, a dying person with cold poison in his body, suddenly appear here now?
"Do you know this little beast?"
Wu Haifeng squinted his eyes, looked at Mo Wangchen, and then at Fang Lingtian, who was standing side by side with him. Obviously, the other party would suddenly appear, and he had been prepared for this.
Why did Fang Lingtian, who was suffering from cold poison, suddenly appear here? I don’t care about that for the moment, but how could a peerless figure like him, who was so dominating, get to know Ling Changkong, a young man from the real world?
Not only Wu Haifeng, but everyone including Dongfang Ying at this moment couldn't figure out what was going on.
"Has your strength already reached the third level of Ancient God Realm..."
Feeling the majestic and terrifying aura on Fang Lingtian's body, Wu Haifeng frowned even more. He just felt that something must have happened that he didn't know about.
"The grievances you have accumulated over the years must be settled tonight. Wu Haifeng, stop talking nonsense and let me see how much your strength has changed over the past few decades."
The old city lord obviously didn't want to say much. The murderous intent had already appeared in his eyes, and as he spoke, his aura had already reached its peak.
"Although I don't know what your relationship is with this little beast, tonight, I want to kill him, and you can't stop me. Fang Lingtian, I don't believe that the cold poison in your body has really been resolved, so let me see what you are like.
How long can I hold on?"
Wu Haifeng snorted coldly and stopped talking nonsense. The frantic aura around him was already brewing to the extreme, causing the space to become distorted.
A terrifying energy gathered in his palm, and when he shot it out, the majestic palm force was like a huge wave, destroying the void, and wherever it passed, a large area of space collapsed.
If this palm could disintegrate everything, the scene would be horrifying, and the whole world would lose its color.
"Old City Lord, please stop this person. Dongfang Ying is nothing to worry about. Just leave it to me to deal with him alone."
At the same time, Mo Wangchen secretly transmitted the message, and the aura on his body instantly climbed to its peak. He jumped up and reached the infinite height, and the general situation around him began to surge wildly, causing the situation to change.
Fang Lingtian frowned slightly. To be honest, it was not difficult for him to stop Wu Haifeng, but here, there was an Dongfang Ying watching him. After all, this was also a supreme powerhouse who had entered the third level of the Ancient God.
Can Mo Wangchen really be able to resist it?
Although there was some worry in his heart, Fang Lingtian could no longer think about it anymore. The supreme divine power surged and was condensed in his palm, and then he shot it fiercely under the eyes of everyone in the city.
"Rumble..."
The war broke out in an instant. Two majestic palm forces collided like hurricanes, stirring up the wind and clouds in all directions. At this moment, it seemed as if the entire Longyan City began to tremble. The terrifying fluctuations that erupted during the collision,
The void was shattered, and terrifying abyss emerged one after another.
"Suffer death!"
At the same time, in the other direction of the void, Dongfang Ying's body flashed quickly. In the blink of an eye, he came to the front not far away from Mo Wangchen. He pressed hard with his palm, and a big purple-black hand crushed him in the void.
Shatter the space, just like the ancient gods and demons used it, and shoot Mo Wangchen into a blood mist on the spot.
"cut!"
Daotian's sword slashed out, and the purple-black sword light shone like it cut across the sky. In the blink of an eye, it chopped off the big hand in the void and turned it into a boundless air wave sweeping the sky in all directions.
"You don't know how to live or die, no wonder you dare to be so confident. It turns out that Fang Lingtian is secretly helping me, but now, can you still stop me by yourself?"
Dongfang Ying sneered. In his opinion, it would be easy for him to crush Mo Wangchen to death, and the other party would only have to struggle at most.
After all, it was able to kill the three Tianxuan brothers, which shows that the Daotian Sword in Mo Wangchen's hand is still somewhat powerful. It was also within Dongfang Ying's expectation that it could block his palm.
But he didn't think that Mo Wangchen could block one blow and continue to block his second and third blows.
"Stop talking nonsense, if you have any skills, just use them. Tonight, you will become the first dead soul with the strength of the third level of the Ancient God Realm under my Taoist Sword!"
Mo Wangchen snorted coldly, and slashed out with his sword again. Facing Dongfang Ying, he not only did not retreat, but took the initiative to attack. The purple-black sword light shocked all directions, just like the ancient gods and demons, it was astonishing and powerful, approaching
The shadow of the east moves away.
"Crack!"
Dongfang Ying stretched out his palm fingers, and then pinched it hard in the air. In an instant, before the sword light approached, it was crushed to pieces by him in the air and dissipated.
"You really don't know how to live or die. How come you still want to kill me, Ling Changkong? I don't care what your status and reliance are in the real world. This is the world of my God Clan. I will kill you like an ant!"
He squeezed out the sword light, stepped into the air, and rushed towards Mo Wangchen. The aura on his body became more and more overbearing, and he kept pressing towards Mo Wangchen, seeming to suppress Mo Wangchen in place with 'power'
.
"call……"
Mo Wangchen breathed out slowly. After all, Dongfang Ying was a strong man at the third level of the Ancient God Realm. Under the pressure of the other party, even Mo Wangchen couldn't help but feel a lot of pressure, making him feel like
It was as oppressive as facing a collapsing snow mountain.
"Want to overpower me? Unless you are a strong man at the level of a God Emperor, otherwise everything will be in vain."
Mo Wangchen snorted coldly, and immediately activated the Divine Sea, and a steady stream of divine power poured out from it, protecting him around his body and isolating Dongfang Ying's pressing force from outside.
The oppressive feeling suddenly diminished a lot at this moment.
"Condensation!"
The Taoist Sword in his hand slashed out horizontally, condensing the sword's law. The purple-black sword light distorted the void, and with astonishing supreme power, it slashed straight towards Dongfang Ying.
"Fudo Myooh!"
Dongfang Ying snorted coldly, and a burst of bright golden light suddenly erupted from his body, turning into a hard and thick barrier to protect him.
"Crack!"
The sword light struck down like an egg hitting a stone. Not only did it fail to break the golden barrier, but it broke instantly like a divine sword hitting the Nine Heavens Divine Iron.
"The Celestial Clan's Fudo Myooh Technique?!"
Below Longyan City, many people could not help but be surprised.
Obviously, what Dongfang Ying was performing at this moment was one of the two great divine arts of the Celestial Clan. This was a rare body protection technique in the world. The golden barrier was unbreakable and nothing could shake it.
Such a rare body-protecting magical skill has always been passed down only to direct descendants of the Celestial Clan.
What people didn't expect was that Dongfangying also learned it?
"The power of your sword is indeed not weak, but unfortunately, in front of my Fudo Mingwang Jue, no attack can hurt me. Ling Changkong, accept your fate. You will definitely die tonight."
Dongfang Ying was bathed in the golden holy light barrier, like an ancient god, and his extremely cold voice was clearly transmitted to Mo Wangchen's ears.
ps: There is a small problem in the first two chapters. Dongfang Ying is a member of the Celestial God Clan. He was invited by the Celestial God Emperor and became the Supreme Guest. I accidentally wrote it as the Vulcan Clan. Sorry, I would like to remind you.