"Is it the Jiuyang Grand Mudra of the prefecture-level martial arts? Senior Brother Liu will definitely win now!"
The disciples of the Sun Moon Star Sect showed a hint of excitement in their eyes and said quickly.
Ling Xiao's eyes also moved. He also knew the martial arts of Nine Yang Maha Mudra. It was famous for its unparalleled ferocity and contained the most powerful divine power. If it exploded with all its strength, it would even be stronger than the Vajra Demon Subduing Fist.
However, although the Nine-Yang Mahamudra is strong, Liu Yang has not yet reached perfection in his cultivation, and he may still be much worse when facing Leng Feng.
Boom!
The fist light and the sword light collided, the void rumbled, and the endless sword light swept across all directions. The nine bright suns in the void crossed the sky, destroying all the sword light, and suppressed it towards Leng Feng.
"I knew it, hahaha... Senior Brother Liu is going to win!"
A Sun Moon Star Sect disciple said in surprise.
They had just felt Leng Feng's cultivation at the sixth level of Grand Master Realm, which made them both shocked and jealous. Leng Feng was younger than many of them, but his cultivation was stronger than them, which made them, the usually aloof disciples of the Holy Land, very proud. Get hit.
Now, seeing that Leng Feng was about to lose, they all felt an inexplicable sense of pleasure in their hearts.
However, Leng Feng's expression did not change at all, still cold and indifferent.
boom!
Among the broken sword lights in the void, an aura of destruction rose up slowly. Leng Feng was filled with sword intent, pure and powerful, and actually echoed the aura of destruction in the void.
A black blade appeared on top of Leng Feng's head. The sharp aura made people feel chilled all over just by looking at it.
"Destroy the ultimate sword!"
As Leng Feng's cold voice sounded, the sword light above his head moved instantly.
Whoosh!
It was as if a celestial river stretched across the sky, white and flawless, reaching its extreme, instantly shattering the nine-day sky phenomenon formed by the Nine Yang Grand Hand Seal.
The sword trembled, emitting a mysterious luster in the void, like a white line, parting the sky, breaking through the darkness, and slashed down towards Liu Yang.
"What?!"
Liu Yang's expression changed drastically. He felt a fatal crisis approaching. The hairs all over his body stood up, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
It was clear that Leng Feng's sword was shattered by his Nine Yang Hand Seal, but what was this fleeting sword light?
Liu Yang had no time to think about it. The dark golden light in his hand flashed and he punched out in the air.
Click!
Leng Feng split open Liu Yang's fist seal with a knife, and struck his fist with an iron gaze. Suddenly, a bright rune flashed, and a bloody light flew up.
Liu Yang was struck by lightning, and his red robe was shattered. His face was extremely pale, and he was slashed dozens of feet away by Leng Feng's knife. His eyes were full of fear.
His palms were dripping with blood and filled with sharp knife intent, and the gloves on his palms had also become dimmed and suffered heavy injuries.
This glove was Liu Yang's only high-grade treasure. It was so damaged that it made Liu Yang feel extremely painful.
At the same time, he was also very happy in his heart. If it weren't for the gloves on his palms, I'm afraid this hand would have been chopped off by Leng Feng!
How could there be such terrifying sword skills in the world?
Tolerating the heaven and the earth, destroying the sky, my sword is incomparable, I am invincible!
The scene was deathly silent.
Especially the disciples of the Sun Moon Star Sect, who were still cheering at first, but now they seemed to be strangled by the neck, their eyes were wide open, and they couldn't believe their eyes.
Senior Brother Liu was actually defeated? He was defeated at the hands of an unknown young man, which made them feel like they were in a dream.
The disciples of the Eternal Life Sect, after experiencing a brief shock, all began to cheer and jump for joy, looking at Ling Xiao with eyes filled with admiration.
Ling Xiao's men are so powerful, how could their Holy Son be weak? I'm afraid it will only be stronger!
"Now, I want to ask, are you convinced?"
Ling Xiao looked at Liu Yang who looked in disbelief, with a calm expression, and returned the questions they asked Deng Yalin intact.
Liu Yang's face showed a trace of embarrassment and anger, but his eyes looking at Leng Feng were full of fear and fear.
"Ling Xiao, what are you so arrogant about? If you have the ability to fight me yourself and let others take action, what kind of ability do you have?"
Liu Yang said loudly with a stern expression.
"Fight with me, are you sure?"
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and a bright light flickered.
Xia Huang and others also looked strange. Could it be that Liu Yang was really out of his mind? He couldn't even defeat Leng Feng, but he still wanted to fight Ling Xiao?
However, Ling Xiao's appearance is indeed very deceptive. He is dressed in white and has a slender figure. Although his temperament is very chic and handsome, he looks like a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. His smile is delicate and bright, and he does not look like a genius with strong cultivation.
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"Of course, if you take action in person, if I can't defeat you within three moves, I will lose!"
After being glanced at by Ling Xiao, Liu Yang felt his heart tremble, as if he was being stared at by some powerful beast, but he was not willing to lose face like this, so he took courage and said.
No matter how strong this fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy is, how strong can he be?
Boom!
At this moment, a flaming chariot came across the sky in the distance, exuding an ancient and powerful aura.
Zhao Ritian stood on top of the flaming chariot, wearing a golden robe and standing with his hands behind his back, a look of arrogance on his face.
"Senior Brother Zhao, why are you here?"
Liu Yang and others' eyes flashed, and they suddenly showed expressions of great surprise and shouted quickly.
Whoosh!
Zhao Ritian took the flaming chariot back into the storage treasures, jumped down from the void, and landed next to Ling Xiao.
"Ling Xiao, how can you be willing to return the Nine Heavens Transformation Grass to me?"
Zhao Ritian ignored Liu Yang and others, licked his face and walked up to Ling Xiao, trying his best to put on a smile.
Liu Yang and other Sun Moon Star Sect disciples were slightly startled. What is going on? Why did Zhao Ritian get together with Ling Xiao?
"Senior Brother Zhao, do you know Ling Xiao? He has ruined Zhao Hai's cultivation and made rude remarks to our Sun Moon Star Sect. He also asked Senior Brother Zhao to make the decision for us. Let me teach this boy a lesson!"
Liu Yang bowed his hands to Zhao Ritian and said respectfully.
"Destroy Zhao Hai? He is already a bastard, I am not surprised at all! But are you sure you want to fight him?"
Zhao Ritian glanced at the red-robed young man whose cultivation had been abolished, and looked at Liu Yang in surprise.
"I want a fair fight with him, Senior Brother Zhao, do you have any questions?"
Liu Yang was a little confused when Zhao Ritian looked at him.
Zhao Ritian glared at Liu Yang and said, "Is your kid out of his mind? Didn't Senior Sister Yueshen tell you about it? Even Snake Tianluo from the Ten Thousand Beast Sect was defeated by Ling Xiao. Do you think that?
Are you stronger than Snake Tianluo?"
"What? She Tianluo was really defeated by Ling Xiao?"
Liu Yang and other Sun Moon Star Sect disciples' expressions changed.