Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 122 Crush!

As soon as Jing Wuxue said this, there was an uproar among the crowd.

It turned out that a ruthless person like Jing Wuxue actually had time to compromise.

After all, he still didn't dare to really make a big deal out of it.

Fighting against each other is nothing more than a small fight, but if hundreds of people participate, it will definitely alarm the head of the sect.

At that time, even if Lin Canglang is his master, he will definitely not favor him.

Over the years, those new disciples have been too resigned, and when everyone really rose up to resist, they realized all the power, but it was just a paper tiger.

Finally, Ling Feng stopped ten steps away from Jing Wuxue.

With such a compromise from Jing Wuxue, those deacons and elders who were still watching from a distance thought that Ling Feng might choose to make a major incident smaller. There is a [-]% chance of winning.

Although there were many people behind Ling Feng, most of them were new disciples who had just joined the inner sect. They only had the Qi Condensation Realm, and they couldn't compare with those who were strong in the Pulse Condensation Realm.

What's more, the elites behind Jing Wuxue are all masters of the late stage of the Pulse Condensation Realm at the sixth level of the Pulse Condensation Realm, which is completely different from the Jagged Alliance members they fought before.

Under everyone's gaze, they only saw a disdainful arc on the corner of Ling Feng's mouth.

"If the Jagged Alliance is not disbanded, then you, go to die!"

Ling Feng slowly drew out his Scarlet Fire and Golden Wind Sword, a faint red light emerged, with a domineering blazing heat, slowly swept away.

The true qi of the earth fire was attached to the long sword, the treasured sword of the scarlet fire and golden wind sword, and the rolling heat hit it. The disciples around immediately felt as if they were in a magma hell, and sweat flowed down.

The earth fire true qi emanated by the earth fire spar, naturally contained the artistic conception of raging flames. Before the sword came out, the scorching heat had already spread rapidly centered on Ling Feng.

When the hot air and the warm air met, the air seemed to turn into fluid, blurring his figure, like a mass of crimson flames, jumping around him silently, giving people an incomparable and terrifying feeling .

Among the crowd, Lin Xian'er was once again deeply shocked and extremely astonished.

She originally thought that if Ling Feng did more, he would get some ordinary heaven and earth spirits to complete the spirit injection, but judging from the artistic conception of the zhenqi radiating, it is definitely the top grade of fire attribute heaven and earth spirits!
"You!" Jing Wuxue's complexion changed slightly, he was a strong man at the tenth level of the Pulse Condensation Realm, but in front of Ling Feng, he actually felt that his true energy was completely suppressed.

Regardless of the degree of condensedness or the quality of his true energy, he was completely crushed by Ling Feng.

It's no wonder that the kung fu he practiced is "Wen Xian Zong's "Wen Xian Qi Refining Jue", which can barely be regarded as a yellow-level kung fu. Same day.

Therefore, even though Jing Wuxue is a top genius in Wenxianzong, it is a pity that he does not even have the qualifications to enter the Celestial Academy.

His tenth level of Pulse Condensation Realm means that in the eyes of third-rate sects like Wen Xianzong, he can be regarded as a master, but compared with those real geniuses, he is not worth mentioning at all.

A cold light flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and he slashed out with a sword.

boom!
In the air, there was a roar of air explosion.

Ling Feng slashed out with a sword, and on the blade, it seemed like a raging fire was ignited. In an instant, like a flaming long whip, he whipped out fiercely, and slashed fiercely towards Jing Wuxue's neck.

At this time, everyone realized that Ling Feng's strength had far exceeded their imagination.

He didn't even pay attention to the number one expert in the inner sect.

overbearing!

Contempt for the dominance of the world!
"clang!"

Jing Wuxue asked Xianzong's number one swift sword, and immediately drew out the long sword, swinging away Ling Feng's blade, his complexion instantly became solemn.

With a turn of Ling Feng's sword, he attacked with the setting sun sword technique, leaving no room for Jing Wuxue to breathe at all.

"Boy, don't be so self-righteous!"

Jing Wuxue let out a loud shout, unleashed his kung fu, and drew out his sword!
clang!
The two swords collided, colliding together without fancy.

In the next instant, a terrifying wind erupted from the center of the collision of the two swords, sweeping wantonly with a scorching aura.

Those Jagged Alliance elites standing nearby were caught off guard and were almost blown away like straw in a strong wind.

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on the pair of swords fighting.

pedal!pedal!pedal!
Jing Wuxue retreated three steps violently. With each step, his footprints stepped deeply on the bluestone floor tiles, which shows how terrifying the force of the collision was.

As for Ling Feng, with a slight sway of his body on the spot, he let go of all his strength, without changing his face, his face was calm and calm.

Under one sword, the judge will be judged!

This……

Everyone was stunned. Jing Wuxue, who was at the peak of the Pulse Condensation Realm, was not the opponent of Ling Feng, who was at the peak of the Qi Condensation Realm?

There is a big gap between them!
Seeing this scene, the elites of the Jagged Alliance nearly popped their eyes.

As for the ordinary disciples behind Ling Feng, they were very excited.

Today, Ling Feng will definitely be able to completely eradicate the "cancer" of the Jagged Alliance!

"Damn, hate! Pfft!"

Jing Wuxue's face was flushed, and he stared at Ling Feng firmly. Because of the anger in his heart, he even raised his head and opened his mouth to spray a mist of blood, and his whole body shook violently.

It's been ten years!
Since he became an inner disciple of Wenxian Sect, he has not experienced such a shame and humiliation in ten years.

"Ling Feng, I want you to die!"

Jing Wuxue no longer cared about the sect leader's explanation, tightly grasped the willow-leaf sword as thin as a cicada's wing in his hand, shouted violently, and rushed out like a tiger descending a mountain.

"Is this the so-called one sword without blood?"

Ling Feng sneered, "Perhaps you only remember how to bully fellow sects and earn pills, but you don't know what swordsmanship is anymore!"

Indeed, Jing Wuxue's sword is still very fast, but it has become very unfamiliar.

This kind of swordsmanship, in Ling Feng's opinion, is even worse than garbage.

"Zheng!"

The sound of the sword surged, Ling Feng chatted with Xiaoyao Sword Step, and fought again with Jing Wuxue, "Listen, your sword is screaming! You are no longer worthy of being a swordsman!"

"Fuck your mother's fart!"

Jing Wuxue yelled violently, grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, and crazily stimulated the thick zhenqi in his body, "Chop! Chop! Chop!..."

Ling Feng's face remained unchanged, and what Jian Feng pointed at was like flowing water in his peers. He was relaxed and freehand, and resolved Jing Wuxue's powerful and heavy moves.

Dangdang Dangdang!
Amidst a series of clear clashing sounds, one could see Ling Feng and Jing Wuxue, one was like an angry beast, the other was like a stroll in a garden, the clouds were calm and the wind was light.

After a while, blood splashed!
Jing Wuxue's palm had already been knocked apart by his own strength, retreating steadily, and he couldn't even grasp the sword.

"Impossible! This is impossible, I am the number one expert in the inner sect!"

Jing Wuxue was like a wounded beast, roaring with all his strength, but in the end he was still under Ling Feng's sword, retreating again and again.

boom!
Ling Feng slashed with his sword, circles of blood-colored sword lights, and cut out amazing sword energy. In an instant, twelve thick sword lights slashed out, advancing side by side in the air, and the moment they hit Jing Wuxue, The sword light gathered like a bloody lotus.

This move is exactly the mysterious swordsmanship "Blood Lotus Sword Song" that Ling Feng learned from the black-armored cavalry general Long Xiao.

On the way back to Wenxianzong, Ling Feng had already "duplicated" it with the ability of the Eye of Heaven. This was the first time Ling Feng had used this sword technique, and it was enough to completely crush Jing Wuxue!

clang!
Amidst a loud noise, the willow leaf sword in Jing Wuxue's hand flew out, his whole body flew upside down, and hit the ground heavily.

boom!
Dust flying, blood splashing everywhere!
Jing Wuxue, dragging bloodstains, slid on the ground more than ten meters away, a face was completely deformed, blood spurted wildly from the mouth, and there were more than a dozen deep blood holes all over his body, blood splashed out like a fountain, already Turned into a ferocious blood man.

(End of this chapter)