Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 1364 Heaven Punishing Eight Swords! (4 more)
"Ahhh!"

Wang Ruquan was at a disadvantage, roared endlessly, his eyes were about to split open, and he stared at Ling Feng.

"Red Blood—Eight Desolation Slash!"

Wang Ruquan let out a roar, and the blood light all over his body once again flourished to three points, and his chest and heart were like a blood-colored sun, overwhelming the sun's rays, and radiating in all directions.

Under the blood god transformation, his entire body glowed with an incomparably dazzling bloody light, and the bloody long sword in his hand buzzed and trembled violently.

It seems that an extremely terrifying ultimate move is brewing!
Immediately afterwards, the blood light all over his body condensed on the long sword, directly turning into a blood sword more than ten feet long, and hit like a violent storm.

Ling Feng was in the midst of it, like a raging boat, in danger of being destroyed in an instant.

Everyone in the viewing platform is breathing hard and their blood is boiling.

Ling Feng, this shocking dark horse, gave them infinite shock.

Let this battle, which should have been without suspense, be full of twists and turns of thrills and excitement.

"The Crimson Blood Eight Desolation Slash was forced out! This fellow Wang Ruquan has already played his last card."

Lin Mu took a deep breath, and said slowly, "However, as long as Brother Ling survives the terrifying eight swords, and then when Wang Ruquan is exhausted, it will be easy to defeat him."

"The eight swords..." Ning Guichen's eyes were full of seriousness, "I don't dare to take it hard!"

"Blood God Transformation plus Scarlet Blood Eight Desolation Slash... That guy is simply crazy!"

Feng Ling shook her head slightly. After this battle, no matter whether she wins or loses, Wang Ruquan's vitality will be seriously injured, and she will lie on the bed for half a year.

However, he couldn't afford to lose this battle.

If he loses the Yin-Yang Soul Jade, his achievements in this life may come to an end.

When everyone was shocked and exclaimed, Wang Ruquan had already published a book brazenly.

Crimson Blood Eight Desolation Slash, impenetrable, one slash is more powerful than the other.

For the first slash, Ling Feng raised his hand and slashed his sword, and with one move, Liao Huo Liaotian, the blood slash collapsed!
In the second cut, the ground and water broke through the army, and collapsed again.

……

The fourth cut, thousands of swords return to the original, tit for tat!
The fifth cut, the blade is frozen and the sky is sealed by ice and snow!
Every time Wang Ruquan slashes, Ling Feng corresponds to a sword. Even in the state of blood god transformation, Ling Feng can smash Wang Ruquan's blood slash with every slash, with ease, from the beginning to the end, without any embarrassment panic.

With red blood and eight wastes, fighting against Ling Feng's Eight Swords of Heaven and Heaven is almost a crushing and defeating situation!

"No! Impossible!"

Wang Ruquan's pupils shrank into a needle, infinite panic swept through his heart.

My current strength is already infinitely close to the limit of the second-stage Emperor. With such an explosion at any cost, can't I even barely draw with Ling Feng?
How is this possible!
Ling Feng is clearly just a small Divine Sea Realm!

"The last cut, if you have the ability, you can break it for me again!"

Wang Ruquan's eyes were about to burst, and he looked like he was insane. The blood in his body was almost gushing out under such a super load.

"as you wish!"

Ling Feng's expression remained unchanged, the seven swords in front of him were completed in one go, and it was already the eighth form of the Zhutian Sword Art.

Rumble!
The terrifying thunder erupted from the destruction of all directions, the sky and clouds swept across, the thunder roared, and there was a loud bang that shook the sky, rumbling and overwhelming, as if several thunders descended on the East Spirit Immortal Pool.

So much so that even the heavenly world of Dongling Immortal Pond can feel this huge movement.

Since the awakening of Sword Soul Xiaobai, Ling Feng has indeed initially grasped the essence of the Eight Swords Unity, but this does not mean that the separate Tianzhu Sword Art is not strong.

Every move, every style contains the majesty of heaven and earth. Even though the strength of almost two great realms has been suppressed, Ling Feng still dares to rely on this swordsmanship to face Wang Ruquan head-on.

This is the Heaven Punishing Sword Art, which can be punished by heaven and earth, not to mention a mere limitless emperor.

Boom boom boom!
The entire arena was almost destroyed under the profound thunder. The Crimson Blood Eight Desolation Slash that was close at hand, that extremely powerful slash, was annihilated like dust amidst the rolling thunder.

"puff!--"

Wang Ruquan spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered and almost fell to the ground.

The strongest one cut, also easily destroyed!
"I didn't lose!!"

At the time of defeat, Wang Ruquan roared like a wild dog.

"Let's fight again! Blood God Transformation!!"

With his vitality exhausted, he is unwilling to admit defeat, but he has bet his fate!

"At the end of the crossbow! Can you still fight?"

The corners of Ling Feng's mouth curled up, and he stood with his hands behind his back, facing Wang Ruquan's direction, and breathed lightly.

"Oh!"

This breath was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Wang Ruquan trembled all over, and his whole body, as if he had lost his bones, collapsed to the ground.

Then, like a ball, it rolled down the ring and lay on the ground like a dead dog.

Ling Feng retracted his sword and stood up, while Xiaobai retreated within the ten directions of destruction. Although he won this battle, it was a tragic victory. With continuous use of the Eight Heaven-Puting Swords, his primordial strength, physical strength, and spiritual power were almost on the verge of being exhausted. In such a state, if Wang Ruquan could really fight again, Ling Feng might not be able to persist.

"Ling Feng won!"

I don't know who it was, let out a loud roar, and immediately after that, the audience erupted.

"Ling Feng! Ling Feng!!—"

Countless outer disciples shouted Ling Feng's name loudly.

Ling Feng, as an outer disciple, was able to fight against adversity, defeating the powerful Wang Ruquan in one fell swoop, and defeating the strong man on the star list.

As outer disciples, they also have a sense of honor.

Outer disciples can be so powerful!

His popularity reached its peak in an instant, becoming a legend unmatched by the outer disciples, and the object of admiration and pursuit by countless outer disciples.

"Won!"

Fang Wen clenched her fists excitedly, as if in a dream. Back then, she chose to attach herself to Ling Feng and become his maidservant. This was probably the wisest decision she had ever made in her life!

"As expected of Brother Ling!"

Lin Mu grabbed the shoulders of Ning Guichen and Yu Linglong who were beside him, and burst out laughing.

"Well! So strong!"

Yu Linglong's pretty face turned red, in fact, this kind of battle seemed normal to her.

After all, although on the surface, Yu Linglong is just a shy little girl, but in fact, she once had a terrifying record of killing the No. 7 powerhouse on the Fortune Star List!
If it wasn't for her being introverted and unwilling to compete, I'm afraid, with the strange power contained in her body, she would be qualified to compete for the top five on the Fortune Star List!

"Junior Brother Ling's strength is indeed beyond expectations. He can now replace him and become No. 70 on the Good Fortune Star List. I believe that the high-level sect will never ignore him. He will ascend to the heavens in a short time. Become an inner disciple!"

"Not only that, I don't know how many elders are vying to accept him as a direct disciple!"

Lin Mu felt complacent, "Hey, my sister didn't take Ling Feng into the Earth Spirit Hall at that time, and now I'm sure my intestines are green with regret!"

Li Fei, on the other hand, seemed to understand something from Ling Feng's swordsmanship. She stood there blankly, and was completely shocked by Ling Feng's eight heaven-killing swords.

In the distance, a trace of solemnity flashed in Feng Ling's eyes, and she retreated quietly: "I should tell Elder Gui about this matter as soon as possible, there is no need to waste time by leaving this Ling Feng at the outer door."

(End of this chapter)