Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 927 Strongest VS Strongest! (3 more)
Bang!
Fist to fist, the collision of strength and strength, the two figures each took a few steps back.

Xuanyuan Pozhen's face was serious, he stared at Ling Feng, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that you didn't do your best when you fought Yan Jinghong!"

"He is not qualified to let me use my full strength."

Ling Feng put Shi Fang Ju Mie in front of him, and his eyes locked on Xuanyuan Pozhen's figure cautiously.

The strength of this person is truly terrifying.

Ling Feng could feel that he was far from showing his true strength.

"You are indeed an interesting opponent. If I hadn't met you in this situation, I would even have hoped to become friends with you."

Xuanyuan Pozhen's momentum rose little by little, "However, you have the belief that you must win, and I will never allow the undefeated legend of the Royal Sword Team to end in my hands!"

"So, you and I, one must fall here!"

Ling Feng stood with his hands behind his back, silently mobilizing the true energy in his body. The previous battle was just a mutual test, but the next one was the real fight!

"Very good, I appreciate a direct opponent like you!"

The great golden sword in Xuanyuan Pozhen's hand was shining brilliantly, with streaks of golden light flowing around his body, gradually condensing into a giant sword of radiant golden light behind him.

"The Jinfeng Xuanjian is my original soul, the original soul of a sword with a metal attribute. From now on, I will not keep my hands."

With a sweep of the sword in Xuanyuan Pozhen's hand, under the boost of the primordial soul, his sword energy became even more violent and fierce.

Ling Feng took a deep breath, the soul of the attribute sword is an excellent soul, especially for a swordsman who specializes in swordsmanship, the soul of the sword with attributes can basically establish the foundation of the king of swordsmanship status.

A strong sharp energy erupted, and a bloodstain was wiped out on Ling Feng's cheek by the sharp sword energy.

"Sword Intent!"

Ling Feng's eyes focused, this Xuanyuan Pozhen can be said to be the opponent with the highest level of swordsmanship among geniuses of the same generation he has met, and his swordsmanship has actually reached the level of small perfection.

Even if it was me, in the Four Spirits Conferred God Stele, using evil spirits to sharpen the sword intent, he had only reached the level of the mastery of the dual sword intent.

Of course, his reincarnation sword intent and killing sword intent belonged to the rare sword intent in the world, and the difficulty of upgrading was naturally countless times higher than ordinary sword intent.

"it is good!"

Ling Feng slowly drew out Ten Fang Ju Miu. Facing such a powerful opponent, his body trembled with excitement. On the stage, two incomparably crisp sword chants sounded at the same time, one high-pitched, one tactful, and the second There are dragons looming all over the person, gathering and dispersing, ups and downs, and the air rushes to the sky.

This is a contest between the strongest Tianfeng Sword Team and the strongest Royal Sword Team.

The strongest against the strongest!
Everyone can feel that the battle between them has really begun!
Under the stage, there were distinct shouts and cheers one after another, the sound was like thunder, and it sounded uncontrollably like a volcanic eruption in the entire area of ​​Tianwei Square.

"Hmph, Ling Feng, in the hands of Xuanyuan Pozhen, you have no chance!"

The fourth prince's face returned to the original calm and complacency. Yes, although the strength shown by the Tianfeng Sword Team surprised him time and time again, so what?

As long as Xuanyuan Po Formation defeats Ling Feng, the remaining people will be swept away with a wave of their hands.

Even, from the beginning to the end, he hasn't made a move yet!

"Come on, let me see your full strength!"

With a roar, Xuanyuan Pozhen was surrounded by golden light, and a terrifying evil energy suddenly emanated from the golden sword, pointing obliquely at the ground.

Faintly, the audience in the audience seemed to see a phantom of an evil king in a python robe and a crown appearing around Xuanyuan Pozhen.

"This sword, called the Shocking Evil Sword, is a sword weapon of the evil way, but it was tamed by me!"

Xuanyuan Pozhen squinted his eyes, the sword in his hand seemed to be buzzing and trembling because of the excitement in his master's heart.

Ling Feng tightly grasped Ten Directions All Misting, feeling the suffocating power coming from Xuanyuan Pozhen on the opposite side, he couldn't help being shocked by it.

"A world-shattering change!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath, raised his figure once again, and performed the fourth transformation of the Eight Desolation and Four Transformations, a heaven-shattering transformation.

After refining this fourth transformation, the first stage of the Eight Desolation Body Training Technique can be regarded as truly complete. Reaching this level, the power of one punch is like breaking the sky!

"It's interesting! But it's not enough!"

Xuanyuan Pozhen was not in a hurry to act, as if he was waiting for Ling Feng to show all his strength.

"as you wish!"

Ling Feng smiled indifferently, and the aura around him began to rise continuously, one after another the pulse gates suddenly opened, bursting out bursts of incomparably terrifying aura.

"One, two, three..."

All the students from various universities under the stage opened their eyes wide, stretched out their fingers and counted carefully, finally, a young man with a horse face swallowed in disbelief, and said with difficulty: "99... I am dazzled Is it? 99 pulse gates!"

"I also counted to more than ninety, but, how is this possible!"

"Is he still human? I heard that Yan Jinghong, who was born with a holy body, only has eighty veins, right?"

God!

You know, a warrior with more than 99 veins can be called a genius, and Ling Feng has reached [-] veins.

Of course, this is because Ling Feng deliberately hid the [-]th pulse door, otherwise, I'm afraid it will scare people stupid.

"99 pulses!"

"99!"

For a moment, on the referee's seat, the three ministers and the deans of the four colleges were all stunned. It was Yue Zhonglian who never changed his face when Mount Tai collapsed. Get round.

Since the founding of the Tianbai Empire, have there been evildoers from 99 veins?

No, not one!

Not to mention the 99 veins, the monsters of the [-] veins have never appeared.

Didn't geniuses of this level only exist in ancient times?
"Ninety-nine pulses, a genius of the sky!"

King Tianbai also couldn't help standing up from his seat, sighing in his heart, why wasn't such a monster born in the royal family!
"Hanyang, is this your grandson?"

The Queen Mother tightly clenched her pink fists, the face of the only man who had ever fascinated her flashed across her mind, her eyes sparkled brightly, no one knew what was going on in her heart.

"Damn, damn it!"

Seeing the 99 veins opened by Ling Feng, like 99 stars, hanging high in the sky, Yan Jinghong was so angry that every inch of his body trembled.

All the glory that belonged to him was completely replaced by Ling Feng at this moment.

"Your opponent is me!"

crackle!

Another thunderbolt landed, and Li Bufan's ultimate move had already charged.

"Get out of here!"

Yan Jinghong roared, and driven by his anger, his attacks became more fierce and fierce. However, this completely irrational style of attack had already laid a hidden danger for his failure.

When he was furious and crazy, his defeat was gradually revealed.

(End of this chapter)