Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 931 All pulses open! (3 more)
"Brother Feng... Xiaofan..."

Those friends who walked all the way from Huangzi disciples with Ling Feng and the others all fixed their eyes on the sword fighting arena, praying silently in their hearts: we must win!Must win!
Deng Yongshi also stopped shaking Grandpa's arm, her beautiful eyes were tightly tied to Ling Feng's body, and she murmured: "Should I continue to persevere after suffering such a serious injury?"

"Hey……"

Old General Deng shook his head and sighed lightly. It wasn't that Ling Feng was not strong enough, but that Xuanyuan Pozhen's strength was truly terrifying.

He is about ten years older than Ling Feng. These ten years are really very important for a genius.

Similarly, Huwei General Cai Yong shook his head, "It's pretty good to be able to persevere to this point. You are worthy of being a descendant of my Cai family!"

"Ok!"

Cai Yan gritted her silver teeth, nodded emphatically, and looked at Ling Feng's back, feeling awe in her heart.

On the sword fighting arena.

Tick!Tick!
Ling Feng allowed the blood on his body to flow down, tightly grasping Shi Fang Ju Mie, without changing his face.

Behind him, Mu Qianxue, who was guarding the banner area, gritted her teeth, suppressed the urge to rush out to help, and silently urged to restore the aura, continuously restoring the true energy of her three companions.

After a long time, her physical strength gradually began to run out.

"Junior Sister Mu, from now on, don't waste any more power!"

In the ear, Miyagi's voice came. Miyagi supported Mu Qianxue, who was slightly staggering, and said in a deep voice: "There is still the last sword! I believe Ling Feng can hold on! Junior sister Mu, you must now Reserve enough power to help Ling Feng and defeat the Fourth Prince!"

Mu Qianxue bit her delicate lips, looked at Miyagi's firm gaze, and nodded heavily.

"Hahaha……"

Seeing that Ling Feng was completely suppressed by Xuanyuan Po Formation, the Fourth Prince couldn't help but burst out laughing. It was only the second sword that caused Ling Feng to be seriously injured, so the third sword was ten times more powerful than the second sword.

In particular, seeing that the flag guards of the Tianfeng Sword Team had begun to lose their strength, the fourth prince felt that the victory was in his hands.

As long as Xuanyuan Pozhen's final blow is needed, the last hope of the Tianfeng Sword Team can be completely destroyed.

"Come on, there is another sword!"

Ling Feng tapped a few times near the wound to stop the blood, and waved the Shi Fang Ju Mi again, staring at Xuanyuan Pozhen, and said word by word.

"I still won't hold back this sword!" Xuanyuan Pozhen put away that smile, and said in a deep voice: "If you can't stop it, you may die."

"If you don't try, how do you know if I can stop it?"

Ling Feng grinned, and under everyone's gaze, he let out an earth-shattering cry.

boom!
The void trembled, and at the center of the 99 veins around Ling Feng, an extremely special vein opened again, with a glimmer of chaotic light, as if it was the core of the 99 veins around him.

"One... a hundred vein gates!"

"What, one hundred vein gate!"

"My God!"

Everyone, shocked again, almost everyone, stood up from their seats, almost shaking with excitement.

It turned out that Ling Feng still had a hidden pulse door, the hundredth pulse door!
"How is this possible? This... doesn't it mean that 99 meridians are the limit? Why is there still a hundredth meridian!"

"Am I really dreaming? Or am I delusional, isn't that the pulse gate?"

Countless warriors rubbed their eyes repeatedly. The light and incomparable aura emanating from Ling Feng's body seemed to contain the will of heaven and earth, which made people crazy.

"Wow! One hundred veins gate!"

"Boss, you are indeed the boss!"

"This is absolutely unprecedented, and there will be no one in the future!"

The audience erupted, everyone shouted Ling Feng's name as if possessed.

"A hundred veins, really a hundred veins!"

On the referee's seat, those old guys who have been in the high ranks for ten or even hundreds of years are all dumbfounded.

If we talk about the 99 veins, it is a super evildoer comparable to the ancient times.One hundred veins, that is beyond the existence of the ancients.

"This little monster!"

Old General Deng's face was dull, and he looked at Deng Yongshi who was beside him with a surprised face, and he really had the urge to marry his little granddaughter to Ling Feng immediately.

"Hahaha, such an excellent genius must be from my Lao Cai's family!"

Cai Yong, an old guy, has already made up his mind that once the match is over, regardless of whether he wins or loses, he must try his best to make Ling Feng "recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors".

As for the state of life and death, let him go to hell!
Only Yan Cangtian, who was hidden in the crowd, had a twitch of his mouth, he knew Ling Feng's true strength a long time ago, and his closed disciple was just such a peerless evildoer who surpassed all his predecessors!

On the dragon chair, the White Sovereign of that day also held the armrest of the dragon chair tightly, and the dragon descendant made of gold was directly deformed by him.

Such a talent, such an evildoer, even as the king of a country, he still feels deeply envious.

It can be said that if Ling Feng does not fall, there is absolutely no suspense in becoming a great emperor in the future.

The empress dowager next to him was even more downcast. Ling Feng's enchanting level had refreshed her perception time and time again.

This must be the Ling family's hidden secret, it must be!

She took a deep breath, her beautiful eyes sparkled, and she didn't know what she was planning.But what is certain is that she never gave up the idea of ​​extracting the secrets hidden in the "Taixuan Acupuncture Classic" from Ling Feng.

However, now it seems that the layout must be re-arranged again.

……

On the sword fighting arena.

The two sides that had been fighting fiercely also fell into a short ceasefire.

When Yan Jinghong saw Ling Feng's [-]th vein, his face turned ashen: This bastard, when facing himself, didn't show his true strength at all!

An ant that could be easily crushed to death at first, has now become an existence that he can only look up to.

This kind of mood was extremely complicated, and Yan Jinghong's chest was filled with anger. He fixed his eyes on Li Bufan who was opposite him, and his attack became more ferocious.

If you can't beat Ling Feng, let's vent your anger on his brother!
The fourth prince gritted his teeth so hard that his steel teeth were almost crushed.

A peerless evildoer with hundreds of pulses, since such a talent cannot be used by oneself, then, at all costs, he must be destroyed!

The fourth prince slowly drew out his saber. If Xuanyuan Pozhen's last strike couldn't effectively kill Ling Feng, then he would make up for it with the last strike.

Xuanyuan Pozhen, facing the coercion of Ling Feng's full pulse, the expression on his face was extremely excited, "Okay! Very good! I am so excited to have an opponent like you!"

"My third sword is called Broken Soul!"

Xuanyuan Pozhen's long golden hair danced wildly with the wind, covering his handsome face, and violent energy surged around him, and the monstrous evil energy even penetrated the energy barrier of the sword fighting arena.

The violent wind swept across the entire Tianwei Square, and the palace guards quickly flew up, forming layers of barriers to prevent the terrifying energy from spreading around.

In Ling Feng's eyes, an incomparably solemn look flashed across his eyes. He held his sword high, and the energy in his body was constantly condensing, waiting for the final eruption.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes widened.

Of the two great evildoers, whoever wins and who loses is the final sword.

(End of this chapter)