Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 996 The King of Hundred Battles! (4 more)
Gradually, the movements of the two slowed down.

The inscription on the power of attributes stopped.

Divine will, restrained.

The brilliance dissipated, and everyone saw that the two people in the center of the ring were already drenched in blood, and their bodies were trembling slightly.

The two of them were about to exhaust themselves!

In a very tacit understanding, both of them gave up all external forces, did not use divine energy, attributes, or divine will, and simply used sword (knife) techniques to fight the final battle.

Everyone stared with bated breath, they all knew that this mythical peak duel was coming to an end!

Pure duel of swords!
Is it Linghu Yudao, the god of natural disasters, who defends the king's status?
Or, Ling Feng, the unparalleled sword god, the god of slaughter to prove the way?

Everyone's breathing gradually became stagnant, and their gazes were fixed on the figure behind the two streaks of blood.

"Cough cough cough..."

Linghu Yudao coughed a few times, and a few mouthfuls of blood spewed from the corner of his mouth, but the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he laughed loudly: "Happy! You really didn't disappoint me!"

Ling Feng's face was serious, the opponent's strength was indeed overwhelming, even though his divine will was completely suppressed by Tianbai Emperor's method, he actually fought him for more than 2000 rounds in a row, without losing the upper hand.

"Come on, use the weapon in your hand to decide the outcome!"

Linghu Yudao's lancet, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, swung lightly. He and Ling Feng both knew that at this moment, both of them were at the end of their strength, and if they continued to fight, they would only lose both sides.

Right now, there are still enemies from the monster race, so it is really not worth it to suffer heavy losses for this arena.

It's time to end this epic war.

"as you wish."

In Ling Feng's hand, "Buzzing" sounded in Ling Feng's hand, feeling the excitement of the master, the sword also became excited.

From the fight just now, Ling Feng could feel that Linghu Yudao's saber technique had reached the level of perfection, and also possessed a terrifying saber intent.

"This sword is called the Seven Killing Sword, and my sword intent is the Seven Killing Sword intent!"

Linghu Yudao's eyes lit up with fighting intent, and he shouted, "Fight!"

Ling Feng's aura climbed to the peak, and he responded loudly, "This sword is called Ten Fang Ju De, and my sword intent is the killing sword intent!"

A trace of icy breath enveloped the entire ring space.

Everyone trembled slightly.

Knife and sword!

Seven Killing Sword Intent vs. Killing Sword Intent!
Who is the real king!
Zheng!
In the blink of an eye, there was a flash of stature, and swords clashed.

Even if all external forces were discarded, the movement of their fight was still like two prehistoric beasts colliding, and the entire arena shook violently.

boom!boom!boom!
The sword energy shoots out, and the strong wind blows.

The entire space seems to be constantly collapsing, the void is exploding, and it is fragmented.

The swords of the two were incredibly fast, and the sword intent swept across, sweeping all directions.

at last!

Linghu Yudao's arm shook slightly, and a flaw appeared.

Ling Feng trampled on his body, slashing Xu Xu with a single strike of his sword.

This flaw also became the fuse for Linghu Yudao's defeat.

clang!
A bang!
The figure of Linghu Yudao flew upside down in a sword light as bright as clear frost and proud snow.

puff!
Linghu Yudao sprayed a mouthful of blood from his back, the blood sprayed out like the setting sun, dyeing the setting sun for half a day!
The body that seemed to stand tall and lonely forever, like a puppet that had exhausted all its strength, collapsed and fell to the ground.

thump—

Amidst a dull loud noise, Linghu Yudao, the undefeated God of War, the myth of invincibility, fell heavily from the air.

From the highest altar, fell to the mortal earth.

As for Ling Feng, his face was as pale as paper, sweat and blood drenched his already tattered robes, and he was out of breath.

However, he still stood proudly in the sky, looking down at Linghu Yudao who fell on the ground.

At this moment, he reached the top!

The supreme peak belongs to him!
The undefeated myth belongs to him!
"Cough cough..."

Linghu Yudao covered his chest and coughed out a mouthful of blood, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He struggled to get up, looked in Ling Feng's direction, and in his eyes, there was a trace of relief that his wish had been fulfilled.

"You are really strong!"

Linghu Yudao's voice was weak, but there was a kind of firmness in it.

At this moment, he is no longer the pinnacle that thousands of people have tried their best to chase after, but he also has a pinnacle that he wants to surpass, that is Ling Feng.

He finally has a goal, and finally, he is no longer lonely.

"You are also very strong." Ling Feng floated down from the air, and stretched out his hand to pull him up, "However, what I am best at is swordsmanship."

Relying on the copying ability of the martial art of the Eye of the Son of Heaven, Ling Feng has fused countless kinds of swordsmanship, integrated the profound meanings among them, and coupled with the supreme swordsmanship secret technique "Wuqiuyijue", now he has overcome those cumbersome sword techniques. With his sword move routines, he initially possessed his own understanding of kendo.

He never forgot his ambition: create his own way of swordsmanship!
And this is just the beginning.

Linghu Yudao smiled faintly, "I will give you this seat for a few days, I will come back soon and defeat you!"

"Hahaha!"

Ling Feng looked up to the sky and laughed, proudly said: "An opponent who is defeated by me will never be able to surpass me again!"

The referee's eyes were full of shock, his voice was trembling, hoarse, and roaring. He could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart, and it turned into an earth-shattering roar!

"One hundredth battle, Ling Feng, win!"

Ling Feng, we have won!
His voice echoed in the silent arena, and countless echoes were intertwined, colliding with an exciting melody.

This young and somewhat excessive boy has become the king of the Baizhan Arena in Tianmang Fortress!
"Won!"

The first audience member suddenly woke up and spit out two words excitedly.

"He really won!"

"The invincible Linghu Yudao was defeated by him!"

In everyone's mind, it was like a storm swept through. This result was what they expected, and it was so unbelievable.

The next moment, everyone stood up, raised their fists, and yelled frantically: "A new generation of king of a hundred battles has appeared!"

King of all battles!

Peerless Sword God!

One-stroke losing streak, winning streak 99 games!

With an exhausted body, he defeated Linghu Yudao, the god of natural disasters!

Destroyed one after another evildoers who were on the list of hundreds of battles, and knocked down the undefeated myth, the lonely figure, from the altar.

All of this made everyone remember a name, Ling Feng!

Wang Meng and Li Qing, these two veterans, took a deep breath.

Even they felt a little pressure from the power of the last battle.

This boy is outrageously strong!
"Ling Feng, starting today, your name will be recorded in the history of our Tianmang Fortress!"

The referee shouted out the glory that all the soldiers of the Southern Army could only dream of.

This honor now belongs to Ling Feng!

Those newcomers who had just graduated from various universities and came to the fortress were even more excited and almost had tears in their eyes.

This honor makes them feel proud!

(End of this chapter)