Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 1083 Domination
Not only Bing Lingxi, but some warriors who recognized Bing Liancheng's move all let out sounds of astonishment.

The vitality of the saint is strong, and even a drop of blood has incredible power.

Bing Liancheng used one of the most powerful secret methods of the Zibing Dynasty, forcibly burning the power of the holy blood and holy soul in his body, in exchange for the most peak power in a short period of time.

But in this way, regardless of whether the battle is defeated or not, Bing Liancheng will be weak for a long time, and it may even be ten times more difficult for him to break through the middle holy realm than ordinary people.

Apparently, Bing Liancheng planned to give Lu Feng a heavy blow even if he fought to the death, completely ruining his chance to get close to the Holy Princess.

Gu Tong also nodded, Bing Liancheng's ruthless determination was something he hadn't expected before.

Even he dare not underestimate the opponent in this state.

Bang bang bang!
The sky and the earth trembled, and the rules here were all disrupted by the fierce energy of the ice.

And in Yuexia Lake, some Tianjiao shook their heads when they saw Bing Liancheng's behavior. It was just a sparring session, but it was too much to use such a method of harming others and benefiting oneself.

In the town of Kongzhu, the power boiled, and Bing Liancheng enjoyed the short-term gain in strength, and his face was a little distorted: "This time I will let you not be proud, after this battle, no matter whether you win or lose, you will lose the fighting princess Opportunity!"

A large area of ​​the space collapsed, and the majestic icy light turned into long horses and swept away with an overwhelming roar.

He understood that the burning of the holy blood and holy soul would not last long, and he had to use all his strength to make a quick decision.

A chill flashed across Lu Feng's eyes. The other party's stance that he was going to seriously injure him also made him angry, and he didn't mind using some ruthless methods, telling these people that he was not made by mud, let them be crushed .

The icy light in his pupils enlarged rapidly, and Lu Feng's five fingers clenched into fists. The majestic power erupted instantly, and countless ice slags fell to the ground.

"Ice Wheel Palm!"

The strong holy energy erupted immediately, and it turned into an annual ring in Bing Liancheng's palm, and the surrounding sharp forces easily cut through the space.

With the full power of this palm, even if Bing Xuanyuan came, he would frown and would not fight him head-on.

But Lu Feng's current situation does not allow him to retreat for a moment, his eyes quickly turned blood red, and the state of the Fist of the Inner Demon rose from this moment.

Now his "Holy Heart Sutra" has reached the state of heart inflammation, and in an instant, a fearless aura climbed to the extreme.

boom!
The fist containing the vast power of good fortune seemed to have the power to turn the world upside down, and it hit Binglun's palm fiercely, causing Bing Liancheng to take a few steps back, and his palm felt numb.

He was also extremely surprised, even when he used the secret technique, Lu Feng's power was still terrifying.

"That is the most ancient scripture of Zhitianmen, "The Most Sacred Heart Sutra", and what he used should be the heart demon fist of the ancestor of the heart demon."

Many people recognized the martial arts used by Lu Feng.

This Fist of Inner Demon has found a different path, using a strong will to arouse the power of momentum, and invisibly strengthened his own strength.

Although the blessing power is far inferior to Bing Liancheng's secret technique, the side effects are much smaller.

And at this moment, the ice was connected into the whole body of frost to form a hard battle armor. He punched and brought the howling holy power, and the air was squeezed and sunken.

However, this kind of hand-to-hand combat is what Lu Feng is most afraid of. After using the Fist of Heart Demon, he fights more and more violently.

boom!boom!boom!
Lu Feng's offensive was as violent as a storm, and every punch he landed suppressed all directions.

Ice shards scattered all over the sky, even though the battle armor was so hard, the impact made Bing Liancheng feel as if his whole body was about to be smashed.

Countless eyes looked at Lu Feng with complicated emotions, but after Bing Liancheng used the secret, he firmly gained the upper hand.

This kind of fist-to-hand combat is the most exciting.

Bing Liancheng also sensed that something was wrong. Although he could still withstand Lu Feng's attack at the moment, in the long run, when the power of the holy blood exhausted, that would be the moment of his defeat.

He didn't want to think that his heavy sacrifice was meaningless.

"Ice Ancestor Sacred Code, Mysterious Ice Sacred Aspect!"

As the roar fell, the hailstones smashed down, and the entire space in Zhenhai Pearl was turned into ice and snow.

And behind Bing Liancheng, a sacred figure transformed from profound ice stood between the sky and the earth, roaring with infinite coldness.

Xuanbing Shengxiang is one of the top saints of the Ice Ancestor lineage, possessing unfathomable power. As soon as he made a move, the space froze into ice, and a icy lightning storm rushed towards Lu Feng.

Lu Feng's arm was immediately covered with solid ice, and he even felt that his blood was frozen.

Bing Liancheng sneered, standing on top of the holy figure, this time he was going to fight Lu Feng for a serious injury.

Lu Feng had a panoramic view of his expression, and the hot celestial power permeated the ice, melting it.

"Ice Ancestor Frozen World!"

Bing Liancheng launched the strongest martial arts regardless of consumption, and the ice-colored torrent with a thickness of a thousand feet blasted straight at Lu Feng. Even the middle holy realm couldn't ignore the power in it.

Seeing this scene, Bing Liancheng breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he had a few more rounds of such attacks, all his sacrifices would be worth it.

The icy torrent raged, and the force that spread even the Moon Lake froze a faint purple thin ice.

Some people were gloating, while others frowned, feeling sorry for Lu Feng.

He was not defeated by his own strength, but by such shameless wheel battles as the Zibing Dynasty.

However, when the raging power of the first torrent dissipated, the scene that everyone expected did not appear, but a huge Dharma image emitting a monstrous heat wave stood between the sky and the earth, ruling everything autonomously.

On Faxiang's shoulder stood a figure, staring coldly at Bing Liancheng.

"What kind of dharma is that?"

Everyone looked up, and at this time, the Dharma figure that contained the majesty of the sky was even more majestic than the sacred figure of Xuanbing.

The lingering flames of the Inextinguishable Fire dissipated all the icy cold, and the lake under the moon was bubbling with hot bubbles due to the heat wave.

All of them have never seen this kind of dharma. Even if these people are peerless arrogances from all major forces, they all feel that their dharma is far inferior to the one in front of them.

"what?"

In a mysterious space, there was also a soft sigh, and he murmured: "The Holy Princess Ceremony also attracted such extraordinary people."

"I don't believe it, I can't hurt you!"

Seeing this, Bing Liancheng gritted his teeth, and a more fierce ice-colored torrent rushed out again.

However, Lu Feng's gaze was indifferent, Faxiang waved his hand lightly, and billions of feet of fiery light burst out, and the mysterious and eternal power emitted was easily resolved.

Bing Liancheng's face suddenly turned pale.

"If I can't even deal with you as a little third holy general, how can I go to compete with the first holy general, so you are not even a roadblock in front of me."

(End of this chapter)