Cultivation: Overturning the Rain and Turning the Clouds

Wan Dong's figure is like a swimming dragon, in the silver light, he is dodging and moving, he is startled but not in danger.The palms of each pair of hands each controlled a golden vortex with a diameter of several feet, devouring the silver light in almost crazy swaths.

At this time, Wan Dong is really like a rock in a stormy sea, no matter how violent the storm is, I will stand still!The movements of the shots are orderly and legal.Look, calm and calm, in control of everything.

On the other hand, Pingfei Peng, it was just the opposite at this time.Don't look at its fierce and crazy offensive, but in fact it is strong from the outside but capable from the inside out.The moves are messy and chaotic, like a madman fighting.If it wasn't for his Dao Qi, Xu Wenchuan might easily defeat him at this time.

Slowly, everyone discovered that Ping Feipeng's offensive had weakened significantly.The silver light that swayed all over the sky gradually became thinner and dim, far less dazzling and gorgeous than before.At the same time, Ping Feipeng's breathing also became rapid, and on his forehead and cheeks, there were clearly large drops of sweat, gurgling down.

Seeing such a scene, Leng Shuangrong shook her head, her face was full of shock.Who would have thought that the mighty Ping Feipeng would be forced into such an embarrassing situation by Wan Dong.Winning or losing seems to be just a matter of the next moment.

swallow!The formula that Wan Dong realized by accident has such power. To be honest, even Wan Dong himself was surprised.

Those two golden vortexes are really like the whale with its huge mouth open, capable of devouring everything.

From just now to now, the Dao Qi in Wan Dong's body has been running at full capacity, overloaded, but not to resist the offensive from Ping Feipeng, but busy transforming the Dao Qi swallowed into his body.

It was Wan Dong's first attempt, and the Dao Qi in his body soared at such a terrifying speed.The soaring cultivation base was like a basin under a downpour, in which the water level increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.Just now he barely reached the middle level of the tenth level, but now his cultivation base has stepped into the peak of the tenth level, the real Dzogchen!Moreover, this almost crazy growth has not stopped there, and is still going on!

so crazy!But extremely enjoyable!

"How could this happen!?" After a period of madness, Ping Feipeng suddenly woke up and realized what happened. His expression immediately became uglier than a ghost.

It only took a while, and the Dao Qi in his body was less than [-]% left.A deep sense of powerlessness swept through his whole body and mind like a wave!

"Hmph... You've only realized it now, isn't it too late?"

Wan Dong's cold snort was like an invisible heavy hammer hitting Ping Feipeng's heart.

Ping Feipeng's expression suddenly turned ferocious, as if he was about to eat Wan Dong alive, he glared at him and shouted, "What did you do to me!?"

Ping Feipeng's ferocity and ferocity did not make Wan Dong feel the slightest fear, but only added a bit of contemptuous sneer on his face.Now the situation has completely reversed, and Ping Feipeng, with only [-]% Dao Qi left, is like a dead person in front of Wan Dong.Ping Feipeng was completely unaware of this reversal, and he yelled at Wan Dong so viciously, which shows that arrogance has become a habit for him.

"What did you do? Humph... debt collection!"

"Debt... debt collection?" Wan Dong's cold tone made Ping Feipeng shiver involuntarily.

Wan Dong glanced back, Xu Wenchuan and Leng Shuangrong, who were seriously injured and fell to the ground, as well as the pale Wu Qiujun, Wang Yangde, and the servants of Lengfu who were lying on the ground all around them, all the lives that were originally fresh, It is the debt that Wan Dong wants to recover from Ping Feipeng with interest!

Before Ping Feipeng came back to his senses, Wan Dong's palm slapped directly at his chest.Under the reversal of the situation, Wan Dong no longer needs to use his acting skills to clear the way like before. Now he goes straight to the front, opens and closes, and uses completely bullying moves!

It is impossible for Ping Feipeng, who is used to standing high and looking down on the common people, to lower his head so easily.Seeing Wan Dong slapping him with his palm, his face immediately became ruthless, his feet gave a heavy pause, and he moved his palm to meet him.

boom!

The two palms collided heavily, and Ping Feipeng let out a muffled groan, and stepped back three steps in a row as if uncontrollably.The already ugly complexion was even more ferocious now.A pair of brows were tightly knit together, full of pain.

And when Ping Feipeng managed to slow down and looked up at Wan Dong, he froze immediately.

Just now when the two hit each other head-on, Wan Dong stood firm as a mountain, not moving at all!The figure is calm and calm, and the air is as majestic as the sea!With a condescending smile on his face, he looks like a strong master!

"You..." Ping Fei Peng was a little dazed, as if the whole world had been turned upside down, and his and Wan Dong's positions were reversed.

Ping Feipeng was not the only one who was in a trance, Leng Shuangrong, Leng Yuecui, Leng Yongsi's grandson and grandson felt this feeling even stronger than Ping Feipeng.

Ping Feipeng has lived in the Leng family for several years. I believe no one in the ordinary world knows how powerful he is than the grandparents of the Leng family.Such a person who oppressed them so hard that he seemed invincible suddenly became so fragile in front of Wan Dong. It was only natural that the three of Leng's grandparents couldn't accept such a big contrast for a while. matter.

But once accepted, this trance immediately turned into a surprise like a volcanic eruption. Not only Leng Yuecui, Leng Yongsi sisters, but even Leng Shuangrong seemed unable to control her inner emotions and trembled all over.

"As expected of my Xu Wenchuan's grandson, he's a good guy!"

Xu Wenchuan shouted excitedly, if it weren't for the crowds here, it is possible that he would rush forward, hug Wan Dong and take a bite.

no way!Wan Dong's performance is really embarrassing for him as a grandfather!What Daomen Great World?What monk god?Met my Xu Wenchuan's grandson, why don't you have to give up?

Thinking of this, Xu Wenchuan's big mouth opened, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

"Your cultivation level... who the hell are you!?"

"Look at the palm!"

Wan Dong was no longer interested in talking nonsense with Ping Feipeng, and before Ping Feipeng landed with an unbelievable exclamation, Wan Dong swung his palm for the second time.Large expanses of dazzling golden awns swayed like sunlight, roaring and rushing, layer upon layer, stretching endlessly, heading towards Pingfei Pengbi without stopping.

There was no ferocity on Ping Feipeng's face, replaced by panic and fear.While retreating in a hurry, he tried his best to mobilize the little Dao Qi left in his body, and tried his best to block it...