Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1685

boom!
Lingzheng's menacing punch landed on Jian Fengyun's body, and there was only a sound of wind noise. Since he hit the empty space, Jian Fengyun's figure just disappeared out of thin air.

"how is this possible?"

Lingzheng's figure stood five feet away from Jian Fengyun, looking at Jian Fengyun in disbelief.

He couldn't have imagined that Jian Fengyun dodged the punch he fought to get injured and cast a secret technique. The speed of his punching can be regarded as extremely fast, invisible and invisible, even a strong man in the sacred realm may not necessarily dodge have to pass.

But Jian Fengyun actually dodged it, and as if he had predicted it in advance, he used the secret technique of space teleportation, letting him punch the empty space.

"Why is it impossible?"

The corner of Jian Fengyun's mouth twitched, and there was a playful look in his eyes, he said: "Do you want me to stand up and let you beat me?"

"you……"

Lingzheng's face was grim and ugly.

Obviously, he couldn't think of words to refute Jian Fengyun's words.

"Where are the holy guards of Lingsen Holy Land, and where are the people?"

Lingzheng looked at Jian Fengyun, feeling a little violent, and roared to those around him.

"Stop barking, they probably don't have time to come." Jian Fengyun's face was flat, and he opened his mouth to spit out a cold sentence.

Lingzheng glanced at Jian Fengyun with murderous eyes, suddenly focused, and said: "What did you say!"

"Look for yourself." Jian Fengyun raised his eyebrows lightly.

At this moment, a veiled figure in Tsing Yi passed by Jian Fengyun at the same time, and stuffed a storage ring into his hand.

"Husband, most of them have been solved, and some of them were soaked in water and were not taken."

At the same time, Jian Xueer's figure flashed by Jian Fengyun's ear.

Jian Fengyun looked sideways, and saw her figure flickering above the river again.

It stands to reason that Jian Xueer cultivated divine power and could not fly above the river, but after her body refined the luck of the god emperor, her physical body was not weaker than Jian Fengyun who had entered the ninth level of Taoism before.

Although her physical body is not sanctified, there is no problem in maintaining the imperial flight.

Holding the storage ring in Jian Fengyun's hand, with a big wave of his hand, a dense pile of blood-red heads appeared on the divine boat at the foot of Lingzheng. These heads all contained the accumulation of the Lingsen Holy Land, and some of the heads still had blood on their necks. Not cold.

"You...you..."

After Lingzheng saw the scene in front of him, his body shook violently, and his green pupils dilated rapidly.

"Lingzheng, I said that if I don't leave, I will stay here. Then I will do what I say. I haven't killed you yet, but I want you to see this scene with your own eyes." Jian Fengyun looked at Lingzheng with cold eyes. ,road.

"Jian Fengyun, you...I will kill you!"

Ling's positive expression instantly became more ferocious, as if he had gone mad.

He didn't realize at all that he was about to face the crisis of death, so he should think about how to escape instead of killing Jian Fengyun.

At this moment, Lingzheng was dissipated by the anger, and the few rationalities were scattered.

Lingzheng turned his palm into a claw, and the green divine power gushed out. One claw smashed the void, and brought out one after another infiltrating claw shadows in the air, falling towards Jian Fengyun.

Jian Fengyun's gaze was fixed, and his figure stepped quickly, miraculously dodging all the shadows of the claws.

"cut!"

At the same time, a sword qi condensed between the two fingers, and the sword qi swept across, directly towards Lingzheng.

Boom!

A wound appeared on Lingzheng's chest, and his body was knocked back several feet amidst the roar.

"Die, die, I want you to die!"

At this moment, Ling's green eyes turned red, his flesh and blood trembled, and wisps of devilish energy emanated from his body, and the aura became even more violent.

"It turns out that you are the same as the people from Youhuang God Dynasty!"

Jian Fengyun's eyes narrowed, seeing the changes in Lingzheng's body, he opened his mouth and said impressively.

The situation of Lingzheng was the same as that of the general who challenged him in the Youhuang Dynasty that he met in the Xinghe Martial Arts Tournament. He activated the demon clan's secret technique and forcibly improved his own strength.

However, compared to the general of the Youhuang God Dynasty, the secret technique performed by Lingzheng in front of him was obviously much weaker, and did not improve his strength much, and his reason was affected by his eyes after performing it.

Lingzheng seemed to have forgotten the pain in his body, and attacked Jian Fengyun frantically.

call!call!call!
Every time Lingzheng's seemingly vicious attack was avoided by Jian Fengyun as if he had predicted it in advance.

There was a sound of hunting wind in the air, Lingzheng couldn't hit Jian Fengyun at all.

"Is this your skill? You can't even hit me, and you still want to kill me?"

Jian Fengyun's eyes were cold, while dodging, he said.

The reason why he was able to avoid Lingzheng's heavy attacks as if he was taking a walk in the courtyard was that no matter how fierce and powerful Lingzheng's attacks were, he was not afraid at all, and he could feel it with his physical perception.

Unless he is a strong man in the quasi-emperor realm, he will not be afraid of what he can perceive but cannot hide.

Boom!

Jian Fengyun waved his hand and condensed a sword energy, sneaked out from behind, and slapped Lingzheng flying when he was caught off guard.

"Too weak, I still remember your invincible appearance just now, why did you become so weak in a real fight?" Jian Fengyun said while attacking Lingzheng.

If it was simply to kill Lingzheng, Jian Fengyun could have done it a long time ago. Now he is grinding slowly, and he has not killed him. If he destroys Lingzheng, he will kill him with a sword, so as to deter all parties. Musha.

For about a quarter of an hour, Lingzheng knelt on the ground covered in injuries.

"what!"

He opened his mouth to roar, but he didn't have the strength to continue bombarding Jian Fengyun, even if he had, he couldn't hit him.

"Heaven's evil is forgivable, but self-inflicted evil cannot live. You are the one who seeks death!"

Jian Fengyun's eyes were cold, and then a sword energy that shook the world swept across.

Dark red blood spurted out, and a ferocious head was thrown flying, blood spilling on the spot.

Thousands of miles away from the Jujiang River, warriors from all sides were watching, their eyes flickered with trembling light, as if they were not Lingzheng but Lingzheng who was killed by Jian Fengyun's sword.

Because, not long ago, they and the Holy Emperor Lingsen kept chasing and killing the Dangu tribe, and then Jian Fengyun asked them to retreat, but they did not retreat until Jian Xueer began to quickly kill the warriors above the Qianli River Region At that time, they began to panic, and then withdrew.

"kill!"

As soon as Lingzheng died, his figure also flew out quickly, leaving one figure after another on the Jujiang River, and from time to time he shot out, killing all the remaining stubborn Lingsen Saint Emperor.

From everyone's point of view, Jian Fengyun's killing of those stubborn semi-holy realm powerhouses was just a matter of waving his hands, like crushing an ant to death.

In fact, this is indeed the case, Jian Fengyun's deity is comparable to the physical body of the holy realm, and he has no fear in dealing with these semi-saints.

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(End of this chapter)