Peerless Glory System

Chapter 158
Ling Feng squatted down with both knees and stood up in a lunge as a whole.The blue and white long sword in his hand was pointed forward, and an unspeakable aura slowly emanated from Ling Feng.

At this time, he was like an arrow that had fully charged. On the tip of the blue and white long sword, a sharp light shone even more dazzlingly under the sun.

It was obviously just an extremely simple movement, but it seemed to consume all of Ling Feng's energy.Incomparably focused, at this moment, he seemed to be doing the most difficult movement in the world.

And as Ling Feng's movements were completed, everyone's energy seemed to be concentrated on him.Most people feel exhausted just by looking at it a few times.They were dizzy and turned away quickly.

Only a very small number of people can completely imprint this sword in their minds.

Such a sword has gone beyond the tolerance of most people.Without the cultivation base of Lunquan Realm, memorizing this sword rashly can only lead to a mental breakdown.

At this time, Ling Feng's energy and energy were completely concentrated in this sword.

The edge, a little white light above the sword tip, is like a sun, shining brightly.

Destruction, a domineering aura slowly overflowed from the white light on the tip of the sword.

Zhao Gehua and others sitting on the high platform could not sit still at this moment.

"How is this possible? Such an aura, such a sword. This is the taste of Chuangwu, at least an earth-grade combat skill. This guy." Zhao Gehua muttered, and the jealousy in his words was particularly obvious.

Zhan Qingrou's heart was also shocked. He had been hiding in the imperial capital for several years and had been hiding his strength.In his opinion, only Wu Qianjie and Bai Shanshui are qualified to be his opponents.

As for Lin Wenlong, Zhao Gehua and others, in his eyes, they are nothing but clowns.The previous Ling Feng was not even qualified to be in his eyes.It's just that with the formation of Ling Feng's sword, he completely changed his mind.

"Damn it! Another evildoer has appeared in the human race, a evildoer no less than Wu Qianjie, Bai Shanshui. He cannot be allowed to grow up, he must be killed in the cradle." Zhan Qingrou said firmly in his heart.

In the crowd, Ye Ku's eyes reverberated with Ying Zongdao's admiring words: "Not bad, not bad. I actually saw that sword from the Tianxing Pavilion and succeeded in creating martial arts by myself. I have the same demeanor back then. Haha! Haha! "

On the stage of the discussion, Xiong Qilie wiped away the cold sweat that kept pouring out from his forehead, folded his hands together, and muttered something in his mouth.

Of course he knew what this trick meant to him.If I can't stop it, my efforts of more than [-] years will be in vain, and my mother will return to the slave life again.

If you block it, then you are the winner of this battle.Therefore, if you can't stop it, you have to stop it with all your might!
This is his determination.His heart gradually calmed down.

Although the Fenyan inheritance burst like fire, only a steady heart can exert the greatest power of the Fenyan inheritance.Undoubtedly, Xiong Qilie has now reached such a standard.

He slowly opened his hands to the sides. In the crimson gloves, a flame of seven colors was like catkins in the wind, giving people a feeling of weakness and vulnerability.

It's just that the quietly collapsing void around it tells the horror of this complexion flame invisibly.

Holding the complexion flame in his right hand, Xiong Qilie couldn't help panting heavily.It seems that this is not a flame, but a great mountain.

"Ling Feng, come and make a break!"

"Seven-colored Burning Flame, a mid-level combat skill. My anger is already contained in this flame. Feel the raging killing intent in my chest!"

Xiong Qilie roared out.The next moment, he threw it forward suddenly.

boom!
As fast as a rocket lifts off into the sky, in the blink of an eye, the colorful Fen Tianyan has already rushed twenty feet away.A channel of flame condenses in the void.

The fiery burst of breath filled the discussion platform, and even affected the lower part.

At the same time, Ling Feng's ultimate move was also taking shape.

Extreme space shattered!

boom!
In an instant, a white sword light roared out.

If the power of Colorful Fen Tianyan can be summed up by the word explosion, then Ling Feng's sword can only be described by the word destruction.

Like a huge pillar, the sword light shot straight out from Ling Feng's sword tip.

In front of this sword, there is no space to speak of.

Only destruction can end, even the void.

His extreme sword intent emphasizes speed and conciseness.And in this battle technique, these two points have been used to the extreme.

Before the others even realized it, the sword light had already shattered the seven-colored Fen Tianyan and pierced through Xiong Qilie's heart.

In front of this sword, the lava battle suit is also as fragile as white paper.

It wasn't until Xiong Qilie's figure crashed to the ground, that white beam-like sword energy fell into the dense forest, and a violent explosion sounded, that everyone deeply understood what happened.

boom!
The dense forest in the distance, under the sweep of the sword light, disappeared completely as if it had never existed before.

"Oh my god! What happened just now? Can anyone tell me how Ling Feng killed Xiong Qilie? Why did Xiong Qilie die when I didn't see anything?"

"Yeah! What did Ling Feng do? This is too scary!"

Those who could see one or two ways, their eyes widened, were deeply shocked by Ling Feng's sword.

It's not that Xiong Qilie is not weak, even his last seven-colored burning Tianyan is enough for Qi Tianyou and others to drink a pot.You must know that his combat skill has killed three Lunhai realm warriors.

His combat power could have been squeezed into the top ten young masters.Unfortunately, his opponent was Ling Feng.

Ling Feng's experience was beyond what he could have imagined.The Lunhai Realm who died in Ling Feng's hands already counted as many as ten fingers, and there were quite a few who were stronger than Xiong Qilie.

From the very beginning, the moment Xiong Qilie launched a life-and-death struggle against Ling Feng, his death was already doomed.

Ling Feng put away his battle suit, his face turned pale.Although he was not injured in this battle, he lost most of his true energy.

"Xiong Qilie, what a pity!" Ling Feng looked at Xiong Qilie's body and shook his head.

He walked slowly towards Xiong Qilie's corpse, and took the lava battle suit and Naring in his hands.

At this moment, a sharp howl suddenly sounded from the audience.

Accompanying it was a huge palm print.

Ling Feng's complexion changed. At this time, he could be said to be extremely weak.And in his perception, the power contained in this palm is at least at the level of Tiangong Realm.

He can't resist!
What chilled Ling Feng even more was the killing intent contained in this palm.

"Presumptuous! You have so much courage, can you really think this is your Xiong's house? Get lost, old man!"

The imminent palm print was shattered by a piercing sword energy.

The chief arbitrator landed in front of Ling Feng, and he and Ling Feng looked forward together, a thin figure.

"It's an old man's fault, but the Lava Battlesuit and Naring belong to my Xiong family, and they should be returned to their original owners. Please understand!" the thin old man said, clasping his hands.

"There are rules in life-and-death battles, the items of the dead belong to the winner. Do you want to overstep?" the arbitrator said in a deep voice.

"Brother Ling Feng, please hand them over to me. I can guarantee that the grievances between you and my Xiong family will be wiped out. One more friend is better than one more enemy." The old man looked at Ling Feng and said with a smile .

Although the old man was smiling, the feeling he gave Ling Feng fell on his face like a knife.

"How rare am I to be your Xiong family's friend?"

(End of this chapter)