Emperor of the Heavens

Chapter 52

"It's you?"

Looking at Wang Jinglong who came out from behind, Bai Le's face showed a hint of vigilance.

The mountain stream here is extremely hidden, it is really hard for him to believe that Wang Jinglong will appear here inexplicably.

This is definitely not a coincidence!

"You also want the Emperor Heaven Sacred Fruit?"

This is a bit of a knowing question!

It's just that Bai Le wasn't sure whether Wang Jinglong was alone or if he had enough helpers. After looking around and not finding anyone else's whereabouts, the vigilance on his face instantly turned into disdain.

"What do you think, Senior Brother Bai?"

With his eyes on Bai Le's Bingxin Armor, which he hadn't removed yet, Wang Jinglong asked indifferently.

"Just you?"

The sarcasm on Bai Le's face became stronger, and he looked at Wang Jinglong and said lightly, "To be honest, I don't know where you have the courage to come and compete with me for this sacred fruit of heaven!"

"If Senior Brother Bai hadn't fought against Lieyan Kuangshi, I really wouldn't dare to compete with you for the Holy Fruit of Heaven, but now...how will I know the result if I don't try?"

Facing the astonishing power exuded by Bai Le, Wang Jinglong didn't evade at all, and there was a hint of tit-for-tat.

"Before I heard that Junior Brother Wang has always used the name of leapfrogging challenges in the sect. Let Brother Wei tell you one thing today!"

"what's up?"

Wang Jinglong narrowed his eyes slightly, but the spiritual power in his body was rising rapidly. Facing Bai Le, who was in the early stage of the eighth level of spiritual veins, he was under a lot of pressure.

Even if the opponent had already suffered a lot of injuries and had the armor of ice heart on his body, it was still difficult for Wang Jinglong to break through Bai Le's defense. What made Wang Jinglong even more afraid was the white jade hand that Bai Le used just now.

"Actually, Brother Wei is also very good at leapfrogging challenges!"

After saying a word, Bai Le took a step back, and the unusually vigorous spiritual power burst out of his body like a tide, and the fierce spiritual pressure immediately spread.

"I didn't expect that Bai Le could maintain such awe-inspiring power after his battle with Lieyan Kuangshi!"

A look of astonishment flashed across his eyes, and several strands of spiritual power gushed out from Wang Jinglong's body in an instant, releasing a sharp blue light.

Facing Bai Le's fierce attack, Wang Jinglong had no choice but to run the "Nine Turns of the Holy Spirit" at top speed to resist.

The palm prints came together, and the strong spiritual pressure seemed to shake the surrounding air away, and a suffocating sense of oppression emerged spontaneously, making Wang Jinglong's face turn pale for a while.

The strength of the eighth level of Lingmai in the early stage was already very powerful, which made Wang Jinglong feel extremely difficult. The several palm prints blasted out were deciphered by Bai Le one by one in a very short period of time, and he fell into a disadvantage in an instant.

A cold light suddenly appeared, the long sword was unsheathed, Wang Jinglong forcefully pushed Bai Le back, and widened the distance between them.

"Is this using the long sword?"

Bai Le, who was receding slightly, did not show the slightest fear because of the long sword in Wang Jinglong's hand, and the disdain in the corners of his eyes became a bit stronger.

"Death Sword Art!"

The blue spiritual power poured towards the long sword continuously, and the next moment a blue ice python hovered over the long sword with an incomparably cold aura, causing the wind in the mountain stream to whistle.

As soon as the sword came out, the spiritual power in the mountain stream also fluctuated violently. The spiritual pressure aroused by the flying shadow of the sword caused Bai Le's eyes to shrink suddenly, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face.

Wang Jinglong was able to unleash such a powerful attack with the strength of the late stage of the sixth level of spiritual veins, how could he not be shocked.

With the long sword in his hand, Wang Jinglong's attack also became swift and violent. He drew several sword lights and slashed at Bai Le fiercely at various tricky angles.

The cold sword glow slowly pushed Bai Le back. Apart from increasing the distance between the two, he couldn't gain the slightest advantage.

This is also the battle situation Wang Jinglong needs to create. As long as the distance between the two is far enough, Bai Le can't use Bai Yu hand as he likes.

If Bai Le wanted to attack Wang Jinglong in close quarters, only under the protection of the Bingxin Armor could Bai Le ignore the distance and attack Wang Jinglong with all his strength.

"Do you want to use your sword power to consume my spiritual power? You must have underestimated me!"

A gloomy look appeared in Bai Le's eyes, and with a backhand push, the white palm met the long sword stabbed by Wang Jinglong.

clang!
Like the sound of metal colliding, Wang Jinglong felt a sharp pain in the tiger's mouth, and the long sword in his hand was thrown out and plunged into the nearby stone wall.

White light burst out, Bai Le didn't stop one move, and another move came, the white palm quickly grew bigger in Wang Jinglong's eyes.

At the critical moment, Wang Jinglong, who had lost his long sword, had no choice but to use his hands to block the attacking trajectory.

Bang!
Dazzling white light rose from Bai Le's hand, then rushed out frantically, and bombarded Wang Jinglong's palm in the blink of an eye.

Wang Jinglong swung his body backwards, and while the soles of his feet were rubbing against the ground, he released the huge spiritual pressure that Bai Le exerted on him.

Even so, the remaining power still made Wang Jinglong feel a tumbling in his body, and he was miserable for a while, but fortunately he was not injured.

"Is this the strength of the eighth stage of the spiritual vein?"

Wang Jinglong felt the lingering power left by Bai Le's blow, and a burst of red light suddenly rose in his eyes, which was extremely strange.

The second-grade killing pattern was activated at this time, and the power of blood evil instantly enveloped Bai Le.

As the word "kill" emerged, a tyrannical aura suddenly appeared on Wang Jinglong's body, and bursts of killing intent rushed from his body towards the surroundings.

"This is."

The drastic change in front of him immediately made Bai Le feel a little horrified. He couldn't help but feel that Wang Jinglong in front of him had suddenly transformed into a savage beast that devoured people.

Bai Le looked at Wang Jinglong who suddenly became weird, the white light on his palm became even more dazzling. With his eighth level of spirit vein strength, he would never allow himself to be defeated by Wang Jinglong.

Chi Chi!

Holding two balls of white spiritual power glowing with surging spiritual pressure in both hands, Bai Le forcibly fused the two balls of spiritual power together, and then dragged the huge ball of light to tear the world apart, madly attacking the king. Startled the dragon.

Roar!
Facing such a violent attack from Bai Le, Wang Jinglong had no choice but to condense a giant blue dragon hovering around him. Looking up at Bai Le, Wang Jinglong's bright red eyes seemed to be churning like a sea of ​​blood, and the monstrous murderous aura immediately radiated like overwhelming and go.

boom!
The ferocious giant dragon with red and blue intersecting, soared to the sky from the top of Wang Jinglong's head, and the whole space turned into the intersection of blue and red at this time.

A moment later, the ferocious dragon came from top to bottom, facing Bai Le's attack with a howling hurricane.

The blue, white and red spiritual power intertwined together, like fireworks bursting suddenly, making people feel dazzled for a while, and then the mountain stream was filled with smoke and dust, and the rocks rolled down.

The fight between the two could not be described as unpleasant or fierce, but Wang Jinglong, who was far inferior to Bai Le in terms of level, was still at a disadvantage in this attack.

Although the two swallowed a mouthful of blood at the same time, Wang Jinglong's injuries seemed to be much heavier than Bai Le's.

(End of this chapter)