I Have Ten Strongest Beasts

Three strokes to break love, Feng Qingzi is all righteous, standing between heaven and earth like a god!

At this moment, all Ling Tianzong disciples paid homage!

"See the head!"

See you soon, it's awesome!

Feng Qingzi's fighting spirit increased sharply, and instantly overshadowed the old man alone.

"Haha, okay! Very good! Then let me see your real strength!" The old man Dujue laughed angrily.

"as you wish."

Leng Ran said, there was no feeling between the two.

Feng Qingzi formed a few mysterious seals between his hands, followed by a low drink, and the spiritual source in his body surged, and his cultivation level rose again at this moment, reaching the seventh level of the forging soul realm!

"Seventh Forging Soul!"

The old man Dujue took a deep breath, thinking that even if Feng Qingzi still had the power to fight, he would not be his opponent, but he did not expect that he would still retain this hand.

Facing the same door in the past, Feng Qingzi no longer kept his hand, but with a thought, the broken long sword was led by the source of spirit, surrounded by his body, dotted with sword lights, like the stars in the night sky, reflecting the entire sky!

"Absolute Sword-Soul Burial!"

Feng Qingzi’s extreme move came into being, shattering the long sword, bursting out in an instant, in the dark sky, like a meteor shower, the mighty sword light cut through the void, and the space became distorted wherever he went. !

The terrifying power made the old man Dujue smell the breath of death. This move was inevitable. He had to grit his teeth and hold his double whip in his hand to condense his life's strength to resist the fatal blow.

Everyone looked at the two intently, and Suning did the same. This battle was the strongest battle he had ever seen, and both of them had already swayed their strength to the extreme.

He understands that the victory or defeat lies in this blow, because he felt that Feng Qingzi's breath fluctuations began to produce huge ups and downs. He should have used some secret method to forcibly increase his cultivation level, but it could not last for a long time. He also emptied all his strength.

The old man Dujue also has a gap. As long as he can block this move, Feng Qingzi will undoubtedly lose. He dances with two whips in his hand, and a sword strikes on the double whip, every blow with the power of collapse. , It was shocked that the spiritual source in his body was in disorder.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the veins in the old man Dujue's body were all broken, but the longing for life still supported him.

I... can't fall here...

The last two sword auras hit his double whip with a crisp sound. After a stalemate for a few breaths, two fragmented sword bodies fell weakly from the void.

Feng Qingzi's breath fell instantly, and he actually fell directly to the third level of the Soul Forging Realm. This was the price he paid for using the secret method.

At this moment, everyone was shocked, and it was unexpected that such a powerful blow was completely blocked by the unique old man.

Did it still fail? Suning frowned, and she couldn't think that this unique old man was so powerful!

"Feng Qingzi, you still lose after all."

The old man Dujue panted heavily, and after taking Feng Qingzi's extreme tricks, he was also embarrassed, but compared to the opponent, his condition was obviously much better.

Feng Qingzi spit out a few mouthfuls of blood again, and the strong body did not fall from the air. He didn't feel disappointed because of this, but showed a meaningful smile.

"what are you laughing at?"

This smile made the old man Dujue very uncomfortable.

"Do you really think you won?"

With a solemn word, Ling Dujue was at a loss. However, the next moment, hearing only a strange noise, the pair of whips broke suddenly and pierced his chest instantly.

This sudden scene shocked everyone again. They thought that Feng Qingzi had been defeated, but they didn't expect a place to turn back.

When the saber-toothed liger beast saw this, he was furious, and rushed towards Feng Qingzi, wanting to kill him, but how could the purple silver-backed ape let it succeed, and when it was distracted, he hugged it. live.

Immediately afterwards, the purple electricity of the whole body was released and submerged into its body. Poor the saber-toothed liger beast. Under this blow, the seven orifices bleeds, all the internal organs are burned, and his life is instantly taken.

"Fujiyoko..."

After uttering these three words with difficulty, the life of the old man Dujue had also come to an end, and he fell to the ground with the saber-toothed liger.

Feng Qingzi's situation was not optimistic either. After seeing Old Man Dujue completely exasperated, he couldn't hold it anymore, and fell as well. Elder Su jumped and caught him.

This conspiracy, with the life and death of the old man alone, temporarily came to an end.

"Dujue, you really disappointed me, Feng Qingzi, don't be happy too soon. Sooner or later Ling Tianzong will fall into the hands of my Zhou family."

In the distance, the figure in the night quietly left, but the pair of falcon-like pupils was staggering!

...

"The head, Dujue is dead. Brother Feng has not healed from his serious injury.

Among the clouds, Elder Sun respectfully said to the old man.

"Hehe, it's not the time yet." The old man chuckled and shook his head.

Elder Sun frowned slightly and asked again: "Why? Is there anything else?"

"Yes, what you see is just a wave on the dark tide, the real huge wave has not yet appeared."

Hearing this, Elder Sun also looked stagnant, and gave a wry smile: "Unexpectedly, Ling Tianzong will one day fall into crisis."

"The stronger the force, the more people will be jealous. Although they seem to be committed, they secretly used all means to destroy it."

"Ling Tianzong has been at ease for too long, this crisis can be regarded as a wake-up call for you."

The old man’s tone was rarely serious, and Elder Sun leaned back and clasped his fists: "The head teaches that."

...

In the few days after the war, Ling Tianzong was relatively calm, and everything seemed to be slowly returning to normal. It is forbidden to mention this matter in the sect. After all, this is not a glorious thing.

In the past few days, Suning has been in the infirmary, repairing the wounds in Feng Yueling's body, and finally under his tireless treatment, he repaired all the wounds in her body.

"Xiao Ningzi, I'm not dead yet..."

The moment I opened my eyes, what caught my eye was Suning's tired face. Feng Yueling was both happy and distressed. Although she had been sleeping, she could feel Suning healed her.

This weak voice came to Suning's ears, and his tired look improved a lot: "Hush! Don't talk, you still need to rest for a few days."

Feng Yueling nodded very obediently, and soon fell asleep again. Suning fiddled with her somewhat stray hair, a rare tenderness in his eyes, thinking of this incident, his heart was still afraid for a while.

This time, Feng Yueling's injury made him realize his weakness once again. Fortunately, he possesses the'Chaotic Holy Spirit Record', otherwise he might regret it for life.