Metropolitan Super Deity

Rong Jian shook his head.

"Idiot dreams, you are simply a lunatic. If the realm is useless, why should everyone in this world cultivate?"

"It's okay, you know it after you hit it."

Ling Fei flicked his infuriating energy, and went straight to Rong Jian's face.

Rong Jian dismissed it with a smile.

"Trash, such a small trick, dare to show it to shame? Sword!"

He shouted, and a silver light shot out from his sleeve robe, splitting Ling Fei's infuriating energy head-on, and then, without losing his momentum, it approached Ling Fei's heart.

Ling Fei quickly formed a seal with both hands and slapped on the ground. Three rocks rose out of the ground.

This is Qiufenggu's move, which belongs to the three-tier defense of the lower-ranking technique.

In terms of power, it is naturally inferior to the Nine Emperors Elemental Array in the Shenwu Emperor's Palace. However, Ling Fei couldn't show the magic of Shenwu Emperor's Palace at will.

Moreover, to deal with a mere Rong Jian, there is no need to use such powerful spells.

Rong Jian’s flying sword flew with a ‘swish’, bursting through the first rock, taking away the second rock, and finally stopped in front of the third rock.

Rong Jian held his back with his hands and pinched his back with one hand. The Feijian rotated around in place, swung a sword aura, and took away the third rock, but Ling Fei's figure was not behind the rock.

"Ok?"

This made Rong Jian a little bit confused, his brows frowned slightly, and he immediately let go of his spiritual thoughts.

But the result made him pale in shock.

"What? There are two Ling Fei?"

At this time, Ling Fei, using the terrain technique of Autumn Wind Valley, was underground.

But at the same time, his primordial spirit separated, thus forming two selves, which made Rong Jian uncertain.

"Could it be the method of clone? How could there be such a spell in Autumn Wind Valley?"

Between Rong Jian's frowns, Ling Fei had come to his left and right outflanks. He had no extra time to think. He stamped his feet and immediately jumped out of the ground and went straight to the sky. The flying sword in the distance was also summoned by him and held tightly. In his hands, he is always alert to the movement underneath.

At this moment, among the crowd of onlookers in the distance, a disciple belonging to the line of the Great Elder suddenly yelled at him:

"Brother Rongjian, be careful, he is behind you!"

"what?"

Rong Jian was shocked. The two auras below were clearly Ling Fei's. But behind him, how could there be Ling Fei's feeling?

However, out of vigilance, Rong Jian looked back, and it was this looking back that completely disrupted his position.

Ling Fei behind is real, but Ling Fei below is also real!

The three Ling Fei made moves at the same time, so Rong Jian was caught off guard. They resisted an attack, but were hit by the other two in a vital part of the body. They turned pale on the spot, and hurriedly vomited blood to escape from Ling Fei's encirclement.

Ling Fei's three figures overlapped.

It turned out that he released both of his own two souls, and his true body was also divided into three parts! In this way, Rongjian was caught off guard.

These disciples underneath have a shallow cultivation level, and would never see that they have a dual spirit. On the contrary, they would think that this is a method of avatar used by them.

At this time, Rong Jian was pale, with a sword in one hand, and looked at Ling Fei with a bit of resentment in his eyes.

The people around him are more nervous than him.

Ling Fei's wonderful performance just now was simply shocking. The accuracy of his spell application and tactical predictions did not seem to be the strength that a cultivator cultivator should have, but more like a cultivator who has experienced many battles.

Everyone put away the thought that Ling Fei might lose, but their eyes widened, and they couldn't bear to let this wonderful duel fall.

Maybe Ling Fei really has a chance to beat Rong Jian?

"It's a Ling Fei, hidden deep enough, the method of avatar, is this your method? But unfortunately, I have seen through your practice, and you won't have the chance to hurt you again. I, I will let you see the horror of the late Yuan Ying!"

Rong Jian threw out his flying sword, knotted his hands, and quickly gathered eight white lights around him.

The white light buzzed, forming eight wind scorpions, and roaring at Rong Jian's side.

"Eight dragons go to sea, turning the clouds and raining!"

The eight wind hawks rushed out from Rong Jian's side. The moment they rushed out, their bodies quickly enlarged, gathering more swirling air currents. On the big square, the wind and clouds were surging, the wind was strong, and some cultivators were weak. Was involved in the wind scorpion unexpectedly.

"Ah, ah, help!"

Ling Fei's eyes were cold.

"Rong Jian, you dare to hurt the life of you and the door, do you still have a bit of courtesy and integrity?"

"Huh! They are weak, and they dare to watch my Rongjian fight. It is not a pity to be involved in the battle. No wonder I. Ling Fei, you should worry less about others and worry about yourself more! My Fengjiao In the big formation, even in the late Yuanying stage, you can't jump out half a step, let's die!"

Thousands of Qiufenggu disciples below were all trembling on the ground. Their eyes were full of fear, and it was only at this moment that they felt the domineering monks of the Yuanying monk and the power of the late Yuanying. The thought of admiration for Ling Fei that just appeared just now disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Brother Ling."

Guan Wen, Qian Qun and others couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

They had all been blessed by Ling Fei, and seeing Ling Fei about to die at this time, they all felt disappointed in their hearts.

Only Zhu Yunhao stared at Ling Fei, calm and not surprised.

Similarly, Ling Fei himself was not at all panicked.

"Rong Jian, I said that, in the late Yuan Ying period, I still kill it!"

Rong Jian laughed.

"Hahaha death is approaching, do you dare to speak wild words? Take it to death!"

"You are the one who will die!"

Ling Fei's eyes moved, and an afterimage appeared in the air instantly. Then, he quickly formed a seal, forming a flame, approaching the gate of Rong Jian.

Rong Jian smiled even more presumptuously.

"With your little magic, I can't even break my wind flood formation."

The voice hadn't fallen yet, suddenly, Ling Fei's figure disappeared into the air out of thin air.

Rong Jian shook his heart, and suddenly felt a crisis coming from his waist.

"damn it!"

Rong Jian quickly turned around ~www.readwn.com~ but it was too late. At the waist, he was immediately penetrated by Ling Fei with a sword, and even the Zifu Yuanying was pierced with a big hole.

"what!"

Rong Jian spouted a mouthful of blood, and the eight wind dragons who were about to arrive in front of Ling Fei that day disappeared in an instant.

"Go to hell!"

Rong Jian wanted to turn his head to deal with Ling Fei behind him, but he had already disappeared.

That was the physical body of Ling Fei in the sky, using the dragon's different pupils, using the space dislocation, to send the soul behind Rong Jian, and a sword seriously injured Rong Jian.

"Brother Rongjian, lost?"

The disciples of the Great Elder's line were suddenly dumbfounded.

Rong Jian is a myth in their minds, but now, they have been defeated by Ling Fei, as if they had strangled all their inner longings and beautiful yearnings.