Reborn Sword Emeperor in the City

Ling Feng's expression is indifferent. At this time, he stands on a big tree, and then says faintly: "Xingdao immortal, do you have any tricks to use together? I'll give you a chance, or you will be killed by me if I do it."

Hearing Ling Feng's words, Xingdao real person is not angry with the United States and Europe, but laughs and says: "master Ling, you are really confident, ha ha ha."

Ling Feng frowned, and then said: "Xingdao immortal, you talk too much nonsense, this is not good."

"Hum, master Ling, I'm not forced by you for this little trick. You think I can't see it if I use the cover up method. Today I'll show you how powerful I am."

The immortal Xingdao said coldly, and then she raised the Dragon burial ruler again. With a slight wave, the eight trigrams array in the sky ran again, forming a hurricane with a height of tens of meters. Heaven and earth change color, as the end of the general collapse.

The aura of heaven and earth around here has been absorbed by the eight trigrams array. It's very powerful and overbearing. Under the strong pressure, many martial arts practitioners with low accomplishments can't help shivering and can't resist. The Taoist immortal's eyes are murderous. Then he says coldly, "master Ling, take the move."

After that,

the hurricane rushed directly to Ling Feng. The speed was so fast that it broke the speed of sound. Ling Feng felt the strong pressure brought by the hurricane. Ling Feng felt that this Taoist was the first person in Xuanmen. This kind of cultivation, together with a dragon ruler artifact, was the strongest. Even Ling Feng should take it seriously.

Ling Feng's mind moved, and dozens of vines rushed out like a long gun. The vines were just transformed from Ling Feng's chaotic aura, but the power of Ling Feng's cultivation is very limited. The skill magic power in Hun yuan Jue is only one percent of what Ling Feng can play now.

"Bang."

Dozens of rattan guns directly smashed the hurricane, then suddenly combined into one and rushed to the sidewalk in the sky. Xingdao Zhenren was stunned. He didn't expect that Ling Feng's rattan gun was so powerful that it smashed his hurricane in an instant.

"Master Ling, you are better than them. You still have some skills."

Immortal Xingdao can feel the terrible pressure from the rattan spear, which makes him feel a little uneasy and threatened. But he is not afraid. His cards are not only these, otherwise he would not be the leader of the Xuanmen of the northern sect.

"You are just a mole ant in my eyes, vulnerable."

Ling Feng said coldly that he has no interest in talking nonsense with Xingdao real person now. But when he heard Ling Feng's words, Xingdao real person was angry, and his heart was furious. He roared loudly:

"master Ling, who is the mole ant in the end? You can see it right away. It's time for you to die."

Immortal Xingdao didn't expect Ling Feng to use mole ants to describe him. This is insulting him. No one has ever dared to insult him like this in front of him. Later, immortal Xingdao threw his dragon burial ruler into the sky and kept reciting incantations. The whole eight trigrams array glittered, and the aura of heaven and earth burst out in an instant, forming a solid protective aura hood.

At this time, the real person in the street stood under the shield and looked at Ling Feng coldly. For more than 100 years, master Ling was the only one who could make him really angry.

Although master Ling killed his disciple Huo Qilin before, he was not really angry. There are countless disciples in his name. There are only two of the top ten qilins, Huo Qilin and Bing Qilin. But master Ling said he was a mole ant. This is insulting him. He is the first person of Xuanmen skill of the northern school. How can he be insulted by master Ling.

He is the last step in the way of a real person, and can enter the divine stage. No one can despise this pride.