Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Gradually, the two people's movements slowed down.

The inscription of attribute power stopped.

Divine will, restrained.

The light dissipated, and everyone saw that the two people in the center of the ring were covered in blood, and their bodies were trembling slightly.

Both of them were exhausted!

With a very tacit understanding, the two of them gave up all external forces, no use of divine energy, attributes, or divine will, and simply used sword (sword) skills to carry out the final battle.

Everyone stared with bated breath, knowing that this mythical peak showdown was about to end!

Pure sword duel!

Is it Linghu Yudao, the god of natural disasters, who defends his position as king?

Or is Ling Feng, the unparalleled swordsman, the one who slays the gods and proves his enlightenment?

Everyone's breathing gradually stagnated, and their eyes were fixed on the two figures with blood.

"Cough cough cough..."

Linghu Yudao coughed a few times, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood from the corner of his mouth, but the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he laughed loudly: "It's so nice! You really didn't disappoint me!"

Ling Feng's face was solemn. The opponent's strength was indeed extremely strong. With his divine will completely suppressed by Emperor Tianbai's law, he actually fought with him for more than two thousand rounds without losing.

"Come on, let's decide the outcome with the weapons in our hands!"

Linghu Yudao's lancet, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, swung lightly. Both he and Ling Feng knew that at this moment, both of them were at the end of their strength, and if they continued to fight to the death, both sides would lose.

There are still monster enemies in danger right now, so it is really not worth the heavy damage to this arena.

It's time to end this great war.

"as you wish."

In Ling Feng's hand, Shi Fang Ji Mie began to buzz, feeling his master's excitement, and the sword also became excited.

From the previous fight, Ling Feng could feel that Linghu Yu Dao's sword skills had reached a level of perfection, and he also possessed a rather terrifying sword intention.

"This sword is called the Seven Killing Sword, and the intention of my sword is the Seven Killing Sword's intention!"

Linghu Yudao's eyes were filled with fighting spirit, and he shouted, "Fight!"

Ling Feng's momentum climbed to its peak, and he responded loudly, "This sword is called Destruction in All Directions, and my sword intention is to kill!"

A trace of cold breath enveloped the entire arena space.

Everyone trembled slightly.

Knives and swords!

Seven Killing Sword Intentions vs. Killing Sword Intentions!

Who is the real king?

Zheng!

Between the lightning and flint, a figure flashed and swords clashed.

Even if all external forces were eliminated, the sound of their fight was still like two wild beasts colliding, and the entire arena shook violently.

boom! boom! boom!

The sword energy shoots out and the wind blows violently.

The entire space seemed to be constantly collapsing, the void exploding and shattering into pieces.

The two men's swords were incredibly fast, and their sword intent swept across all directions.

finally!

Linghu Yudao's arm swayed slightly, and a flaw appeared.

Ling Feng stepped forward and cut off Xuanyuan with one sword.

This flaw also became the trigger for Linghu Yudao's defeat.

clang!

A bang!

The figure of Linghu Yudao flew out in a sword light that was as bright as clear frost and proud snow.

puff!

Linghu Yudao spit out a mouthful of blood on his back, and the blood spurted out like the setting sun, dyeing the sunset for half the sky!

The body that seemed to stand tall and aloof forever was like a puppet that had emptied all its strength. It fell limply and fell to the ground.

Boom——

With a dull loud noise, Linghu Yudao, the undefeated god of war and the invincible myth, fell heavily from the air.

From the highest altar, he fell to the earth.

As for Ling Feng, his face was as pale as paper, sweat and blood soaked through the already torn clothes on his body, and he was panting.

However, he still stood proudly in the sky, looking down at the Linghu sword that fell to the ground.

At this moment, he reached the top!

The supreme peak belongs to him!

The undefeated myth belongs to him!

"Ahem..."

Linghu Yudao covered his chest and coughed out a mouthful of blood, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He struggled to get up and looked in the direction of Ling Feng, with a hint of relief in his eyes that he had achieved his wish.

"You are really strong!"

Linghu Yudao's voice was weak, but it had a firmness to it.

At this moment, he was no longer at the peak that millions of people were trying their best to chase. He also had a peak that he wanted to surpass, and that was Ling Feng.

He finally had a goal, and finally he was no longer lonely.

"You are also very strong." Ling Feng fell from the air and reached out to pull him up. "But what I am best at is swordsmanship."

Relying on the ability of the Emperor's Eye to copy martial arts, Ling Feng has integrated countless sword techniques and integrated their secrets. Coupled with the supreme sword secret technique "Wu Qi Yi Jue", he has now transformed from those tedious sword techniques. With his sword moves, he initially gained his own understanding of kendo.

He has never forgotten his ambition: to create his own sword!

And this is just the beginning.

Linghu Yudao smiled faintly, "I will give you this seat for a few days, and I will come back soon to defeat you!"

"Hahaha!"

Ling Feng looked up to the sky and laughed, and said proudly: "The opponent who is defeated by me will never be able to surpass me again!"

The referee's eyes were full of shock, his voice was trembling, hoarse, and roaring. He could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart and turned into a roar that shook the world!

"The hundredth battle, Ling Feng, wins!"

Ling Feng, win!

His voice echoed in the silent arena, with countless echoes intertwining and colliding into an exciting melody.

This young and somewhat excessive boy aspires to be the king of the Hundred Battle Arena of Tianmang Fortress!

"Won!"

The first audience member suddenly woke up and uttered two words excitedly.

"He really won!"

"The invincible Linghu Yudao was defeated by him!"

It was like a storm swept through everyone's minds. This result was both what they expected and yet so unbelievable.

The next moment, everyone stood up, raised their fists, and shouted wildly: "The new generation of King of Hundred Battles has appeared!"

The king of battles!

Unrivaled Sword God!

One move to lose in a row and win ninety-nine games in a row!

With an exhausted body, he defeated the natural disaster war god Linghu Yudao!

He destroyed one after another the monsters on the Hundred Battles Ranking, and even knocked down the myth of invincibility and his lonely back from the altar.

All of this made everyone remember one name, Ling Feng!

Wang Meng and Li Qing, the two veterans, took a deep breath.

Even they felt a little pressure from the power of the final battle.

This boy is so strong!

"Ling Feng, starting from today, your name will be recorded in the history of our Tianmang Fortress!"

The referee loudly shouted this honor that all the soldiers of the Southern Army dreamed of.

This honor now belongs to Ling Feng!

Those newcomers who had just graduated from various universities and came to the fortress were so excited that they almost burst into tears.

This honor makes them feel so proud!