Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

"Chasing Lightning Body Skill!"

The length of the sword arena was only about 200 feet. Zhu Xun bypassed Ling Feng. With his speed, he continued to break through. Without defense, it only took less than ten breaths!

Moreover, according to his calculations, even if Ling Feng found that he had bypassed him, it would take about twelve breaths to return to defense.

These two breaths were enough for him to defeat a flag guard with little combat power and chop down the opponent's dragon flag.

"Hehe, the game is over!"

Zhu Xun laughed loudly, and the sword moves were already brewing in the air, and the sword tip had begun to spit out domineering sword energy.

"Really?"

Suddenly, Zhu Xun suddenly heard a cold voice in his ears, with a hint of teasing.

"You...you..."

Zhu Xun was so scared that he broke into a cold sweat, "How is it possible? How can you still speed up?"

Zhu Xun couldn't understand at all. Ling Feng was obviously just a yellow-letter disciple. Even if he broke through the sky, it was against the sky to get the Xuan-level body skill.

And his body movement is also at the advanced Xuan level. Logically speaking, Ling Feng's speed should not be that much higher than his.

However, Ling Feng's body movement is at the Earth level!

Based on this alone, Zhu Xun's choice to break through Ling Feng head-on is the most stupid behavior.

"Speed ​​up?" Ling Feng smiled indifferently, "I only used 30% of the speed, what, you have reached the limit?"

Zhu Xun's eyelids twitched wildly, gritted his teeth, and burst out with sword moves, "Stop talking nonsense, get out of my way!"

Buzz!

Forty-six pulse gates opened at the same time, and a trace of determination flashed in Zhu Xun's eyes.

No matter what, this guy must not be stopped.

"Swordsmanship is okay, but it's a pity that it's not mature enough!"

Ling Feng's eyes condensed with the divine pattern of the Heavenly Dao. Zhu Xun hastily drew his sword, and his sword moves were full of flaws. Ling Feng didn't even use swordsmanship, and directly used basic swordsmanship to dissolve Zhu Xun's strength, and then an elbow strike hit his abdomen heavily.

"Ugh!"

Zhu Xun was beaten so hard that he spat out acid and lay on the ground, his body bent like a shrimp, unable to move.

Ling Feng's punch just now directly sealed his numb points. It will take at least half an hour for this guy to recover his ability to move.

Defeating the opponent's fast swordsman is equivalent to breaking the opponent's weapon. In this way, the opponent's attack will become quite passive.

"Zhu Xun!"

"Damn it!"

The members of the North Courtyard Team 2 shouted loudly. They didn't know Zhu Xun's situation, so they didn't change the team members immediately. Instead, they chose to fight with Gong Cheng and others in the flag-guarding area.

"Damn, one of the opposite team members was killed in one move? That guy's speed and strength are too abnormal, right?"

"No wonder the East Courtyard Sword Team was reassured as soon as he came on the court. He is really strong, so strong that it is terrifying!"

"This is just the beginning. It's still too early to defeat the North Courtyard Team 2? Yang Zhan is not a vegetarian!"

The audience was boiling.

As soon as Ling Feng came on the court, the situation was reversed almost immediately.

This kind of dominance on the battlefield is simply admirable.

"Invincible!"

"The chief is the chief!"

Almost all the Huangzi disciples of the East Court who came to watch the battle stood up and cheered for Ling Feng.

This is the chief of their Huangzi disciples. How could Huangzi disciples be so majestic before? Hahaha...

"Haha, that's our boss, Senior Sister, how about I talk to you about our Brother Feng? My name is Feng Mo."

Feng Mo, this guy, immediately started to find ways to pick up girls as soon as he had the chance...

"Great... so awesome!" Qin Wanwan was completely stunned.

In her opinion, the unattainable Tianzi disciple was actually killed by Ling Feng with one punch...

To what extent can this guy go against the sky?

Lin Xian'er, who came with Ling Feng, was also stunned.

She finally knew why the captain of the East Court Sword Team recruited Ling Feng into the Sword Team.

He might really be able to save the East Court Sword Team!

"Terrible! That idiot's strength..." Qiaoqiao sat in her seat blankly, recalling the first time she met Ling Feng, he was just a kid in the Condensation Realm, but in less than half a year, he could already beat ordinary Tianzi disciples! "He is definitely at the level of a team member!" Yue Yunlan's eyes flickered with a strange light, and then she smiled, "Maybe this time, the one who will finally fight with our Central Court Sword Team will be the East Court." "No way, Miss? This is just the second team of the North Court. The first team of the North Court is more than ten times stronger than the second team. There are several masters of Gu Tengfeng's level." "Isn't there still half a year?" Yue Yunlan smiled, "Half a year ago, did you think that Master Ling would become so strong?" "This... this is true..." Qiaoqiao blinked her eyes and turned to look at Yue Yunlan, "Miss, do you really want to fight with Ling Feng on the sword fighting stage?" "My man must be stronger than me!" Yue Yunlan blurted out. "Oh!" Qiaoqiao immediately realized, pointed at Yue Yunlan and laughed, "Miss, it turns out... hehe, I understand, you said it yourself!"

Yue Yunlan blushed, "It's not what you think."

"Tsk!" Qiaoqiao leaned close to Yue Yunlan's ear and whispered, "Your face is as red as a monkey's butt!"

Yue Yunlan hurriedly touched her face, and it was really hot. Her eyes became a little resentful for a moment, and she said no more.

"Haha, well done, as expected of my Brother Feng, who is cruel and doesn't say much! Brother Feng, come on, if you win this game, I will give you those collector's editions!"

Yu Sixian, that wretched guy, completely ignored the countless spectators around him and started shouting, which was completely without moral integrity.

Gu Tengfeng's forehead blackened and he kicked him to the ground.

Now that Ling Feng and Li Bufan have joined, this guy can sit on the bench indefinitely, he might as well kick him to death!

Li Bufan stood silently on the sidelines, but from his eyes, one could see the strong unwillingness in his heart.

Gu Tengfeng saw it and nodded secretly in his heart.

That's the look!

As long as Li Bufan can remember this feeling today, he will transform into a qualified swordsman in the shortest possible time and become the overlord of this sword fighting arena!

On the sword fighting stage.

"Fifty breaths!"

Yang Zhan clenched his fists, with anger in his eyes, and he was full fifty breaths away. Zhu Xun was lying on the sword fighting platform, motionless, clearly losing the ability to continue fighting.

The members of the East Campus Sword Team are also pressing forward step by step. Their offensive and defensive areas have been completely occupied!

However, Yang Zhan couldn't understand how a warrior with sixteen meridians could burst out with such terrifying power and knock out a master with forty-six meridians with one punch!

Is this guy really a human?

Naturally, he didn't know that Ling Feng's Bahuang Body Training Technique had already reached the first stage of the "Shaking Mountain Transformation". His physical brute force was enough to kill a fourth-level high-level monster with one punch!

Zhu Xun indeed has forty-six meridians, but can his physical body be stronger than a fourth-level monster?

The answer is obviously no!