Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Bang!

Fist to fist, the collision of strength and strength, the two figures each took a few steps back.

Xuanyuan Pozhen looked solemn, stared at Ling Feng, and said solemnly: "It seems that you did not try your best when fighting Yan Jinghong!"

"He is not qualified to let me use my full strength."

Ling Feng placed Ten Directions All Destroyed in front of him, and his eyes were equally cautious on Xuanyuan's figure breaking through the formation.

This person's strength is truly terrifying.

Ling Feng could feel that he was far from showing his true strength.

"You are indeed an interesting opponent. If I hadn't met you under such circumstances, I would even hope to become friends with you."

The aura around Xuanyuan Po Formation increased little by little, "However, you have the belief that you will win, and I will never allow the undefeated legend of the Royal Sword Team to end in my hands!"

"So, one of you and me must fall here!"

Ling Feng stood with his hands behind his back, silently stimulating the energy in his body. The previous battle was just a mutual test, but the next one was a real fight!

"Very good, I appreciate you being such a direct opponent!"

The golden sword in Xuanyuan Po Zhen's hand shone brightly, with streaks of golden light flowing around it, gradually condensing into a golden sword behind him.

"The Jinfengxuan Sword is my soul, the soul of the sword with the metal attribute. I will not hold it back anymore."

Xuanyuan broke the formation and swiped the sword in his hand. Under the amplification of Yuanhun, his sword energy became more violent and fierce.

Ling Feng took a deep breath. The soul of the attribute sword is an extremely outstanding soul. Especially for a swordsman who specializes in swordsmanship, possessing the soul of the attribute sword can basically lay the foundation for the king of swordsmanship. status.

A strong sharp energy erupted, and a bloody streak was directly wiped out on Ling Feng's cheek by the sharp sword energy.

"Sword Intent!"

Ling Feng's eyes narrowed. This Xuanyuan Po Zhen could be said to be the opponent with the highest level of swordsmanship among the geniuses of his generation that he had ever encountered. His sword intention had actually reached the level of Xiao Yuan Perfect.

Even if he was in the Four Spirits Conferred God Monument and used evil spirits to sharpen his sword intent, he could only reach the level of perfecting the dual sword intent.

Of course, his Reincarnation Sword Intent and Killing Sword Intent are both rare in the world, and the difficulty of improving them is naturally countless times higher than ordinary Sword Intent.

"good!"

Ling Feng slowly drew out the Ten Directions All Destruction. Facing such a powerful opponent, his body began to tremble with excitement. On the stage, two extremely clear sword chants sounded at the same time, one high-pitched, one gentle, and two There are dragons looming around people, gathering and dispersing, ups and downs, and their energy is soaring into the sky.

This is a battle between the strongest Tianfeng Sword Team and the strongest Royal Sword Team.

The strongest versus the strongest!

Everyone can feel that the battle between them has really begun!

Under the stage, distinct shouts and cheers erupted one after another, the sound was like thunder, and it sounded uncontrollably like a volcanic eruption in the entire Tianwei Square area.

"Hmph, Ling Feng, in the hands of Xuanyuan Po Zhen, you have no chance!"

The fourth prince's face returned to its original calmness and pride. Yes, although the strength displayed by the Tianfeng Sword Team surprised him time and time again, but so what?

As long as Xuanyuan breaks the formation and defeats Ling Feng, the remaining people will be able to sweep away with just a wave of their hand, as if they are not as devastated as the dead.

Even, from beginning to end, he has never made a move!

"Come on, let me see all your strength!"

With a roar, Xuanyuan broke the formation and was surrounded by golden light. The golden sword suddenly exuded a terrifying evil energy and pointed diagonally at the ground.

Faintly, the audience in the audience seemed to see the shadow of an evil king wearing a python robe and a crown emerging from around Xuanyuan's broken formation. It seemed that he was about to bleed thousands of miles and slaughter all the people in the blink of an eye.

"This sword is called the Jingxie Sword. It is an evil sword, but it was tamed by me!"

Xuanyuan Pozhen narrowed his eyes, and the sword in his hand seemed to be buzzing and trembling due to the owner's inner excitement.

Ling Feng held Shifang Jiannie tightly in his hands, feeling the suffocating power coming from Xuanyuan Pozhen opposite him, and couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

"Heaven-breaking change!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath, raised his figure again, and actually performed the fourth transformation of the Eight Desolations and Four Transformations, the sky-breaking transformation.

After completing this fourth transformation, the first level of the Eight Desolations Body Training Technique can be considered truly perfect. Once you reach this level, the power of a punch is like shattering the sky!

"It's interesting! But it's not enough!"

Xuanyuan Po Zhen was not in a hurry to take action, as if he was waiting for Ling Feng to use all his strength.

"as you wish!"

Ling Feng smiled indifferently, and the aura around him began to rise continuously. One after another, the pulse gates suddenly opened, and bursts of terrifying aura erupted.

"One, two, three..."

The students from various universities in the audience all opened their eyes wide and stretched out their fingers to count carefully. Finally, a horse-faced boy swallowed in disbelief and said with difficulty: "Ninety-nine... Am I dazzled? Ninety-nine veins!”

"I also counted more than ninety, but how is this possible!"

"Is he still human? I heard that Yan Jinghong, who was born with a holy body, only has eighty veins, right?"

Oh my gosh!

You know, a warrior with more than fifty veins can be called a genius, and Ling Feng actually reached ninety-nine veins.

Of course, Ling Feng deliberately hid the 100th pulse gate, otherwise, he might scare people silly.

"Ninety-nine pulses!"

"Ninety-nine!"

For a moment, on the referee's bench, the three ministers and the deans of the four major universities were all stunned. Even Yue Zhonglian, who had never changed his expression even when the mountain collapsed in front of him, now also showed an incredible look, his eyes widened. Round.

Since the founding of the Tianbai Empire, have there been monsters from the ninety-nine veins?

No, not one!

Not to mention the ninety-nine vein gates, the monsters from the ninety vein gates have never appeared.

Didn't this level of genius only exist in ancient times?

"Ninety-nine meridians, what a genius!"

King Tianbai couldn't help but stood up from his seat, sighing in his heart, why weren't such monsters born into the royal family?

"Hanyang, is this your grandson?"

The Queen Mother clenched her pink fist tightly, and the face of the only man who had ever moved her heart flashed in her mind. Her eyes were shining brightly, and no one knew what she was thinking.

"Damn, damn!"

Seeing the ninety-nine veins opened by Ling Feng, like ninety-nine stars, hanging high in the sky, Yan Jinghong was so angry that every muscle in his body was trembling.

All the glory that belonged to him was completely replaced by Ling Feng at this moment.

"Your opponent is me!"

Crack!

Another thunderbolt landed, and Li Bufan's killing move was already coming.

"Get out of here!"

Yan Jinghong roared, and driven by anger, his attacks became more fierce and fierce. However, this completely irrational style of play had already laid hidden dangers for his failure.

When he was furious and crazy, his corruption was gradually revealed.