Confucian and Taoist scholar

"Thanks to His Majesty Di Jiang for the power of thunder, my holy sword has been tempered and controlled with new power, and its power has been improved to a higher level. I think my Kunlun Holy Sword can also control some of the power of thunder. Although

It cannot be compared with His Majesty Di Jiang's thunderous force."

Du Ning showed a satisfied smile. In the eyes of outsiders, the Kunlun Holy Sword gained new power with the help of the power of thunder, but no one knew the dangers involved better than Du Ning.

If it were any other semi-saint, their holy ancient sword would not be able to withstand the force of the thunder, and it is very likely that the holy sword would fail to be tempered and would be destroyed first.

But Du Ning was different. His Kunlun Holy Sword had the experience of being tempered with the power of thunder and lightning, which laid a solid foundation. It was successfully tempered with the persistence of Du Ning's powerful holy power.

Geniuses never regard challenges as obstacles, but as whetstones for progress.

"Are you really tempering the holy sword with the power of thunder? Impossible! How can your holy sword have this ability!"

Di Hao yelled, looking furious.

Di Jiang's face turned red and he almost vomited blood. He never dreamed that the magical power he was proud of not only failed to kill Du Ning, but also made Du Ning's holy sword even more powerful. Di Jiang had never suffered such a big blow.

humiliation!

"What a big statement. Your holy sword can only withstand my thunder. Is it also worthy of controlling the power of thunder? I don't believe it!"

Di Jiang spoke indifferently, not quite believing what Du Ning said.

"In this case, I will let you believe it."

Du Ning snapped his fingers and said softly: "Thunder is coming!"

The Kunlun Holy Sword burst out with a mysterious aura and began to activate the power of nature.

Di Jiang also exuded an aura of holy power and said contemptuously: "I control the power of natural thunder and lightning. In front of me, no one can control this power, so don't be foolish..."

Before he finished speaking, there was only a "bang" sound, and a majestic thunder and lightning suddenly fell from the sky and fell on top of the rolling thunder.

The two thunder and lightning forces cancel each other out and resolve each other.

Facts have proved that after being tempered by thunder, Du Ning's Kunlun Holy Sword also has the natural power to summon thunder.

This kind of power is dozens of times stronger than the power of thunder and lightning that Du Ning mastered before he was canonized. The two are not the same at all, because the thunder and lightning magical power that Du Ning has mastered this time is a natural power that can only be mastered by the Holy Land of the Imperial Clan.

power.

"Good! As expected of Du Sheng, he actually used the power of thunder to temper the holy sword so that the holy sword can control the power of natural thunder. Well done!"

Yan Shenggong's blood was boiling and he was excited. He had not felt like this for a long time. It made him feel like he had returned to his youth, the kind of spirit that sharpened his will against powerful opponents, and the joy that every growth brought.

Instantly rejuvenated.

"With Du Sheng's current strength, I'm afraid it's even worse than that old guy from Donghai Dragon Saint!" Fan Qianfeng sighed.

Ke Yufeng secretly clenched his fists. He was somewhat unwilling to be surpassed by a rising star. After all, Ke Yufeng was once so brilliant before he was canonized.

Di Jiang's face turned even redder, even turning purple, his whole body began to tremble, and his chest heaved violently.

As a sub-sage, he constantly reminded himself that he must have the aura of a sub-sage and not lose the majesty of the imperial clan in front of the human half-saint.

Di Jiang tried his best to keep himself calm, but anyone could see that at this moment, Di Jiang wanted to curse and make Du Ning bloody.

However, Di Hao next to him couldn't restrain himself and roared at Du Ning.

"Presumptuous! Presumptuous! Presumptuous!"

"To actually use the power of His Majesty Di Jiang's thunder to temper the holy sword, thereby gaining the power to control the thunder. What a shame, a shame!"

"Are you worthy of controlling the power of thunder? Who do you think you are!"

Di Hao couldn't hold back at all. He knew that his current image was very inconsistent with his status as a semi-saint, but he was already very embarrassed today, so he couldn't care less.

What's more, the stronger Du Ning is, the more dangerous Di Hao will be. He doesn't want to be killed by Du Ning.

"How can you, a defeated general of yours, tell me whether I am worthy of controlling the power of thunder?" Du Ning said scornfully.

Di Hao was furious and said to Di Jiang: "Your Majesty, I can't let this saint go under any circumstances today. You are the sub-sage supreme, how can you suffer this humiliation? This is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world. Please forgive me.

He must be killed no matter what, so that he can be humiliated!"

Du Ning immediately said: "As a semi-saint, you dare to order Yasheng to kill me, Di Hao, you are so brave!"

Di Hao's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly explained to Di Jiang: "Your Majesty, don't listen to his nonsense. I don't mean that at all. We are the same imperial clan and we share weal and woe. If he humiliates you, he is humiliating me and our entire empire."

clan.”

"What a loud tone. A mere incarnation of the Asiatic Saint has the nerve to threaten to represent the entire Imperial Clan here. He is really thick-skinned." Du Ning continued to mock.

"presumptuous!"

Di Hao was furious. In the eyes of the people of the Imperial clan, Di Jiang was the Optimus Prime of the entire Imperial clan. No one was more qualified to represent the Imperial clan than Di Jiang. Even the incarnation of the Yasheng was equal to the face of the Yasheng, and Du

Ning actually said that Di Jiang was unworthy. How much contempt did he show for the imperial clan?

"Your Majesty Di Jiang, I really can't bear it anymore. Please allow me to join the battle and let me join forces with you to kill him!" Di Hao requested.

Du Ning held his head high and said loudly: "Even if you swarm us, you are still no match for this saint. Your final outcome will be nothing more than humiliating yourself. Your imperial clan has just been born, so you shouldn't be able to afford such a big loss of face."

Di Jiang was furious, but tried his best to restrain himself.

"You fart! You just fart!"

Di Hao was almost mad with anger and hatred, and shouted regardless of his image: "Even though your strength is better than mine, you are absolutely impossible to be the opponent of His Majesty Di Jiang. If I join forces with him, I can definitely kill him with my own hands."

You, just prepare to die!"

"Then you all go together, I have nothing to fear," Du Ning said proudly.

"Ha ha……"

Di Jiang laughed angrily: "I am the genius of the Imperial Clan. Even though I am an incarnation, I am the only one who can crush my opponent in the same situation. How can my opponent crush me? It is ridiculous. In this battle, this Saint

One person is enough!”

"Your Majesty!" Di Hao's expression changed.

"Shut up! Do you want the tribes of the Holy Forest to ridicule our imperial tribe and bully the few?"

As a sub-sage, Di Jiang would not have any honor even if he teamed up with Di Hao to kill Du Ning today. He did not bother to do such a dishonorable thing.

"I don't dare." Di Hao hurriedly lowered his head.

"Don't worry, I will definitely kill Du Ning and keep you safe." Di Jiang said proudly.