The Spirit of God Million Domain

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Yang Ji frowned slightly. He learned that Xu Feng actually made wild words in Sanjie Village and wanted to kill Su Yi, and Su Yi was his eldest brother.

Su Yi knew at that time that the other party's cultivation level had not even entered the Ling Sect. He just laughed at the news and didn't even think about Xu Feng.

In Su Yi's eyes, his goal is to be in the top ten of the Feilong Ranking in the future, or even the first place. As for people like Xu Feng, in his opinion, he is just a sensationalist in Sanjie Village, who wants to use him to win more He is just a person who has the resources of Sanjie Village. Since he ignores the other party, he will not be angry.

However, Yang Ji was different. He wanted to curry favor with Su Yi, so he wanted to take the initiative to kill Xu Feng, and then take Xu Feng's head to see Su Yi.

"Hmph, since Xu Feng can't play, and since I came to Lincheng today, I have to find someone to practice with, right?" Yang Ji had an arrogant look on his face.

While Yang Ji continued to provoke, the senior leaders of the Lin family were discussing who should be sent to fight against Yang Ji.

…

Boom!

The moment Xu Feng opened his eyes, the majestic aura on his body surged, bursts of frightening light erupted, and his cultivation was finally promoted to the third level of Lingzong.

"I didn't expect that I devoured thousands of years of earth core fire, as well as spiritual fire crystals, and consumed more than twenty drops of thousands of years of spiritual milk, before I could break through to the level of cultivation." Only when Xu Feng reached this point did he finally understand what the twin seas of life were like. How terrifying are the eight spiritual veins.

However, the only thing that comforted him was that his whole body was now full of strength. He was sure that if he met a genius like Lin Xingjue again, he could directly use the star boxing technique to crush him.

"There isn't much time left, I have to master Tianjue Fist Technique quickly." Xu Feng took a step forward, his speed increased to the extreme, and he appeared under the smooth stone wall.

"A violent fist technique requires a violent momentum. This Tian Jue Fist technique is not simple, but unfortunately it is not suitable for me." Xu Feng did not want to practice Tian Jue Fist technique.

He discovered that by practicing Tianjue Boxing, he could only comprehend one avenue, which was the Ice-cold Avenue, and the power that Tianjue Boxing unleashed might not be comparable to the "Thirteen Dominating Styles" he created.

He knew very well that as long as he mastered the "Thirteen Dominating Styles", his boxing realm could be improved.

"Tenglong fell into the sea.

"

Xu Feng stood in front of the smooth stone wall, and with the help of the great aura emitted by Tianjue Boxing, he began to practice "Soaring Dragon and Overturning the Sea" continuously.

As the huge fist blasted out, like a giant dragon, it rolled the entire void directly and erupted into a strong wave of air.

Xu Feng stood there with a fist, his spiritual power flowing to the extreme, and he continued to exert it, and his fist became more and more violent.

His whole body's aura also began to rise, his eyes exuded surprise, and his fist speed became faster and faster, until in the end there was only an afterimage of his fist.

It's obviously just an afterimage, but it seems to be very weak.

However, when the fist hit the stone wall not far away, it emitted a majestic light. The power of this punch was at least five times that of Xu Feng's previous "Soaring Dragon and Overturning the Sea".

"Finally, I have cultivated the Tenglong Throwing Over the Sea to the state of transformation. Next, I will start practicing the second form, Blue Sea Waves." Xu Feng did not pause, taking advantage of his inner feelings.

With the help of the Dao Dao of Tianjue Boxing in front of him, under such huge pressure, he attacked with punch after punch.

This time, his fist didn't look like a fist, but like a wave of light on the blue sea. The space around the fist trembled slightly.

If you look carefully, there are cracks in the trembling space around the fist, which is enough to show how strong this punch is.

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"This Yang Ji is so arrogant. He is so ashamed to say that no one in my Yang family dares to accept his challenge. Do you think it's hateful or not?"

In the Lin Mansion, all the young people were blushing. They wanted to rush out and have a fight with Yang Ji.

But they knew very well that with how much they weighed, they could not be Yang Ji's opponent.

"It's all Xu Feng's fault. It took him a day to enter the ancestral land, why hasn't he come out?" Some people transferred this anger to Xu Feng.

They felt that if it hadn't been for Xu Feng, Yang Ji would not have come to provoke the Lin family for no reason. As a result, Yang Ji was shouting outside the Lin Mansion, but no one from the Lin family responded.

"Yes, I think he must have known that Yang Ji was going to challenge him. He knew that he was not Yang Ji's opponent, so he found a place to hide." Someone said harshly.

Yang Ji stood there. A day had passed. He spoke to the Lin Mansion again: "In such a big Lin Mansion, is it possible that no one dares to accept my challenge, Yang Ji?"

After Yang Ji knew Lin Dongliu's words, he also had some doubts in his heart. It seemed that Xu Feng might not be still alive. Of course, he couldn't go back empty-handed like this.

Now that he came to Lin Cheng, he had to challenge Lin Cheng's geniuses to further enhance his reputation, and he knew that the top geniuses of the Lin family would not be able to fight against him.

Seeing that no one from the Lin family went out to fight Yang Ji, they all knew that Yang Ji was extremely powerful, and only the top ten geniuses from the Lin family could fight against Yang Ji.

However, those geniuses ranked in the top ten will not easily fight against Yang Ji. They all attach great importance to their reputation.

Defeating Yang Ji is okay, but if he were a little careless and was defeated by Yang Ji, wouldn't he have to declare his defeat?

"Are you people in the Lin Mansion all cowards?" Yang Ji's voice spread, and the Lin Mansion was surrounded by warriors who were watching, all with smiles on their faces.

"I, Lin Wentian, come to fight with you." A firm voice sounded from inside the Lin Mansion, it was Lin Wentian.

The aura of the Ninth Grade Spirit Sect emerged from his body. He stood in front of the Lin Mansion, staring at Yang Ji calmly.

"Lin Wentian?"

Yang Ji looked at Lin Wentian not far away, frowned slightly, and said doubtfully: "Didn't I hear that you forcibly practiced Tianjue Boxing and went crazy, and your meridians were severed?"

"Thanks to you, I have recovered as before. Let me accept your challenge today." Lin Wentian took a step forward, his spiritual power flowing around him, and he appeared not far from Yang Ji.

Everyone in the Lin Mansion also stared at Lin Wentian with some surprise. When they were at the Lin City Genius Conference, they knew that Lin Wentian had completely recovered from his injuries and his cultivation had reached the ninth level of the Spiritual Sect.

But they had never seen Lin Wentian actually take action. They didn't know how strong Lin Wentian was, so they couldn't help but look at Lin Wentian with some expectation.

Yang Ji shook his head, a little disappointed, "Even if you are a ninth-grade spiritual sect practitioner, you are still no match for me. I advise you to admit defeat."

Yang Ji's tone was very proud. He really didn't take Lin Wentian seriously. He wanted to challenge the top ten geniuses of the Lin family, not Lin Wentian, a guy who had been a useless person for two years.

Lin Wentian didn't expect that Yang Ji would underestimate him so much, so he couldn't help but grit his teeth. If he hadn't been idle for two years, what right would Yang Ji have to underestimate him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a bit of hatred in his eyes, and then it turned into a belief in becoming stronger. He knew that only by becoming stronger could he avoid that kind of thing happening again.

"If you don't fight, how will you know?"

On Lin Wentian's body, in the sea of ​​​​qi, spiritual power began to flow, his eyes exuded an icy air, and three icy moods condensed on his body at the same time.

Feeling the powerful aura on Lin Wentian's body, many young people from the Lin family were a little bit grinning from ear to ear. They did not expect Lin Wentian to be so strong.

"It's true that I can't shed tears until I see the coffin. Within three moves, if you are not defeated, I will lose." The corners of Yang Ji's mouth turned up slightly, and the aura of the peak of the Ninth Grade Spirit Sect burst out from his body.

He saw a powerful aura exuding from his whole body, and three rays of light condensed out. What he understood was the artistic conception of Tianshui, and the water light was rippling around his body.

A long sword suddenly appeared in his hands. The sharp sword energy contained infinite momentum. He slowly raised the sword in his hand and shouted angrily, "The first sword!"

laugh!

After the words fell, Yang Ji was seen grabbing the sword in his hand. When he slashed out with the sword, it was like a river, surrounded by countless sword energy.

"What a terrifying sword. Yang Ji's understanding of the artistic conception of Tianshui has reached such a level." Some low-level spiritual emperors of the Lin family stared at this sword in surprise.

"His swordsmanship is also at a very high level. He has gradually become better in his practice. Lin Wentian is no match for him. He is humiliating himself." Some Lin family members said angrily.

"What you said is a bit biased. If no one goes out to fight, wouldn't it be said that the Lin family is a coward? I think he is better than many geniuses." Some elders think that Lin Wentian is very responsible.

There was solemnity in Lin Wentian's eyes, and the three icy moods were all condensed in his fists. His fists were surrounded by pieces of condensed ice.

"If you want to defeat me with three swords, are you underestimating me?" Lin Wentian had a ruthless expression on his face, and the violent aura on his body spread out, which was a bit like Tianjue Fist Technique.

Bang!

The moment his fist hit the sword, Lin Wentian suddenly stepped back. Several spiritual scars appeared on his arms, and blood flowed out.

His eyes were full of shock. Yang Ji's swordsmanship and strength were so terrifying. The boxing skills he displayed were still too weak.

"It's such a pity. If I could understand the basics of Tianjue Boxing, defeating Yang Ji today wouldn't be a problem." Lin Wentian's face turned pale.

Just when Lin Wentian looked dazed, Yang Ji grabbed the sword in his hand and said, "If you don't overestimate your capabilities, you will have to pay a price. I will cut off your arm as the price for my action."

"The second sword!"

As soon as Yang Ji finished speaking, the water on his body rippled, and the long sword in his hand was slashed out, cutting through the void, and the sword light struck in all directions.

"not good!"

Lin Wentian felt the coldness in his arms and waved his fists to resist with all his strength. However, Yang Ji's swordsmanship and cultivation level were much higher than his.

Uh-huh!

With one strike of the sword, Lin Wentian's arm flew out directly. Blood flowed from Lin Wentian's broken arm. He stared at Yang Ji with some resentment in his eyes.

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