I Have Ten Strongest Beasts

Three strokes to break love, Feng Qingzi is full of righteousness, standing between the heaven and the earth like a fairy god!

At this moment, all disciples of Lingtian Sect paid homage!

"See the master!"

See you once, the reputation is shocking!

Feng Qingzi's fighting spirit increased sharply, surpassing old man Dujue in an instant.

"Haha, good! Very good! Then let me see your real strength!" Old man Dujue laughed angrily.

"as you wish."

With a cold word, there is no longer any friendship between the two.

Feng Qingzi formed a few mysterious imprints between his hands, followed by a low shout, the spiritual source in his body increased sharply, and his cultivation base rose again at this moment, reaching the seventh level of Soul Forging Realm!

"Seven levels of soul forging!"

The old man Dujue gasped. He thought that even if Feng Qingzi still had the strength to fight, he would not be his opponent, but he didn't expect that he would still keep this hand.

Facing his former classmates, Feng Qingzi no longer held back his hands, and with a thought, the broken long sword was guided by the spiritual source, surrounding him, and the sword lights were like stars in the night sky, reflecting the entire sky!

"Absolute Sword - Burial Soul!"

Feng Qingzi's extreme luck was born, the shattered long sword burst out in an instant, in the dark sky, it was like a meteor shower, the mighty sword light pierced the void, and wherever it passed, the space became distorted !

The terrifying power made the old man Dujue smell the breath of death. This move was inevitable, so he had to bite his teeth and take it hard. On the double whips in his hands, he gathered all his life's strength and desperately resisted the fatal blow.

Everyone stared at the two of them intently, and Suning did the same. This battle was the strongest he had ever seen, and both of them had exerted their strength to the extreme.

He understood that the victory or defeat depended on this one blow, because he felt that Feng Qingzi's aura began to fluctuate greatly. He must have used some kind of secret method to forcibly improve his cultivation, but it couldn't last long. The blow also drained all his strength.

The old man Dujue also has a gap. As long as he can block this move, Feng Qingzi will undoubtedly be defeated. The double whips in his hands are dancing fiercely, and the sword energy hits the double whips one after another. Each blow carries the force of collapsing mountains , so that the spiritual source in his body was in disarray.

A mouthful of blood spewed out, all the veins in the old man's body were broken, but his desire for life was still supporting him.

I... can't fall here...

The last two sword qi hit his double whips, and there was a crisp sound. After a few breaths of stalemate, the two shattered sword bodies fell from the void weakly.

Feng Qingzi's aura dropped instantly, and he fell directly to the third level of Soul Forging Realm. This was the price for him to use the secret method.

At this moment, everyone was shocked. It was unexpected that such a powerful blow would be blocked by the Dujue old man.

Still failed? Su Ning frowned, he didn't expect this old man Dujue to be so powerful!

"Feng Qingzi, you still lost after all."

The old man Dujue was panting heavily, and after receiving Feng Qingzi's extreme move, he was also in a state of embarrassment, but compared to the opponent, his state was obviously much better.

Feng Qingzi spat out a few more mouthfuls of blood again, and his strong body did not fall from the air. He did not feel lost because of this, but showed a meaningful smile.

"what are you laughing at?"

This smile made the old man Dujue very uncomfortable.

"Do you really think you've won?"

The solemn words made Du Jue at a loss, but the next moment, there was only a strange sound, and the pair of double whips broke suddenly, piercing his chest in an instant.

This sudden scene shocked everyone again. They thought that Feng Qingzi had been defeated, but they didn't expect that there was still room to turn around.

Seeing this, the saber-toothed liger was furious, and rushed straight towards Feng Qingzi, intending to kill him, but how could the Zidian silver-backed ape let it succeed? When it was distracted, it hugged it live.

Immediately afterwards, purple lightning was released from all over its body and entered its body. Poor saber-toothed liger, under this blow, bleeding from its seven orifices, all internal organs were burned, and its life was instantly taken away.

"Feng Qingzi..."

After shouting these three words with difficulty, the old man Dujue's life had also come to an end, and he fell to the ground together with the saber-toothed liger.

And Feng Qingzi's situation is not optimistic. After seeing the old man Dujue completely breathless, he couldn't hold on any longer and also fell. Elder Su jumped up and caught him.

This conspiracy, with the life and death of old man Du Jue, temporarily came to an end.

"Du Jue, you really let me down, Feng Qingzi, don't be too happy, Ling Tianzong will fall into the hands of my Zhou family sooner or later."

In the distance, this figure under the night quietly left, but those pair of falcon-like pupils made people frightened!

...

"Sect Leader, Du Jue is dead, Senior Brother Feng is still seriously injured, it's time for you to come out and preside over the overall situation."

In Yunshan, Elder Sun said to the old man respectfully.

"Hehe, now is not the time." The old man chuckled and shook his head.

Elder Sun frowned slightly, and asked again: "Why? Is there something else?"

"That's right. What you see is just a wave on the dark tide. The real monstrous wave has not yet appeared."

Hearing this, Elder Sun's expression froze as well, and he smiled wryly: "I never imagined that Ling Tianzong would be in crisis one day."

"The stronger the power, the more jealous they will be. Although they seem to be obedient, they secretly try their best to destroy them."

"Ling Tianzong has been at ease for too long, and this crisis can be regarded as a wake-up call for you."

The old man's tone was rarely serious, and Elder Sun leaned forward and clasped his fists: "The master taught me a lesson."

...

In the few days after the war, Ling Tianzong was relatively calm, and everything seemed to be slowly returning to normal. It is forbidden to mention this matter in the sect, after all, it is not something glorious.

In the past few days, Su Ning has been in the infirmary, repairing the wounds in Feng Yueling's body, and finally under his tireless treatment, all the injuries in her body were repaired.

"Xiao Ningzi, I'm not dead yet..."

The moment she opened her eyes, she saw Suning's tired face. Feng Yueling was both happy and distressed. Although she had been in a coma, she could feel that Suning was healing her.

This weak voice reached Su Ning's ears, and his exhausted expression improved a lot: "Shh! Don't talk, you still need to rest for a few days."

Feng Yueling nodded obediently, and soon fell asleep again. Suning fiddled with her somewhat messy hair, and there was a rare tenderness in his eyes. Thinking of this incident, he was still afraid for a while.

This time, Feng Yueling's injury made him realize his own weakness again. Fortunately, he has the 'Chaos Holy Spirit Record', otherwise he might regret it for the rest of his life.