Supreme Demon

C_t; broken blade fragments!

At this moment, Ling Feng finally showed the strongest strength, the broken blade fragments are invincible, it is mysterious, that is, Ling Feng smashed the holy mountain three thousand volumes in his mind, can not find the slightest clue. (Marshmallow-79-

However, its power is beyond doubt.

Undoubtedly, when the broken blade fragments flew into the center of the hurricane, the detonation of the decisive power instantly increased by a large amount, which can be seen from the violent whirlwind rotation.

However, the real power can only be felt by Ling Feng alone, because the central government has reached the level of Wuling.

"kill!"

The next moment, he raised his hand and hit a hurricane, rushing toward the water dragon, steel and wood were twisted up, from the front of Ling Feng to the water Linglong, was plowed out a three-foot gully.

"It's a bit interesting, but it's not enough!"

Shuilinglong shook his head coldly, and Lingfeng thought that this would block him, it would be too naive.

"bass"

Almost at the moment when Lingfeng hit a hurricane, Shui Linglong also smashed the spear of lore. When a spear spurted out, the power suddenly broke through the martial arts, and it was more terrible than the sharp arrow.

"Sting"

That spear has entered the hurricane, and it is like a broken bamboo. Even if it is a devouring spirit, it can't stop such a blow, so that Mo Yunzong's disciples are clenching their fists. The water spirit dragon is too strong, so that they can only fear.

Lingqing, Yunmeng, and Ziyun are all clenching their teeth and silently praying. On the surface, the hurricane cannot be compared with the spear of loneliness. Even the Lingwu Academy is full of nervousness. .

"啵"

The spear of the lore, pierced a slogan, and smothered it to Lingfeng. It was still shining, and it was impossible to force it.

But at this moment, the blood 'color' little dagger finally began to move.

"Hey!"

A tremble, it flew down, carrying five golden blood flames, Wuling's combat power broke out instantly, and it ushered in the lore of the lore.

"Ding!"

With just one blow, the broken blade fragments were shot down on the lore of the loneliness. In the meantime, the latter settled. The violent earthquake trembled and made a sound of whining, and then it broke down in an inch.

"嗡"

The hurricane ‘wave’ swayed, and then flew quickly from Shui Linglong...

Time is like static, people hold their breath, and when the ‘wave’ 涟漪 涟漪 spreads out, the entire battle platform disappears, and the steel and wood are broken and scattered around.

Lingfeng and Shuilinglong are relatively erected. The difference is that Lingfeng is still standing quietly, while Shuilinglong is stiff and has a bloodshot reading in both eyes. [Super look good]

He stared quietly at Ling Feng, and then, a red blood, from his abdomen, the loneliness of the spear was cut off, and he was injured.

This scene has surprised many people and completely does not know what happened.

Before that, the lore of the lore was too strong, so that everyone's face was pale, but in a blink of an eye, the water dragon was injured, and the change was too fast, so they could not react.

What happened in the hurricane?

"Is this your strength?"

Shui Linglong took a deep breath and had to say that he was really shocked. The little dagger was too fast. When he was confident, he killed him and waited until he reacted. It was too late.

The strength of Wuling!

"Yes!" Ling Feng nodded proudly.

"Very good!" The water dragon's eyes shined, the tone was not like a horror, but it was taken for granted that if the wind was too weak, it would make him disappointed.

The stronger Ling Feng, the more he can provoke his war.

"war!"

He burst into tears and swooped out. The spear slammed and slashed slowly. He stabbed very slowly, and his ‘color’ was very dignified.

But every time he scored a point, the spear shone a point. When all the spears were thrown out, the whole spear was like a burning fire. The jingjing airflow exploded and it was turned into a roaring sound. A small spear.

The little spear was only a foot long, crystal clear, and it looked much darker than before, but the power was completely different.

This is the second hit of the lore!

The wind is mad, people are roaring, and the water dragon is slamming out, slamming it, and the little spear is coincident with the spear, making this attack all powerful.

"Hey!"

That long sigh, tearing open the most glorious page of Mo Yunzong, a teenager has not broken through the Wuling environment, but can already play the strength of Wuling.

That spear is no less than the 'color' of the real Wuling master.

"Win, no one wants to stop the footsteps of the spirit of the spirit dragon brother!"

Cold-blooded, dragons and scorpions are throwing their fists. They waited for a long time, that is, to witness this blow, that is the strongest blow of Shui Linglong.

"Shui Linglong brother is invincible!"

Mo Yunzong all the people are crying and shouting, Mad, what Li Wei, what Ling Feng, under such a blow, must become a beggar, must be spiked.

This year, Lingwu College is indeed not comparable to three years ago, but the brilliance of the strongest first person will always belong to Mo Yunzong.

"Not good, Xiaofeng has to lose the reads;!" Ling Qing is pretty and white, her eyes are red, her hands are shaking, she is afraid.

Under such a blow, even if the wind is not dead, it will be seriously injured. This is not what she wants to see.

"I am really mad at this dead boy, I will be able to!"

Yunmeng and Ziyun are also very anxious, but now the war is still going on, they can't stop it.

"Actually, you will still lose!"

Looking at the water dragon that came from the murder, Ling Feng smiled faintly. Since he had already displayed the broken blade, he did not intend to hide it.

"boom"

A hurricane rushed, and he gently pointed out a finger. The broken blade flew out and landed in the center of the hurricane. Then his wrist shook, followed by another **** light, flying 'shooting' Go straight to the water dragon.

The second piece of broken blade!

"Ding!"

The sound of the heart was empty, and it sounded again. The second piece of broken blade hit the spear. The raging power exploded in an instant, and the spear was suddenly bent.

"clank……"

The second strike of the lore of spears and the smashing of the broken blade fragments, the Mars four ‘shoot’, and the surrounding cockroaches formed a mushroom cloud, which was rushed out.

At this time, the hurricane swept through, drowning the water dragon, into a broken blade, breaking through the spear blocking, carrying a terrible force, and suddenly pierced the water chest of the chest.

"puff!"

The water color dragon face 'color' changed greatly, the bean's sweat smashed down, his wrist was loose, and the second broken blade fragment, also smashed past, from his left shoulder through the past.

The power of the huge shocks smashed the hurricane, and a figure flew out.

"That is……"

People were shocked and a little dizzy. The person who flew out was not someone else. It was the water dragon. His face was pale and pale. The chest, shoulders and abdomen were bleeding, and even his eyes were dimmed.

"How can this be?"

Long Yu and cold blood stood up. They simply didn't understand what happened. The water dragon was twice injured. So, a powerful blow was blocked? !

Mo Yunzong and Lingwu College were all stunned. They were also shocked and confused. The mighty water dragon was defeated.

The hurricane shattered.

Ling Feng's clothes were torn apart. He was also injured. The two forces slammed into the air. The smashing 'shot' was too horrible. His blood 'meat' was like being torn out by claws. A **** mouth.

Compared to Shui Linglong, this is not a injury at all.

"You lost!"

He gently swept the dust on his body, calm and indifferent, incomparably free and easy, the spear of the lore is very powerful, but compared to the power of the broken blade, but the difference is too much.

Ling Feng feels that he is a bit bully.

"This enchanting!"

Yun Meng was so itch that she couldn't wait for Ling Feng's foot, and she was worried about it. Even Ling Qing and Zi Yun couldn't help but relax after a slight glimpse.

Yes, Ling Feng is too enchanting, and actually defeated the water dragon.

"Impossible, how can the big brother of Shui Linglong be defeated, what martial arts did Ling Feng show in the end?"

Mo Yunzong’s disciples are all red-eyed. They simply cannot accept this fact. Shui Linglong is invincible in their hearts.

"Five-level martial arts, defeating Wuling, this is simply impossible!"

If anger and saliva can kill people, Ling Feng has already been drowned and drowned.

"Win?"

The disciples of Lingwu College have not reacted from the shock. They also have a feeling of incredulity, which is too unreal.

Can it be said that this year's Mo Ling war will become the internal struggle of Lingwu Academy?

"Exactly, this defeat I lost!"

On the edge of a small pit, Shui Linglong spit out a blood. He first dimmed the ‘color’ of God, and soon he smiled.

"Ling Feng, I really didn't misread you."

Shui Linglong has a word, said: "You are the strongest person in Lingwu College. Your talents and your strength are terrible. I have to say that I am not your opponent in the martial arts."

"Of course, only a master like you can force me to this level."

Suddenly, he stared at the wind and the voice was high. "Ling Feng, you should be glad, today I will use my strongest strength to beat you!"

"Yep?"

Ling Feng’s eyes lit up, and a strange glimmer of light flashed through his eyes. He smiled and knew what Shui Linglong had to do.

The people around are inexplicable. I don’t understand what the words of Shui Linglong mean. Has he not lost?

However, everyone soon knows it.

Because, the water Linglong hands slowly open, shaking his arms, smashing time, the heavens and the earth sighing quickly, he was inhaled into the body, turned into a 'fine' pure power.

In the next moment, a low force suddenly awakened from his dantian, and the nine martial arts airflows slammed into one. In the blink of an eye, an aura of ‘milk’ white ‘color’ was formed.

The amazing momentum has risen and the second Wuling in the history of Mo Ling war was born.

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